"Dead?!"

"Miss, I and Qiulan were afraid that the third lady would be heard by someone, so they blocked her mouth with a veil. Unexpectedly, she, she..."

"You two idiots! You killed this idiot, who else can I marry that lunatic for me!"

A series of low roars came from his ears, and Rong Qianzhi, who was already dead, moved his eyes. She slowly opened her eyes, and the sharp and cunning light was about to ripple in her black and white translucent eyes.

Looking at the antique ceiling, Rong Qianzhi knew that the accidental explosion of the ever-changing space had caused her to travel through time, and she also wore a man of the same name and surname.

The original owner was fifteen years old and was the third lady from Rongxiang Mansion. When he was five years old, he had a high fever that burned his head and turned into a fool.

Three years ago, the original owner's biological mother passed away, and his father's right prime minister Rong Jingzhong helped his aunt Liu. Liu had one son and two daughters. The eldest daughter Rong Jinzhu was the current queen. The second daughter Rong Baozhu was given marriage to Mo Han Palace.

The woman who was scolding two maids in front of her was Rong Qianzhi's second sister Rong Baozhu.

The "madman" in Rong Baozhu's mouth is Gong Mohan who ruined his face.

Three years ago, Dongliao fought against Nanchu, and Gong Mohan was ordered to lead the troops to defend against the enemy. It is said that it was because of the battle of Guiwangpo that the originally handsome Prince Han ruined his appearance, which made him even more crazy.

It is said that after the madness, Gong Mohan built a pig house in his mansion. Any woman who was given a marriage to him was not a bridal chamber but a pig house. She had to learn the technique of having a baby with her mother. Those who couldn't learn it directly left the palace.

So far, three women have been divorced from the royal palace by him before they even entered the bridal chamber. If those women who were divorced want to remarry, they can only be married from the capital from afar.

It is precisely because of this that Rong Baozhu thought of letting Rong Qianzhi marry on behalf of others.

Rong Qianzhi curled the corners of his mouth. It must be very interesting to have the first generation successor of the Baibian Rong family become a fool. As for that lunatic, it must be even more interesting.

Rong Baozhu was roaring, but inadvertently saw Rong Qianzhi open his eyes and screaming in horror: "It's a zombie!" After that, Rong Baozhu rolled her eyes and fell to the ground and fainted.

Rong Qianzhi was speechless for a while. She was so timid and dared to play the trick of replacing the pillars. How did her head grow?

"Miss!"

Qiu Ju and Qiu Lan are the big maids in front of Rong Baozhu. They hurriedly climbed beside Rong Baozhu, looking at Rong Qianzhi with horror.

Rong Qianzhi grinned and sat up: "I scared my second sister to death, it's so fun! Hey, why are you two not scared to death by me? No, I want to play again!" After that, Rong Qianzhi lay on the ground again and closed his eyes.

Qiu Ju and Qiulan looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the third lady was pretending to be dead, and she was really scared to death.

"Miss..." Qiulan shook Rong Baozhu, who had fainted, but Rong Baozhu did not react at all. She looked at Qiuju and said, "Miss, I don't know when I will wake up. Since we know what the lady told me, I think it's better to let the lady rest."

"Okay, let's listen to you."

The two carried Rong Baozhu to the bed and settled. Qiulan winked at Qiuju. They came to Rong Qianzhi's side, supported Rong Qianzhi to sit up, one left and one right, Qiuju helped Rong Qianzhi untied the rope tied on his hands.

"What are you doing? I haven't played well yet, I don't want to get up!" Rong Qianzhi pouted and turned his arms left and right. Qiu Ju and Qiulan and the others fell to the ground.

Rong Qianzhi's arm was not very strong. Qiu Ju and Qiulan grinned, but she could only force herself to get up from the ground.

Miss Third was a fool, and it was useless for them to care about her. Maybe when she shouted loudly, it would ruin the Miss’s plan.

"Miss 3, we found out about your Taohua brother's residence. Do you want to go find him?" Qiulan covered her and fell in pain.

He squatted beside Rong Qianzhi and deceived him.

"Brother Taohua! Have you found out about his residence?"

The little face that originally pouted with a small mouth instantly shined with sunshine, and a pair of black and white eyes were bright, like the purest black pearl in the world.

Qiulan rolled her eyes. The third lady was muttering "Brother Peach Blossom" all day long. They didn't know who "Brother Peach Blossom" was. She even suspected that there was no "Brother Peach Blossom" in this world. It would be strange if there was a man who could give the name "Brother Peach Blossom".

Qiu Ju glanced at Qiulan and continued, "Miss 3, Qiulan is right. Your Taohua brother lives in the capital. Wait for a while and we will send you to find him. OK?"

"I'm going to find Brother Taohua now!" Rong Qianzhi stood up with excitement on his face.

Qiuju and Qiulan hurriedly stopped Rong Qianzhi, Qiulan said, "Miss 3, your peach blossom brother must like you to see him in a beautiful dress. Please wait a moment, Qiuju and I will help you dress up, okay?"

"Okay!" Rong Qianzhi came to the dressing table with a happy expression and sat down, looking at himself in the bronze mirror.

Her eyebrows are as dark as a distant dawn, her face is like spring flowers, and her appearance is so beautiful.

Seeing that Rong Qianzhi was rarely quiet, Qiu Ju and Qiulan hurriedly dressed up and wore a phoenix crown to wear wedding dress.

At the same time, a black shadow flew out calmly and disappeared under the vast night.

Han Prince's Mansion.

"Master, Tianxing is back!" Wangyue walked into the secret room, followed by Tianxing in night clothes.

Tianxing looked at the moon and Pofeng Jingyun who was standing beside Gong Mohan were Gong Mohan’s four personal guards. Pofeng Jingyun was almost looking at Tianxing, with a clear look of eagerness in his eyes.

Gong Mohan stood with his back to the four people, with his hands behind his back, looking at a scroll on the wall. The scroll was painted with a burning fire, and the bright red and wanton tongue of fire was like a devil's bloody mouth, which made people shudder.

The man was tall and wearing a pure black robe, with a black and straight head neatly scattered on his back, and a black tiger-head mask was placed on the rosewood wooden table on his right hand.

The man slowly turned around, and a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes seemed to be flashing cold stars, and the face of the magical eagle seemed to be covered with a thick layer of ice. His whole person was like a piece of black iron hidden in the thousand-mile cold pool, which was daunting.

"How?" Gong Mohan spoke, his voice was low, with a hint of coldness.

Tianxing stepped forward and bowed, "Master, Rong Jingzhong did not act abnormally tonight. He read the book in the study as usual and then went back to the room to sleep."

Wangyue punched his hand: "That old fox, he is so calm!"

Pofeng Jingyun didn't say anything, but the two were also disappointed.

Gong Mohan said lightly: "If he could easily reveal his fox's tail, he wouldn't be Rong Jingzhong."

"Master, tomorrow's wedding may be another futile." Jingyun spoke unwillingly.

"It's okay, if you are anxious, you will eventually jump over the wall. I can wait."

"Master, please take advantage of tomorrow's wedding to make your name clear!" Wangyue suddenly knelt on the ground with her fists and fists, and Tianxing and the other two knelt down.

In the past three years, in the eyes of the world, the prince is a crazy prince who has ruined his appearance. He is crazy because he cannot bear the blow of disfigurement. Whenever they listen to those intentional or unintentional slandering the prince, their hearts are bleeding.

Their prince is a man who is strong and strong, and he is a man who cannot stand the setbacks. He is the three thousand soldiers who are buried in the sea of ​​fire on the Ghost King's Slope!

"Are you the prince who is the 'unparalleled young master'?" Gong Mohan turned around, two clusters of decisive flames lit up in his eyes, and looked at the scroll on the wall: "No, if you can't pull out the Eighteen Ghost Shadows, if you can't use their heads on your neck to pay tribute to the spirit of the three thousand soldiers in heaven, I'm willing to go crazy for the rest of my life."
Chapter completed!