Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Chapter 128 The Regent Has a Beautiful Girl in His Golden House (35)

"No, I will never be a danger to Your Highness."

"Then let's put it this way. When you become the emperor, I will also be the emperor. I will go to your capital to play, and you must treat me as a guest of honor." Young Tang Cuo gently pinched Murong Yuan's collar.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I will definitely become the next monarch." When the time comes, not only will I treat you as a distinguished guest, I can even give you the entire country...

Murong Yuan raised his hand to support his forehead.

"Your Majesty." A dark shadow slowly walked out from behind him and knelt respectfully at his feet.

"Have you found any trace of His Highness?" Murong Yuan raised his eyes.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the subordinates lurking in the Rong Dynasty sent news that for the time being... there is no..."

"No?" Murong Yuan's eyes deepened.

"But...but...it seems there is another piece of news, saying that Prince Rong'an of the Rong Dynasty brought back a male lover who looks very similar to the one you described.

It’s just that the Rong’an Palace is heavily guarded, and my subordinates can’t get in…”

"Find a way to investigate. No matter it's true or not, bring the person back to me." Murong Yuan raised his hand and knocked on Shi Ting's table.

"Yes, I obey your order. There is one more thing. The Left Prime Minister of the Rong Dynasty wants to talk to us about sending troops." The man lowered his head and spoke in a lower voice.

"Didn't I put forward the conditions? If he can do it, I will consider it. If he can't do it, then forget it."

"He said that the conditions you proposed are really too much, and he hopes you will reconsider it." The man paused, and then said, "Your Majesty, why don't we take this opportunity to use him?"

"How to use it?"

"Our people can't enter the Rong Palace, but he, Xiao Chengyu, is the left prime minister of the Rong Dynasty, so it won't be difficult for him to bring someone out..."

Hearing his words, Murong Yuan pinched his fingers and said, "Let's do as you say. If he can really bring His Highness out to me, let alone peace talks, I don't care even if he asks me to cede a few cities."

"Yes, I will prepare it right away."

In the Rong'an Palace, Tang Cuo sat on the swing, bored, swinging casually.

The injuries on his body have also healed a lot because of the care he has received over the past few days.

Tangcuo stepped off the swing and approached the peach sapling planted nearby. He then half-crouched down. His eyes lit up and he was a little surprised. "Hey? It has grown new leaves."

Suddenly, Tang Cuo's body was suspended in the air, and he was picked up by the waist. Tang Cuo grabbed Mu Hanqing's collar and said helplessly, "Prince, can you please stop hugging me from behind all the time?"

"dislike?"

"Sudden movements will really scare me." Tang Cuo turned his head to look at him.

"What do you want to play today? I'll ask someone to prepare it." Mu Hanqing pinched his waist with his big hands, his voice low and hoarse.

"How about we just talk calmly today?" Tang Cuo raised the corners of his eyes slightly.

"Talk? What do you want to say?"

"Your Highness, I'm a little curious. What was your life like as a child?" Tang Cuo observed his expression carefully.

Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, Mu Hanqing subconsciously retracted the strength of the fingers on his waist.

"Hiss~" This old guy didn't show any mercy when he attacked...

Hearing his voice, Mu Hanqing loosened his grip on his hand, and his tone became several degrees deeper, "I didn't have much to say when I was a child."

"Is there nothing worthy of your memory?"

"When I was seven years old, I killed my first person. He was a eunuch in the palace. I used a broken piece of a porcelain bowl and cut his throat with a knife. Does that count?"

I... go

"Uh... is there anything happier that you can remember?"

"I'm very happy about what happened just now." There was no ups and downs in Mu Hanqing's words, making it impossible to tell what his mood was at the moment.

"Then your mother..." Before Tang Cuo could finish his words, a strong feeling of suffocation instantly surrounded his body. Mu Hanqing raised his hand and pinched his neck, his eyes becoming extremely cold.

[The system detects the attacker's crazy index and shows 80%, please keep up the good work, host.]

Sure enough, his mother was indeed his Achilles' heel.

Tang Cuo struggled and waved his hands. After a few seconds, Mu Hanqing came to his senses and released his hand that was strangling his neck.

Tang Cuo, exhausted, fell to the ground. He looked up at Mu Hanqing and saw a cold look in his eyes.

"Tangcuo, there is a limit to how much I can indulge you. There are some things you shouldn't ask."

Tang Cuo didn't say anything, but stood up silently and patted the dirt on the corner of his clothes, then looked up at him.

Mu Hanqing sighed, stretched out his hand and pulled Tang Cuo into his arms, "As long as you are obedient, I will not treat you unfairly, Ah Cuo."

"I see."

Mu Hanqing leaned over and kissed his forehead, "I have something to do later, so you don't have to wait for me when you eat."

"Yeah." Tang Cuo nodded.

In the afternoon, Mu Hanqing left the side courtyard, leaving Tang Cuo alone.

It was dusk. Tang Cuo was sitting on the couch when he suddenly heard a noisy sound. It didn't sound like a quarrel, but rather it sounded like a smile.

"Xiao Ye, what happened?"

[Mu Hanqing is going to marry the daughter of the King of Huainan, and is preparing for the wedding banquet in advance, so there is a bit of noise.]

"They are getting married? Then my chance has come. The wedding will definitely require most of the manpower, and Mu Hanqing will not stay here that night, so that will be the best time for me to escape." Tang Cuo's mouth curled up slightly.

[Yes, in terms of probability, the host does have a high chance of success, but has the host thought about where to survive after escaping?]

"This? I haven't thought about it. Let's go out first and talk about it later."

Tang Cuo's legs trembled with excitement.

Suddenly, he heard a cat's meow outside the door. Tang Cuo felt a little strange, so he stood up and walked out.

A snow-white kitten was kicking its four legs vigorously, as if it was hanging on a tree nearby, and whimpering sounds were coming from its mouth.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tangcuo hurriedly ran towards the kitten.

Then he lifted him down from the tree trunk and returned to his bedroom. Tang Cuo sat on the couch and stroked the kitten in front of him. He seemed to be in a good mood. "Mimi, why are you hanging on the tree? You are a stupid Mimi!"

"Meow~" The little white cat seemed to understand what he said. It waved its meow fist and called at him twice.

"Hey? What is this?" Tang Cuo looked at its leg. There was an... envelope tied to it?

Tang Cuo carefully took the envelope off the kitten's legs and then opened it.

Who on earth came up with the idea of ​​using a cat to deliver mail? It's a first in history.

The words on the envelope were very concise, and roughly meant, "If you want to leave, in three days, at the wedding banquet of Prince Rong'an, the number of guards will be reduced, and someone will take him out."

It's not signed and doesn't look like a prank.

Tangcuo was a little puzzled, "Xiaoye, how credible do you think it is?"