Quick time villain is sweet and wild

Chapter 295 Jun is sick (9)

Like a balloon that had been punctured, the wolf cub pretended to be dead again, and started barking again after a while.

Qi Cong ignored it.

"I'm going to the imperial study, you just wait for me."

After finishing speaking, Qi Cong didn't give the wolf's paw a chance to yell, and walked away from Heguan Palace.

The sky had already darkened, and the palace road was a little dark.

Qi Cong didn't use a lantern to illuminate, and walked towards the imperial study with a good sense of direction.
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In the middle of reviewing the memorial, Qi Cong felt thirsty.

He reached for the teacup, only to find that the tea made from the top-quality dragon and phoenix tuan tea in the teacup had bottomed out.

When Qi Cong was reviewing the memorial, he didn't like the people around, and the court ladies and eunuchs even took Eunuch Peng and retreated outside.

"Peng Yi, pour tea."

After a while, there was the sound of light footsteps.

Qi Cong didn't raise his head, frowned, holding the writing brush with his slender fingers, dipped a little red from time to time, and wrote the word "read" on the memorial.

"His Majesty."

A delicate and melodious voice rang in my ears, and then a pair of white and tender women's hands brought the teacup to Qi Cong.

The movements of Qi Cong's pen paused, his eyes turned cold, and his violent aura was undisguised.

"Your Majesty." The maid was a little scared, but when she saw Qi Cong's handsome profile, she became excited again.

If he can take this opportunity to climb onto His Majesty's dragon bed, he will fly up the branches and become a phoenix in the future.

Before she could get close, she was kicked out by the dark guard who suddenly appeared.

The teacup also fell to the ground, and the tea and tea leaves spilled all over the floor.

The hidden guard showed no mercy, and the maid immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at the man behind the dragon case eagerly, still not forgetting to make her voice more charming.

"Your Majesty, slave"

"Cut off your hands and throw them out." The man's tone was flat, as if he was talking about what to eat for lunch today.

The court lady was dragged down with her mouth covered by the servants of Mr. Peng who hurried over.

There was a scream, but it soon died down.

Eunuch Peng and the dark guard knelt on the ground, motionless like statues.

In the past, it was not that there were no maids who tried to win the favor of the tyrant by various opportunities, but they all ended up miserable.

Either a broken arm or a broken leg.

Some had their limbs chopped off.

Seeing the handsome face of the tyrant, many women forget his brutal and murderous nature.

As a result, he lost his life.

I don't know how the court lady avoided the guards at the door and entered the imperial study.

Eunuch Peng was almost scared to death, for fear of being angered by the tyrant.

"Go down and receive the punishment." Qi Cong said in a deep voice, the sternness in his tone has not dissipated, "Go back to the dark guard camp and let An Yi come."

The latter words were spoken to the dark guard.

Most of the dark guards who returned to the dark guard camp made big mistakes and would never be reused again.

Eunuch Peng and the dark guard retreated, and the imperial study room became calm again.

Qi Cong raised his hand and lightly tapped the center of his brows. After a long time, the violence in the amber pupils calmed down and returned to their original indifferent appearance.
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Rong Huang kicked the wolf cub into the pond, but after returning to the bedroom, the wolf cub disappeared.

Rong Huang didn't care too much, she is not a plush fan.

And looking at the gloomy appearance of the Xiyuan Imperial Palace, the wolf cub can be raised so fat and beautiful, bah, he is strong, and his status must be extraordinary.

My Majesty is now a poor little boy who has just arrived.

Although Rong Huang was already planning how to play with the hero and heroine, she had no reason to offend anyone just for a bite of flesh.

As night fell, King Rong, who had been busy all day, began to prepare his meal.

(End of this chapter)