Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Raising his hand to smooth out the wrinkles on the black dragon robe, Qi Cong said in a hoarse voice, Has she moved to Jinning Palace?

It took a while for Eunuch Peng to realize who the she Qi Cong was talking about was.

Isn't she the imperial concubine? !

Moving in, the servant just left the Salt Palace, and the imperial concubine moved to Jinning Palace after a while.

Qi Cong's indifferent expression eased a little, and he stepped out of the imperial study room, with unclear emotions in his long and narrow eyes.

When he got to the Heguan Palace, Qi Cong got off the dragon.

Eunuch Peng followed Qi Cong a few steps away.

The young emperor in front suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Eunuch Peng also stopped quickly.

The man's hoarse and deep voice was very soft, as if it was blown away by the wind, Today... has she been here?

Eunuch Peng concealed the astonishment in his eyes, ...never.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but His Majesty's aura is even more frightening.

After bathing, Qi Cong glanced at the flickering candles, his expression condensed.

The Salt Palace was dilapidated and cold, and he felt that she might not be used to living in it, so he simply drew up an imperial decree, making her a noble concubine, and letting her live in Jinning Palace.

Maybe it was because I was tired from moving the place in the afternoon, so I took a rest early?

Qi Cong couldn't think of any other reason why Rong Huang would not come to thank him.

In reality, Shane was just an excuse.

To reveal his identity is what he wants most.

With a light movement of the fingertips, the sandalwood beads made a slight sound in the silent Heguan Hall.

It is complemented by the occasional crackling of candle flames.

The sandalwood beads wrapped around the fingers make the man's hands more slender and slender, with a different kind of beauty.

Qi Cong can feel that staying with Rong Huang is very comfortable, as if the whole person has relaxed.

That's why Qi Cong wanted to reveal his identity.

But why doesn't she come?

The wolf cub rubbed against his feet again, barking non-stop.

Qi Cong was in a gloomy mood and didn't want to pay attention to it, so he asked Eunuch Peng to take the wolf cub down.

The candles in the room gradually dimmed, and soon another palace official quietly came in to light the candles.

No one knew that the tyrant, who had always been violent and murderous, had been thinking about it for most of the night because of a problem.

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Your Majesty, the harem is now empty, and I think it's better to hold a draft as soon as possible to fill the harem.

This is His Majesty's first draft after assuming the throne. I think that all girls of the right age from the families of officials above the fifth rank can participate.

I think the draft is inappropriate at this time. I fought with Qingyi a few days ago, and now the treasury is empty. Where can I get the money to hold the draft?

The minister seconded the proposal.

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The man sitting high on the dragon chair slightly closed his eyes, listening to the noisy voice in his ears, his originally indifferent expression became more and more indifferent.

I was thinking about things last night and didn't sleep well.

Now hearing these ministers talking non-stop, Qi Cong's patience reached its limit.

Enough talk?

The majesty of the young emperor was enough to silence the arguing ministers in the Golden Temple.

Civil and military officials stood in two rows, holding wat boards, and wearing court clothes embroidered with patterns of birds and animals on their chests.

One second he was still eloquently arguing with others, and the next second he was like a frightened quail, huddling into a ball and not daring to make a sound.

After all, the one above was not the indecisive late emperor, and his methods were extremely cruel.

The title tyrant is not just picked up by others.

Some people remained silent under Qi Cong's cold eyes, and of course there were also those who were not afraid of death, jumping up and down, trying in vain to force the iron-blooded emperor to succumb to them.