Quickly wear the sinister villain, let go of my tail

"Is he awake?" Shangguan Yuan asked.

The chief steward quickly responded: "Your Majesty, the young master has been sleeping since you came to court, and he hasn't woken up yet."

The steward carefully replied that since Your Majesty ascended the throne, beauties of all shapes and sizes have been sent to Your Majesty, but no one has ever caught Your Majesty's eye, and the harem is empty.

The young master sleeping on the dragon bed is the first person favored by His Majesty. His status is extremely special and the steward dare not neglect him in the slightest.

Shangguan Yuan frowned: "Is he a pig? How can he sleep so well?"

The steward lowered his head and dared not speak.

Shangguan Yuan looked at the sleeping Song Guo and felt a little dissatisfied. As his man, not only did she not help him get up and change clothes before he went to court, but she also slept soundly. How could this be acceptable!

Shangguan Yuan frowned and roughly (gently) pulled the man up, "Wake up, wake up."

Song Guo opened his eyes sleepily, his body swaying from side to side, and was about to fall asleep again. Shangguan quickly covered Song Guo's face with a wet handkerchief. The warm handkerchief pulled Song Guo back from playing chess with Zhou Gong.

The steward's pupils contracted. This, this young master is really unbecoming! How can he let the emperor, who is a royal family, serve him?

Song Guo woke up completely. He didn't know why, but when he saw his lover's stern face, he always felt that his lover was like an old-fashioned professor, very old-fashioned.

Song Guo pulled Shangguan Yuan's face to the sides and said, "Don't always have such a stern face. Smile more. You look more handsome when you smile."

Shangguan Yuan felt very curious. This little beauty was not afraid of him and even dared to touch his dragon body. She was so bold and presumptuous. This little beauty was really fun.

The steward was dumbfounded. "How dare you be so rude to His Majesty!"

Song Guo subconsciously let go of his hand and put it behind his back, "It's not me, I didn't do it, I'm innocent." The three consecutive denials left the knowledgeable steward at a loss.

Shangguan Yuan waved his hand and asked the steward to step aside, "It's okay, you can leave."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The steward raised Song Guo's status. It seemed that His Majesty was very satisfied with this young master.

"What's your name?"

"I, my name is Song Guo, you can call me Guoguo." Song Guo pursed her lips and smiled. Shangguan Yuan asked lightly: "What's the matter? Didn't the people of Shampoo teach you the rules?" Shangguan Yuan was simply curious. No one dared to call me that in front of him.

Shangguan Yuan didn't think anything of it, but the steward was dissatisfied. How could this young master have no rules at all? Where is the order of respect and inferiority? Calling me in front of His Majesty is a contempt of the imperial power and is a serious crime.

Song Guo then remembered that he was now in the ancient times where hierarchy was strict. He had just been a little disrespectful. He always relaxed himself in front of his lover. No, he had to be more careful next time.

Song Guo stared at Shangguan Yuan and stuttered, "Is the common people guilty?" Is he calling him common people? Wow, there were so many rules in ancient times. This was too difficult for a little squirrel like him.

Shangguan Yuan's face darkened instantly, and he pinched Song Guo's chin, "Why do you call yourself a commoner? You are my beloved concubine, you should call yourself this palace, understand?"

"I, I understand." Song Guo replied with her mouth pinched into the shape of a goldfish.

Although Song Guo did not understand the ranks of concubines, he was still clear that the position of a concubine had to be promoted step by step. How could someone like him become a noble concubine right from the start? It was clear that he was just a cannon fodder sent by the country of Champagne yesterday.

Well, there is no one else in A Yuan's harem, so does he become the boss of the harem in one fell swoop?! I heard that the cakes in the palace are delicious, can he instruct the imperial chef to make different cakes for him every day? Just thinking about it makes the little squirrel swell.

Shangguan Yuan held his forehead, and Song Guo also realized that he was wrong again. There were so many self-proclaimed names in ancient times. The little squirrel was very embarrassed.

Shangguan Yuan looked at Song Guo with sympathy, and said slowly, "It doesn't matter. Since the Kingdom of Shampoo has never taught you the rules, you don't have to follow them. I allow you to call yourself me in front of me." Shangguan Yuan sighed, "I have taken great pains for you, so that you won't make a fool of yourself again."

"Thank you then." Song Guo forced a business smile.

"No need to thank me, Steward Wang. Ask the imperial chef to prepare more brain-boosting meals for the imperial concubine to help replenish her brain." Shangguan Yuan raised the corners of his mouth and said seriously.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The steward bowed and responded respectfully.

Song Guo clenched his fists in his heart and thought, I will endure it, I will endure it. A Yuan is the emperor now, don't bother with him, don't bother with him. Be patient for a while and everything will be calm. Be calm, be calm.

"A Yuan, no, Your Majesty, I'm hungry." Song Guo covered his stomach. He hadn't eaten properly for several days. His lover tossed him around last night. He felt like he could swallow a cow now.

A tyrant is worthy of being a tyrant. When Shangguan Yuan heard Song Guo change his words and call him the same thing as everyone else, the smile on his face disappeared. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his face became dark, like a dark cloud, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"You are the same. It turns out that you also wish I were dead--" Shangguan Yuan pinched Song Guo's neck, tightening his fingers slightly. The palace people trembled. Oh no, His Majesty was ill again.

Song Guo, who was caught off guard and had her neck grabbed, looked at her lover who was about to go berserk, and hooked her hands around his waist, "A Yuan, A Yuan, calm down, calm down."

"Hachi, Hachi, is there anything that can calm A Yuan down? Hurry up."

[Here it comes. Here it comes.] System 008 bought a "calming incense" for his little Guoer. As long as they smell the fragrance of his little Guoer, they can calm down the violent people. At the same time, his little Guoer's blood can also detoxify all kinds of poisons.

The scent of pine with a hint of grass and wood rushed into Shangguan Yuan's nose, and the redness in his eyes faded away. The throbbing pain in his head was relieved as well. Shangguan Yuan buried his head in Song Guo's neck eagerly, sniffing the pine scent that made him calm.

Song Guo traced his lover's back, and a circle of horrible finger marks appeared around his white neck, which looked extremely scary.

All the palace servants were terrified, thinking that the new imperial concubine would not be able to escape this disaster and would be strangled to death on the spot by the tyrant. Unexpectedly, the tyrant inexplicably got better and held the imperial concubine tightly.

The butler wiped the sweat from his forehead and said thank God, thank God.

Who on earth was this imperial concubine, and how could she restore the sanity of the rampaging emperor? The steward couldn't figure it out, but he might as well worship Song Guo as an ancestor.

As long as the imperial concubine can cure His Majesty's madness, it won't be a problem even if the imperial concubine does not follow the rules.