Quick Transmigration System: The Scum Girl and the Villain Are the Perfect Match

  Chapter 66 Counterattack after the Abandonment of Cold Palace 4

  The emperor didn’t even sit down, how dare she call a noble concubine!

  At this time, the emperor’s heart was a little bit painful, and the look in Yue Xi's eyes before closing the door was extremely cold, without the slightest emotion.

  Not even a hint of resentment! !

  Did she really let go, or

  For the first time, this long-standing emperor was in a state of confusion.

   "Mother, you are like this, will the emperor do you?" The little palace lady was so anxious that she would cry. She was really afraid that her head would move at any time.

   "What are you afraid of." Yue Xi smiled sweetly like honey, "It won't be long before I will sit in that position again."

  The woman in the mirror casually draped a blue silk behind her, her skin became whiter and more delicate, glowing in the dim environment, and those twinkling eyes could be drowned just by looking at it.

  This haggard empress, instead of sinking down, she has become more and more radiant.

  The little palace lady shook her head, the obsession in her eyes faded away, her face flushed, and she hurriedly packed the things in the room and stepped back.

  "You, you are so beautiful, you were born to be a disaster for the country and the people." Yue Xi kissed the mirror, her face intoxicated.

  This host of narcissism is almost blind! ! The system looked at the host holding the mirror madly, turned his face, and continued to hide in the corner and circle.

  In the Imperial Study Room, the angry emperor picked up the wrinkles on the table and threw it towards the faces of the ministers who were kneeling on the ground.

"The border has been violent again and again! My Chinese people are miserable. There are even moths concealing the news and squeezing the people on the border, causing some rebellious officials and thieves at the border to take the opportunity to revolt!" He stood up, and it was almost straightforward since he took the right in his hand. Ten years ago, this feeling of being offended, except for the moment I looked at myself after being in the cold palace half a month ago, is now!

   Rubbed his aching forehead, the emperor sat down, how recently, he often thought of her, the cold and unsentimental eyes made him feel that something was moving away from him.

   "The emperor, the first-class guard with a knife has rushed back from the border." The chief **** walked in with joy and knelt on the ground respectfully. "Shiwei Fu is superb. You suppressed those rashers who took advantage of the chaos."

   "Let him in." The emperor finally had a smile on his face. He looked at the trembling minister on the ground and snorted coldly, "You are not as good as a guard, get out!"

   "Yes." Several ministers hurriedly got up, bent over and backed out.

  Walking to the door, walking towards him, Fu Chengchuan, who was full of murderous air, had a face-to-face meeting with several ministers.

  Several ministers stopped at the entrance of the Imperial Study Room, looked at the young man's back, and shook their heads.

   "It's really a young hero, but it's a pity that status."

  As everyone knows, Fu Chengchuan is the most favored guard with a sword in front of the emperor. When the emperor first took the throne, an older child was picked up from a small beggar among the folks.

  Because of his talent and brilliant martial arts, he was exceptionally awarded as a first-grade guard with swords by the emperor.

  In this country that pays attention to the inheritance of the clan, a man from grass roots can climb to this position, which is already considered very good.

  The ministers shook their heads, and then left.

   "You did a good job. If you have anything you want, I will reward you all." Huangfu Shenghua was very happy, and his eyes were full of appreciation for Fu Chengchuan.

  Courageous and strategic, superb martial arts, brilliant and extraordinary, and loyal to himself.

  It’s a pity, he was born in grassroots. If he was a son of the clan, he would definitely be able to be promoted to the court and do more for him.

A trace of regret flashed in his heart, and the emperor looked at Fu Chengchuan, who was kneeling at his feet, who was neither humble nor yelling.

  There was no emotion in those eyes that were as sharp as eagles, Fu Chengchuan said lightly, "Serving the emperor is the duty of a minister."

   "Hahaha." The emperor laughed, "You are too undesirable."

  (End of this chapter)