The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

It is different from the side hall.

Standing here at this moment, Shu Le finally heard the warning sound resounding in his ears and the roar of the battleship.

Not far away, a group of guards in court uniforms were running fast, and they didn't even have time to take a look at Shu Le.

Shu Le unhurriedly dragged Guan Jinxiu into a bed, and helped him cover the quilt by the way.

Then he took out a palace gown from the guard's room next to the side hall and changed into it.

Stepped out of the hall door, and walked leisurely to the location of the main hall.

Capital Star is always gloomy after winter, and it snowed several times in a row a few days ago.

But today the sun came out.

The sun shone warmly on Shu Le.

He probed his forehead, but he couldn't tell if he still had a fever or was too warm from the sun.

But these are not important, because Shu Le is really in a good mood.

When I met a cute little palace lady on the road, I would still raise a smile and blink my eyes: "Beautiful ladies and sisters, there is going to be a war, you should quickly hide and hide."

The maid in the palace was only fourteen or fifteen years old, so naturally she couldn't recognize who Shu Le was. She blushed a few words and asked shyly where Shu Le was working.

Shu Le rubbed his nose, and said without guilt at all: "Beautiful sisters, I'm doing chores in Your Majesty's palace, you see, I'm busy rushing there."

Several palace servants looked at each other with pity on their faces.

They have stayed in this palace for a long time, and they are more and more familiar with the rules inside——

If Shu Le had been working in other palaces, maybe he could survive this coup d'état.

It's a pity that he was born in His Majesty's palace.

The palace attendants didn't dare to say it clearly, but they couldn't bear to look at Shu Le's face full of beautiful smiles, they hesitated and reminded again and again: "It's not peaceful right now, Your Majesty, you have to be careful when you go."

Another round-faced palace attendant answered, "Yes, I heard that the Federation's First Legion is about to invade, and the bell at the city gate just now was an early warning."

Called in?

Shu Le was stunned for a while, he was locked up not long ago, and the outside world has changed?

He opened his mouth and couldn't help asking: "So fast? Sisters, don't we have a marshal?"

The expressions of the palace attendants changed, as if they were struggling for a while, they leaned closer to Shu Le's ear, and said softly: "We also listened to what the good guards said, the Marshal didn't seem to go to fight at all..."

Their expressions were a little dignified: "They said that the Marshal is missing."

Shu Le: "..."

Shu Le was silent for a while, did not continue to ask, but said with a smile: "Pretty sisters, don't worry, the Marshal will definitely find a way."

He tugged at the palace clothes that didn't fit him, and waved to several young maids, "I'm going to continue working, ladies and sisters, I wish you more and more beautiful, and marry a good man in the future!"

The harsh winter wind was blowing on his face.

After running for a while, Shu Le leaned against the wall and stopped, panting heavily.

The cough overflowing from his mouth could not be restrained, he coughed violently for a while, and then slowly sat down along the wall.

Qingyun interjected inappropriately: "Lele, you are really getting worse and worse."

Shu Le coughed a few more times, and angrily accused: "You are not good, how can you be a man!"

Qingyun thought for a while: "Fortunately, I'm not a man."

Shu Le: "..."

Maybe it was because he was really in a hurry, and because he had a bad cold before, Shu Le only felt pain all over his body.

He rested for a while, then stood up slowly while leaning against the wall.

Halfway up, he shook his body.

Qingyun suddenly said: "Are you thinking about Gu Rong?"

Shu Le was stunned for a moment: "What do I think he is doing?"

Qingyun said: "You just helped him speak well."

Shu Le said: "Then why not? Shall I tell them that Gu Rong has rebelled?"

Qingyun was silent for a few seconds, then changed the subject and said, "Go a little further from here, then turn right and you will arrive at the main hall."

Shu Le patted his butt, got up and sighed to Qing Yun: "Oh, I really miss the days when you were still a mech."

Qing Yun: "...Are you worried that you won't be able to kill the old emperor alone?"

Shu Le: "Hee hee hee."

The main entrance of the main hall of the palace is magnificent, and the golden lotus carved directly above the gate can be seen from a long distance.

The temple door is open.

Shu Le saw the old emperor sitting on the throne in the main hall at a glance.

As soon as he stepped up the steps, he was stopped by the guard at the door: "What are you doing?"

Shu Le made a trumpet with his hand, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, it's boring for you to sit inside, so why don't you invite me in to have a chat?"

The old emperor: "..."

Probably because Shu Le was too shameless, the old emperor actually let him in.

The palace servants in the palace are still in place as usual.

If it weren't for the trembling expressions on their faces, Shu Le would have given them a dedication award.

The old emperor's face was also not very good-looking.

Especially when he saw Shu Le's relaxed face, he smiled coldly: "Boy, I wanted to find you a safe place to stay, but I didn't expect you to be not afraid of death."

Shu Le stopped in the middle of the hall, spread his hands and said, "I'm afraid of death, but I think you must be quite afraid of my death."

The smile on the corner of the old emperor's mouth became colder: "Really?"

Shu Le: "Yes, I heard that Gu Rong is missing?"

Before the words fell, the last trace of the smile on the emperor's lips disappeared.

He looked at Shu Le grimly: "Do you know where he went?"

Shu Le laughed immediately, shook his head and said, "You should know better than anyone else how bad the relationship between Gu Rong and I is."

Then Wei Wei paused for a few seconds, curled the corner of his mouth and said, "I don't want to die, actually, I want Gu Rong to die quickly more than you...Maybe?"

The old emperor slapped the luxurious desk in front of him so violently that several sheets of paper fell to the ground: "Shu Le! You are so courageous! What are you calling Gu?!"

Shu Le raised his face in surprise and said, "Hey, are you angry for calling you immortal?"

"Then let me shout a few more times, Immortal, Immortal, Immortal!"

The old emperor: "..."

The old emperor turned pale with anger, and raised his trembling fingers to point at Shu Le: "You... Shu Le! Do you think I will kill you like this?!"

Shu Le seemed to be very regretful and said: "Of course not. Although you have wanted to kill me for a long time, you will definitely not do it now, because you are afraid of Gu Rong."

He took another two steps forward, and said sincerely, "But, actually, I didn't come to you specifically to scold you."

The old emperor: "..."

Shu Le said: "I just want to ask you, what was written on the impeachment case of the Shu family that you saw from Guan Jinxiu back then?"

The old emperor froze for a few seconds, then said with a distorted expression: "That bitch Guan Jinxiu told you?"

Although Shu Le has always felt that this lunatic who is obsessed with the throne probably doesn't have much true affection for his son.

But after putting everything on the table at this time, it still feels too ugly.

Shu Le shook his head: "I said that if you don't die, you may only have this one son in your life, so you have to be kind."

The old emperor looked at Shu Le coldly, his fingers on the throne were pale and withered.

He sneered and said, "A child of an old prostitute is also worthy of becoming a prince? If it weren't for his good mental strength and his friendship with that kid from the Gu family, he might never even think about stepping into the aristocratic circle until he dies!"

Shu Le: "..."

Fine.

Miserable or Guan Jinxiu.

It was rare for Shu Le to realize his conscience, and felt that it was not meaningful to reveal Guan Jinxiu's background here.

Just as he was about to change the subject, he was interrupted by the emperor again.

"Is he the one who let you out? It really is the son of a bitch, a born bitch!"

Shu Le: "..."

Ugh.

Fortunately, the poor child Guan Jinxiu was knocked out by him.

Shu Le silently raised his head and glanced at the old emperor, and said quietly: "Then you even go to the slut, isn't it more dissatisfied than the slut?"

The old emperor was choked up by Shu Le suddenly, his face turned pale and white, as wonderful as it could be.

Shu Le looked at his complex expression, and suddenly realized that he might have accidentally guessed the key point of the question.

He thought about it for a few seconds, observed the old emperor carefully, and said encouragingly: "Your Majesty, a man can't do it, he must be cured if he is sick..."

"Come here! Take Shu Le down to Gu! Pull him down and lock him up!"

Shu Le just laughed out loud.

He waved his hand at the emperor: "Immortal, if you drag me out now, in half a week I will spread the news of your inhumane behavior throughout the entire empire."

The old emperor was so angry that he almost couldn't move, staring at Shu Le maliciously as if he wanted to bite off a piece of meat.

He stared at Shu Le for a long while, and gestured to the palace guards who came up: "Retreat alone! Don't come in without orders!"

The palace attendants seemed to see the hope of life again, and went out in a hurry.

For a while, the hall became quiet again.

Shu Le has been chattering for too long, and now she finally can't stand up anymore.

He simply wiped it off and sat down very casually.

The noise outside the hall seems to be in the ear, and the metal sound of the mechs colliding makes people's ears painful.

Shu Le raised her head with a smile, and glanced at the old emperor sitting in the hall: "Oh, there are only you and me left."

The emperor's face was as cold as a thousand-year-old ice cube, and he twitched the corners of his mouth: "You have put in so much effort just to ask Gu, why did the Shu family die?"

Shu Le tilted his body lazily: "It's impossible for me to have a romantic relationship with you. Apart from these old things, what else do you think is worth my trip?"

The old emperor took another deep breath.

He seemed to have remembered something, and a malicious smile slowly appeared on his mouth: "Okay, don't you want to know why your whole family is going to die? Solitary to satisfy you—"

The emaciated king on the throne has long since lost his usual appearance in front of the nobles.

When mentioning the Shu family, his expression was gloomy and tyrannical, as if he had been dug up some dark secret.

The emperor raised his trembling hand, as if he was about to call someone, but the palace door was pushed open from the outside in the next second!

Rushing into the palace was probably the only remaining bodyguard of the lonely king.

Shu Le squinted his eyes, he had heard Shu Weiqing talk about the origin of this royal guard.

According to legend, it is passed down from generation to generation by each king, and he is only loyal to the emperor.

The personal guard wore a different uniform from that of the palace guards, with a light-colored golden lotus neatly embroidered on the brim of the hat.

The guard looked anxious, with almost invisible panic in his tone, knelt down and said: "Your Majesty! The First Federation Army has entered the city gate, please leave immediately with your majesty!"

The old emperor's composure, which he could barely maintain, collapsed in an instant.

He suddenly stood up and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about?! Where is Gu Rong? Have you found Gu Rong! Let him lead the troops to fight immediately!"

The guard's face did not relax because of Gu Rong's name, but became more dignified.

He paused, knelt down and saluted the emperor, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, the bandit headed by the federal rebels is Gu Rong."

"This is impossible!!!"

The old emperor collapsed on the Baoguang shining throne in an instant.

He seemed to have had his spine removed, and he was blank for a while in disbelief.

Suddenly, his eyes shifted, and he looked at Shu Le who was sitting below watching the excitement.

The dying and skinny king seemed to have found the last sliver of life. He pointed at Shu Le and said, "I don't believe it! Shu Le is still here, but I don't believe him, Gu Rong dares to rebel!!"

The commotion in the hall was really too loud.

The old emperor's words were too heartbreaking.

For a moment, the eyes of the whole hall were all on Shu Le.

Shu Le looked back innocently, then moved his position again, and leaned himself comfortably against the relief pillar in the hall.

He coughed a few times, and then he grinned when he was calmed down: "What are you looking at me for? How did Gu Rong know that I came here? Maybe the person he sent to find me was empty." ?”

at the same time.

A battleship hanging over the city gate seemed to be ready to enter the palace for the last time.

Gu Rong stood in the main cabin and waited for a long time.

Finally, the hatch opened.

Only Song Rushuang came in alone.

Gu Rong's eyes suddenly changed drastically.

He stood up almost immediately, took two steps forward and grabbed Song Rushuang by the collar: "Where is Shu Le!? Didn't you say that you would bring Shu Le back!? His physical condition can no longer hold on!! "

Song Rushuang sneered.

He pushed Gu Rong away fiercely, and adjusted his collar back again, as if mocking or self-deprecating: "Yes, but the premise of everything is--I have to see Shu Le."

Song Rushuang gritted her teeth: "It's an excuse to let Shu Le enter the palace so that you can arrange forced palace...and then immediately ask me to see a doctor for Shu Le, and then take him out of the palace to have a round with you..."

"Master Marshal, don't you think you have arranged it well? What about Shule?!"

"Where's Shule?!"