Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 172 Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 10
Jing Chuantang pinched the back of her hand, his face was like a disciple, and his voice was deep and magnetic.

"As a courtier, I should solve your majesty's worries and problems."

Quan Jiu: Hehe, I think you want to take off your clothes.

She took the porcelain white wine glass and drank it down in one gulp. When the rice wine entered her stomach, Quan Jiu frowned.

Such a strong wine, from the throat to the esophagus, it was scorching hot all the way.

"Cough cough cough..."

She didn't hold back, but still choked.

Jing Chuantang smiled even more happily, and even took out a handkerchief to wipe the wine stains on her lips gently.

Quan Jiu: ...I always feel that the next second, he will take out a knife and hack her to death.

"Ergou, he is really perverted."

001: "Don't you just like perverts?"

Shen Qingze's cage, he thought she lived quite comfortably.

Xu Zhu was wearing a golden silk and white jade robe, elegant and fashionable, and what he saw was the scene of Quan Jiu and Jing Chuantang "flirting with love and affection".

His face was slightly gloomy, and he couldn't bear it and said:
"It really makes me dizzy."

On the day of offering sacrifices to the heavens and praying for blessings, how long has it been since she started to look for other targets in the ancestral hall?
Not to mention that this object is still supported by all people, and it is rumored that Jing Chuantang has a rebellious heart.

I'm afraid that in the end, she doesn't even know how she died.

As soon as Quan Jiu finished drinking the wine Jing Chuantang handed over, he looked straight into Shang Xu Zhu's cold black eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she blinked innocently.

If he insists on feeding, I can’t help it either.

"Master, are you here?"

She took the initiative to greet Xu Zhu.

After the early morning of this day, it was the third day of Duanchangxiang's attack, and it was probably to see how she died.

"Come here, give the national teacher a seat."

The origin of Xu Zhu is very strange. There was a flood in Qianqiu Kingdom, and the first emperor sent many ministers to relieve the disaster, but none of them worked.

An eminent monk figured out that the nobleman who could solve the flood problem was in the south. In the same year, there happened to be a Jianghu hero in the south who was admired by the people, and it was Xu Zhu.

The most miraculous thing was that after Xu Zhu cast the spell, the torrential rain that had lasted for a whole month suddenly stopped the next day, the sky cleared up, and a rainbow of seven colors hung high.

The court was shocked, and the first emperor immediately appointed Xu Zhu as the national teacher of the Qianqiu Kingdom. His status was higher than that of the officials of the hundred dynasties, and he could even disobey the royal family's orders.

Xu Zhu took a seat on the lower left of Quan Jiu, slightly higher than Feng Zhuo.

"General Jing's triumphant return is really a blessing to the common people. As Qianqiu's national teacher, I should come to congratulate him."

Only then did Quan Jiu realize that he did not reward Jingchuantang:

"Jing Aiqing, you have contributed a lot to defending against the enemy this time, what reward do you want?"

She can afford a high official title, ten thousand hectares of fertile land, and a peerless beauty.

Jing Chuantang sat lazily beside Quan Jiu, his clothes slightly unbuttoned, and his lips were rosy after drinking two glasses of wine.

"A reward..."

His eyes wandered over Quan Jiu.

"Why don't your majesty accompany the ministers tonight without getting drunk?"

Quan Jiu was stunned: "That's it?"

Everyone said that Jing Chuantang was ambitious, but she thought he would take the opportunity to speak loudly.

Jing Chuantang poured her another glass of wine:

"That's it."

He wanted to tear off her mask to see what kind of person was hidden under this skin.

Quan Jiu was not the only one who was shocked, all civil and military officials in the court stared wide-eyed, guessing what Jing Chuantang was thinking.

What about raising troops to rebel?

What about committing the following crimes?

Why did you clink glasses and drink?

Could it be that it was to make the emperor let go of his guard so that he could find an opportunity to attack?
No one believed that Jing Chuantang really liked Quan Jiu.

It is absolutely impossible for this incompetent empress with a bad reputation to be in the eyes of Jingchuantang.

Feng Zhuo looked up at the two people who were fighting for wine, his eyes were unclear.

"My lord."

The soft voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Chu Yingying, the only daughter of the servant of the Ministry of Punishment, standing in front of his desk.

Quan Jiu cast his eyes over watching the show.

Everyone in the capital knows that the talented girl Chu Yingying has admired Feng Zhuo for a long time.

Feng Zhuo: "What's the matter?"

"Yingying recently read the "Five Classics" and found a lot of things that are worthy of further study. I wonder if the prince is free to explain the confusion for the little girl."

Feng Zhuo: "No time."

"puff."

Quan Jiu couldn't hold back, and directly sprayed out the wine.

Jing Chuantang looked at her with a half-smile, and approached her ear:

"very funny?"

Quan Jiu: "Ahem... the wine is too strong."

Seeing Feng Zhuo's jokes, she doesn't have the guts yet.

Seeing the movement of the two biting their ears, Xu Zhu poured himself a glass of wine without saying a word, and drank it sullenly.

Chu Yingying was not embarrassed when she was rejected by Feng Zhuo.

"The prince is busy with political affairs, it's the little girl who is confused."

Feng Zhuo put his hands on his knees, and nodded indifferently.

"Your Majesty, what do you think of the Prince Regent's beauty?"

Jing Chuantang continued to whisper to her.

Quan Jiu became interested: "Why, have you taken a fancy to him?"

Marry Feng Zhuo to Jing Chuantang, think about it carefully, this idea is really good.

The corners of Jing Chuantang's mouth slightly raised, staring into Quan Jiu's eyes:
"I am a womanizer."

"Like Your Majesty."

Quan Jiu: "..."

"It's over, Ergou, he won't fall in love with me at first sight."

A set of sassy talk.

001: "Maybe you've got your head shot."

Quan Jiu: "..."

Such a beautiful and tragic love story.

At the dinner that followed, Jing Chuantang took her to drink a lot of wine, as if he would never stop until he got her drunk.

Zhu Yan is prone to drunkenness, and after drinking a pot of wine, her eyes will become blurred.

Seeing this, Jing Chuantang gave up and looked at her with a smile.

"Your Majesty, you are drunk."

Quan Jiu: "I'm not drunk."

Jing Chuantang smiled without saying a word.

Quan Jiu slapped the long table with a slap, and stood up abruptly.

"I'm really not drunk! If you don't believe me, look! I can still walk by myself!"

In full view, she stumbled down the steps, nearly falling several times.

Quan Jiu's cheeks were flushed, and he looked around the audience, with the attitude of "randomly draw a lucky person to sleep with tonight".

The ministers who looked at her immediately lowered their heads, especially the handsome man, who wanted to get into the cracks in the ground to escape her clutches.

Quan Jiu smiled idiotically, and walked towards Feng Zhuo firmly amidst everyone's surprised and shocked eyes.

The drunken woman grabbed Feng Zhuo's wide sleeves and shook them lightly, her red lips glistened with water, which seemed to be coquettish.

"Aiqing..."

Feng Zhuo: "..."

Quan Jiu suddenly approached his ear:

"General Jing is so scary, please save me quickly."

Feng Zhuo's long eyes narrowed slightly, so she was pretending to be drunk.

Looking down at the woman squatting in front of the wheelchair, the suffocation in his chest tonight is much relieved.

Well, not too stupid.

A person who knows who is reliable will not be fooled by Jingchuantang with a pot of wine.

He gave a faint "hmm", and stopped the movement that was going to shake off Quan Jiu.

"Your Majesty is drunk, I will send her back to the bedroom."

When the regent spoke, no one dared to stop him, and the two returned to the bedroom unimpeded.

Quan Jiu was really a little drunk, she walked beside Feng Zhuo, staring at the man's legs.

I don't know if this leg is still cured...

"Your Majesty, we are here."

The two have already arrived outside the bedroom.

Quan Jiu nodded, he staggered up the steps, one of them lost his footing, and rushed towards Feng Zhuo's trouser legs.

There was something soft in my hand.

When she looked up, she saw the man's long straight and slender legs under the white trousers and robe that she had pulled to his ankles.

Quan Jiu swallowed his saliva:
"Aiqing, your legs are really white."

　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)