The tyrant is too fierce!I'm happy with my dear concubine

Chapter 374

"I only have you."

and so--

You must not die.

……

With a heavy breath in his chest, Qin Sheng went straight to the imperial study.

Impatiently dismissing the service from the palace servants, he frowned and sat behind the table.

Eyes are out of focus.

Lost vision.

After a while, King Qin got up, walked around the imperial study a few times, walked to the door and came back.

Stare hard at the closed door.

The frown became deeper and deeper.

It can be compared to the ravines of the Thirteen Ridges in Fangshan.

"Why don't you come to me?"

He was talking to himself, and suddenly realized that he was worried here...

He cleared his throat, straightened his appearance, and restrained his expression.

Calmly and expressionlessly, he returned to the back of the table and picked up the vermilion pen.

Open the memorial.

But the ink brush was hanging in the air, and the pen was not written for a long time, and the ink was dense on the memorial.

"What kind of memorial did you write? It's nonsense."

King Qin looked down and was annoyed.

With a wave of his hand, he drew a cross fiercely on it.

It still didn't look pleasing to the eye, so he threw the memorial on the ground and stomped on it a few times.

An incense stick of time passed.

The mountain of memorials on King Qin's desk hadn't been corrected yet, so he threw away the ink brush and tapped his fingers on the table.

Sanshui shrank his head and came in.

He had already heard the slight movement inside from the outside.

"cough--"

King Qin was aloof, and cleared his throat expressionlessly.

"Where is Concubine Chu?"

"Your Majesty, where is Concubine Chu in Zichen Palace?"

Qin Sheng raised his eyebrows, "Didn't come out half a step?"

You didn't even come to me to admit your mistake?
"Yes."

Sanshui replied anxiously, it's over, gods fight and mortals suffer.

Your Majesty, hurry up and bow your head to coax Your Majesty!

Qin Sheng sneered.

But then the brows tightened again.

"It's not good, I am the lord of a country, how can I be led by the nose by a mere little fox?"

It is Sanshui's unshirkable responsibility as the chief eunuch to share his majesty's worries.

It's his job.

If you want to do this job well, you have to think about what His Majesty thinks, and think about what Your Majesty thinks.

"Your Majesty, there is one more thing. The slave has always wanted to ask you for instructions."

"Say."

"It stands to reason that Concubine Hu, as the daughter of a treacherous and criminal minister, should be thrown into the mass burial ground together with the criminal minister, but after all, Concubine Hu is a member of the harem, and the people under her do not dare to make good decisions, so they put the coffin on hold for the time being. Shelving it in the ice cellar, waiting for your disposal."

How could an ordinary concubine get this kind of treatment.

Naturally, the daughter of a criminal subject was thrown into a mass burial ground according to the usual practice, and no one collected her body.

However, Concubine Hu was still different to King Qin.

Sure enough, Qin Sheng was stunned for a moment, his eyebrows lowered.

Stretch your long legs and walk out.

"I'm going to see her."

San Shui Jian finally diverted His Majesty's attention, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that His Majesty was going to see Concubine Hu's body.

He hurried to follow.

Advise, "Your Majesty, if it's hot today, even if Concubine Hu's body was put in the ice cellar in time for preservation by the people below, after all these days since her death, her appearance will definitely be damaged and it will be an eyesore!"

It's not just as simple as loss of appearance.

Sanshui still put it mildly.

"Beauty withered bones, nothing more than skin, after all..."

He sighed and said nothing.

Sanshui didn't say much.

And Qin Sheng closed his eyes after seeing Concubine Hu's miserable situation, "One arrow pierces the heart, such a precise arrow technique."

Sanshui hesitated, "Do you want the servant to find that person?"

"Need not."

The king of Qin didn't intend to punish the sharp shooter, "This is what fate should be."

His face was pale from the cold in the ice cellar, and his fingers curled up together.

"Haosheng is buried as a concubine."

(End of this chapter)