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

Chapter 67

Royal Palace
When He Guiren came out of Concubine Rong's residence, she showed dissatisfaction.

"Humeizi, she likes to dress up and look good on weekdays. When His Majesty is sick, she still keeps His Majesty alone and doesn't let others get close."

It was really helpless for He Guiren to enter the palace at the beginning. Under the double oppression of her aunt and queen mother and her family, she could only feed the tiger with her body for the sake of the family's future and future.

Since I was a child, I heard that His Majesty is physically weak and has a violent temper.

She doesn't like His Majesty, no matter how good-looking His Majesty is, it's useless, what she likes is a mighty and majestic man.After entering the palace, He Guiren thought that with the influence of the queen mother and her beauty, she would be favored by His Majesty.

Can……

"Your Majesty must have been bewitched by Princess Nanliang's sorcery to be so abnormal."

He Guiren didn't want to believe that she was not attractive enough. She could look down on that sick tyrant, but she couldn't accept that the tyrant was indifferent to her.

Thinking of this, He Guiren suddenly smiled and beckoned to call his maid.

"Isn't Concubine Chu in Huangzhuang outside? Your Majesty is lingering on the sick bed, and she must be physically and mentally exhausted from taking care of her. I have a kind heart and give our Concubine Chu some fun to play so that she won't be lonely."

"Yes."

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Suburban Huangzhuang
Chu Zhiyu was entangled by the tyrant with silk thread and gold thread for a whole day, but Sanshui sneaked in at night and released the little fox.

Chu Zhiyu was unconscious when she was released, if she hadn't been using spiritual energy to maintain blood circulation.

Almost died on the spot.

"Damn emperor, you are cruel and ruthless. The majestic emperor still lacks that quilt. Allow you to be a hooligan, but don't let me use the quilt to take revenge?"

Chu Zhiyu sneered, sat on the stool and poured herself a cup of herbal tea to cool down.

"Almost killed me again and again, it really is a disaster."

She was used to being spoiled in the clan, but it was the first time someone dared to treat her like this.

"Very well, you managed to get my attention."

"Let's wait and see...

See if you trick me to death first, or I will boil you to death first. "

Thinking of the tyrant's lingering sickness, Chu Zhiyu smiled with a sure chance of winning. At present, it seems that the probability of the tyrant going west ahead of him is higher.

Lan Ye knocked on the door outside, and asked through the door, "Madam, do you want your servant to prepare soup?"

"What are you preparing soup for?"

Qin Zhu was in a hurry, she signaled Lan Ye to try her best to persuade the empress.

"Miss Hu runs to His Majesty's residence all day long. Looking at the harem, you are the only one who can leave a servant. You can't let her take advantage of such a good opportunity. This soup is specially ordered by the servant to make the soup carefully. Boil it and add minced meat, His Majesty will definitely like it."

As a competent court lady, Lan Ye did not fight uncertain battles, and had ordered the soup to be prepared before asking Concubine Chu for instructions.

Concubine Chu's low voice came from inside the door, "I won't go."

Qin Zhu sighed, and muttered softly, "Your Majesty must have been frustrated by Ms. Hu. Really, Ms. Hu hasn't entered the palace yet. She is still Hu Xiang's daughter who is so arrogant and dares to compete with her for favor in front of His Majesty. don't know."

"Be careful." Lan Ye gave up trying to persuade her own mother.

She pulled Qinzhu away, "Since your mother is in a bad mood, don't bother your mother here, it's better to let your mother calm down, and wait for your mother to cheer up."

There was no movement outside.

Chu Zhiyu yawned lazily, she was still living happily in Huangzhuang outside, no one cared about her, she could go to bed to practice at any time.

Putting down the curtain, Chu Zhiyu sat cross-legged and practiced with her eyes closed.

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Zhiyu suddenly opened his eyes, moved his ears, and looked out the window.

(End of this chapter)