Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 438 The Emperor Burned the Shangyi Bureau! !

Murong Wan hesitated for a moment, seeing that the young eunuch was fairly handsome, so it could be that he was the steward of the Shangyi Bureau, and he had some special hobbies, right?
"Say it! Don't say I'll kill you!"

Qiaoyu waved her fist to greet him in the face.

"It's the emperor." "The emperor?!"

Murong Wan covered her mouth in shock and stared wide-eyed: "The Emperor forced you?!"

Little eunuch: "."

Qiaoyu: "." Your Majesty, are you sick?
The little eunuch was so distressed by Murong Wan's words to Lei, the words stuck in his throat, he couldn't spit out, couldn't swallow, it was extremely uncomfortable, and his face was even redder.

After a long time, he managed to regain some of his own voice: "The nanny of the Shangyi Bureau ranked the clothes made for Concubine Jin in this draft behind the queen."

"The empress is already a head taller than me, so what's wrong with being on top of me?" Even though Shangguan Qiu was restrained now, it didn't mean that some of the clothes in the palace were missing her.

Therefore, as for the clothes for the draft, there are still hers.

That being said.

The little eunuch was ashamed, trembling, and faltering: "Your Majesty. After the Emperor found out, Long Yan was furious, and ordered people to burn down the Shangyi bureau."

He cried bitterly: "Your Majesty, go and have a look, there are still hundreds of slaves in the Shangyi Bureau blocked by the fire and unable to come out!"

Murong Wan: "."

"."

Heart, can't be calm for a long time

—was shocked.

Murong Wan turned her head and looked at Qiaoyu beside her.

The latter also had the expression of being struck by lightning.

The emperor is too ruthless.

Yesterday I promised my empress not to trouble the concubine.

This time, I went directly to the Shangyi Bureau to find trouble.

Hey?
"Show off the clothing bureau."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness and virtue, this slave will never forget it in this life! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

The Shangyi Bureau is the largest palace in the entire palace, except for the dormitories of second-rank and above concubines.

All the clothes of the masters of some status in the palace are made by the slaves of the Shangyi Bureau.

There are as many as a thousand servants inside.

The nave is where they make and process clothes on weekdays, the front is where they eat, and the back is where they sleep and rest every night.

Murong Wan arrived in a chariot, the fire was ignited in the nave, the raging fire was burning so vigorously, she could see smoke coming from this side from a long distance.

The billowing black smoke and the bright red stars soared upward.

Then look at the court ladies and eunuchs standing aside, kneeling all around and crying and begging for mercy, as well as the inhuman pressure and majesty coming from the emperor, as well as the cruel aura that is hard to ignore .

Goldman kept waving his hands at the side: "Don't cry, don't cry, you will make the emperor cry even more, and I will order your front and back! You will be homeless!"

One word from Goldman Sachs really worked.

As soon as he finished speaking, and just now he was crying to the point of breaking his heart, the servants who were kneeling on the ground immediately became silent, and a needle could be heard when a needle fell on the ground.

This group of servants who could still kneel and cry came out from the front and back halls. The middle hall was on fire. They smelled the smell and felt the heat, so they ran out quickly.

I wanted to rush to put out the fire, but who knew
Knowing that the fire was set by the emperor, they would not dare to save it even if they had a hundred courage.

He could only kneel on the ground, trembling with fear, not daring to take a breath, bearing the unreasonable anger of the emperor, who didn't know where it came from, lowered his status inexplicably, and went to the clothing bureau to trouble them!
(End of this chapter)