Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 439 Dog Emperor, Get the hell out of here!
I don't have the honor to meet the emperor on weekdays.

Now I am honored, but it is the last time!
Their crying hearts are bleeding.

Among the crowd, the unparalleled handsome, outstanding and beautiful man is undoubtedly not the most conspicuous.

As the Ninth Five-Year Lord, he was surrounded by slaves kneeling all over the place, and he had a straight body, cold brows, thin slashed lips, and a handsome face that was as cold as frost, with no emotion at all.

The scene in front of him, to him, seemed to be non-existent.

He's staring at the burning palace. Lost?

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"Ms. Niangniang, what should we do? The fire is too hot, right? The front and rear halls will be burnt soon." "What should we do?"

Murong Wan gritted his teeth: "Hurry up and put out the fire!"

"Ah yes!"

Qiaoyu didn't dare to hesitate, she hurriedly called people to put out the fire.

The people around did not dare to move. They looked at the cold-faced emperor, and then at the angry Murong Wan. For a moment, they didn't know who to listen to.

After all, the fire was set on the emperor's order. Without the emperor's permission, they would only dare to fight the fire unless they didn't want to live.

The people inside die when they die, and the people outside have to live and can't all get in
But Concubine Jin is the emperor's favorite woman, as to how much she loves her.
The reason why the emperor was so angry was because they put the clothes made for Concubine Jin behind the queen, so...
They hesitated, hesitated, could not make up their minds
Murong Wan roared angrily: "Emperor Dog, get the hell out of here!"

Murong Wan's angry words frightened everyone present to death.

If the atmosphere given to them by the emperor just now was just pressure, cold and majestic, they would not dare to look directly at it.

Subconscious surrender.

But a word from the concubine Jin
Is Concubine Jin crazy? !
How dare she be to--

Glancing at the emperor who didn't get angry at all, from the beginning he was cold and unkind, his handsome face was frosty.

Until now, she walked towards Murong Wan in an unusually obedient manner.

Even the cold and impersonal air-conditioning around him was much smaller.

everyone stares at each other
Is this really a pet?
Is it—

Not an ancestor?

To be so obedient, to be so disrespectful to the emperor, to insult the emperor, to order the emperor, the emperor is still very happy?

That's right, it's because they are happy. Seeing that the corners of the emperor's lips have been tense since he arrived, and now they are rising because of Concubine Jin's words.
Then, they changed their begging target one after another, hysterical, wailing and crying: "Mistress Jin, help me!"

"Concubine Jin, please forgive me!"

"Alright, alright!"

Qiaoyu glared at them: "Don't cry! Hurry up and fetch water to save people!"

Everyone didn't dare to hesitate, got up from the ground, and went to fetch water to put out the fire.

He glanced coldly at the man who walked in front of her and stopped in front of her chariot.

"Let me ask you, do you still plan on it?"

"Pass."

A very firm and concise word.

Murong Wan's face was livid: "Then what happened today? Do you still know that you are the emperor of a country?"

Good guy, don't let him touch those women in the harem, he even played with the slaves in the harem, and even let the Shangyi bureau be burned down.

Thanks to her coming in time, otherwise, all the palaces would have been destroyed by him!

It is not allowed to extinguish the fire, and burn down all the palaces in the palace, where to live?on the street? !

The more she thought about it, the more Murong Wan became angrier: "You—you—" She pointed at him, and was so angry that she didn't speak for a long time.

"You are really getting more and more willful!"

　Murong Wan: What kind of sand sculpture emperor is this?
　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)