Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 870: He Was Calculated

"Emperor!" Exclaimed Shanli, and began to struggle.

That little energy was easily lifted by young people.

With drunken eyes red, and a slight spray of alcohol on her nose, the young man sneered, "I have done so much to seduce, but now I'm pretending? Rest assured, obediently, tell me which palace or young lady you are, Tomorrow I will cover you. "

His words have no emotion and can make people cold like falling in an ice cave. .

"Why didn't you earn it? Did you really seduce me?" The boy's red eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at her with a taunt, "Fate?"

Good Faith stared straight at him, overflowing with water under his eyes, wet his eyelashes, but stubbornly refused to fall.

"Yeah!" Feng Moji turned over and lay aside, and raised his hand to wave at will. "Okay, get out, I'm not interested in you. The third house and the sixth house are there, and I don't have to force a little housemaid."

The words are very hurting, but it is true.

After the words were over, the teenager turned over and slept again. It was not clear whether he was dreaming or she was dreaming.

Close the loosened placket, hold it tightly, and favor the person who turned his head to look at the person who fell asleep in an instant, and her teeth almost broke her red lips.

After a long time, he quietly pulled out a small jade bottle from his sleeve, unscrewed it, and waved it over the sky.

Sweet fragrant dreams, I gradually grew.

It was like a dream, but it happened very real.

The sky slowly lightened. When the small board woke up, it looked at the sky, scared to almost climb down from the couch, stumbled and rushed to the inner hall, and saw the scene inside without opening the curtain.

With an exclamation, he quickly turned around and said, "Emperor, good doctor girl! You, you are ..."

Damn it! He can't hold his head!

The shirts were scattered on the floor in front of the dragon bed, and there was an extra person on the bed who should have left early, and wanted to know what happened!

He's a goddamn, he shouldn't have gone last night!

Xiaobanzi held her head to blame, and the hangover overnight woke up slowly.

Feng Moyu opened his eyes, and just about to scold Xiaoban for something, his gaze touched a shadow around him, turned his head, and saw the woman tighten her face with a low angle.

All sounds stuck in my throat and suddenly couldn't come out.

She was here, and all this told him that last night was not a dream.

After a while, Feng Moji laughed out, and looked at the woman's eyes coldly layer by layer, "It's really interesting. Entered into the hall of the uncle, went to the uncle's dragon bed ... Good, you may Resistant. "

"The emperor ... forgive me!" Zhen's head drooped, revealing her white and long neck, and tears dripped onto the quilt, which quickly blew on the fabric.

Raise your hand and pinch the woman's jaw to lift her head. When you see that face, Feng Moyu is not fluctuated at all. Ugh. "

He said that he got out of bed, took the robe on the bedside, put it on his body, and walked out, "Small board, prepare hot water, and take a bath. Dirty."

"Yes! Emperor!" The little board didn't dare to lift his head, and ran quickly. He was afraid to take a step forward, and the emperor would hold him accountable.

In bed, Good Faith has been maintaining the same posture for a long time, listening to the tone of the teenager as if nothing had happened, his heart was cold.

Unfolding the quilt, his eyes fell on the white sheets, where a red plum blossomed magnificently.

The young emperor was even more ruthless than she thought.

He didn't care what woman slept last night.

In the pond, he soaked himself in the water and let the water flow through it. Feng Moyu leaned against the wall of his eyes and frowned.

Poker face.

He was counted.

That feeling made him sick.

From the twelve-year-old's full harem, he knew that he had to fulfill his responsibilities, to open up branches and leaves for the royal family, and to use it as a tool to stretch children.

He also did not recruit the concubine to sleep, which he could not avoid, but no one made him so sick.

Let him realize more deeply that he is an emperor and a tool.

A tool for governing the kingdom, a tool for women's struggle for power.

It was soaked in the soup pond until the skin wrinkled, and Feng Moyu came out of the soup pond, and a small board was holding clean clothes, and his head was buried low. The emperor pleaded guilty. "

"Go to the inner staff room to receive the punishment by yourself. Fifty big boards. I want your head less." The boy's voice was flat and quiet.

It was more frightening than the mood and anger he had in the past.

"The slaves will go at once! Absolutely a lot!" The fifty boards can go to his half-life, and that's better than a life.

After the teenager, Xiaobanzi hesitated for a long time before asking Ai Ai again, "The emperor, that kind and good doctor ..."

"It's just that I slept twice, and I took it to the harem to find a yard for placement."

Xiaobanzi then remembered that the emperor had said that he would favor the female doctor as a concubine.

There is no independent dormitory. You need to be placed in the courtyard of the harem at the edge of the harem, along with other 嫔 and the little masters. If you are lucky enough to be promoted to concubine in the future, you can leave that place.

Otherwise, you will die there all your life.

But deserve it. Looking at the cold and cold, who knows how to hide such a sorrowful mind and seduce him to seduce the emperor. You must know that the emperor's palace has never seen a woman before. The emperor grew up with the Nanling king from an early age, but he has also infected the Lord's clean habit.

Do you really think that you can fly to the branches after taking over Enze? Harem Belle doesn't have three thousand or several hundred. If you want to get ahead, you will go first!

Shan Fa was taken away directly from the Temple of Gande. After she left, all the bedding quilts on the dragon bed were immediately replaced with new ones, and the old ones were burned.

When Feng Qingbai arrived at the Royal Study, he felt that the young man's breath was not right, and he was gloomy.

"What happened?" Turning his eyes again, "What about the little board? Not waiting by your side?"

"The penalty is gone, and I don't know if there is any life after finishing the penalty." Feng Moyan hummed, and his body was more depressed.

"Stop it." Feng Qingbai sat down opposite him and took the tea from the housekeeper.

Feng Moyan raised his eyes and said quietly, "Uncle Huang, I was put to sleep."

"Sleeped by a man?" Uncle Huang did not raise his eyelids.

"..." Feng Moyan drew his face. If he was asleep by a man, he would take the man's corpse and leave it to death.

"Since it isn't, what does this look like? Anyway, you have 365 days a year, at least a hundred days are going to recruit people to sleep, which one do you remember?"

"... none remember."

The grandfather put down the clean tea cup and said, "I approve the discount, and I will rush back to accompany your emperor later. I have no time to listen to you moaning without illness."

"..." This is not his uncle.

Little fairies, there is still a chapter that can't be reached, and it will be posted again during the day. At half past twelve, I have to go and bathe the child first. @ It's so pitiful to be my baby, so guilty ~

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