Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

? He straightened up and wiped his lips.

Sure enough, the skin had been torn, and pain came from the wound. Jun Zui looked at the red on the back of his hand, stood up silently, tidyed up his clothes and turned around without saying a word.

Behind him, the little emperor's eyes were red with anger.

She bit her lower lip, stubbornly without saying a word, turned over and faced the wall.

The sound of footsteps faded away.

The little emperor waited and waited, but in the end he didn't wait for that person to turn around.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the relationship between the two people, who had been like glue, cooled down.

Jun Zui still went up dynasty as usual, but after going down, he never went to discuss with the little emperor which book should be banned and which book is not needed. The little emperor never left him alone again. On the contrary, it was spread throughout the entire dynasty, and the emperor had a new favorite, and every day he would be lucky with that Liang Guomei.

The die-hard old scholars were worried every day, and went to tell stories to the little emperor in the early morning.

The story of this time is replaced by a long time ago. A certain dynasty had an emperor who especially favored a concubine sent by an enemy country. Later, this concubine killed him while the emperor did not pay attention. The enemy country invaded and the dynasty was destroyed;

long long ago……

The old scholars live a long time, have many stories, and haven't brought any repetitive stories after a few days.

The little emperor, who was already holding his breath, was even more angry, and very simply promoted Leng Yindeng to be a concubine.

Jun Zui was painting when he heard the news in his mansion. The bamboos in the painting were tall and green, and his brushstroke only paused, and then he continued as if nothing had happened.

The six-part minister who was talking about the gossip beside him smiled like Maitreya Buddha: "I can understand the concerns of these veterans, but you think about it, how old is the emperor this year? It's about to be crowned. The sages of which dynasty and generation of our Xiling dynasty are not prosperous, and there are five princes at the age of the emperor. But what about our emperor?"

He said, "Not even a queen can stand up. Alas, I heard the **** said that the emperor often favors concubines, but somehow, there are three thousand beauties in the harem, and there is no one with a big belly. This time this Ming concubine. If you can get the emperor's favor, even if you really love her, if you have an heir, it might be a good thing."

Jun Zuiping calmly finished the picture in his hand.

The rookie servant looked at him and praised, "The prime minister has improved his painting skills again."

Jun Zui looked at the bamboo, which stood straight in the painting and did not bow down easily. His eyes flickered.

He smiled: "The most affectionate person is also the least affectionate. How does the servant know that the emperor is affectionate, not a bad luck."

After speaking, he rolled up the scroll and put it aside.

The rookie servant heard from the side, and only felt that the prime minister's words seemed to have other meanings, but he couldn't figure it out.

He could only smile: "What the Prime Minister said... I think the Prime Minister's painting is very good, I wonder if I can ask the Prime Minister for it?"

Jun Zui took a halt and pursed his lips: "I have other uses for this pair, so let's send a pair of servants."

The six servants happily agreed.

After sending the six ministers out of the prime minister's mansion, Jun Zui easily pulled out a milky white jade pendant from the box on the shelf, put it in his arms, and then went to the palace.

The little emperor was in the imperial study room, Jun Zui went all the way unimpeded, and was stopped in front of the imperial study room.

"The concubine Ming is inside, Prime Minister Jun waits a moment, and the servant goes to report."

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