Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

Qi Yishu kept complaining, but the little court lady beside him thought it was a good thing. After all, Wang Xun was not too lukewarm with his wife not long ago, and ignored them, but now he knows a few words for her in front of the emperor.

But Qi Yishu himself was clear in his heart, this Zhan Mijiang is now determined to retaliate against her.

Where did it go wrong?

Qi Yishu was puzzled.

Finally one day at lunch time, when the emperor found a cause and was furious at her, Qi Yishu couldn't help it, and sent someone to send an invitation through the palace.

Ye Chuijin was a bit tired of being an ancient housemaid at home every day for the past two days. Seeing that there was a stage to dance, he quickly agreed.

After she followed the guard to the Yuhuayuan, she was seeing Qi Yishu talking to her confidant in the Yuhuayuan.

"Oh, it's just a granddaughter of a prime minister. Now that I am married to King Xun, I don't put me in my eyes!" Qi Yishu's voice was sharp, and it sounded particularly harsh: "Even if I invite her into the palace, I dare not come!"

The people in the mansion had been instructed by Zhan Mijiang a long time ago, and they immediately rejected Qi Yishu's post, but they obeyed the order to bring Ye Chuijin into the palace and find a hidden corner to listen to the corner.

Qi Yishu's confidant knew Men Qing about the past between the two. At this moment, he heard his master cursing the princess Xun, and immediately followed him with cursing as usual.

The master and servant scolded vigorously, and Qi Yishu sneered: "I don't know what kind of person my cousin is. When I asked her to marry the Xunwang Mansion, I thought she would not be able to hold it in a few days. This **** has a hard life!"

The confidant immediately agreed, "What can I do if my fate is hard? The King Xun is not a good-natured person, and he may offend him when he will lose his life."

With a smug expression on Qi Yishu's face, his mood improved a bit.

She supported her confidant's hand, Shi Shiran back to Dexiang Hall.

What she didn't know was that just behind the rockery, someone listened to all her words.

It was already five shifts, and Zhan Mijiang returned from the palace.

He rubbed his aching shoulders.

Today’s superior is not a smart Mingjun. The original King Xun supported him in superiority. To be honest, it was not because of his ability to be emperor and emperor. The main reason was that Qi Yishu kept talking about him by the side, so he supported him. The prince who was inconspicuous at first.

At this time, there was such a big thing in Chaozhong, the emperor couldn't think of a solution other than getting angry, but it was really sloppy.

Zhan Mijiang didn't have the slightest sense of belonging to this dynasty. It is pure nonsense to say that he worked so late because of the people's worries.

He was just to win over the power in his hands.

Tomorrow morning will be another battlefield...

Zhan Mijiang thought and stepped into the gate of Xunwang's palace.

Then he stopped.

Under the bright moonlight, the little fairy dressed in white is sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard.

The moonlight is lonely, but she is as bright and lonely as the water and moonlight.

Hearing the footsteps, she turned her head, her expression flat, like a fairy who was about to volley away.

After seeing Zhan Mijiang, the little fairy stood up immediately.

Her cheeks were reddened, her eyes half drooped, her hands vacantly hugged, and she bowed to him.

"That day, I was wrong, and I ask the prince to forgive me."

Her voice was flowing with moonlight.

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