Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 335 The Empress' Little Shark (61)

Looking at Feng Jun who seemed to be expressing dissatisfaction but was actually showing off to him, Liu Yi shook her head, feeling very helpless.

Thinking of her father who was far away in Huangguo, Liu Yi's expression became serious again, with a bit of pleading: "I also ask Fengjun to tell His Majesty Fengguo what Liu Yi said today..."

At this time, the voices came from far to near, it was the two people sent by the emperor to monitor him.

Liu Yi's complexion changed slightly: "I also ask Feng Jun to leave quickly, and don't be discovered by them."

Lan Yan glanced at the door, and walked over the wall before the two entered.

Two or three hours later, Aunt Manzhao came to Yingchun Hall with her majesty's oral instructions, and after a while she took Liu Yi straight to the imperial study.

All the people of Huangguo know that Manzhao is Lou Zhuang's confidant, and they all think that Louzhuang has taken a fancy to Liu Yi, and has decided to form a friendship between Qin and Jin with Huangguo.

Here, the people of Huangguo couldn't help being overjoyed, and over there, Liu Yi entered the imperial study under the leadership of Man Zhao.

Seeing Feng Jun sitting behind the imperial case with His Majesty Feng Guo, Liu Yi looked a little stunned.

Has His Majesty Feng Guo doted on Feng Jun so much?
Pressing her complicated thoughts, Liu Yi stepped forward to salute: "My respects to His Majesty Feng Guo."

Lou Zhuang has always been straightforward, so she went straight to the point: "What are your plans for telling me these things?"

Liu Yi pursed her lips, obviously nervous: "I don't want to sacrifice myself to fulfill the Queen Mother's ambition."

"But you have to know that once you resist, your queen father, your sweetheart, including your aunt's family will all be in a state of eternal doom."

Liu Yi's face was as white as paper in an instant.

Lou Zhuang is not a person who loves fragrance and cherishes jade, and continued: "If you want Zhen to help you, you have to pay the corresponding price, don't you?"

Liu Yi squirmed her lips and heard her own voice: "Yes."

Seeing his embarrassment, Lou Zhuang was not in a hurry, she pinched a piece of snack and threw it into her mouth, and bit her ear with Lan Yan.

After not saying a few words, Liu Yi who was at the bottom spoke again: "I would like to be a sharp knife in His Majesty's hands and be driven by His Majesty."

He had long been cold-hearted towards the empress who was addicted to the beauty of the emperor and ignored him and his father.

People are selfish, as long as his father and aunt's family can live a good life, and he can grow old with his sweetheart, even if the Huang Kingdom is destroyed, so what?
Liu Yi's heart was beating fast, and she knelt on the cold and hard ground, grabbed the ground with her head, and made the most devout gesture.

"I would like to assist His Majesty to take down the Huang Kingdom."

Lou Zhuang slightly raised his eyebrows, and a look of interest flashed in his eyes.

……

The next day, Lou Zhuang left the morning court and drove to the imperial study in a sedan chair.

The yellowed and withered leaves on the branches fluttered and fell on the spacious and tidy palace road. The palace man in charge of cleaning quickly cleaned it up, and then stepped back to the side and bowed his head in salute.

With one leg bent, Lou Zhuang flipped through today's memorial, her clear eyes were full of seriousness.

A black shadow appeared in the corner of the eye, followed by a cold light, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared beside Long Zhuo.

Lou Zhuang leaned back and threw out the things at hand at the same time.

The sapphire-colored teacup hit the assassin's wrist, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Accompanied by the sound of the fragments of the teacup exploding, the hidden guards lurking in the dark appeared and subdued the assassin in two or three hits.

It's just the beginning.

Dozens of black shadows crossed the high palace walls ghostly, and the cold weapons quenched with venom contained the intent of killing, cutting through the air and approaching the facade of the building.

Shouts rang out, Lou Zhuang remained calm, wiping the tea off his fingers with a handkerchief.

The red lips parted slightly, forming an icy arc: "Keep alive."

(End of this chapter)