chapter 50
A strand of blue silk slipped from the ear, and his slender fingertips slightly hooked it behind the ear, revealing a soft and white neck.

The voice is tactful and affectionate: "My lord~"

Lin Shang beside Shen Chen gasped, and was about to step forward and tear the man away.

Although this man has a good face, his figure is full of charm.

But the adults in his family are not ordinary people.

In her heart there is only Fenglou Yin,

After so many years, it is not that there are no people who donate beauties, and he is not the only one who is so self-indulgent, but every one who gets close to the adults is directly broken by the adults and thrown out.

This little beauty didn't look very old, and her delicate and frail appearance made her feel a little bit of pity.

If she pulled him away first, she might not be able to save his life.

But he didn't want the big hand of his own prime minister to pinch the beauty's small chin and gently lift his face up.

When the pale and cold hand touched his chin, Qingxuan felt his hair stand on end, and the cold sweat dripped down his back instantly.

Shen Chen leaned slightly and buried himself in Qingxuan's neck.

"What incense did you smoke?"

Qingxuan pretended to be calm and said: "The slave's house has not made incense."

Laughter came from my ears, like a poisonous snake crawling past my ears.

Shen Chen pulled back his long hair, narrowed his beautiful eyes slightly, and a ray of setting sun hit Qingxuan's side face, making the already fair skin seem transparent.

"What's your name."

Qingxuan didn't dare to move, his body was tense: "My slave is Qingxuan."

Shen Chen chuckled lightly: "Qingxuan."

The extremely gentle voice seemed to be calling his lover lingeringly.

Qing Xuan's face turned red.

Shen Chen stood up and strode out.

"The name is good, keep it."

She grabbed Song Changchun.

"I like this gift very much. Let's go and accompany me into the palace."

Song Changchun didn't expect that his flattery was actually the right one.

Everyone in the world said that Shen Chen was not good at masculinity, but they didn't say that he was not good at being stunning.

This Qingxuan is a peerless beauty in the world, and he is the only one.

She was flattered and followed behind Shen Chen.

In December, the fog in the capital suddenly rose, covering most of the imperial capital.

It is said among the people that this is an ominous omen for the new emperor's ascension to the throne.

There was the sound of watching from a distance outside the wall, the moon was shining brightly, and the moonlight was getting thicker as it spread like mercury leaking to the ground.

Shen Chen was wearing a black gold-rimmed python robe and black cloud-patterned boots. The embroidery on his clothes was lifelike and terrifying.

Her long hair shone with a soft luster like fine silk, her pair of black eyes were like fine black jade, and her small rosy mouth was tightly squeezed under her straight nose.

She jumped out of the carriage, her brows were slightly frowned, a rouge mole on the center of her brow was like a grain of cinnabar falling on the white jade, it was very dazzling.

Snow fell in the sky, whitening the red palace walls.

Bamboo umbrellas were propped up in the forest, and the ground was full of palace people kneeling. They all buried their heads deeply on the ground, and their bodies were trembling.

Three days ago, Shen Chen bloodbathed the entire imperial city like a demon, and they were the witnesses who escaped from hell.

Feng Louyin sat on the high seat, looking at the scattered ministers below, he tightly grasped the dragon chair in his hand, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Even though he ascended to the throne, everyone did not obey him.

He suppressed the anger in his heart.

Smiling and looking at the sporadic ministers.

But at this moment, he saw the minister of the Ministry of War pushing the door open.

Not waiting for him to stand up and greet him in surprise.

Several important officials behind her also came in one after another.

But they all looked reluctant, even An didn't invite them to sit in their seats, and didn't take him as the emperor at all.

In their hearts, they are just Shen Chen's plaything.

One day Shen Chen will take this throne away.

The only one they surrendered to was Shen Chen.

That vicious woman.

(End of this chapter)

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