The tyrant is too fierce!I'm happy with my dear concubine

Qin Sheng couldn't eat any more.

He poured himself a drink to suffocate himself.

Hua Ze was really surprised at the moment, he hadn't seen His Majesty so helpless for a long time.

He corrected his attitude and stopped making fun of his good brother, "Your Majesty, could there be something hidden in it?"

Concubine Chu was seriously injured and was not yet fully recovered.

Your Majesty is not such a greedy person, so he wouldn't even spare a wounded person.

Qin Sheng silently filled his glass again.

Hua Ze knew it, and drank with him, and waved his hand to tell the surrounding palace people to go down.

The strange thing is that the surrounding palace people took it for granted, and seeing that His Majesty did not object, they followed General Hua Ze's order and withdrew.

However, King Qin, who was seriously suspicious, did not respond at all to this.

warmed with wine.

Once a man drank too much wine, he would relax, and Qin Sheng was finally able to speak.

Then, as expected, he continued to be ridiculed by his bad friends.

General Hua Ze laughed so hard that he almost choked himself, and looked at King Qin with sympathetic eyes.

"For a moment, I don't know whether to marvel at how colorful your harem is, with fat rings, thin swallows, and even fox monsters, or whether to be amazed that your concubine went out of the palace without permission and was plotted against, or to pity you for the last to suffer."

Qin Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth.

"If you can't speak, I will tell you not to speak again."

Hua Ze shut up for a moment to show respect for the emperor's authority.

Just there, grinning silently.

Qin Sheng threw a wine glass at him.

Hua Ze reacted quickly and dodged, "Your Majesty can't even throw it right, so you still have to be restrained, it seems."

"..."

Veins popped out of Qin Sheng's forehead, "Get out."

"Hey, no one else can do anything about this matter. Your Majesty wants to find the high priest. Although there is one more person who knows about it, don't worry, the high priest is not a talkative person. He won't spread the word everywhere."

"Oh?"

Qin Sheng glanced at him, "What about you?"

Hua Ze smiled at him, "Don't worry, I'm not a big talker."

"But you can't keep your mouth shut."

"I can't control my mouth in front of you."

"Well, you will remind me of this embarrassment in front of me again and again in the future, you should cut off your tongue."

"If you cut it off, no one will listen to you. You can't cut it off."

"It's really time to tell those people outside to see what the cold and refined God of War looks like in their hearts."

The two of you come and go, but the atmosphere is very comfortable.

Not long after, Sanshui, who shrank his head, invited the high priest Sang Yunyang over, and slipped out again.

I'm afraid that His Majesty will settle accounts after autumn.

The King of Qin snorted lightly, "Assuming he runs fast, I'll hit him fifty slaps later."

"Fifty boards? Just beat him to death."

"Let him talk."

"Okay, this job is on the minister's shoulders, and I will punish him viciously for you later!"

King Qin gave him a cold look, "You'd better do what you say."

The River God Sacrifice is coming soon, and Zisang Yunyang is so busy that his feet don't touch the ground, he cuts to the chase and asks what's going on.

King Qin was silent.

Hua Ze grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth, gloating about his misfortune and making a detailed statement.

King Qin's face sank, and he looked at General Hua Ze suspiciously, "Don't stay in the capital, go back to the border."

"That won't work, I don't worry about you."

One is cold and poisonous, and the other is cold and reticent, but together they talk too much.

Zi Sang Yunyang ignored the naive two, he thought for a moment, "We still need to see Concubine Chu."

Chu Zhiyu was sleeping sleepily hugging the quilt when she heard Lan Ye running over in a hurry.

She yawned lazily, let her frail and boneless play with her.

After changing and washing, Chu Zhiyu didn't put on any make-up, so she tied it up with a hair tie casually, and lay on the bed watching Lan Ye busily open the windows for ventilation.