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

"I know what you think, but before you insisted on letting Hu Weiwei enter the palace during the draft, I warned you that once you enter the palace, the walls are as deep as the sea."

Whether it is overcoming obstacles and setting sail.

It was still a huge wave, sinking into the bottom of the sea, without seeing the light of day.

It was Hu Weiwei's own choice.

Hu Xiang knelt on the ground and lowered his head. He never kept his face, but at this moment, as a father, he also showed a little bit of bitterness and sadness.

How could he not be aware of the concubine's difficulties?

As a man, I know it's not easy.

But all of this was Weiwei's own choice, he shut it down, scolded him, almost hit him.

But that child was so focused on King Qin that he wanted to enter the palace no matter what.

Children are debts.

Sitting in today's position, Hu Xiang didn't need his daughter to sacrifice her own happiness to enter the palace.

Moreover, although the King of Qin acted ridiculously, he would not force a young girl to become a concubine.

"I understand..."

"Now that the war is tight, the prime minister should think more about how to increase income and reduce expenditure, fill the treasury, use it as military pay, and support the border."

A few beatings that were neither light nor heavy, made Hu Xiang feel cold behind his back.

In the tall palace, he knelt on the cold and hard floor tiles, and the king of Qin sat on the dragon chair and looked down at him.

The trembling from his soul made him grit his teeth.

Not daring to say much, and retreated silently.

After he left, Qin Sheng threw away the ink pen in his hand, "It's all nonsense, go, I'll take you out for a walk."

Chu Zhiyu raised her head and rubbed against his wrist.

"Don't continue to revise the memorial?"

The king of Qin was capricious, "No approval."

Chu Zhiyu originally thought that what King Qin said was to go to the Imperial Garden to relax, but he changed into casual clothes.

Get on the carriage and head to the temple.

Behind the temple that entered from the back door, the place is extremely secluded, not as crowded as the crowd in front.

Occasionally, a few priests passed by, saw the mark on the hidden place of King Qin's carriage, and respectfully avoided it.

Entering unimpeded, Chu Zhiyu nestled in the arms of King Qin, and saw Zisang Yunyang.

It's rare that he didn't wear Tsing Yi today, but a water-blue robe, which, I have to say, made people's eyes shine.

He was feeding the rabbit with something, when he saw King Qin coming, he let go.

"Please sit down, Your Majesty."

There is a chessboard on the small table, and the misty smoke from the Cuojin Chi Beast Incense Burner next to it exudes a quiet fragrance, which is very light and reminds people of frozen rivers and streams in winter.

Zisang Yunyang and Qin Sheng sat facing each other, picked up the son and dropped it.

Chu Zhiyu was quite interested in this kind of activity at first, but in the end she became more and more bored, like a chicken pecking at rice bit by bit.

Originally, he was squatting on Qin Sheng's lap and sticking his head out to look at the chessboard.

At the moment, he is wobbly, wanting to fall.

Adorable naive.

It made people smile again.

Qin Sheng lowered his head, couldn't help bursting out laughing, and viciously poked her little fox's head with his fingertips.

Chu Zhiyu was clever, her head was shaking, and she turned around to scan around.

It looks smart and delicate.

Seeing this, Zi Sang Yunyang put down the chess pieces, and asked calmly, "Has your Majesty's health improved these days?"

"No."

"Lu Guan tortured and killed the jade-faced fox clan and destroyed the dragon's veins, which is also one of the reasons why your health has been bad. Logically speaking, after his death, your health should get better."

King Qin was finally willing to take his eyes off the little fox in his arms.

"what do you mean?"

Zi Sang Yunyang: "I suspect that the demon is not dead."

Chu Zhiyu immediately came to his senses and denied it, "Impossible, I confirmed it, and personally set fire to his body and scattered his ashes."