The queen is charming, but powerful ministers lure her to seize power and usurp the throne

Chapter 10
"Speaking of which, I still don't understand why the Prime Minister wants to help me. We don't have much interaction."

Gu Heng's eyes fell on her graceful back. She was thin and slender, and her waist seemed to be broken with a little force. If it were not pressed down by the old and dull palace clothes, she would look too delicate.

But her temperament is a bit stubborn. She is as tough as a plum, but she still refuses to bow her head despite the cold snow in the sky.

"If you count, we are still kind." Gu Heng chuckled.

"Have I helped the Prime Minister in the past?" Zhe Sang turned around and asked in surprise.

Why doesn't she remember any interactions between herself and Gu Heng in the past?

"Five years ago, I met the empress in Hu County." Seeing that she was still confused, "The empress injured her right foot at that time, and I gave her a bag of silver. It seems that the empress owes me a favor."

Zhe Sang frowned and closed the window.

"Prime Minister, stand up." Gu Heng did as he was told, and she added, "Turn around."

Gu Heng is wearing a plain blue robe. Although the pattern is simple, the material is excellent. Coupled with his superior and beautiful figure, the jade-colored belt makes his shoulders wide and narrow, making him slim and noble.

Zhe Sang still found some traces of memories deep in it.

Five years ago, when she was fleeing with Fu Rong, a scholar helped her.She has always been very grateful, but unfortunately she could not see his face clearly. She only remembered a figure from behind, wearing a green shirt and looking elegant.

It's no wonder that Zhe Sang couldn't recognize it. At that time, Gu Heng was not the head of the Gu family. He kept a silent and low-key attitude. He was just a small county magistrate who went to his post. His food, clothing, housing and transportation were very simple and no different from those of an ordinary scholar. It was really hard to live up to his expectations. The proud son and the resolute prime minister are connected together.

"It turns out to be the Prime Minister." She seemed to have many emotions in her heart. She once thought that if she met her benefactor again, she must repay her kindness.This person happened to be the Prime Minister, the person she wanted to take advantage of.

For a moment, she was shaken.But except for Cheng Gu, no one else could compete with the emperor, and no one else was interested in intervening in her feud with the emperor.

Gu Heng turned around and said, "Now that I have remembered it, I must remember to repay my kindness."

"The Prime Minister already has wealth and power." Zhe Sang approached, the white smoke from the incense stick curled up behind him, and some sticky fragrance dispersed into the air.

"If you have nothing to repay, it's better to commit yourself to it."

Her lips were like petals, soft and tender, with three thousand black silk scattered around. The neckline under her slender neck was loose and undulating. She was thin and thin. She also had a lot of figure that a woman should have.

His eyes fell on her, getting heavier and heavier bit by bit.

The fragrance in the air, the closed doors and windows, her slightly red cheeks.

"An Shenxiang?" His face darkened, and his sharp gaze fell on her. Zhe Sang lowered his eyes with a guilty conscience, feeling suffocated.

"Does it smell good? Prime Minister, do you like it? You don't seem to have a particular favorite scent."

Zhe Sang was a little incoherent, looking at his jade-colored belt, with a clear and simple jade pendant hanging on it.

She was a little worried. If he got angry and insisted on leaving, she would pull his belt and it would definitely happen tonight.

"Does your Majesty know what you are doing?" He asked in a deep voice, looking at the person in front of him, angry and helpless.

Zhe Sang's face became increasingly red and he nodded silently.

"If it were another person, would the empress do the same thing?" This was the second time he asked this question.

Zhe Sang nodded frankly as usual.

Fu Heng said nothing and looked at her silently.Zhe Sang felt that his gaze was like a sharp sword that was going to cut him completely.

The aroma became stronger and stronger, and the heat gradually rose up, but the jade pendant still hung there safely. He had no intention of leaving or taking action.Zhe Sang bit his lip in embarrassment, his heart skipped a beat, and he took two steps closer, reaching for his belt.But she still accidentally grabbed her hand, it was so hot that it was so strong that it seemed like he would crush her.She realized later, fear welling up in her heart.

The whole person was brought into his arms, and the world was filled with the faint scent of clear pine wood, which was probably the effect of incense. Her heartbeat was fast and her hands couldn't help but tremble. She exhaled slightly to calm herself down, but was He pinched his chin, his dark peach blossom eyes blazing, and Zhe Sang's heart skipped a beat.

People who take the initiative to make people angry are so jerky and irritating.

The unfamiliar throbbing, like a ball of flames, makes people feel dizzy and scorching due to the heat.In her daze, she grabbed the elegant belt around his waist, her thin fingers turned white with force, as if she wanted to borrow some strength.

The palm of her hand felt cold, and the jade pendant she had been staring at for a long time was thrust into his hand.

Just enough to hold it.

The belt was finally torn apart by her with brute force and fell into the dust.Zhe Sang trembled and hurriedly pressed the hand. The way she blushed and glared was really heartbreaking.

"Mother, are you feeling well?" His voice was hoarse and low, making Zhe Sang feel weak all over.

"Yes." She answered muffledly, holding on to that hand.

"Take it." This time, he was really angry and was not going to give in or let her go.

Knowing something is one thing, but actually doing it is another thing.

With such well-proportioned joints and slender jade-like hands, he could write with a pen and calligraphy with iron and silver hooks, and he could also do extremely romantic things. The absurd Zhe Sang didn't dare to open his eyes to see it.

But with her eyes closed, her body's senses were more obvious. The gentle and heavy force was as random and unorganized as her heartbeat.

Being disorganized is the most deadly thing.

She obviously still had her clothes on, but what could the soft and thin clothes do to stop her?

The window was closed too tightly, making the person breathless and so groggy that he couldn't find any strength.

She exclaimed, and in a flash, she was picked up and thrown on the bed. He, who had always been slow and leisurely, showed eagerness for the first time.

The hungry tiger pounced, and Zhe Sang subconsciously ran inside, but was caught by the ankle. He easily took back his prey.

Now, Zhe Sang really regretted it. She no longer wanted an heir.But she had long lost the right to beg for mercy and had been plundered by the incoming army.

Zhe Sang was so hot that she couldn't breathe, and she was in a mess. She couldn't resist at all. She couldn't shake the powerful enemy with her hands, and she could only let others climb and break her.

She finally escaped half an inch and was able to take a breather.

"I was wrong." She begged pitifully.

Gu Heng had never seen her like this before. Her eyes were gleaming and her voice was like water dripping out of her if she pinched or twisted her.

He touched the tears from the corners of her eyes with a bit of force, rubbing her tender skin until it turned red.

Zhe Sang looked at his handsome and elegant face, her mesmerizing peach blossom eyes flashed, and she couldn't help but indulge in his appearance.

The next moment, the hanging bed curtain shook, and the beauty's petite and delicate jaw stretched out, as if to crush the jade pendant in her hand.

She opened her mouth slightly, but all the sound was stuck in her throat——

(End of this chapter)