The stunning cold emperor is cute

Chapter 62

"My concubine reads a lot, she even knows the beauty of an adult." Emperor Ming Yan got up and stretched out his hand to hook her little gown that was draped over her shoulders.

Yun Shu dodged it, "You, what are you doing."

Emperor Ming Yan suddenly leaned close to Yun Shu's round earlobe, and said in a hoarse voice, "My concubine, it's almost the hour of the day!"

Yun Shu shrank her shoulders, "Yes, yes, it's Hai Shi, the emperor should go back quickly, Mao Shi is about to go to court, you don't have a few hours to rest."

"My concubine is clear." Emperor Mingyan looked at her.

"Hehe, everyone in the world knows that the emperor is diligent in government and loves the people. He must go to court on time every day to deal with major national affairs. "When the nonsense came here, she covered her mouth without Emperor Ming Yan's cold face reminding her.

"Woo... I didn't say anything." He was vague, shaking his head, his apricot eyes were full of regret.Why is he always acting stupid when we meet each other.

Emperor Ming Yan narrowed his extremely beautiful phoenix eyes coldly, put his arms around her waist, and put his head back on his shoulders, "Then Aifei will give birth to a royal son?"

Yun Shu was so frightened that she couldn't speak, but two options clearly appeared in her mind... A, get out with him once, and save her life. B, refused to obey, was killed by the living Hades, and went to see the dead Hades.

When she was wandering between A and B, Emperor Mingyan made the choice for her.

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Emperor Ming Yan left directly from Qingyue Xuan when he went to court, and he didn't even go back to Qianyang Palace.

And after he left, the harem boiled.

This woman actually let the emperor come in person!And all night!
Dianzhong Province was also boiling.

They know the situation of Qingyuexuan best.

The little master is the last ninth rank, and the Qingyuexuan where she lives is also the last rank, which is equivalent to the place of the poor and untouchables.

Letting the emperor spend the night in such a room is simply killing them!
Yunshu's top priority is to sleep and rest now, and she doesn't care if the sky falls.She just wanted to sleep, she wanted to sleep in the dark, and she wanted to sleep in the end of time.

She doesn't care, it's all Fei'er's business.

Fei'er has been intoxicated looking at the brand new kitchen, it is even better than the dining room in Jingyue Palace!
Look at the bowl for eating, it's not porcelain, it's all pure white jade!
There are also fruit plates, emerald green, crystal clear without any flaws, they are definitely treasures.

Even the clay stove with exposed bricks and stones was covered with light blue glazed porcelain, which was clean and pleasing to the eye.

The sewer ditch dug by the little master on the ground was also replaced with a foot-wide iron pipe, and a layer of orchid-patterned masonry was laid instead of the wooden boards.There was a burst of clattering sound from the poured waste water, it was almost like singing... The little master serving the bedroom is really extraordinary.In the future, I need to persuade a lot in order to get better things!

Yunshu, who was in a deep sleep, didn't know that she had already been marked as a 'money tree' by Fei'er.Waiting for her to go to bed and change things.

And the benefits go far beyond that.

Early in the morning, Song Ke, the director of Dianzhong Province, brought a large number of people to the door of Qingyuexuan.Every steward holds a bunch of things in his hands, food and clothing, and exquisite ornaments, all of high quality.

There are twenty sets of quilts that Guang Fei'er can't forget, with different colors and patterns, and they are all new products that have just been made.And the one who took the lead to hold these quilts was Wang Shanggong of the Shanggong Bureau who was in charge of the female red items in the palace, and behind him was the trembling secretary Fang Sizhi.

Wang Shanggong's face was panicked, his hands holding the quilt trembled, and he couldn't help lecturing the commander behind him.

"Shut up. My little master hasn't changed the quilt for three years. What are you doing? And let the emperor... turn around and let everyone lose their heads and no one can escape." Fortunately, master, he really wanted to just close his eyes and die like this.

"Master Song, please forgive me." Wang Shanggong pleaded.

"It's asking for mercy from the young master, and the emperor spares his life." Song Ke glared at her.

Turning around and continuing to look at the door plaque of Qingyuexuan, not to mention the color, even the handwriting is blurred.The cold sweat on the forehead kept coming out.

What a mistake, I didn't expect such a young master who was beaten into the limbo to turn over.The emperor is currently busy with political affairs in the court, and he will deal with them after the previous affairs are dealt with, I am afraid that everyone will lose their heads.Nowadays, it's okay to ignore it, and if it is managed, it must be dealt with strictly, without mercy.

Now I just hope that this little lord can help to say a good word, even if he dies, he will look better, and it is best not to implicate the clan.

Thinking that the head on the item would be lost, his voice became mournful, "The next official is Song Ke, the provincial director of the palace, please greet the young master." The door of Qingyuexuan was already decayed, and he didn't dare to shoot at all, lest he This shot was broken.

Hearing Song Ke's shout, Fei'er recovered from her obsession with the new kitchen.

Then he narrowed his eyes, picked up Yunshu's shovel for farming, and walked towards the door.

snort!Once you have entered the things of Qingyuexuan, you don't want to go back.This is earned by my little master after a night of hard work, how can I let you take it away again.

Fei'er, who thought she was asking for something, pushed the shovel behind the door to add another layer of protection to the unreliable latch.

Then he turned around and went into the kitchen again, looking at those good things, thinking whether he should hide some.

(End of this chapter)