It's hard to love a concubine

Chapter 348

Qian Xiyao went out on the front foot, and the guard Zhou came down from the upstairs, and said to the emperor, "My lord, the private room is ready."

The emperor nodded and said to the man opposite, "Please?"

The man looked at the emperor, saw that the opponent was bound to win, took a breath, and followed.

The private room is the one near the corner, with one wall, one door, and windows on the other two sides. It is the best one among the private rooms on the second floor, because all the other rooms have one window, but this private room has two windows. The window has a wide view, overlooking the entire east and west streets of Guanyin Temple. The emperor even saw from the window that on the grilled fish stall, Qian Xiyao was watching the hawker grilling fish with great interest, her eyes were shining, and her cheeks were bulging. Yes, as if I can't wait to go up and take a bite.

The emperor unconsciously showed a gentle expression, and when he turned his head, he saw the young Mr. Qian walking in, and he said, "Sit."

How could the young Mr. Qian even dare to sit down? He took a deep breath, knelt down, and said, "Your Majesty, long live my emperor."

The emperor didn't look surprised, but said, "When did you know?"

"At the beginning, Xiaosheng didn't pay attention, until he saw... Your Majesty, he guessed it, and His Majesty's gestures are free and imperial, Xiaosheng is not so blind that he can't see it." Although the young Mr. Qian was kneeling, but His tone was neither humble nor overbearing, and even this kind of flattery gave him a sense of calmness.

"You are really daring." The emperor said coldly.

If Wanfu was on the sidelines, he would definitely applaud, not only applaud, but also fan the flames and ask the emperor to clean up this person. Who told him to speak to the emperor in a provocative tone, telling him that this person's death is not a pity.

But at the moment he is not here, he is accompanying Qian Xiyao to buy grilled fish, and he is staring at the grilled fishman's movements, for fear that he will put some medicine in it, he finds out, the one who is going out happily is Concubine Zhen Niang Niang, those who are exhausted can serve people like them.

The private room was filled with oppressive atmosphere, and a needle could be heard. The young Mr. Qian knelt on the ground, trying his best to calm down, while the emperor took a sip of tea, and looked at the other party intentionally or unintentionally.

Waiting for the cup of tea to be swallowed slowly, the emperor seemed ready to end the other party's torture, and said, "Because you don't know my identity, as long as you are willing to take back what you just gave, I can forgive you."

The emperor's air pressure was very strong, and he could have been scruples just now, but now his aura is fully open, and he only wished that the other party would be trapped in his intimidating aura of looking down on the world.

The young Mr. Qian felt his back was wet, but he said calmly, "Your Majesty, Xiaosheng has a clear conscience." After speaking, he raised his head and looked at the emperor, his eyes were clear and upright.

The emperor thought to himself, it really is two brothers and sisters, it turned out to be such an imagination.

Guard Zhou put his hand on the hilt of the knife, thinking, offending the emperor like this today is already a capital crime, but the emperor kindly gave him such a chance to live, but he still refuted it so recklessly, hehe, who does he think he is?
The emperor looked at the young Mr. Qian for a long time, but finally said, "I'll spare you this time, get up." Then he pointed to the seat beside him and said, "Sit."

The guard's jaw almost fell to the ground, and he looked like he was about to be dealt with just now, why didn't he get angry in a blink of an eye?
The young Mr. Qian seemed relieved, he felt that he had finally escaped from the gate of hell, but after relaxing, his legs became a little uncontrollable, and it took him a while to get the strength to stand up and sit down.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

(End of this chapter)