Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 737
Xiao Tingchen glanced at him coldly, and smiled with hooked lips:
"Declarate my decree, immediately announce that Lu Guogong and Lu Shizi will go to Beijing to face the saint. I will re-investigate the case of Lu Guogong's mansion back then. If there is any grievance, I will return the innocence of Lu Guogong's family. As for the heirs, I and the queen will always have it. It's not the turn. You worry about it."

The courtier's face darkened in an instant, and he said again: "But as far as I know, Miss Su once married the traitor Rong Zheng. Although she didn't get married, it was still a stain. I heard that when she was the regent princess, she also married her Xie Hou Ye taught and received in private... How can such a person who violates women's morality deserve to be honored by his mother?"

He yelled out loudly.

Almost all civil and military officials heard these words, and their probing eyes quietly fell on Su Jiu, which made the girl quite embarrassed.

Xiao Tingchen rubbed the tip of his nose with his fingers.

He strolled up to the minister and asked with a smile, "Lord Li?"

"Yes."

"My queen, I don't know Rong Zheng, and I have never exchanged with Xie Rongjing. She is clean and there is no stain on her body."

"But--"

"bass--"

Xiao Tingchen suddenly pulled out his saber, and mercilessly beheaded that minister!

There was silence.

The sunset was like a day, and the last rays of the sun fell on the white marble square, making the palace even more lonely and cold.

Countless blood spurted out of the head cavity, staining the court clothes of the nearby courtiers red.

A head with a terrifying expression slowly rolled to the side of Su Jiu's embroidered shoes.

Although she looked calm, her whole body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

She swallowed, and wanted to move her body away, but her feet seemed to be rooted on the ground, and she couldn't move at all!
Xiao Tingchen held the blood-dripping long knife, and proudly turned to the officials, "My queen doesn't know Rong Zheng, nor is she familiar with Xie Rongjing. Dear friends, do you understand?"

All civil and military officials knelt down on the ground tremblingly, saying long live.

How dare they not understand?
Even if he didn't understand, he should have understood the moment his colleague was beheaded.

Xiao Tingchen put the knife back into its sheath, and walked in front of Su Jiu with a smile.

He intertwined his fingers with her domineeringly, and led her up the white marble steps.

In the square behind, all the officials shouted:

"Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, and the empress!"

Those voices were forceful and powerful, echoing repeatedly throughout the entire palace.

Su Jiu quietly turned around.

It turns out that the worship of hundreds of officials is like this...

But as a worshiped person, she was not happy at all.

The night is getting darker.

The lights in the palace were lit, and thousands of palace lanterns illuminated the scattered palaces, like fairy palaces in the dark night.

Qianhe Palace.

Xiao Tingchen hugged Su Jiu from behind, pointed to the dragon robe hanging on Mu Shi, "Xiao Jiu put it on for me?"

Su Jiu didn't want to change his clothes.

The man lowered his head and bit her ear, and said jokingly, "Be good, Duke Lu and the others can arrive in Chang'an earlier."

He was threatening her again, with extremely despicable means.

Su Jiu took off the dragon robe silently, and bowed his head to serve him to change.

After buckling the golden belt embroidered with dragon patterns, she took two steps back, "It's done."

Xiao Tingchen looked at the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror.

The man in the mirror is tall and slender, and the complicated and luxurious bright yellow dragon robe fits him perfectly, making him look very majestic and handsome at first glance.

He frowned, "Does it look good?"

Su Jiu said "hmm".

How could the clothes of the Ninth Five Lord not look good?
Xiao Tingchen carried her to the bronze mirror, hugged her slender waist from behind, and pressed her chest against her slender back.

He lowered his head, and pressed a kiss on the girl's cheek contentedly, "I have asked the Shangyi Bureau to hurry up to make the phoenix robe. Xiaojiu'er is good, and I can wear it in a few days."

Su Jiu was indifferent.

Being hugged by a man made her feel a little uncomfortable. She wanted to break free, but she heard the man chuckle, "Tonight is a full moon, and it's a good time to go to bed...Come here."

The palace nurse who was in charge of serving the bedroom led sixteen palace maids in and saluted the emperor respectfully.

Xiao Tingchen let go of his hand, "Fresh and wash for the queen."

Su Jiu was stunned for a moment, and before he recovered, he was surrounded by the palace servants and made a series of preparations for serving the bed.

She soaked in the hot spring pool in the palace.

The water mist was steaming, she gently blew off the rose petals on the back of her hand, and the deer's eyes were extremely complicated.

Xiao Tingchen is now the emperor, and she agreed to be his queen, and it is reasonable to sleep with him.

only……

It always feels like it's not real.

After coming to Chang'an, I experienced all kinds of things like a dream,

Even if she became a queen today, she still seems to be stepping on a soft cloud, without a sense of down-to-earth.

For her, everything came too easily.

And what is too easy to get means that it is also easy to lose.

Can Xiao Tingchen's throne really be secured?
She didn't have much time to think, the maids were carefully helping her up from the hot spring pool.

Sitting in front of the makeup mirror, the old mother smiled and said: "Your Majesty's skin is as white as goose fat, and it is so tender that you can squeeze out water. Naturally, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and even a thin layer of rouge is too much. The old slave only combs her hair smoothly." .”

Su Jiu didn't care.

They combed her hair and brought strange red silk.

The red silk was wide and long, and the maids removed all the inner lining of her clothes, and wrapped her up in red silk until she became an immobile silkworm chrysalis!

She frowned, "What is this for?"

"Responding to the empress's words, it's for bedtime." The old nanny smiled lightly, "Originally, the empress didn't need to do these things, but the emperor said that it's more fun and interesting, so..."

Su Jiu's face flushed red.

more interesting?
What did Xiao Tingchen think of her? !
The candle shadow shakes red.

The Qianhe palace is luxurious and extravagant, and the golden chandeliers are full of red candles.

The bead curtains fluttered lightly, Xiao Tingchen sat on the side of the dragon couch, smiling and looking at the girl lying inside.

The red silk wrapped her tightly, like a beautiful gift waiting to be unwrapped by his own hands.

It's just that those deer eyes are full of distance, and the full defense and vigilance make him very uncomfortable.

He picked up the belt and gently covered the girl's eyes.

As far as Su Jiu could see was darkness, he couldn't help but whisper: "Xiao Tingchen..."

"I am here."

The man's fingertips lingered along her smooth face, slowly outlining the shape of her lips.

Her lips were full and bright red, with small beads, which made him feel the urge to swallow her.

Su Jiu frowned.

She doesn't like this man touching her.

Xu Shi had just smoked a cigarette, and his fingertips were stained with a slight smell of tobacco, which was not her favorite smell.

The fingertips with thin calluses slowly penetrated into her lips and twitched her small mouth slowly.

She frowned, and the saliva slipped down the corner of her mouth uncontrollably, a little embarrassed.

As if he had finally had enough of playing, Xiao Tingchen let go of his hand and untied the red silk unhurriedly.

Su Jiu was short of breath.

A heavy and bright yellow dragon tent was put down, and the light and shadow in the tent were confused, and the confined space made Su Jiu even more nervous.

Although Xiao Tingchen felt sorry for her tonight, she still hurts a lot.

Tears rolled down.

She finally couldn't hold it back, her cheeks were blushing, and she whispered in shame: "It hurts... Take it easy..."

(End of this chapter)