Queen she wants to usurp the throne every day

Chapter 1206
"As long as you don't do excessive things and don't offend my bottom line, you will always be the Queen of King's Landing Kingdom!"

Jun Linjiu put his hands behind his back, looked up at the moonlight outside the window, his voice was cold.

All he can give her is this position.

After the words fell, he had strode out of the dormitory.

The queen suddenly smiled sadly, with a little tear in her eyes, and a hint of pride.

"Even if you can't be the person in your heart, I will occupy the position of your wife."

"Rong Yan, Rong Yan, even if the emperor likes you, it doesn't matter, the one who will stand and fight side by side with the emperor will always be me!"

"You will always lose to Ben Gong!"

After the emperor left, Qiu'er and Bao'er walked into the hall.

"Your Majesty, why are you sitting on the ground without any clothes on... Your Majesty..." Qiu'er was a little surprised when she saw the Queen's smooth body.

The emperor didn't touch the queen at all.

"Help me up."

In just a few minutes, the queen returned to her dignified and gentle appearance, and she couldn't see the embarrassment just now.

The queen put on her pajamas and sat on the bed, then ordered Qiu'er: "Bring the book from the secret compartment of the palace."

The queen sent everyone back again.

She opened the book and turned to the end.

"Rong Yan was forced by you!"

The queen originally wanted to have a good time with Rong Yan, but she ran out of time.

The emperor will die in a few months.

She wants to get pregnant with the emperor's child!

Only when Rong Yan is dead, the emperor will look at her like before.

She picked up a blue and white feather and wrote a sentence on the book: [Xiao Ran died in Weiyang Palace, Concubine Rong was the mastermind behind it. 】

She paused and continued to write: [Concubine Rong intentionally hurts the general of the Junlin Kingdom, all civil and military officials, courtiers and common people wrote a blood letter to kill Concubine Rong.The emperor put Concubine Rong into the cold palace, and Concubine Rong died suddenly in the cold palace. 】

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There was a commotion in Kunning Palace yesterday, and Jun Linjiu's expression was not very good.

After the court, he went back to the imperial study, ready to deal with the affairs of the court.

He had just reached the door of the imperial study room, when suddenly there was a loud and angry shout from behind him.

"King's Landing Nine!"

Yi Yi, who was two hundred catties, walked towards the emperor aggressively, wearing court clothes and holding a frying pan in his hand.

There was a precedent before when it was easy to enter the palace with a big knife to find the emperor desperately when there was a disagreement.

Seeing this situation, the brocade guards guarding around the imperial study rushed up and surrounded Yi Yi.

Eunuch Su's face also changed greatly in fright, and he hurried forward to persuade him: "Master Rong, what are you doing? Who's offending you again? Let's clean it up for you!"

"It's this bastard who offends me! Help me beat him!" Yi Yi pointed at the emperor in the distance, and handed the frying pan in his hand to Eunuch Su.

Eunuch Su: "...Our family can't help with this! Oh no, is there some misunderstanding in this, Concubine Rong is doing very well in Weiyang Palace now, and our Majesty returned a bunch of them not long ago. The reward is coming."

Lord Rong is a slave to his daughter, and he made a fuss in the palace a few times because of Rong Yan.

Yi Yi angrily pointed at the emperor's nose and scolded: "You bastard! I handed my daughter to you, and you didn't take good care of her, but returned it to my concubine! It's fine to accept the concubine! How dare you go to be lucky! How dare you neglect my daughter!"

"You said that you go to other coquettish sluts to satisfy your greed one day a month, and the rest go to my daughter's. It's not too much! You also caused my daughter to be heartbroken and seriously ill, and I'm going to kill him today you!"

Yi scolded more and more vigorously, and even put his hands on his hips, like a shrew.

(End of this chapter)