Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 175 You will shed two tears when you die
Seeing that Duanqing won't be angry anymore, Xiao Linzi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, got up quickly and said, "Master, it's snowing outside, Xiao Linzi will get you a fur cape."

"Well, hurry up!" Satin waved his hand lightly, then walked to the low table beside him, poured a glass of water and swallowed it.

And the male pets in the second and third ranks of Xinqing Palace were all very uneasy. Everyone received news from outside asking them to inquire about the king's situation and the few people the king brought back.

However, except for the people in the second-rank Xinqing Palace who have a little bit of ability to sniff out some news, those who live in the third-rank Xinqing Palace have never even seen the face of the king, how can they tell others? People inquired about the situation of the king.

Some of them didn't even have eunuchs to serve them, some could only go to find out by themselves, and some chose to be scolded by their family members, regardless of these things.

However, Bu Hai did a good job of protecting the confidential information of Li Mie and others, and gave the death order to those court ladies and eunuchs, and these court ladies and eunuchs did not dare to spread the news casually.

Those who can know are Du Xiangxiu and Duan Qing, who the king likes more. Of course, Bu Hai also acquiesces, at least Bu Hai knows Du Xiang and the others.

They wanted him to investigate the king's news, which proved that they cared about the king and wanted to win the king's favor, which was something Bu Hai was happy to see happen.

For others who have never met the king, Bu Hai naturally disdains to let them approach the king. If the king doesn't like it, then he is doing bad things with good intentions.

Therefore, basically none of the people in the second-rank and third-rank Xinqing Palace were able to inquire about the news of Fan Qingtian, and they didn't even know that Li Mie lived in Feng'an Palace.

The snow in the palace was piled up thickly, and in Yipin Xinqing Palace, Duan Qing and Du Xiangxiu walked out of the bedroom at the same time.

Du Xiangxiu is dressed in a white robe with white plum blossoms, and a white feather fur cape, holding a white and red plum umbrella standing in the snow, looking indescribably elegant and lonely.

Xiao Anzi stood beside Du Xiangxiu, holding a red lantern to light the way.

And Duanqing is still dressed in a dark red gorgeous robe, wearing a black fox fur, Lang Jun's face is full of evil spirits, like a ball of flames in the snowy night.

And Xiaolinzi stood beside Duanqing holding an umbrella and holding a lantern.

Two handsome men who were about the same size bumped into each other, and the cold weather suddenly gave off the smell of gunpowder.

Even the two eunuchs stared at each other disliked.

Seeing that Du Xiangxiu is not allowed to go out at this time because he wants to see the king, Du Xiangxiu glared at Du Xiangxiu fiercely, and said with a sneer, "Yo, Du Xiangxiu, why, do you want to see the king?" Your Majesty? I don't think you should waste your time in vain. You should know how much your Majesty hates you if your Majesty has not summoned you for so many years.

If you go to provoke the king now, I'm afraid your head will fall to the ground. Don't say that I'm so wicked, I'm just reminding you now. "

Hearing Du Qingqing's words, Du Xiangxiu's face was still indifferent and tender, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth and said, "Thank you so much for your kind reminder, Mr. Du Xiangxiu, but Xiangxiu is going to meet the king this time. "

Du Xiangxiu naturally knew that Du Xiangxiu was afraid that he would compete with the king for favor, so she wanted to stop herself from going to see the king, but Du Xiangxiu would never compromise now.

Hearing that Du Xiangxiu didn't back down, his satin light eyes became a little colder, and he couldn't help but sneered, "That's good, then don't blame me for not reminding you when the time comes, don't worry, if you die, you will be killed for many years." Neighbor, I will cry two tears for you!"

After talking about Duxiangxiu, Duanqing also paid attention to Duxiangxiu. Anyway, Duanqing is very confident that it is impossible for the king to love Duxiangxiu again, so he said to Xiaolinzi, "Xiaolinzi, take care of the road, let's go and give it to Wang. Please be good."

Casting an arrogant look at Xiao Anzi, Xiao Linzi smiled and said, "Yes, young master, I think you will go to see the king in person, and the king will be very happy to let young master in."

"Of course, Your Majesty loves me the most." Duan Qing had walked some distance away from Du Xiangxiu, and raised her voice, obviously wanting Du Xiangxiu to hear.

Du Xiangxiu, who stood still and never left, did not show any dissatisfaction on his face because of Du Qing's words.

Xiao Anzi looked angrily at Duanqing and Xiao Linzi's leaving backs and said angrily, "My lord, look at how arrogant they are, what's so great about it, hmph, sooner or later the king will get tired of you."

"Stop talking, let's go." Responding to Xiao Anzi lightly, Du Xiangxiu also walked towards Crouching Dragon Hall holding an umbrella.

At this time, Fan Qingtian was sitting at the desk in the study and was very busy. She had to understand the rules and regulations of the Mu Kingdom one by one, and then marked it to accommodate the national regulations that she had prepared. How could she do it? Best of both worlds.

The materials of hundreds of officials also need to be viewed one by one in order to be able to handle them well.

Tables and tables were piled up with memorials, which were accumulated by officials over many months. Of course, Ye Gulan had already dealt with these matters, but Fan Qingtian felt that he had to read them again.

I am really busy and forget myself. Although Fan Qingtian's memory is super strong, these things can't just be memorized. I still want to think about it and write it. It will take at least two days to sort out these things. .

But Fan Qingtian wants to deal with it as soon as possible, she still has a lot of things to do, even if her handwriting is a little sour, and her head hurts from thinking, she is unwilling to stop.

If any other officials saw that Fan Qingtian was handling government affairs so seriously and had the appearance of a real emperor, he might feel that it was raining red.

The smoke from the stove curled up, and there was silence in the study.

Gently wiping off the sweat on his forehead, Fan Qingtian shook his sore hands, and took a pen to devote himself to these things again.

At this time, an invisible and transparent figure sat on the soft floor of the study, propping one side of his head with one hand and leaning against the armrest.

The invisible man looked extremely lazy, but he gave off an aura of dominance and submission, and he looked at Fan Qingtian who was busy.

The invisible man was dressed in a black gold robe, with a three-dimensional handsome face carved with a knife and a black gold mask on the half of his face above the tip of his nose. The long hair of the waterfall was scattered on his body, untucked.

The invisible man sitting on the soft bed is the god of death!
The dark eyes looked at Fan Qingtian faintly, and the white index finger of the god of death tapped lightly on his thigh, and whispered in his mouth, "Fan Qingtian, what do you have that can make me fall in love with you so much that I can't put it down? If I can love you, if you can love me, what is love?"

The words were puzzled, but there was no doubt in the tone.

(End of this chapter)