Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 396 The King Really Saved Him

Looking sideways at Fan Qingtian, Li Mie saw that Fan Qingtian's brows were slightly frowned, and the corners of his mouth raised a meaningful arc.

Hearing Bu Hai's stern voice, the little eunuch finally recovered from the fright.

In a hurry, his whole face turned pale with fright, the little eunuch knelt in front of Fan Qingtian, kowtowed fiercely at Fan Qingtian, "My lord, please forgive me, my lord, please forgive me, slave, I didn't mean to offend the king on purpose. Up……"

The voice of the little eunuch who said this was choked with fright, as if he was about to cry.

His indifferent eyes fell on the group of eunuchs who looked like devils who were afraid of him, and Fan Qingtian felt a little helpless, "Am I really that scary?"

Thinking of this, Fan Qingtian touched his chin.

And seeing Fan Qingtian's move, Feng raised his eyebrows lightly, "You are not good looking."

Hearing Li Mie's words, Fan Qingtian immediately turned his head and glanced at Li Mie, cursing in his heart what kind of monster Li Mie was, unexpectedly he could guess what she was thinking like this.

How is she barely good looking?In the eyes of Fan Qingtian, Li Mie was even more reluctant.

Withdrawing his gaze towards Li Mie, Fan Qingtian didn't bother to pay attention to Li Mie, his eyes turned to the little eunuch who kowtowed fiercely and said, "If this king wants to kill you, do you think this king will save your life?" ?”

The calm voice flowed through the little eunuch's heart like a small bridge of water.

The little lady listened to Fan Qingtian's words, and was suddenly stunned. Only then did she recall that it was Fan Qingtian who saved him just now, and the king saved him?
The slightly widened eyes seemed inconceivable. These eunuchs have always been at the mercy of the king. How could they have thought that the king would save their lives!
Looking at the stunned little eunuch, Fan Qingtian did not speak, but glanced at the National Court.

As Fan Qingtian expected, the construction progress of the National Academy in the past five days was really too slow.

Fan Qingtian, who was slow, had a trace of nostalgia on his eyebrows, and couldn't help sighing and said in a low voice, "Hey, with such a progress, when will this king be able to see that the National Academy can be completed!"

Fan Qingtian's voice is very low, so low that it can only be heard by Fan Qingtian himself. Of course, Fan Qingtian will not tell this matter, so as not to prevent Bu Hai from blaming himself for his ineffectiveness.

But even though Fan Qingtian's voice was so low that only she could hear it, Fan Qingtian's words still fell into Li Mie's ears.

Looking at Fan Qingtian's slightly sad expression with a faint gaze, a ray of light flashed across Li Mie's eyes.

Waving his sleeves and carrying his back, Fan Qingtian turned to Bu Haidao, "Let's go."

Fan Qingtian thought, if he stayed here and took another look at these eunuchs, they might be scared to death.

Although there is not much hope in my heart that these eunuchs can build the National Court in a short period of time, but before Fan Qingtian has found craftsmen to build the National Court, these eunuchs are still somewhat useful.

Thinking about half a month later, Fan Qingtian had already planned to let the batch of imperial examination personnel arranged by Fan Qingtian enter the National Court, Fan Qingtian thought that no matter what, he had to find a way to recruit some craftsmen.

"It's Your Majesty." Without saying anything, Bu Hai responded, and then followed Fan Qingtian's footsteps.

Standing on Fan Qingtian's shoulder, Dai Qi twitched his bird's beak, looked at the whole country with disdain and said, "Gah, let me know about such a poor place, and I don't want to know."

Hearing Dai Qi's disgusting words, the corners of Fan Qingtian's mouth trembled. This Dai Qi, can she not mention which pot? It really bothered her to death.

Following Fan Qingtian's side, the gaze in Li Mie's eyes became more and more blurred and profound.

Afterwards, Fan Qingtian and others got into the carriage, and Bu Hai immediately asked Xiao Dao to drive the carriage to Xiu's mansion.

At this moment, the little eunuch who watched Fan Qingtian get into the carriage until he disappeared from sight finally recovered from his disbelief.

He really wasn't dreaming, not only did the king not kill him, he even saved his life!
I really can't believe that the king who has been monitoring them like a grass will kill him at will will save him. The little eunuch pinched his palm like a dream.

The pain and fierceness spread to the little eunuch's mind, and now the little eunuch had to wake up, the king really saved his life!

With mixed feelings in his heart, the little eunuch murmured, "The king just now is so handsome, if the king doesn't want to kill us in the future, he treats us so well, that would be great."

After Fan Qingtian left, the other eunuchs all stared at the little eunuch, seeing that the little eunuch survived without incident in front of Fan Qingtian, this group of eunuchs felt incredible.

And the news that Fan Qingtian rescued the little eunuch quickly spread from the palace, so that all the eunuchs and maids gradually began to have a great change in Fan Qingtian, and they were not too afraid of Fan Qingtian in their hearts. Most of them are the surrender and admiration for Fan Qingtian, of course, this is another story.

The white snow is flying, melodious, the beautiful and holy white is beautiful, but it also makes people feel desolate.

The Xiu family's mansion is located in a part of Anxiang Street. The golden plaque of the rich family shows the grandeur of the Xiu family.

On the door plaque, the word "Xiufu" is written in a long way. It seems that the mediocrity of the font is no different from other fonts, but there is an extraordinary aura hidden in it.

In a courtyard of Xiufu, there was a scene that didn't fit the scene that should appear in today's cold and snowy weather.

I saw the independently built garden pavilions in the large courtyard, rockery bridges and flowing water, and the flowers of the four seasons are all in full bloom at this moment, and everything is full of vitality.

This place is like a fantasy space in a paradise. In winter, all the flowers that should not appear bloom at this time, which makes people feel very magical.

This yard seems to be isolated from the world, and the scene in front of me is really amazing.

And in a corner of the garden pavilion, I saw a man wearing a light and elegant crimson robe with brightly colored patterns sitting on a wheelchair carved with reliefs of clusters of flowers.

The water-white jade belt tied around his waist was tilted to one side of the robe. The man's face was sharp and angular, his muscles were fat, and he was handsome and somewhat dreamy.

The whole body exudes a very kind atmosphere. The man holds a bamboo bucket in his hand, scoops a bucket of clear water from the wooden bucket next to him, and pours it gracefully on the gorgeous flowers blooming in front of him.

The long crimson hair is coiled up, and the peony jade crown is buckled in the middle of the hair, flying with the gentle wind, adding to the masculine elegance.

The pair of phoenix eyes under the man's sword eyebrows are full of seriousness and tenderness, as if the flowers in front of him are alive and need his serious care.

The picture in front of me is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off, and even more so that people can't be disturbed.

(End of this chapter)