The domineering rebirth of the super queen

Chapter 7 The Gossip Reporter is a Wonderful Creature
In the dream, the old scene is faint, the leisure pool pavilion, the peach blossoms are falling.

Among the colorful flowers, the young emperor was dressed in bright yellow, and his handsome face was distorted because of anger and despair. He asked repeatedly: "Why? Why does Huo Dou still have a chance, but I can't?"

This brat is nothing compared to Huo Dou.

Huo Duzhe, the uncle of the regent emperor in the neighbor Xiliang, his family's young emperor was only four years old when he came to the throne.

When Xie Qinghuan was worshiped as the emperor's teacher, he was only in his teens, standing at the head of the group of officials, facing the young emperor who was also in his teens, he was very worried.She has some friendship with Huo Dou, and she used it to communicate how to educate her own emperor and how to be a successful father and mother.

Where are there so many whys?You are the emperor, and I am the teacher. The seniority is such that there is a natural barrier.On a moonlit night, on Suzaku Street, a heart-breaking palm is the last truth my teacher will teach you.

This is also what you, as an emperor, should understand the most - the world is cold and warm, but people's hearts are not.Even if you are an emperor, there are always things you can't do, and there are always people who can't get it.

In this life, I am the master of the Xie family and the teacher of the young emperor. I despise fame and wealth, and despise power.

When the peach blossoms were gone and the bright yellow figure dissipated, Xie Qinghuan was finally safe that night.

In the early morning of the second day, Xiao Langyue dragged her up, took care of her face, opened the closet, rummaged through it, and threw seven or eight skirts on the bed.

Xie Qinghuan picked one at random, and compared it to her body, the corners of her mouth twitched - the skirt was open to the chest and back, and only covered her knees.

Throw it away and choose another one.

This one is long to the ankle, and it is still bare chested and backless.

Xie Qinghuan rubbed the center of her brows, pulled Xiao Langyue aside, chose a white shirt and khaki slacks, and put her hair in a loose bun.

Xiao Langyue raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a half-smile.

Xie Qinghuan has a blue vein on her forehead—it was intentional, definitely intentional!Even if she is willing to wear a skirt, can the marks on her body that haven't faded be seen?
After he casually ate something and went out, Xiao Langyue's assistant had already driven the car and was waiting.

Before the two of them got to the front of the car, they were dazzled by a burst of light.

Xie Qinghuan was caught off guard, her eyes turned white, and before she could recover, a group of people rushed up.

Being watched... Xie Qinghuan's mouth twitched.I remember that Dayong Emperor Jing had a stunning beauty, a male, with an outstanding demeanor that made people overwhelmed.Every time I go out, I will be watched by a large number of people. A layer of flower petal brocade is spread on the ground where I walk, and occasionally I can pick up a pearl or two.

It's a pity that the sky is jealous of the beauty, the beauty is delicate, and she can't get sick after being watched several times.

What a pity.Xie Qinghua's original face was really beautiful, but she was a noble person who came in and out of soft sedan chairs, making it impossible for people to watch.Now this face is at best a handsome face, unexpectedly it made people watch for a while.

At this time, Xie Qinghuan didn't know much about how strange a creature like an entertainment reporter was.

Xiao Langyue's hands and feet slowed down a little bit, she didn't guard against the excited reporter on his face like a wolf like a tiger, and watched helplessly as the microphone moved to Xie Qinghuan's lips.

Things have come to this, I can only sigh in my heart - the world of gossip has really fallen, since Yu Lian, there is no great god.

"Miss Xie, it is rumored that you met President Hengfeng at the nightclub and embraced each other affectionately. Is this true?"

"Miss Xie, the president of Hengfeng has never met with people in the circle. Are you dating?"

"Miss Xie, I heard that Hengfeng intends to get a piece of the entertainment industry. Is President Duan's secret meeting with you for poaching?"

"Miss Xie—"

"Everyone!" Xie Qinghuan raised her eyebrows, her cold eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, and a faint smile appeared on her lips, "It's a good habit to not be ashamed to ask, but before asking others, you don't even have to ask me a question." Will you talk? Besides, a gentleman is humble, first come first, first come first, why are you so noisy?"

Her voice was not loud, but it caught the reporters who were accustomed to indiscriminate bombardment for a moment: the artists they interviewed before either practiced Tai Chi in a calm and generous way, or pretended to ignore them, but there was never anyone like them. This one is like this - completely missing the point.

T city is such a big place, the diamond king and laowu are stared at by countless famous ladies, the president of Hengfeng has always kept a low profile, the first time his news was published on the entertainment section, it was because of his scandal.

If this Miss Xie has a little self-consciousness as an insider, she should put on a gesture, whether it is a sweet denial or a generous admission, there must be an explanation.

But her current reaction is really worrying, no wonder she has never been popular.

A male reporter quickly regained consciousness, coughed lightly and said, "Miss Xie, may I ask—"

"Hengfeng's...President Duan," Xie Qinghuan's eyes fell on his face, and said slowly, "Young and promising, rich and noble; handsome, with good taste; referred to as 'big winner in life', that's it Bar?"

The male reporter was not sure what she wanted to say, but these were the facts, so he nodded cautiously.

"Such a person is really enviable and jealous. I wish I could go back to my mother's womb to be reborn, or change my father, right?"

"Uh..." Envy, jealousy and hatred are right, but what is this feeling of stepping on a hole?

Xie Qinghuan's eyes darkened, and the expression on his face was a bit inexplicable. If you look carefully, you can see that it is a trace of pity, "But, no matter what, you can't be black for such a reason. He, it's better to be kind to a human being."

I'm... a go.The male reporter only felt that there were [-] mud horses galloping and roaring in his heart, and he just wanted to see if there was any hype about Lan Ye.

Who doesn't know that President Duan Hengfeng's background is gray, is there a need to specifically blackmail him?Am I tired of living?It's really hard to be a gossip reporter these days, look at that look, girl, you've been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, haven't you?
"Miss Xie, you misunderstood." The female reporter on the side quietly shook the black line on her head, ouch, didn't we fall when we came back this time?Where did this girl lead the topic? "We are seeking the truth."

the truth?Xie Qinghuan smiled coldly, the truth is just a naughty thing, what you see or hear with your own eyes may not be true.She looked at the female reporter, who suddenly felt very nervous, and even had the illusion of wanting to back off.

She stabilized her feet, and heard Xie Qinghuan speak softly, with a touch of sigh in her tone: "The Buddha said that emptiness is form, form is emptiness, emptiness and form, and all appearances are illusory. Girl, read more books if you have nothing to do. "

(End of this chapter)