Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 889
Mingyou panicked, "Didn't someone kidnap you?"

"But what are the people in the palace trying to do to him as an imperial physician? He has only been in the palace for about a year, and he hasn't had any feuds at ordinary times."

"Then, that would mean that someone also knew about Concubine Zhuang and purposely caught him as a handle."

"Probably, no!" Ruyi was a little uncertain, "Concubine Zhuang doesn't have any enemies. If she enters the palace at the same time as Concubine Ming, her favor is not as good as a noble person. Your Majesty didn't even speak to her alone. They were all posted by everyone during the New Year's Eve. I'm afraid no one really cares about this concubine in the harem."

Mingyou pondered for a while, but couldn't find a reason to kidnap Zhou Gu. Indeed, if he really wanted to cheat Concubine Zhuang, he would make a fuss with the truth, and he couldn't hide it.Grabbing Zhou Gu silently without making a sound, what is this?

"Go down and look for it, don't let others know, especially Concubine Zhuang's people." If Concubine Zhuang knew and got agitated, there might be some trouble.

He knocked himself on the head and sighed, "I knew I would have confessed last night, so I wouldn't have caused such troubles." After waiting for a day, Zhou Gu couldn't be found.

Feng Qingqian was the same as before, but she didn't ask her why she had been restless and frizzy for the past two days.

It's just that when she was sleeping at night, Feng Qingqian stared at Mingyou for a long time without speaking, then took off her clothes and lay down.Mingyou rolled up the quilt and asked tentatively, "Feng Qiqi, if someone dares to betray you, what should you do?"

"Kill him, divide his body by five horses, and execute him Ling Chi"

"." Mingyou didn't know how to speak, and buried his head in the pillow.For a moment, unwilling to give up, she raised her head and asked, "That's not considered a betrayal, it just makes you face a little bit of an embarrassment." Concubine Zhuang is not a betrayal, Feng Qingqian has always treated them like a court lady.When the concubine entered the palace, didn't he say that these are all servants who serve her?

"Kill."

Mingyou felt that he had nothing to say, but this Feng Qiqi would never forgive anyone.What should she say, if she opened her mouth and Feng Qiqi beat them to death, wouldn't it be two dead bodies and three lives?

She also said that she would save them, this .
Looking at Feng Qiqi with disgust and irritability, she turned around and fell asleep with his back on her back.Isn't there a way to have the best of both worlds?

I don't know when he fell asleep, and Mingyou couldn't live in peace in his dream. He dreamed that Feng Qiqi ordered someone to chop Concubine Zhuang's head off all night, and his eyes were bloody.

Struggling to wake up, "Well, don't kill, don't."

When I sat up, my head was covered with sweat, and when I came back to my senses, it turned out to be a dream.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he called out, "Ruyi, Ruyi."

Ruyi came in and saw that she was awake, so she asked the servant to bring in the washing water.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Mingyou rubbed a little jasmine oil on the mahogany comb for Ruyi, combed the ends of her hair, then combed the roots, and finally massaged her scalp for a while before combing her hair into a bun.

Mingyou washed his face, Ruyi took the handkerchief, Mingyou suddenly had an idea, "I suddenly remembered something. Before Feng Qiqi said that there was a princess in the Fengqi Palace first, it was the emperor's." A direct daughter, she would rather die than surrender in order to stay with the one she loves. Later, in order to fulfill her, the emperor created a big fire and pretended that she was buried in a sea of ​​flames."

"Your Highness, I want the golden cicada to get out of its shell and hide it from the world."

"Yes, others use it, why can't we use it." Mingyou nodded.

Ruyi has some concerns, "It's just that it's inconvenient for us to do it. Others don't care about it. If this matter doesn't have His Majesty's approval, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to do it."

(End of this chapter)