Mad Concubine Proud of the World: Your Highness is the most beloved

Chapter 336
The chief pipe said: "Old slave took a look, she is no different from when she was a child, she is still a beauty."

"It's a pity, but it's a man."

Song Zifu chuckled, and shook off the sleeves embroidered with dancing claws golden dragon: "Go and ask him if he is willing to enter my harem. If he is willing, I will definitely pamper him."

"Your Majesty, this..."

The head steward wiped the sweat from his brow: "Back then, Ji's family died unjustly. Now that Ji Ziling has come back, he came here for the sake of redress. Your Majesty, you'd better move to the imperial study to meet you!"

"What a disappointment." Song Zifu snorted and sat up lazily.

The chief manager hurriedly walked to his side to support him, and walked leisurely to the imperial study.

Ji Ziling and Xia Muheng waited outside the imperial study for nearly a quarter of an hour, only to see the head steward walking towards him supporting Song Zifu. It looked like Song Zifu was still drunk.

Hearing the smell of alcohol and makeup all over his body, Ji Ziling felt angry immediately, frowned and asked Xia Muheng in a low voice: "Didn't Your Majesty know about it before we came?"

Xia Muheng slowly shook his head: "Yesterday, I submitted a paperwork for an interview, so it's impossible not to know."

"But look at this..." Ji Ziling really didn't know what to say, but his face turned ugly.

Song Zifu approached Ji Ziling with drunken eyes, raised his finger, lifted his chin frivolously and smiled, and said, "She really is a beauty. Director Zhao, although there are a few male favorites in this palace, they all It is not as good as his beauty, which is soft and strong, and intriguing."

Ji Ziling felt sick for a while, and his face turned pale with anger, but he could only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Director Zhao laughed and reminded: "Your Majesty, this old slave will help you to sit down first!"

Ji Ziling took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and waved away Song Zifu's hand, wishing he could lie on the railing and vomit.

Song Zifu received a cold face, but he was not annoyed, he waved his hands and said, "That's all, come in!"

With dark eyes, Ji Ziling followed Song Zifu into the imperial study together with Xia Muheng. After watching Song Zifu sit down, they knelt down and saluted together: "The guilty minister pays homage to Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Song Zifu's cheeks were wine red, he hiccupped, and leaned lazily on the dragon chair, staring straight at Ji Ziling, and said with a smile, "Let's all get flat!"

Xia Muheng and Ji Ziling looked at each other and got up together.

Song Zifu thought for a while, then narrowed his eyes and said: "I already understand the reason for your coming, as long as you agree to enter my harem, not to mention rehabilitating the Ji family, it is because you want mountains of gold and silver. I will also give you the right to go up."

The blue veins on Ji Ziling's forehead were throbbing, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "If it's a guilty minister, why can't I agree?"

"In this case, this matter will not be easy to handle."

Song Zi supported his chin and laughed: "I will rehabilitate you, and I will get some benefits. Besides, the Ji family was ordered by the queen mother to kill the whole family. I want to rehabilitate, but I hit the queen mother in the face. The rights in my hands It didn't come easily, the Queen Mother's family has a deep foundation, so I can't do anything foolish."

Ji Ziling paused and said: "Your Majesty, you are the emperor of Hanyuan Kingdom."

"Having said that, it's not easy for me to be the emperor." Song Zifu sighed and said distressedly.

Ji Ziling could only sneer, and continued to ask with restraint: "Your Majesty means that you don't plan to rehabilitate the offenders?"

"It's no good, I'm in trouble!"

Ji Ziling was burning with unbearable anger, and when he was about to get angry, Xia Muheng hurriedly grabbed his sleeve to signal.

With a sigh of relief, Xia Muheng calmly said: "Since your majesty said so, my young master can't make it difficult for your majesty. Please give your majesty some time to think about it. You will give your majesty a satisfactory answer tomorrow morning."

"That's very good." Song Zifu nodded in satisfaction, agreeing very readily.

"Your Majesty, you..." Director Zhao frowned and shook his head helplessly.

Song Zifu raised his hand to signal him to shut up, and said to Ji Ziling by the way: "Tomorrow morning, I will remember it, and I will wait for your reply."

Ji Ziling took a deep breath to suppress his anger, and bid farewell with Xia Muheng.

Song Zifu was still drunk, stood up staggeringly and said: "Director Zhao, help me go back to rest."

Director Zhao agreed and hurriedly helped him back to the bedroom.

After putting Song Zifu in place, Director Zhao stopped by the Qianshou Palace where the Empress Dowager lived, and met the Empress Dowager to explain what happened in the Imperial Study Room today.

In the gorgeous and elegant main hall of Qianshou Palace, the over [-]-year-old Empress Dowager clings to the cup of tea. After listening to Mr. Zhao's words, she frowned and said, "You said the emperor has taken a fancy to the descendants of Ji's family? And promised to help him rehabilitate?"

"Yes." Director Zhao affirmed.

The queen mother nodded thoughtfully, shook her head and sighed: "This emperor is so muddy that he can't support the wall. He took away the real power from Aijia. It doesn't matter, as long as they look good, they will be included in the harem. Now even the descendants of the Ji family want to be included in the harem."

Director Zhao sighed and said, "Ma'am, the main thing is that Ji Ziling will enter the imperial court early tomorrow morning. Once this matter is discussed, the regent's fabrication of evidence to slander Ji's family may not be able to handle it."

The queen mother put down her teacup, rubbed the center of her brows in boredom, and said: "There is no other way now, you make arrangements, send someone to the inn to assassinate tonight, and Ji Ziling must be removed. Our Hanyuan country cannot be ruined because of this person." sky."

"Old slave understands." Director Zhao responded, bowed and retreated, and left quickly.

It's night, Parkson Inn.

Just after midnight, a group of nimble men in black jumped down from the roof and slipped silently to the window of the guest room on the second floor to blow the smoke.

The room was quiet. After the man in black waited for a while, the leader waved his hand and quickly rushed into two different guest rooms. When he got to the bedside, he raised his knife and stabbed it fiercely on the brocade quilt.

In the hazy darkness, blood dripped down the edge of the bed, and the men in black glanced coldly, and immediately waved their hands and retreated in unison, disappearing in an instant.

After a long time, the lights in the guest room came on, Yun Chen leisurely walked out from behind the bed curtain, looked at the direction in which the man in black left, and chuckled, "Come in, everyone!"

The door opened from the outside, Xia Muheng and Ji Ziling entered the room, walked to Yun Chen's side and stopped, turned their heads to look at the bed that was still dripping blood.

Ji Ziling sneered, and said, "It seems that the people behind the scenes don't intend to spare my life."

Yun Chen smiled lightly, and said: "Master, we have expected that our trip will be dangerous, especially you, Ziling. It is not so easy to rehabilitate the Ji family. It is also a question whether you can leave the palace safely tomorrow." Question. But in order to keep you safe and retreat, Young Master has already made arrangements, it just depends on whether you are willing or not."

At this point, Ji Ziling's expectations for Hanyuan's royal family have cooled down by half, and he frowned and said: "Master Yun, please tell me."

(End of this chapter)