The show is about to start, An Miao always has to go over a little earlier and find the most suitable angle to watch.

In the imperial study, General Fengcheng was already kneeling at the table, and it was estimated that he had just arrived, An Miao stood at the door and hesitated, greeted the palace maid who was holding tea on the side, took the tray from her hand, and walked in with low eyebrows.

The dark guard bowed to Shen, turned around and quickly disappeared into the complex palace, they were all here, and the rest of the content was not something they could be curious about.

An Miao lowered her head, walked to Murong Che's side, put the tea on the table, and at the same time secretly raised her head and gave His Majesty the Emperor in a dragon robe a sweet smile.

The expression on Murong Che's face softened almost instantly, how well he knew An Miao, almost the moment she stepped into the imperial study, he noticed An Miao's existence, he smiled at the corner of his lips, took a sip of tea, and looked at the past with a faint helplessness.

Knowing that his little girlfriend was a grumpy little doctor, if he couldn't see the final acceptance results, he wouldn't be reconciled, so Murong Che found someone and asked her to see it clearly in the first line.

Anyway, General Fengcheng knelt in front of him, and because of the majesty of the Son of Heaven, he didn't even dare to raise his head, so An Miao was a little bolder, bent down to Murong Che's ear, lowered his voice and asked quickly.

"Murong Gongzi, you are really inattentive, the general is kneeling below, do you still have the heart to peek at me?"

Her voice was soft and glutinous, and the tail note rose slightly, like a blunt little hook, scratching lightly in the heart socket, not hurting the flesh and blood, itching badly, Murong Che's heart moved, the hot breath exhaled from her mouth swept over her ears, he subconsciously turned his head sideways, and before An Miao could react, a feather-like kiss fell on her fair cheek.

Brief contact, faint as if it was an incomparably distant illusion, An Miao was stunned for a moment, and her whole face turned red in an instant, she straightened her waist, forced to retreat again, a pair of eyes stared at her with a hazy look, her red lips opened slightly, and she made a threatening mouth.

Even if Doctor An, whose cheeks were flushed, was fierce, he didn't feel any danger, Murong Che only felt that he wanted to laugh, but because General Fengcheng was still there, he cleared his throat and hid the smile in the deepest part of his eyes.

Hearing a sound from behind the imperial table, General Fengcheng, who was kneeling below, moved his body and moved forward half a step forward in a kneeling position, and said in a dumb voice:

"Your Majesty, the old minister doesn't have the face to see you!"

They are all old men, their sideburns are mixed with black and white, and their voices are hoarse, but An Miao noticed that although this General Fengcheng seems to be a little embarrassed, his voice is full of energy, and his body is obviously very tough.

So, the purpose is to play a bitter trick?

is such an old person, and he is still paying attention to this set, but it is no longer meaningful, he can be in the court for so many years, and he is an old and cunning fox.

An Miao lowered her head, pursed the corners of her lips slightly, and when she saw that the main drama was about to start, she also bent down and took two steps back, standing aside as a quiet backdrop.

Anyway, Murong Che didn't say anything, and General Fengcheng wouldn't notice an ordinary little palace maid. 600

"Oh?" The person he was facing changed from a delicate little doctor on the tip of his heart to an old man who was rolling around, and was disturbed to get along with him with great difficulty, Murong Che frowned, and his tone was quite dissatisfied, "Then I don't know why General Fengcheng didn't have the face to come back to see me, why did he still appear in my imperial study?" ”

His words seemed to be bland, but in fact, he had begun to have a bit of an aggressive taste, General Fengcheng was stunned, and he didn't expect that the puppet emperor who was controlled by the Queen of Heaven before would be able to do this now.

But stunned, Feng Cheng's head hung even lower, his upper body was almost on the ground, and he put his posture very low, "Your Majesty, I also know that I shouldn't bother you for this little thing, but Rou'er... She's my only child, and I can't leave it alone! ”

At this moment, An Miao seemed to hear a trace of sobbing in Fengcheng's voice, this old man, kneeling in front of the emperor, was full of wanting to find a way to live for his daughter.

The voices of the outside world are in a uproar, the concubines inside the palace can even do murderous things for the sake of their appearance, the streets are full of unfavorable rumors about Concubine Rou, and there are still human witnesses, who are well protected in the Criminal Department, Feng Cheng has no way, except for taking the initiative to find Murong Che, he really can't find any other way to keep Feng Surou alive.

"Your Majesty, for the sake of the old minister who has no other heart for the country and the people for so many years, you can give my Rou'er a way out!"

This time, the collapse and pain in Feng Cheng's tone could not be hidden completely, and even An Miao felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it, but Murong Che was still expressionless, looking at Feng Cheng's performance, there was still a faint taste of banter.

His daughter's life is human life, so what about other people's?

If there is any problem with the killer that An Miao found because of Feng Surou's jealousy, it would not be a pity how many times Feng Surou died.

There was fire flickering in his eyes, the palm of his hand under the table had been tightly clenched into a fist, and there was anger hidden in the deepest part of his body, which could cause a prairie fire at any time.

If you want to rely on your age and sell your old to make such a big mistake, you want to treat it as if it never happened, how can there be such a good thing?

Does it really mean that he is a general, so he can be big and ignore no one?

It's ridiculous.

"Your Rou'er?" Murong Che smiled, but there was not the slightest smile in his voice, he looked at Feng Cheng, his eyes were full of deep and dark ice, one of his hands was on the armrest, and his fingertips flicked unconsciously, only An Miao knew that he was really angry.

"At the beginning, you tried your best to send your daughter to the palace, she is now Concubine Rou, has General Fengcheng stayed at the border for too long, and even forgot the rules of the palace, so I don't need to tell you one by one, so I can be the right general."

"The emperor spares his life!"

Feng Cheng's body trembled in fright, knowing that he had said the wrong thing, his cold sweat slid down the corners of his forehead, his body tensed, and after relieving himself, he began to kowtow non-stop.

"It's the old minister who lost his words, please spare the emperor's life, it's the old minister who is confused!"