Chapter 6: Doesn't He Stink?
As soon as these words came out, the old ministers below were all embarrassed.
Each has a ghost.
Some people think that this little emperor is really ruthless, and they can't wait to kill those concubines as soon as possible.
Some people think that this little emperor is avenging his mother, but it's really amazing.
Yu Shu glanced at Uncle Huang.
Li Aotian's frowning brows loosened, and Li Yushu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he walked in front of the ghost gate every day.
It's really hard to be an emperor, and it's even harder to be a puppet emperor.
"In that case, let the emperor personally watch the scene." Li Aotian opened his eyes and looked at Li Yushu quietly: "The affairs of the harem have always been simple, and the emperor will practice first. ”
Yushu was so shocked that he almost fell off the dragon chair.
asked her to personally watch the concubines follow the first emperor.
Away from Aotian, you carrot-legged immoral thing.
"Uncle Huang, I ...... I think it's better to have the chief eunuch to watch this matter personally. Liyushu politely refused.
She didn't want nightmares at night.
But she said that there were a hundred words waiting for her from Aotian: "Weichen thinks that the emperor is the best candidate, and the emperor is majestic and can deter them." ”
Li Yushu couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking, you have a stronger deterrent, why don't you go.
At this moment, a strange smell rose in the air.
The smell wafted up from the dragon chair, and when I smelled it carefully, it turned out to be a foul smell.
Li Aotian's face immediately darkened, as black as a coal ball, he covered his nose, frowned, and whispered: "The emperor's food is really good." ”
The turbidity from Yushu's belly was finally discharged, she was much more comfortable, lazy to leave Aotian, she stared at the ministers below, and asked seriously: "Is there anything else wrong with Zhong Aiqing?" ”
The ministers shook their heads.
"Then let's retreat." Li Yushu held his breath and lowered his robe.
It's okay not to raise it, but when it is raised like this, all the stinks are waved away from Aotian.
Li Aotian held back his cough, his face flushed, and he clenched his fists, this little thing was deliberate.
After retreating from the court, she left the Jinluan Hall with the posture of a dragon from Yushu, and returned to the dormitory in fear through the Jiuqu corridor, accompanied by the personal palace maid Jasmine.
"Hurry up, I'm going to be respectful." Without everyone's surveillance, Liyushu regained his natural and free temperament, and when he picked up the dragon robe, he was about to take off his obscene pants.
Jasmine hurriedly closed the door: "Emperor, pay attention, really, hurry up and take off the inner hall." ”
"No, no, no, I'm going to pull my pants." Li Yushu rushed towards Gong Fang and said, "I'll go in and take it off." ”
Liyushu sat on the gong bucket very comfortably, she reached into the wide dragon robe and tore off the chest strap, she let out a sigh, and finally relaxed a lot.
At this moment, she heard Jasmine's voice: "Lord, you can't go in, the emperor is paying tribute." ”
Li Aotian is the prince of the first emperor, and he is naturally the prince.
Li Yushu sighed in his heart, thinking, Izugong also has to follow, there is really no freedom at all.
Her chest strap was untied, and wouldn't he be exposed if he broke in.
In desperation, she quickly took off her dragon robe and held the wide dragon robe together in front of her chest, creating the illusion of bulging.
Just as she was pulling the stinky stink, Li Aotian opened the curtain of Gong's room.
The two of them looked at each other, both stunned, and Yushu's face was red to the root of his ears, thinking, doesn't he think it stinks? Or is his nose not very good? Or are you used to the smell of your own stinky fart?