During the 121 years of the Xu Dynasty, Emperor Xu Yi abdicated after reigning for one year and passed on the throne to the Mo general Mo Xiucheng.

The new emperor ascended the throne and was crowned as the first emperor Xu Yi.

Such a ridiculous thing is afraid that it will become a joke to write it down, but it will come true.

……

Even if you pass on a different surname, you even have a male queen!

At the same time as the rumors were spreading, the officials and thieves who had originally wanted to force Mo Xiucheng to take the throne began to move again, and they were sent in piles and piles, all of which were saying that the new emperor would be abolished, and it would be just a matter of persuading him to set up a male concubine, how could the queen be a man!

There are also those who want him to have a rich harem, and there are also those who recommend their own concubines.

And then—

In the afternoon of the same day, the officials who went to the imperial study vaguely heard strange sounds coming from the imperial study.

The faintly magnetic and indistinguishable Qingyue voice was like shouting something.

"Oh, so Huang Sang also wants to make a concubine?"

“…… I didn't say that. The man's voice was full of helplessness and a smile.

The voice in the back they recognized as their new emperor, but the voice in front of them-

Some of them recognize each other, yes! It is the former emperor and the current queen - Xu Yi's!

Everyone looked at each other, and when they waited outside the imperial study, there was another voice from inside.

"So, is 'Your Majesty' jealous?" Their new emperor still kept that title, and the moment they opened their mouths with a smile on their faces, their faces changed slightly.

But what surprised them even more was to come.

"No, I just want to tell you, if you really want to have the day when you have a concubine, I guarantee that you won't survive the next day." The young man's leisurely, determined and confident voice sounded.

This is supposed to be a threat, a word that makes people disgusted.

But when their new emperor heard this, he laughed loudly, as if he had heard something pleasant to him.

"Your Majesty rest assured." The new emperor's deep and magnetic voice said slowly, "There will never be a day." ”

The officials outside the imperial study were silent, and after summoning them in, they walked in respectfully.

As soon as I caught my eye, it was the young man sitting cross-legged on the couch next to him, lazily sweeping the picture around them.

There is no yellow robe, and the young man in the white robe looks lazy, but his delicate little face is a little good-looking.

Several officials who presented the draft of the concubine: "......"

The lazy little appearance, slightly squinting the dangerous eyes.

This picture! It sounds familiar!!

Gollum –

They couldn't help it, and at the same time swallowed nervously, and then the low voice of the new emperor came.

"How many people are there to persuade me to draft the concubine, right? To bring you here today is to speak of the matter. ”

“……”

They were busy looking at the emperor and immediately saluted.

"Your Majesty!"

"I don't think about choosing a concubine, because the queen is too lazy to take care of the harem, and I am too lazy to take care of it." The dragon robe was worn on the man's body, adding majesty, and his handsome face was not angry and arrogant, and he lifted his lips calmly: "This is the first, and the second is to call you here to tell you that this is my family matter, and there is no need to discuss these matters in the future, if you have to listen to persuasion." ”

The emperor paused, his gaze fell back to the table, and he said lightly.

"If 'Your Majesty' is unhappy and wants to do something, I must be the one who handed her the knife, understand?"

“…………………………”

The courtiers who knelt on the ground but had different intentions and ambitions trembled slightly, and naturally understood that the 'Your Majesty' in the emperor's mouth certainly did not refer to himself.

That......

Who is it?