"Your Majesty...... The old queen mother said...... I hope that the emperor must not be rash...... "The prince adhered to his duty as a slave, thinking that he should admonish at this moment, and said something tremblingly.

Song Qianheng's eyes widened, and the bloodshot in his eyes exploded deeper and deeper.

"Even the imperial grandmother has to help him speak!"

With a flick of his hand, he took out all the things on the table, and the four treasures of the study, the teacups, the teacups, and the rest of the music folded on the ground and mixed them up, almost lifting the entire table.

"Grandma Huang is confused! My country was given by the emperor! My throne is a royal letter written by the emperor himself! But he, King Yan, has repeatedly made mistakes and trampled me under his feet! Say that I am still young, say that I ignore the affairs of the world, and say that I listen to the words of the minister! In the end, I am the emperor or is he the emperor! ”

Seeing that the emperor was angry, the humble body of the prince shrank in one place, and he wanted to form himself into a ball, so he immediately closed his mouth.

"You're not doing a good job! I'm going to punish you! ”

Song Qianheng had nowhere to be angry, and he hated to kick anyone.

In the darkness, a sarcastic smile rose at the corner of the kneeling man's mouth, but it was fleeting, and no one could see the clue, "Your Majesty, the slave thinks that there is nothing more important than the heart." Even if he really stabbed King Yan to death with a knife, it was difficult to eliminate the hatred in the emperor's heart. After all, in the eyes of the minions, now the emperor hates King Yan to the core. ”

"You don't hate?" Song Qianheng snorted coldly, walked up to him, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "He cut off all your life, don't you hate?" ”

Lu Siming, who was originally lying on the ground, slowly raised his head, with an angular and thin face, upright facial features outlining soft lines, and a good-looking face, but revealing a chilling coldness.

"Hate, if you can, you can't hate it, you can't cut it with a thousand knives. But before that, the slave wanted him to taste the taste of involuntary and helplessness, the sword has no eyes, the flesh hurts, and the heart must start with what he cares about the most. "The dark eyes are like two bottomless abysses.

"King Yan has the people he cares about the most, and he cares about the things he cares about the most. If one day, all these people and things collapse in front of him, and all the good life that was once lived is destroyed, he will be able to feel the pain of tearing out his heart, and in this way, his heart will be like ashes, and he will live like a walking corpse in the future, and he will not want to die. This is the only way to relieve the hatred in the hearts of the minions. ”

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly revealed a sneer, as if there was always a hatred in his heart......

"The person that Uncle Huang cares about is just that He Jiusheng, if he doesn't care, how can he snatch people away from me, how can he risk the crime of rebellion to beg the imperial grandmother to give her the position of princess!"

Song Qianheng's fist hit the table, causing the table of Limu to shake, and a pair of pupils exuded an unpredictable black shadow, mysterious.

"The emperor is wise, King Yan naturally cares about his princess, but I don't know if the emperor can be willing to let go of such a beauty as He Jiusheng."

"Hmph, it's just a woman, I don't worry about a woman. If it weren't for Song Yanjiao's deception too much, and he was so arrogant again and again, I wouldn't have moved his mind. ”

A woman who was robbed by his imperial uncle is no longer innocent, what does he have to be nostalgic for!

When she lived in Yanwang Zhuangzi, she might have hooked up with others, and she was shameless! Skittish!

How many days and nights did he have trouble sleeping, just bearing such a shame, as if he had been fiercely crowned with a green hat on his head!

And the ones who cuckolded him were his imperial uncle and childhood sweetheart!

"He and He Jiusheng have hooked up a long time ago, and I have been kept in the dark by these two people! Song Yanjiao despised the imperial power, so that the ethics were often ignored, and I couldn't tolerate him! ”

That time Song Yanjiao secretly changed the palace sedan chair, wasn't he despising the imperial power?

He never bowed his head to his nephew.

The woman who stole him Song Qianheng today will come to rob him of the throne tomorrow.

Now he is no longer the yellow-mouthed child, sitting on the throne and letting others dictate him.

He wants to take all the power in his hands.

And that woman, who is also a childhood sweetheart, actually teamed up with outsiders to embarrass him, and the position he gave her was Concubine Chen! Concubine Chen!

She actually sat back and let Song Yanjiao change to a concubine sister to enter the palace!

"The slave heard that He Zhaoyi, who was demoted in the palace, and her sister have always been incompatible......

When it came to He Zhaoyi, it was even more angry, and that night he lifted his hijab with joy and saw an unfamiliar face appear in front of him.

That shame and anger is still fresh in my mind.

Lu Siming chuckled, "The emperor is the king of a country, if you want to get He Jiusheng, the slave has a way." It's just that the chess pieces that should be used also have the value of her existence, otherwise it would be a waste to put them there in vain? gave He Zhaoyi the capital to handle, and things fell into place. ”

"You mean, tell me to summon her and give her rights?"

Lu Siming narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth were terrifying, "The emperor naturally understands what to do, He Zhaoyi and her biological mother have suffered a lot in He Mansion, all because of this concubine." As long as the emperor pinches the string of He Zhaoyi's kite steadily, it can be retracted and released freely, and the emperor has the final say on the left and right. In this way, it does not lose the style of the emperor. ”

Song Qianheng lowered his eyes to look at him, and the cold light in Lu Siming's eyes flickered brightly, which made people happy.

He was right, He Jiusheng and He Qingli were indeed as powerful as fire and water, and it was really a pity that they forgot such a good thing behind them.

If He Qingli was given a chance to turn over, she would definitely make He Jiusheng uncomfortable.

Song Yanjiao responds to herself in front of her every day, making herself uncomfortable, and using He Qingli to make a move, anyway, they have old grudges, and they can't beat the emperor with eight poles, which is not a good thing.

"Do you have anything else in mind besides that?" Song Qianheng raised his eyebrows.

Not enough, he felt insufficient. The whole He Jiusheng was too boring, and he was uncomfortable asking Song Yanjiao.

"In King Yan's place, the minions also have a clever plan...... The eldest daughter of the prime minister has always been in favor of King Yan, and once said that if it is not King Yan, she will not marry, isn't it a marriage for a few years? But the excerpt of the marriage invitation has been delayed by the old queen mother, and now that the emperor is in charge, it is better to fulfill the wish of this little woman, which can be regarded as the beauty of adults. ”

"Now that the princess is in charge, the prime minister's daughter can only be a concubine when she marries into the palace, which is better than the prime minister marrying his daughter to someone else as a wife to stabilize his position in the court, which is also a big trouble for the emperor to suppress the prime minister. Moreover, the prime minister's family has always been arrogant, especially the eldest daughter, who is even more arrogant and domineering, and sending her into the palace as a concubine will inevitably disturb the palace. ”

It's not peaceful! If you can't be at peace, you won't run in front of you!

"What an adult beauty! You've got a bit of a brain. ”

The corners of his mouth curled, and Song Qianheng felt that his thoughts were suddenly straightened out by this kid.

"There are many slaves in the way, and the slaves are willing to serve the emperor from now on, share the emperor's worries, and implore the emperor to fulfill it!" Lu Siming knocked and bowed to the emperor.

"Hahaha, that's it, do what you want." Song Qianheng's laughter was cold, and there was a hint of gloom in his eyes, "If you really have a way to make him feel the pain of piercing his heart alive, and let him taste the taste of being taken away, I will give you the benefits you want!" ”

"Someone comes, pass the order, and the inner servant Lu Yansheng will be promoted to the front of the imperial chamberlain, and stay in the imperial study to serve."

The face of the prince who heard the words on the side suddenly pulled down, and he regained his composure in an instant, "Yes." ”

"Today's green head lottery doesn't need to be chosen, arrange for He Zhaoyi to sleep. That's it! ”

"Yes......"