No one thought that-

The tyrant who was supposed to be in the Wolong Palace actually slept with the concubine in the cold palace.

All those who knelt on the ground trembled like a sieve.

The young emperor bent his slender legs, sat on the bed with a lazy and cold expression, and swept his ink eyes coldly.

"Which palace?"

Du Xinlan swallowed her saliva and spoke intermittently.

"Minister...... The concubine is the Huilan Palace...... Concubine Lan, the emperor's ...... The concubine doesn't know you're ...... here."

Pu Yangtang's eyes were as cold as ice, and his thin and beautiful red lips were pursed into a straight line.

The dead silence in the room was oppressive.

Fu Sang had already gotten up and knelt on the bed, holding Pu Yangtang from behind.

The beautiful girl's cheeks were red, her eyes were watery, and she hugged the emperor affectionately.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see what happened to the emperor and the concubine before.

Dare to interrupt the emperor's good deeds.

The catastrophe is coming.

This is the idea of the kneeling man in the house.

Du Xinlan looked at the young girl on the bed in disbelief.

Originally, she came to see if Concubine Liu, who was high at the beginning, was not as good as a pig and a dog since she was beaten into the cold palace.

The cold palace is a place to eat people.

This place is locked up by the abandoned concubines that the emperor doesn't want, and many concubines are locked in.

Either you go crazy or you die.

The last one is that life is better than death, and death is not far away.

Liu Chengcheng not only did not die of illness, lived a humble life, still lived a luxurious and comfortable life, and also got a man who was impossible to get.

Even if the man was a tyrant, he was the most honorable man in the world.

If he can get his favor, the women of the entire harem will have to kneel at her feet.

Liu Chengcheng actually did it.

Everyone says that a companion is like a tiger, but she actually saw the warmth in the eyes of the tyrant.

Insulting the concubine and the emperor is an unforgivable sin.

Du Xinlan's heart was full of despair.

Outside the house, Langhua walked in, clutching her swollen cheeks and her eyes full of tears.

"Concubine Niangniang......" Langhua shouted aggrievedly.

Fusang couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

In fact, Pu Yangtang should be blamed for this, if he didn't have to kiss her, then he could prevent Langhua from being beaten.

But the most blaming thing is Concubine Lan who came to find fault.

She lives in the cold palace, and this person can still come to make trouble.

Fusang let go of the hand holding the young emperor, got out of bed, put on his shoes, and walked to Langhua.

Said with concern: "It hurts, hurry up and rub the medicine." ”

After speaking, he glared back at the young man.

Pu Yangtang narrowed his eyes slightly, and his thin lips pursed out a displeased arc.

Langhua hurriedly shook her head and said, "The slave doesn't hurt." ”

Pu Yangtang stretched out his hand towards Fusang, and said in a faint voice: "Come here." ”

Fusang had no choice but to walk towards him and said, "It's all your fault." ”

Pu Yangtang took her into his arms and bit her earlobe.

"I really blame me."

The young man's warm breath sprinkled on her fair and graceful neck, and her dark and sultry voice seemed to hide a trace of grievance.

"I killed them all, huh?"

Don't wait for Fusan to reply.

Pu Yangtang said coldly: "Who moved the hand?" ”

Lying on the ground, the body of the palace maid trembled.

Suddenly, a palm wind swept through the room.

"Bang-"

A palace maid smashed on the wall in an instant, poofing blood and rolling to the ground, silent.

It only happened in an instant.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

"The emperor spares his life...... The emperor ......," the eunuch and the palace maid shouted in fear.

The young emperor's handsome face was shrouded in anger, and his voice was emotionless.

"What is the crime of breaking into my dormitory?"

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Male protagonist: I'm a tyrant who doesn't have feelings.