The ghost ministers looked at each other suddenly, and suddenly felt that this woman was not bad with the ghost emperor, at least such a gentle and relaxed emperor was something they had never seen, seeing that the emperor took such meticulous care of this woman, it can be seen that he really valued it.

If they dared to touch that woman, with the cruelty and blood of the emperor, they would not end well.

Although they don't want the position of imperial concubine to be held by a folk woman, they don't want to die even more, they are not afraid of death, but they can live longer, why can't they get along with themselves?

Early the next morning, Murong Su was still lying in the arms of the Ghost Emperor and fell asleep, her body was light, and a cold wind blew, waking her up from her sleep, and she opened her misty eyes with difficulty, and looked at the man in puzzlement.

"Well, I'm not worried about leaving you alone." After the Ghost Emperor finished speaking, regardless of whether the woman in his arms heard it or not, his body shook, and the next second he appeared on the ice carved jade hall.

Seeing that the emperor was holding a woman to the court for the first time, all the ghost ministers shook their bodies, and they were all shocked a few times, rubbed their eyes one by one, and looked at them in disbelief.

Obediently, they read it right, this, this is really their emperor who is not close to the body of a woman?

Where is the original ruthless and noble, high emperor?

This tall man who exudes a gentle aura all over his body, with a charming and intimidating smile, why is it so dazzling?

All the ghost ministers' hearts were pounding, and one by one they were so beaten that they wanted to vomit blood and die.

As if sensing the dissatisfaction in the hearts of the ministers, the Ghost Emperor swept over with a look, the momentum was awe-inspiring, and the cold air was overflowing, and the coercion was more like a mountain, pressing them out of breath.

The ministers trembled all over, and as soon as their legs were weak, they almost knelt down.

Well, they still look away, the emperor is still the emperor, where is there gentleness?

Even if there were, it was for the woman in his arms alone.

The ghost ministers were extremely jealous of Murong Su in his arms for a while, this woman is really a good fate, she can be so gently cared for by the emperor, such an honor, I am afraid that the women in the whole world are less than one ten-thousandth of her.

"Hmm!" Murong Su moved in the arms of the Ghost Emperor, found a good position, and continued to sleep.

It was almost early in the morning before I went to sleep, and I was picked up by this man before I slept for a while, no matter where it was, the sky and the earth were big, and the sleep was the biggest, and with this man here, even if I slept until it was dark, there was no problem.

The Ghost Emperor made a silent movement, and the words in the mouths of the ministers were choked in their throats, and they couldn't say it, so they could only watch dryly as the Ghost Emperor sat down with Murong Su in his arms.

After sitting down, he put the woman on his lap, and deliberately adjusted his sitting posture to make the woman more comfortable to lean on her arms......

This coherent action was done very naturally, cautiously, for fear of waking up the woman, so cautious and cautious emperor, seeing that His Royal Highness's ministers were speechless again, and collectively wanted to hit the wall.

"Ahem!" A ghost minister coughed dryly, trying to draw the emperor's attention back.

It seems that now is not the time to focus on how this woman sleeps.

"What?" The Ghost Emperor squinted, shot his cold and piercing gaze, looked at the ghost minister, and asked coldly.

There is a lot of momentum that you don't say why, and you don't think it will make you feel better, which makes the ghost minister tremble and feel uneasy.

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