Chapter 1122: My Gentle Tyrant (4)

Madam Qin broke her heart from crying: "No way, how can my Chu'er go to that cannibalistic place! What kind of virtue is your Majesty today, such a tyrant, wouldn't Chu'er go to die by his side!"
Master Qin hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover Madam Qin's lips: "Madam, you can't talk nonsense about this."
Madam Qin's tears couldn't stop streaming, she stretched out her hand and hammered Master Qin's chest fiercely: "If you want Chu'er to enter the palace, it will kill me. I absolutely disagree."
Master Qin seemed to be a few years old in an instant, "Madam, it's not that I want Chu'er to go, but your Majesty has a purpose, what can we do?"
"If Chu'er escapes from marriage, then what awaits more than a hundred people in our Qin family is the sin of ransacking and extermination!"
Master Qin sighed deeply. A dignified man with seven feet had red eyes. Looking into Fu Yue's eyes, he was full of guilt and despair.
How can he not feel hurt, after all, this is his only daughter.
But it is impossible for him to let the whole family go to the funeral for Chu'er.
He can't...
Master Qin's hands were shaking.
Fu Yue: "..."
Hey, her father and mother are like this, how do they feel that they can do a funeral for her immediately...
Fu Yue slowly opened her lips and said, "That, father, mother, daughter is willing to enter the palace."
Madam Qin was instantly excited: "What do you know as a child, do you know what kind of person your Majesty is today? You--"
Fu Yue interrupted her, "Mother, there is no other way now, only the daughter can go into the palace."
"Besides, mother doesn't believe in her daughter? I'm not stupid, at least I can survive the consequences."
If it doesn't work, just draw the knife.
Qin Chu's strength value is 0, but she is not. As long as it doesn't provoke the moody king, other concubines...heh, if she provokes her, she will stun her in the middle of the night and throw it into the well.
Talking more is not helpful.
Even though Mrs. Qin cried and cried all night, Fu Yue was picked up by an emissary sent by the emperor the next day.
The battle that came to pick her up was spectacular, and passers-by couldn't help but lower their voices and whisper.
"Eh, what is the background of these people, such a big battle?"
"Shhh, that was the person sent by your majesty today to take us, the first beauty of Lin'an, into the palace."
"Into the palace? Then this girl Qin is not going to soar into the sky, after all, she was born so beautiful..."
"Oh, what do you think is a good place to go in that palace? I have a cousin who came from Beijing last month. He told me that now almost everyone in the capital knows that our majesty kills people like hell. The corpses of beautiful women who were killed by your majesty’s disobedience were sent out of Miyagi every day in the palace... That scene, tusk tusk, is tragic."
The speaker lowered his voice, and several people standing beside him listened with ears upright, and then sighed.
"This Miss Qin enters the palace, and I don't know how long she can live, pitiful."
"It's a pity for such a beauty..."
After getting on the carriage.
Fu Yue was still wondering why the car was lingering.
At this moment.
A pair of white jade hands opened the curtain, and someone bowed his head in from the outside. The figure was tall and looked like a man.
Fu Yue was taken aback.
Take a closer look, it was the young man who met during the Yuan Festival that day.
He was wearing a heavy flying fish suit with a crown on his head, his face was white with red lips, and his dark eyes were deep.
This is obviously the eunuch's dress.
Fu Yue: "......???"