Chapter 1131: My Gentle Tyrant (13)

Laifu was puzzled. His Majesty had a headache again today. He took the sword and chopped off a cursing before coming out of the Yangtze Palace, and walked back murderously.
Laifu guessed that this imperial concubine was too bad.
He has served his majesty since he was a child, and he knows his majesty's temperament very well. When his majesty is ill, generally no one can escape his sword.
Laifu was ready to collect the body of the imperial concubine, but she was alive and well.
...
Ji Rong woke up.
There was still a dull pain in the back of his neck.
When he woke up, he looked for Fu Yue, gritted his teeth and said, "Bring me that woman."
There was a murderous look in Ji Rong's narrow and cold peach blossom eyes.
That woman dared to stun him?
He is going to kill her!
Although Laifu muttered in his heart that his Majesty would look for the noble concubine when he woke up, it seemed that the noble concubine was very spoiled, but he didn't say anything.
Because, in this palace, the most important thing is to speak less and make less mistakes in order to protect yourself wisely.
...
After a while.
Fu Yue was taken to Weiyang Palace.
As soon as she entered, she saw a handsome scumbag sitting on the bed, and she looked over murderously when she saw her coming in.
The eyes were fierce.
Fu Yue: "..."
MMP, this dog still wants to kill her.
Ji Rong looked at Fu Yue sympathetically, "Qin Chu, you are so brave, dare to faint me?"
"I think you are living impatiently."
Fu Yue retorted him with a serious face, "Your Majesty said and laughed, where is the ability of a weak woman to stun your Majesty."
She emphasized the three words weak woman.
"Obviously, your majesty was suddenly hit by an evil head and smashed the pillar. The concubine finally stopped you, huh!"
Ji Rong: "..."
The corners of his lips twitched.
He just had a headache, not a silly brain.
The woman didn't even blush when she lied, and he almost believed it.
"Nonsense!"
Ji Rong flicked his sleeves and stared at Fu Yue gloomily, "Qin Chu, deceiving the emperor is a capital crime."
Fu Yue said nothing.
Ji Rong: "Speak."
"The concubine has nothing to say, anyway, it's dead. If your majesty wants to kill, kill it."
Fu Yue looked like a fish.
The typical dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.
Ji Rong: "...Don't think I can't cure you!"
His Majesty the Emperor, who was on the verge of rampage, turned his head to look at Laifu, and pointed his hand at him.
"You, declare to me."
"The imperial concubine loses her courtesy in the front of her, takes her title, and enters the cold palace. Let me reflect on it!"
Fu Yue: "..."
The cold palace copy really opened.
Laifu: "Here." He turned his head to look at Fu Yue, with some sympathy in his eyes, "Noble concubine, please."
This imperial concubine is also hard enough.
Finally got the favor, but only for a few days, which somehow angered your majesty and was beaten into the cold palace.
Fortunately, at least his life was saved.
Fu Yue turned his head and left, waving his sleeves without taking away a cloud.
Turning his head, the carelessness on the woman's face immediately disappeared without a trace.
Damn Ji Rong.
See if she doesn't kill him!
Fu Yue was about to engage in Ji Rong. What she didn't expect was that the opportunity came so quickly, just a few days later.
...
Fu Yue was rushed to the cold palace.
There were only two court ladies waiting around.
When I arrived in Lenggong, the treatment was naturally worse than before. In the past, when I was a concubine, I ate delicacies, but now I just boiled cabbage in clean water.