Chapter 123: Jun Qian's anger

"Auntie!" In the palace, I was busy watching the inks from the ministers' government. I suddenly sneezed and sneezed my nose: "Who is talking about me behind me!"
Banxiang teased: "The goddess, it should be the emperor who missed you."
Indulge in disdainful grin, holding a beautiful figure and looking at it: "This palace is not rare, he thought, hope that there are so many beautiful people inside, there is a suitable for the emperor. You see, this is good, beautiful and youthful If I am a man, I will love this type."
The semi-fragrance looked up and said: "These beautiful people are beautiful, but compared with the maiden, it is still a lot worse, so the emperor should not look at it."
Inklessly stunned to the semi-fragrance, reprimanded: "Semi-fragrance, you will not speak! The first half of the sentence is not bad, this palace is really beautiful, but the latter half of the palace does not like to listen, What is Jun Qian Che will not look at, if so many beautiful people can not see it, then what does he want to do? Want to go to heaven!" Suddenly, a bad smile: "Semi-fragrance, it is better to let the painter also help you draw a The deputy portrait, let it go inside! Maybe it will be seen by the emperor!"
The semi-fragrance immediately whispered a small mouth: "The niece, how do you swear by the slaves, the slaves are only willing to wait for the maidens, so don't marry them!"
Mo Yan shook his head and sighed: "It seems that Jun Qian is a man who is really not very good. You are willing to be a maid, and you are not willing to be his aunt, sad!"
The semi-fragrance sounds persuaded: "The goddess, the slave is not to say that the emperor is not good, but the slave knows his identity. In fact, the emperor is really excellent, regardless of body, height, looks, intelligence, status, are unparalleled. Such a perfect person, only the perfect person like the Niangniang can match, so the goddess don't toss, these portraits, slaves help the maiden to throw it!" Said to be taken away.
Momo immediately slammed to the table and kept these portraits: "No movements, these are all beautiful things for the emperor, and you can't afford it!"
Half-fragrance wants to cry without tears, really sad for the emperor.
In the palace, Momo looked at the portrait of a beautiful woman for a day. The eyes were so tired. When she sat in a chair and closed her eyes for a while, she felt that there was a strong chill in front of her, so she couldn’t help but shudder. The sky is slowly getting hot, it shouldn't be so cold, reads;! How could I shudder, slowly open my eyes, and when I saw the person standing in front of me, I was scared to jump from the chair immediately, and I was shocked to see the person in front of me, and the voice unconsciously stuttered: "Imperial, emperor , you, how come you? Nobody has notified me!"
Jun Qianche was too lazy to answer her question. He deliberately did not let people know, just wanted to see what she was busy with.
The cold eyes gazed at her. She looked at her hair and did not dare to look at his eyes. She could only pretend to bow her head and sort out her clothes. He asked: "The emperor, why are you looking at the courtiers?"
Jun Qian's cold and cold, the cold atmosphere wrapped in ink, and coldly said: "I want to see what the Queen is playing?"
Ink stunned and looked up at him and explained: "The emperor, the courtiers did not play any tricks, oh, in front of the emperor's emperor's emperor, how can the courtiers dare to play tricks! The courtiers are seeking for the emperor. Emperor, you have come to see." Mo Yan slipped past him, went to the table, pointed to the dozens of paintings on the table: "The emperor, do you know what painting is inside? Is it a beautiful figure, Chen I am going to help the emperor draft, the emperor, you look at which one you like." Reaching the enthusiasm of the invitation to Jun Qian Che to see these paintings.
Jun Qian Che did not go to the pictures on the table, the hail continued to look at her, cold and cold questioning: "Is the Queen feeling that the harem is not enough?"
Momo immediately nodded: "Not much, it's too little. The emperor, how big is the harem! So many palaces and houses are empty now, and the sisters of the harem are full of more than 30, and this is three thousand. Jia Libi is simply a slap in the face, so the courtiers believe that the harem should be enlarged to make the palace lively, which is also good for the extension of the palace."
Jun Qianche continued the cold opening: "The Queen should not forget the rules of the ancestors. The draft is a three-year draft. It has only been more than two years since he was enthroned. He has already chosen a show when he was enthroned. So the second draft, I have to wait until next year. ""
"Next year?" When my child was born next year, I still have to do what I want to do. I am in a hurry to draft, that is, to distract everyone’s attention, not to focus on the children in my stomach, so Can't wait until next year.
Mo Yan hooked his lips and smiled: "The emperor, this rule is dead, people are alive! Anyway, you must draft, why not a year in advance! In advance, enjoy sexual blessing in advance! Emperor, look at this How about the beauty, the style is fascinating, charming and glamorous." I took a picture and opened it, and let him see it in front of Jun Qian.
Jun Qian Che Feng is even colder.
When Mok saw him not speaking, his face became colder and colder, he immediately put it down and took another pair: "Since the emperor does not like charming and glamorous, look at this pure, like a fairy who does not eat human fireworks, I look comfortable."
Jun Qian Che still doesn't talk, and Mo Yan put down and chose another pair. He continued to praise: "This is a good pair. It is pure and charming, and it is pure and charming. Although it is two kinds of beauty, it is combined with her. No sense of disobedience, complete integration, pure, charming, and beautiful in the world! You should always be satisfied with the emperor!"
"Hey!" Jun Qian Che reached out and took down the painting in the hands of Mo Yan. A beautiful figure of a beautiful man was torn into two halves and fell to the ground.
In the face of Jun Qian's anger, Mo Yan was shocked and pretended to calmly look at him and ask: "The emperor, do not like to say it, there is no need to send such a big fire!"
Jun Qian is in a dangerous atmosphere. If she is not pregnant, she will teach her a little, and she will coldly say: "Queen, don't forget your identity, don't just modify it. Rules, the draft is three years, can only be postponed, and must not be advanced. Do you want the people in the world to say that they are ridiculous? Stop the draft immediately, and don’t let any other people hear about the draft tomorrow."
The ink-faced face is awkward: "But the emperor, this matter has already been ordered. The women of the age of the ministers are already preparing. This portrait has been sent. It is said that cancellation is not good. Let's go!":
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What should I do? How to send beauty to the emperor bed? Hahaha