Is this really the idiot emperor? What a terrible method!

She was a woman who stayed overnight in the palace and even changed her clothes. This time she could not wash herself off even if she jumped into the Yellow River. His Majesty wanted to forcefully separate her from Zhang Deshun in order to facilitate the loyalty of her father, Marquis Wanyang.

After tonight, even if she wants to go back on her word, she will only end up being a different person inside and out.

When she thought of this, she wanted to cry without tears, and her intestines turned green with regret. Why didn't she look at the people before scolding her today? It's not good to offend anyone, but this Long Live Lord!

late at night.

Zhou Jian accompanied Qin Huairou and told her everything about Ku Ye.

She was so moved by the scene that her eyes turned red, and she fell into Zhou Jian's arms. She even swallowed: "Is your Majesty the one who buried my concubine in the previous life?"

Zhou Jian smiled softly: "Of course, but I don't believe in fate. Even if I am not the man who buried you in your last life, you will never run away in this life!"

Although Qin Huairou is a queen and has a fox face that brings disaster to the country and the people, she is like a little woman who has fallen in love. She hummed heavily and rubbed her cheek against his chest.

"Your Majesty, please don't guard me tonight. I'm really fine. After all, I have practiced martial arts since I was a child and have a foundation in second-level martial arts."

"Why don't you find another place to sleep tonight?" She raised her beautiful eyes, extremely serious.

Zhou Jian shook his head: "No."

Qin Huairou felt as if she had eaten candied fruit, but her pretty face was embarrassed and she blamed herself: "But my concubine cannot serve you, so you should go find your sisters in other palaces."

Hearing this, he was amused, and the palace wife persuaded him to sleep with other concubines. This is life. Think about the women in the future, they are all tigresses, they are so different!

Just as he was about to say something, Fang Jie suddenly rushed over: "Your Majesty, the assassin has awakened!"

"What?" Zhou Jian suddenly turned around and his eyes widened!

After a while, he settled Qin Huairou and rushed to the palace prison in a hurry. He was the only witness. If he did it, Prince Xiaoqing would have to shed his skin even if he died.

Taking this opportunity, Zhou Jian can go further, eliminate more enemies, and grasp real power.

...

Tianque Academy.

The bright moon hangs high, the silence is tinged with a little bit of insect chirping, mixed with the scent of books, the ultimate beauty.

The old man Kuye stood outside a door and window like a ghost, and said softly to the figure in the house: "Sir, that's what happened. I'm leaving, and I came here to say goodbye to you."

The woman in the room couldn't hide her surprise when she spoke: "It's such a story with Buddhist meaning. It can help the master untie the knot in his heart for many years. It's really extraordinary."

"It seems that the emperor really just kept a low profile and bided his time."

If Zhou Jian were here, I'm afraid he would be shocked. Isn't this voice the same woman wearing a bamboo hat during the day?

"Yes, the talent of the emperor should not be underestimated." Old Man Kuye sighed quietly, making no secret of his praise for Zhou Jian. Then he glanced at the sky and said softly: "Sir, it's getting late. I'll take my leave."

Shangguan Wan'er was very well-educated and would never meet a man alone. Especially at night, she would pay homage to him through the door and window in the house.

"My best regards, Master Kuye, I wish you a bright future!"

The old man Ku Ye smiled slightly. In his life, he had only seen a man as incomprehensible as Zhou Jian, and he had only seen a strange woman who was well-read in poetry and gentle and intellectual like Shangguan Wan'er.

He retreated quietly, like the wind.

After a long time, a red candle inside the door and window went out.

Shangguan Wan'er fell into the night and murmured softly, with expectation and sentimentality: "Where is the man who buried me in my last life?"
Chapter completed!