"Isn't Bai Ye the No. 1 fool in Nan Zhao as rumored outside? Could it be that he got the wrong person?"
Mr. Meng affirmed: "I definitely made no mistake! I did the test on her talent myself. I guess this girl is extremely talented, and it was only too late that she showed up."
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! You are so happy!" The eunuch in charge suddenly rushed in, interrupting the conversation between the two.
Han Shaoling originally wanted to get angry, but when he saw what he said, he was slightly startled: "Are you happy again? If it wasn't a happy event, I would have your head dropped!"
The steward was so surprised that he quickly knelt down and said with a flattering look on his face: "The Queen is happy!"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, double happiness!" Mr. Meng wrote his congratulations with a smile.
Today is indeed a happy event, and Han Shaoling couldn't help laughing.
"On the day of the peak showdown, I will entertain all the ministers! Officials of the third rank and above will enter the palace with their families. They will first watch the showdown between the two masters, and then congratulate the queen on her pregnancy!"
In the evening, Han Shaoling comforted Bai Xiaoning from Fengyi Palace, and then placed her with a new concubine who entered the palace.
The concubine lay naked in front of Han Shaoling's chest, staring greedily at this rich and handsome man, feeling that he was so charming even when he was sleeping.
His eyes were suddenly attracted by the gold glove Han Shaoling wore on his left hand, and he thought to himself, wouldn't it be uncomfortable for the emperor to sleep like this?
So she stood up and gently took off his gloves.
"Ah!" screams followed.
The man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and found that half of his golden gloves had been taken off, revealing half of the cold white bones in his palms.
Seeing his newly adopted concubine, she was squatting on the ground with a frightened look on her face, struggling and retreating step by step.
Han Shaoling stood up unhurriedly, with a cold smile on his lips. He pushed back the servants who were about to break in, and walked towards her slowly, condescendingly.
"I have never liked women who think they are smart. There is no need for you to live anymore."
"Your Majesty...please spare me, Your Majesty! I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything!" The concubine who retreated to a blind corner had no way to retreat and was frightened and crying on the spot.
She didn’t know anything. The nun sent by the queen to teach etiquette didn’t tell her this!
...Queen? Yes, the queen must have deliberately not told her!
"It was the queen who framed my concubine. Your Majesty, please spare my life!"
Han Shaoling turned his gaze forward in disgust, narrowed his eyes fiercely, and gently placed his right palm on her head, feeling her twitching.
The breath of Wu Zun at his peak, click!
With a twist of his hand, the concubine's head tilted to one side, her eyes widened and she fell to the ground. He took out the bone-transforming water and poured a drop of it on her body, and the body suddenly turned into a pool of blood.
"What a damn bitch." Han Shaoling's face was full of disdain, his right hand gently caressing the gold surface of his left glove, as if to him, death was nothing more than an ant.
Suddenly, a violent wind blew outside the hall, the lights were blown out, and the eight windows in the house were blown open one by one, swaying back and forth, making their frames rattle, and looked particularly eerie in the darkness.
Han Shaoling's legs were shaking wildly. He felt that a strong pressure was slowly approaching him, and he quickly supported the table beside him with his hands, showing no imperial majesty at all.
A huge ball of fire fell from the sky as fast as lightning and fell straight to the ground.
A figure suddenly appeared in the wind, with a slender figure and ankle-length hair flying in the sky. The ends of the hair were blown to both sides by the wind, forming a beautiful fan shape.