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Chapter 292: The Concubine Is Too Hot 290

My beloved concubine is so hot 290

I vaguely remember that during the banquet, Ouyang Shaoqing said that he would leave me in the palace temple to wash away my filth.

Haha, filthy, so funny, just because I said I was a brothel girl?

As for the temple, it is noncommittal. As soon as you hear the name, you know it is a noble place.

However, what I am confused about is, can there be a temple in the palace?

As if she knew what I was thinking, I heard Yu Niang whisper: "Beiming Kingdom believes in gods very much. There is a high priest there. Whatever the high priest says, the people of Beiming Kingdom will believe."

High priest? I'm a little curious and want to see who the high priest is.

"Slave to see the prince."

I heard the eunuch in front of him kneel on the ground with a plop, still worshiping.

Without looking up, I already knew who the so-called prince was.

In the entire Beiming Kingdom, apart from Ouyang Shaorong, there is no other prince.

Besides him, who else made the eunuch so flattering and frightened?

"Please step aside first. I have a few words to say to her."

I heard Ouyang Shaorong speak so coldly and with an order that no one should question.

And then I heard the eunuch murmuring somewhat awkwardly: "This - this -"

"If anything happens, I'll take care of it. Get out of here."

Obviously, Ouyang Shaorong had no patience with the eunuch's ink marks.

And the eunuch disappeared after the word 'go'.

Lady Yu gently touched me, and my originally weak body slowly recovered.

I gradually straightened up and looked calmly at Ouyang Shaorong, who was standing not far from me.

As I watched, he walked towards me step by step with a cold handsome face, which no longer had the playfulness it had before.

Yu Niang stepped aside, deliberately leaving space for Ouyang Shaorong and me, ha!

I looked at Ouyang Shaorong. There was no timidity in my eyes, but a calm look.

He walked in beside me, stood still, looked at me condescendingly, clamped his big palm on my chin, and squeezed it hard yet somewhat gently.

"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."

With such promising words and such an ambiguous gesture, I couldn't believe it was coming from him.

I turned my face sarcastically, so that he could no longer hold my chin, and said sarcastically: "If you didn't want anything to happen to me, you wouldn't have said that you wanted me in front of the emperor. Your Majesty, do you want to know me?"

I'm going to die! If you want to kill me, it's easy, why bother?"


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