GBP Chapter 126 is meaningless
Chapter 126 is meaningless
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It must be said that the host is someone who knows how to exploit loopholes.
"it is good."
From then on, the mortality rate in the palace dropped sharply.
The reason is simple: the emperor was afraid of tiring the empress, so he almost never let her do anything.
Even his temper has improved a lot.
[I was blind to your true worth before, host. You are simply a genius! I admire your intelligence immensely!]
【hehe. 】
"Your Majesty, now is the time to prioritize having offspring. We should take women from good families into the harem to enrich the family and ensure the continuation of the imperial line!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
In just one month, these people became much bolder in front of Shen Qingqing.
"Qingqing, I don't like them."
He rested his head on Shen Qingqing's shoulder and pointed to the two people below.
"Lord Li should pack up and go home to retire, and so should Lord Fang."
"Your Majesty, we are not yet old, and we can continue to serve our country with utmost devotion!"
"I second the proposal."
Sensing the murderous intent of those around her, Shen Qingqing knew better than to say anything more; these people had truly sacrificed themselves for their country.
He pulled a bow and arrow from under the dragon throne. "That depends on whether you two have good luck."
hum-
Two swords fired simultaneously.
The remaining ministers scattered, and Xiao Lin, who was standing right between the eyebrows, called out to collect the corpses.
New ministers arrive one after another, one after another, they're all blind.
They even dared to pry open the corner of the Empress's wall.
"Qingqing, are you tired?"
Mo Jing massaged Shen Qingqing's fingers, the force of which had left a slight red mark on the girl's skin.
They were so offensive that he almost couldn't resist killing everyone there.
"Not tired."
She patted Mo Jing's head.
If only everyone were this obedient.
Lazybones: Then the world will be destroyed!
It has to be said that Shen Qingqing's life this past month has been nothing short of Xiao Lan's dream.
Someone feeds her when she eats, someone lulls her to sleep, someone massages her when she's tired, and Mo Jing follows her everywhere she goes; the two are inseparable.
Mo Jing was very obedient. Everyone in the palace knew that His Majesty would not get angry in front of the Empress.
"Since you are so concerned about national affairs, then we will all read the memorials together from now on."
He winked at Xiao Lin.
With thick stacks of memorials in his hands, each man left the morning court session dejectedly, carrying two copies each.
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"My lord, the Emperor says that the Empress is overworked and should not see anyone."
"Go tell him that I, the old man, am determined to see him today!"
Xiao Cui stood there, at a loss. These two were people she couldn't afford to offend...
"grandfather."
"My dear grandson!"
Upon seeing Mo Jing following behind, Shen Jing's face darkened.
This man, while he was away in the State of Yan, secretly abducted his beloved grandson and even plotted to attack the State of Yan!
I have no idea what's wrong with me!
He spent two whole months mediating the situation, and only now did he finally understand.
Unexpectedly, the first news I received upon returning was that my beloved grandson had become the empress.
He was secretly worried.
"How did you come?!"
Did I call you?
Even with a glare from his beard, Shen Jing wasn't afraid and unleashed his full power at close range.
Mo Jing stood silently to the side, head bowed.
“Grandpa, I asked Mo Jing to come with me. I don’t want to be separated from him.”
"Qingqing..."
Mo Jing's eyes lit up, and he reached out to take Shen Qingqing's hand.
Unexpectedly, Shen Jing interrupted him.
Then he stood there, not daring to move, looking like he had been bullied.
Shen Jing, standing to the side, had his eyes opened by a small knife to his butt.
This was the first time he had ever met someone like this, it was truly...
"Grandpa, please don't scold him."
Shen Qingqing naturally took Mo Jing's hand.
Even Shen Jing, who had experienced decades of court life: ...
At this moment, in this place, all he wanted to do was curse.
"My dear grandson, Grandpa has something to tell you."
He looked serious as he glanced at Mo Jing.
"I'm going to talk to my grandpa for a bit."
She patted Mo Jing's hand to comfort him.
Mo Jing stubbornly held onto Shen Qingqing, the veins on his hands bulging, his eyes misty as if he were about to cry.
"I!"
Shen Jing couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he went up and pulled Mo Jing away, taking Shen Qingqing to the other side.
His hands were empty, there was nothing there, and a shadow fell over his eyes.
After the two left.
A dark figure appeared out of thin air in a flash.
"My lord, should we..."
He waved his hand without saying a word.
A gust of wind blew, and the dark figure vanished from the spot in a flash.
In the back garden, a vast expanse of roses, one after another, is a feast for the eyes.
I waited here for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and getting impatient, I decided to pluck a few flowers.
"Young master, be careful of this rose, it has thorns."
A woman dressed in plain white clothes.
This place is not far from the Zichen Palace, and ordinary people cannot enter here.
The woman had a calm expression and seemed not to recognize Mo Jing.
Mo Jing was dressed in all black.
Although he possessed an extraordinary demeanor, he exuded an air of laziness, and the fact that he could move around freely here was something that ordinary people could not do.
Reach out and pluck a flower without hesitation.
Hold it in your palm.
There was no reaction even when stabbed or scratched.
呲——
The pale hand forcefully kneaded the rose in its palm, and the once whole flower fell petal by petal, shattering into pieces.
My love...
Would you choose me...?
One after another, her hands became covered with tiny wounds without her noticing, but she seemed oblivious to the pain.
"Young master, is something troubling you?"
The stone-paved path was strewn with red petals.
I held the last petal in my hand and brought it to my eyes.
"who are you?"
"I am Chen An'an."
Qingqing would surely love if this petal were made into an ornament.
"Why are you here?"
Chen An'an showed no sign of panic and spoke calmly.
"This young lady accompanied my father to the palace today, and in the rush we got lost."
"And so I walked all the way here."
She stood beside a rose bush with her hands in front of her.
Her eyes were bright, like stars, and one glance could captivate the soul, yet they also possessed a touch of playfulness and cuteness.
With her cherry-like lips, cascading hair, and white silk dress, she resembled a blooming flower.
Very beautiful.
But Mo Jing didn't even spare her a glance.
Do you know why these flowers are red?
He fiddled with the flowers, his fingertips rubbing against the sharp rose thorns.
His lips curled up slightly with excitement.
"Because of the variety?"
Chen An'an asked in confusion.
It was enough that I was able to speak with His Majesty on our first meeting.
"Do not."
Finally, Mo Jing turned around.
His black hair was loose, and his pale skin made his eyes look even more bloodshot.
"Because of nutrients."
Swish Swish Swish—
Draw the sword, use the sword, and close the sword.
Xiao Lin didn't react in time. He took the sword at his waist, went for a stroll, and then came back.
Mo Jing didn't like carrying a sword, so he always made him follow behind.
Chen An'an's eyes were filled with terror, her mouth gaped open, spitting out blood, "I..."
The pain in her neck prevented her from saying anything more.
"They're just short of nutrients."
He smiled, but his eyes were devoid of any light, and he muttered to himself.
Mo Jing didn't know what to do.
Aside from being with Shen Qingqing, he didn't know what else to do, and he didn't want to do anything else.
Meaningless.
To him, killing was a very small and easy thing.
Just like sneezing.
Just like life, it's meaningless.