freenovelworld Chapter 135 Eunuch He is Really Not Good 31
Chapter 135 Eunuch He is Really Not Good 31
Uh... She knew she was being stupid without Luo Bai's ridicule.
Yes, a 100% chance of success means Luo Bai will not hurt her. Once she lets down her guard, she becomes too lazy to use her brain. This dimension consumes too many brain cells.
She still prefers a simpler plane.
Luo Bai broke free with his hands and pressed her between the cell wall and his chest.
He lowered his eyes to look at her and said, "Are you letting me go on purpose out of pity, or... Your Majesty was not wary of me in the first place."
What a clever little Baibai, her strategy points are full, she doesn't need to continue pretending, but she bullies people one moment and gives in the next, it's like she's not normal...
Haha, she likes others not to be able to guess her thought process.
Yun Zhiyue didn't struggle or say anything. She picked up Luo Bai's bound wrists and rubbed them gently, as if trying to rub away the bruises.
Seeing her behavior, Luo Bai smiled inexplicably, grabbed her cheek and twisted it to reveal her delicate and fragile neck, then lowered his head and sucked it.
Yun Zhiyue's breathing frequency slowly changed, but her tone was very calm as she said, "It seems that you still like me. Will you come and be my slave?"
The base of his ear was licked by the hot and wet tongue, and Luo Bai said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, this time I don't want gold, silver, or power, Your Majesty, just use your body to satisfy me, and you can walk on me through mountains of swords and seas of fire."
Yun Zhiyue scolded, "You're dreaming. Hurry up and get to work and approve those memorials."
Luo Bai looked at her, and his slanted red and purple eyes were filled with frightening desires.
"Your Majesty, if you want a horse to run, it must eat grass. I have been imprisoned for so long, and I am still injured and have to relieve your worries. Where is your reward?"
Seeing the hand reaching into her clothes and kneading her waist, Yun Zhiyue looked around and realized that this was a fucking prison cell.
"I'm pregnant, please don't mess around."
Luo Bai froze and looked down at Yun Zhiyue's belly. His hand inside his clothes slid from his waist to his belly and stopped moving.
Yun Zhiyue felt a chill down her spine. Could it be that this guy wanted to kill the air in her stomach with one slap?
Probably not, the strategy value is already 100...
But her idea is that feelings cannot be measured, which means that Luo Bai still has the possibility of losing control. Uh... it feels like shooting himself in the foot.
Just when he was thinking about giving in and telling Luo Bai that he was faking his pregnancy, Luo Bai withdrew his hand, tidied his clothes, then he changed into a clean coat, picked up the brush on the table, and quickly dealt with the memorial.
Yun Zhiyue: “…”
What she wanted was for others to not understand her middle-aged pretentiousness, so why was she being led by Luo Bai again?
With an inexplicable sense of competition that whoever speaks first loses, Yun Zhiyue sat aside and watched Luo Bai work without saying a word.
The flame of the oil lamp is jumping, and the oil is about to run out.
Luo Bai finally finished reviewing the last one. When he looked up, he saw Yun Zhiyue had already fallen asleep on the simple wooden table.
Sometimes he really didn't understand her thoughts, how she had been gentle and attentive to him, how she had tried so hard to seduce him, how she had plotted and harmed him coldly, and now she was sleeping in front of him defenselessly...
The tender little face that looks like it’s about to burst into tears is rosy as it sleeps, and it looks like it must be dreaming a peaceful dream.
In this gloomy prison, she is probably the only one who can sleep so peacefully.
He put the memorial down, stood up, picked the person up and held him horizontally in his arms, comforting him like a baby.
"Your Majesty, please go back if you are tired. I have already dealt with the memorial."
Yun Zhiyue answered in a daze, and only after opening her eyes did she realize her posture...
Suddenly he asked, "Bai, if I beat you up every now and then, can you accept it?"
Luo Bai narrowed his eyes, scratched the bright red lips with his fingertips, and said suggestively: "If the queen can satisfy the servant every time, it is not a bad idea."
Yun Zhiyue's eyelids twitched, and she quickly stood up and moved away from this masochistic pervert.
Perhaps she left too hastily, or perhaps she forgot, Yun Zhiyue took the memorial with her, but left behind the key to the shackles...
Luo Bai looked at the cold key in his hand, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his laughter grew louder and louder.
After laughing enough, he handcuffed himself back again. The haze that had covered this cell for days was gradually dissipating.
The reputation of the Imperial Concubine as a seductive concubine was widely known, but this was just a side effect of the Emperor’s stupidity.
The emperor is a noble person, even if he makes a mistake, it must be someone else's fault, otherwise there wouldn't be so many talks about clearing the emperor's side since ancient times.
I thought Dafeng was in chaos, and the court officials were all worried, but when they received the memorials sent to various departments, the court officials were silent...
It's really a joke. The emperor doesn't do his job, but a mere concubine in the harem handles state affairs so well.
This made them feel unconfident when calling out the name of the demon concubine...
There were heavy casualties among the royal family in the capital, but the emperor turned a blind eye.
Even if the royal family stayed in the capital for that position, and now they died in the capital without doing anything, at least the emperor had to show his attitude for the sake of face.
But their Majesty is different. He doesn't care about this matter at all, but attaches great importance to seeking immortality and medicine.
It was only after the Imperial Noble Consort sent people with valuable gifts to appease the situation and even personally visited each of the surviving members of the royal family, that the matter was finally settled.
But only the Crown Prince of Qin is in a coma. The King of Qin has received the news and will enter the capital soon.
At this time, Yun Zhiyue was in Prince Kang's mansion.
Prince Kang's son Feng Die came to the capital much earlier than Feng Yu. Since he was weak since childhood, he had to rely on the Wen family's silver needle technique to prolong his life. He was sent to the capital by Prince Kang at the age of fifteen. Now, ten years have passed, and he has always been so low-key that it seems as if he has never been found.
If it weren't for this assassination attempt, he would not have been left behind, and all the officials in the capital would have forgotten about such a person.
After all, when Feng Die came to Beijing, the prince was still alive, and he came simply to treat an illness. Who could have imagined all these messes that would happen later...
“Ahem…” The man, whose pale face could not hide his elegant demeanor, was half leaning on the couch, wearing a thick fox fur coat, looking sickly yet elegant.
"Greetings, Imperial Concubine. This prince is not injured. Perhaps the assassins felt that there was no need to target a sickly person like this prince. Your Majesty, do not worry."
Yun Zhiyue smiled gently: "Not at all. Even if you are not injured, you must be frightened. I am here on behalf of His Majesty, so I have to show my concern."
Seeing that Yun Zhiyue seemed to have other intentions, Feng Die's eyes moved slightly. Just as he was about to speak, a servant came to report that Doctor Wen came to take his pulse.
Feng Die was helpless: "Let Doctor Wen come in. Your Majesty, please forgive me for making fun of you. This prince is still alive today because of the silver needles from the Wen family. Someone from the Wen family comes here every two days."
Yun Zhiyue raised her eyebrows, and suddenly understood why Wen Ningmo was the male protagonist of the world, and why there was a noble person waiting for him to prolong his life...
"Your Highness, have you ever thought of looking for someone else? If this continues, won't your life be in the hands of the Wen family?"
Feng Die laughed when he heard this: "If everyone had the Wen family's medical skills and the acupuncture methods handed down from generation to generation, the Wen family would not have become such a big family, and would not have been in the Imperial Hospital for generations."
"The fact that I am still alive today is a favor from the Wen family. I have never thought about what your majesty said."
At this moment, Wen Ningmo brought the medicine box in and said sarcastically, "Not everyone is as thoughtful as the queen. The queen probably doesn't know the word 'knowing grace'."