The Quick Transmigration Bigshot Always Plays with Heartbeats

[A true 'love-hate' story, the plot is intense. Please read the trigger warnings in Chapter 1 before deciding whether to read it~]

An interstellar bigshot kicks the bucket and gets a ...

Chapter 203: The Imperial Master is plotting against me again (8)

The next day.

The eastern sky was still pitch black, and Bu Tiange was awakened by a fat bird that jumped onto his head.

“Chirp!”

——Host, get up and go to court!

Bu Tiange closed his eyes, but his hand touched its feathers with incredible precision, and he grabbed the feathers and lifted it upside down.

"Chiu?!"

——Host, what are you doing?

"You're so noisy." Bu Tiange sat up, his eyes cold and impatient, wishing he could tear Feichu into pieces.

She threw it away, jumped off the bed, rolled up her long hair in the dark, and walked out of the hall.

Feichu secretly followed her, moving the strokes up and down.

“Chirp, chirp!”

——Host, are you sure you want to go to court like this?

"What else?" Bu Tiange shrugged.

She walked into the front hall, and sent away all the eunuchs and palace maids who were supposed to serve her to bed and get up in the morning, and asked them to wait here.

The time has come. A plain figure walked out from the inner bedroom. Although he was as thin as a willow swaying in the wind, his every move exuded the aura of an emperor, making people dare not treat him with disrespect.

The servants concentrated and held their breath, performing the ritual of three kowtows and nine bows together.

"Your Majesty."

Bu Tiange tightened her cloak around her shoulders. After a few seconds, the girl opened her lips, two condescending words on her lips: "Stand up."

Shu Xing, perhaps because she was young and fearless, was the first to stand up and boldly requested, "Your Majesty, please allow me to help you dress."

"Did I ask you to speak?" Bu Tiange raised his eyes, "Shu Xing, you are overstepping your authority."

"I know I was wrong." Shu Xing panicked and knelt down while apologizing.

A stream of true energy supported her knees, apparently to prevent her from kneeling.

Shuxing looked up in surprise.

Bu Tiange put down his hand and said calmly, "This won't happen again."

Shu Xing quickly bowed his head and saluted, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."

Bu Tiange looked away and stopped looking at her.

It’s not that she loves the little girl very much, but she is really fed up with the girl being startled all day long.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'm going to let this girl off the hook. If you dare to be disrespectful to me again, don't blame me for being rude!"

At the end of his words, Bu Tiange's voice suddenly became sharp, and half of the eternal lamps in the hall went out. The remaining two were arranged in a circle on each side, and light green smoke floated up.

The servants hunched their bodies, not daring to breathe.

"Chiu."

The chirping of young birds breaks the silence.

Feijiu poked his little head out from Bu Tiange's arms and glared at her with dissatisfaction.

——Host, you are about to suffocate the system!

The old steward's eyelids twitched, and he trembled as he said, "Your Majesty, are you... going to bring this bird to court?"

Bu Tiange pressed down the fat chirping bird's head and asked indifferently, "Why not?"

No, of course not.

Golden Palace.

It was almost noon, and the ministers were getting impatient when the little emperor finally arrived.

The girl was dressed in plain clothes and had no makeup on. Half of her black hair was loosely tied up by a golden hairpin, while the other half cascaded like a waterfall, casually draped behind her.

Several palace maids followed behind her, and they were dressed even more gorgeously than she was.

Bu Tiange leaned sideways on the dragon throne, yawned, and said lazily: "My dear ministers, if you have anything to report, please report it in the morning. If not, please dismiss the court."

The entire court: "......?"

The old minister, with white hair and beard, stepped forward, holding an ivory tablet in his hand, and said earnestly, "The rule of attending court at the hour of Mao was established by the late emperor. Your Majesty must not abolish the rules of our ancestors!"

"oh."

Bu Tiange glanced at him, his eyes calm.

Seeing her indifference, the old minister steeled himself and knelt, saying, "The late emperor worked tirelessly for the public. I implore Your Majesty to follow the late emperor's will and put the world first in all matters."