Forget it, destroy it!
Do whatever you want.
Whoever wants to do those deadly tasks can do them.
He gave up, really!
Once he considered the consequences and decided to give up, Murong Qingli suddenly felt extremely relaxed.
What he will face next is just the punishment for mission failure.
As a man, would he be afraid of the so-called punishment?
No, he, Murong Qingli, was fearless.
Even after the group returned to the palace and Murong Qingli followed Si Muqiao to the familiar cold palace, he was still determined in his plan.
Guo Fu, who was following behind them, couldn't help but whisper a reminder.
"Your Majesty, why don't you go back to the Imperial Study first?"
Si Muqiao was stunned at first, then he deliberately put on a cold face and spoke in a light tone, imitating Murong Qingli's usual manner.
"Do I need your help in doing things?"
Sure enough, as soon as she said this, Guo Fu knelt down and begged for mercy.
"I deserve to die. I have overstepped my bounds. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."
Si Muqiao glanced at him coldly and aloofly, then continued walking towards the cold palace.
To be honest, she just walked here because she was used to it, so she came to the cold palace in one breath.
However, now that I'm here, why should I go back to the so-called studio, the Imperial Study?
Wouldn’t it be nice to lie in your own bedroom?
At worst, she could just ask someone to transfer all the memorials that needed to be processed over here.
Anyway, those memorials would be handled by Murong Qingli in the end, so she didn't need to interfere.
As soon as Simuqiao and Murong Qingli returned, they saw all the palace maids and eunuchs in the cold palace, mainly Tangyuan, came out and knelt down to greet them.
After asking Tangyuan and others to get up, Si Muqiao brought Murong Qingli into the house.
After giving Murong Qingli a look, she found that this guy didn't understand what she meant at all.
Si Muqiao simply gave the order directly.
"Your mother is tired and hungry, go prepare some food and hot water."
"Once you are ready, you can go down."
After saying this, Tang Yuan subconsciously looked towards Murong Qingli's (at this moment he was Simuqiao) face.
Seeing that she ignored his gaze, His Majesty on the side looked at her with interest and a smile.
Tangyuan felt a sudden panic in his heart, then quickly lowered his head and responded.
"Yes, I obey your command!"
After Tangyuan went out, Simuqiao took the lead and walked to the bed and sat down.
Suddenly, he hooked his finger at Murong Qingli and said, "My beloved, why don't you come and sit down?"
"Sit down." Murong Qingli couldn't help but frowning slightly after looking at Si Muqiao's casual sitting posture.
After all, what Si Muqiao is wearing now is his handsome face.
It really looks awkward no matter how you look at it, to use his face to do something that is not in line with his character and identity.
"Oh." Si Muqiao nodded lazily, then spoke calmly.
"What are you afraid of?"
"This is the cold palace, and there are no outsiders here at the moment."
"You don't need to be so nervous."
"I will pay attention when I need to."
"Come, come and sit. Don't forget, you are still having your period."
After saying that, she stood up and walked forward a few steps, then reached out and took Murong Qingli's hand and pulled him towards the bed.
Being led by Si Muqiao's domineering action, Murong Qingli suddenly felt a strange feeling that he had never experienced before in his heart.
He even had the unreal feeling that he was walking on cotton.
Then, because he wasn't paying attention, he accidentally stepped on the hem of the skirt he was wearing.
The next moment, he staggered and pushed Si Muqiao onto the bed.
As for him, his knees slammed onto the floor.
Facing him were Si Muqiao's size 43 feet.
Oh no, it's his own big foot.
Ugh, is this the question now?
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