Chapter 180 The Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 18
The curve of Jingchuantang's mouth widened, and his deep facial features became more delicate and charming.
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She clearly doesn't like male favorites, but she insists on pretending to be frivolous and lustful. He wants to see how far she can go.
The man's fingers were very long, and due to years of martial arts training, his palms were covered with thick calluses. He held Quan Jiu's smooth and delicate hand with his backhand and stretched out a finger to rub it ambiguously.
Quan Jiu felt numb and tingling from being rubbed, and she wanted to shake off his hand immediately, but considering Feng Zhuo was present, she had to bite the bullet and continue acting.
"General Jing."
Before she could speak, Feng Zhuo, who was sitting in a wheelchair, spoke first.
Jingchuantang finally looked at Feng Zhuo, but still did not let go of Quan Jiu's hand.
"The Regent is here too."
It was as if I had just discovered such a big living person.
Feng Zhuo, dressed in a purple robe, sat in a wheelchair, his aura was no less impressive than Jingchuan Tang's. He said calmly:
"I've been so busy with government affairs lately that I haven't had time to congratulate General Jing on his triumphant return to the capital."
Jingchuantang smiled brightly:
"It's alright. I'm already satisfied as long as Your Majesty cares about me."
Feng Zhuo nodded calmly:
"That's right. Because he's worried about General Jing, His Majesty hasn't summoned the leader for three days."
A general of a country was mentioned in the same breath as a lowly prime minister. Jing Chuan Tang showed no anger at all, and his smile remained unchanged. He stared at Quan Jiu with a smile in his eyes:
"The harem has been empty for so long. I think it's time for Your Majesty to fill it up and expand the Qianqiu Kingdom."
It's just as if the words "Your Majesty, what do you think of me" were written on his face.
Quan Jiu frowned strangely.
It must be her illusion. Why did she smell a strong smell of gunpowder?
Feng Zhuo: "I will take care of the affairs of the Emperor's wife for Your Majesty. General Jing does not need to worry about it."
Jingchuantang: "Don't worry about it. This is a matter concerning the country. As a minister, I should naturally help your majesty to solve the problem."
Quan Jiu finally couldn't help it and spoke up for himself:
"When did I ever say I wanted to marry an imperial husband?"
Feng Zhuo: "Well, I won't accept it."
Jingchuantang: "In fact, having a royal husband is not bad. Your Majesty can consider it."
Quan Jiu nodded seriously:
"Okay, I'll consider it. In my opinion, the Imperial Master is a good choice."
The cold and elegant ice beauty can definitely shock the harem.
The smile on Jingchuantang's lips slowly faded.
Everyone in Qianqiu knew that the Empress had torn off the Imperial Master's belt, so it was hard for him not to know about it.
Feng Zhuo: "As long as your Majesty is happy."
Jingchuantang: "The Imperial Master's origins are mysterious, and his identity is a mystery. In my opinion, he is not suitable for the position of the Emperor's husband."
Quan Jiu pretended to be in deep thought:
"Then who is suitable..."
Before he could reply, she came up with another answer.
"This year's new top scholar is talented and handsome, and seems pretty good."
Jingchuantang: "..."
He finally changed his tone: "Forget it, Your Majesty is still young, there is no rush to take a royal consort."
Quan Jiu got a satisfactory answer and finally chose to "ceasefire".
…
night.
Eunuch Ning stood beside Quan Jiu's bed, holding a thick stack of booklets, and was familiar with the process.
"Your Majesty, do you need someone to sleep with you tonight?"
Quan Jiu felt a headache when he thought about what happened this afternoon.
Feng Zhuo actually knew that she had not favored her lover for three days. It was obvious that he had spies in her palace.
The fact that he hadn't had anyone sleep with him for three days must have aroused Feng Zhuo's suspicion...
"well."
She looked up at the sky helplessly and waved to her father-in-law.
"Bring the booklet here."
Eunuch Ning's eyes lit up with joy and he handed the booklet to her.
Quan Jiu then discovered that the men in this booklet all had portraits. Not only that, their names, family backgrounds, ages, and official ranks were all clearly recorded...
"This, this, and this."
She named eight people in one breath, just like ordering dishes.
You can't blame her. The original owner was just too weird and never singled out one person.
…
In just the time it took to stick up an incense stick, the eight people who were summoned had bathed, changed their clothes, and entered Quan Jiu's bedroom in colorful clothes.
Quan Jiu sat on the dragon bed with his legs crossed, his eyes sweeping over the group of "flashy" men.
Red, white, black, green, purple... there are men wearing all kinds of colors.
Some are tall and strong, some are handsome, and some are frail and shy...
Quan Jiu was not moved at all.
After seeing Feng Zhuo, Xu Zhu and Jing Chuantang, this group of concubines seemed mediocre and dull.
How could someone who has seen the bright sunshine be attracted by the light of a mere firefly?
Eunuch Ning had already left the bedroom, but he didn't forget to close the door for her.
In the entire bedroom, only Quan Jiu and the eight men were left staring at each other.
The scheming man was ready to make a move and took a few steps forward:
"Your Majesty, are you tired? I will help you change your clothes..."
Quan Jiu: "Get down!"
Concubine: “???”
Lie down?
Such bad posture?
Could this be your Majesty's new hobby?
Quan Jiu shouted sternly, "I told you to get down, don't you understand?"
"Your Majesty, calm down!"
Eight people lay in a row, colorful and neatly arranged.
Quan Jiu narrowed his eyes: "Very good..."
She clapped her hands and gave orders.
"Put your hands on the ground, point your toes on the ground, and don't let your lower abdomen touch the ground."
A group of people quickly got into position as she said.
"When I say one, bend your elbows and let your upper body fall freely."
Everyone did as they were told, but after only doing one push-up, they felt the difficulty.
"two……"
Quan Jiuyou continued to speak.
The long night is the best time for exercise.
"three……"
Quan Jiu: "Er Gou, I'm really a smart guy."
001: "The news that you summoned eight concubines has spread."
Quan Jiu: “???”
001: "I advise you to take care of yourself."
…
The first person to receive the news was Feng Zhuo.
The man was correcting documents in his study. When he heard the news from his subordinates, the tip of his ink pen tilted, leaving a crooked stroke on the document.
"Prepare the carriage and enter the palace."
Jingchuantang received the news only a little slower than him.
The evil and wicked man put the tip of his tongue against his teeth and gave a meaningful smile.
"Your Majesty's physical strength is amazing. I naturally want to observe and learn from him."
The man carried a pot of liquor and decided to eavesdrop.
Mo Xi was the third person to receive the news.
Looking in the direction of Quan Jiu's bedroom, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.
"Sister is still not well behaved..."
As for the aloof and detached Imperial Master...
The moment he received the news, Xu Zhu inexplicably thought of the accidental kiss that night.
It is undeniable that she tastes really sweet.
The thought of her using those lips to kiss eight other men at once made him feel sick.
After sitting at the desk for a long time, he finally stood up slowly.
…
Quan Jiu has already counted: "One hundred and nineteen..."
The eight people were sweating profusely, weakly sitting on the ground, panting:
"Your Majesty, I am exhausted. Please be kind and spare my life..."
This was the first sentence Jing Chuantang heard as he just climbed onto the roof.
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