The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

Chapter 120

Mo Gui took one and directly forced it in.

Perhaps discovering the delicacy of lotus seeds, the boy's eyes lit up, eating one by one, his face bulging, like a little hamster who was eating.

When the ink returned, he peeled it, and he didn't eat a few of them, and they all went into the stomach of the little guy.

This little thing with no conscience, I still know to leave him a few.

It didn't hurt in vain.

Zhao Zhong lowered his head, just as if he didn't see anything.

The noble concubine was favored, and his status rose with the tide.

His Majesty's favor made those people in the harem restless again.

Before coming to the palace to escape the summer, I always find various reasons to want to see the concubine.

The noble concubine is simple-minded and can't cope with these pickled things in the harem.

His Majesty put him by the side of the concubine, just so that he could protect the concubine well, so he became the master privately and did not tell the concubine.

But everything was truthfully reported to His Majesty.

Everything made him bet right, as long as it was beneficial to the concubine, His Majesty had always turned a blind eye to what he did.

He has always been vigilant and careful, and found a witch doll in the palace of the noble concubine.

was about to report, but did not want to disturb the interest of His Majesty and the concubine.

All the way to sunset West Mountain.

Zhao Zhongcai found an opportunity and plopped down on his knees.

"Slave damn it, I found this in the palace of the noble concubine."

Mo Guishi stared coldly at the rough workmanship of the witch doll, with countless silver needles pierced on it, and his birthday eight characters written on the back.

There are too many people in this world who want him to die

, and because of his natural silver hair and silver eyes, he is regarded as a monster and is not treated by the world.

Winning this throne was just a whim on his whim.

Those princes worked hard and tried hard to get something, but it fell into the hands of a monster who was not welcomed.

It's harder to bear than killing them.

As for the name of this tyrant.

He loved it.

After all, what the world has become has nothing to do with him.

"Did you find out who it was?"

Mo Guishi's voice carried a faint anger, these people were so daring that they framed the concubine and ate the bear heart leopard gall.

"I caught a palace maid who was walking in the palace, saying that it was ordered by the one in the capital, and asked her to be a witch doll and frame the concubine."

Zhao Zhong took out an envelope from his sleeve, and the handwriting and seal on it were all from the lord of the harem, and promised endless glory and wealth after returning to Beijing.

At the end of the letter, he specially instructed to burn it carefully and not to be caught by anyone.

This palace maid left an extra heart, afraid that the harem would not admit it, so she specially did not destroy it, but hid it.

"Kill."

The letter turned into a lump of waste paper in Mo Gui's hand, and his eyes were cold, and he did not do anything to the woman, but sent it to the door himself.

If it weren't for the usefulness of keeping her, Mo would have killed her long ago.

"The empress performed witchcraft in the harem and murdered the emperor, and her crime was punished, but she committed suicide in fear of sin."

Mo Guishi's voice was cold, but Zhao Zhong understood what it meant.

Your Majesty is like this, I am afraid that it is for the noble concubine.

Zhao Zhong's heart trembled, according to the law, the queen's family should be condemned to the nine races, and His Majesty meant to leave them with their lives to show the emperor's mighty grace.

The deeper meaning is to correct the name of the concubine.

With the favor of the noble concubine, the position of the lord of this harem will be his sooner or later.

Between a few breaths, Zhao Zhong's brain was running rapidly, eager to dig out a deeper meaning, as a slave, he wanted the master to use it smoothly, so that he would not discard it at will.

"No." Zhao Zhong said respectfully.