Everyone present was looking at the emperor.
Sanning's life and death depended on his thoughts.
Except Fengqueyi.
He was really calm, drinking tea, tilting his head, looking at Sang Ning lazily with a bit of interest, curious about how she would respond.
Sang Ning didn't think about how to deal with it at all. She took a dim view of life and death and just did it if she didn't feel comfortable. Besides, everyone here was a paper person, and she was just a passerby.
Passers-by don't care what the people around them think.
She just sat there, listening to the ministers say bad things about her, and they just said a few words, which was boring.
She was impatient. What did the new emperor want to do when he called her over but didn't kill her?
He Lanyin wanted to have fun at first, but now, the performance of the fun surprised him - Tsk, the demon concubine is really calm and calm in the face of so many voices that want to kill her! The irritated look was also very beautiful and lovely, and there was a arrogance of contempt for everything in it, which made him feel fresh.
interesting.
The demon concubine is completely different from the image in the rumors.
Thinking about it, he continued the original topic: "Mr. Sang, in your opinion, how to outwit me?"
After hearing this, Sang Ning took a look at his handsome face and decided to try to change his fate of being childless for the sake of his good looks: "Marriage. I have a sister named Sang Ying who is of a good age. , if Your Majesty does not dislike her, it would be a good idea to accept her as your concubine."
She remembered that in the original article, Emperor Sang Qi of the Sang Kingdom had this idea. He went to court many times and begged to marry the Qin and Jin Dynasties, but Helan Yin refused without hesitation. He also felt that Sang Qi was repeating his old tricks and wanted to use a beauty trick to win over He played very happily.
Sure enough, as soon as her words came out of her mouth, there was a burst of opposition:
"No! Your Majesty, you must not!"
"The daughter of the Sang family is causing harm to the Yan country. If there is an elder sister, there must be a younger sister. The family tradition of the Sang family is not right. Your Majesty must not have such an idea!"
"Yes, the demon concubine just wants to use a beauty trap. Your Majesty, please think about Emperor Yanyun and be sure not to be bewitched by her!"
"Your Majesty, if you are not of my race, your heart must be different. This demon concubine has a vicious heart!"
…
They were thinking about Sang Ning like a persecution paranoia.
Sang Ning laughed when he heard this: "Okay, then let me tell you something more sinister. The Sang Kingdom and the Yuja Tribe have always been at odds with each other. Your Majesty can secretly support the Yuja Tribe to attack the Sang Kingdom. If the Sang Kingdom's force is not worth it, you will have to sacrifice money." Silver treasures, please ask for help from Dahe. In this way, Your Majesty will have all the gold and silver treasures in your pocket without spending a single soldier."
As soon as these words came out, the people present were shocked again, no, they were stunned: Is this demon concubine crazy?
For a long time, the hall was completely silent.
Seeing that his words had calmed them down, Sanning smiled proudly and sarcastically: "Look, it must be more vicious."
The ministers were deeply convinced and said one after another:
"This demon concubine must be planning something! Your Majesty must not trust her easily!"
"Yes, this demon concubine is so good at deceiving people! Your Majesty, please kill her!"
"I also hope that your majesty will kill the demon concubine, obey the people's wishes, and bring peace to the world!"
…
They have tied the killing of the demon concubine to the people's hearts.
Sang Ning applauded and laughed: "Prosperous times need beauties to embellish, and troubled times need beauties to atone for sins. What do you think, ministers?"
She glanced at them coldly and said provocatively: "You ministers are so worried about the country and the people, do you dare to come and give me a lift? My neck is so delicate that I can easily pinch it."
She was tired from sitting, and the chair was too hard, causing her back and buttocks to ache.
She was squeamish, and the pain made her irritable, and she lost all respect for the emperor: "How did your majesty watch this scene? Did you enjoy it? If you did, I will go back."
She had a hunch that the Dog Emperor had called her here to fight against the ministers on his behalf.
Her hunch was half right.
He Lanyin also wanted to use her to establish his authority.
He smashed the wine glass in his hand and shouted: "A woman with no power to restrain a chicken, you are facing a formidable enemy and giving all kinds of advice, do you think I am that Murong Zhao?"
Murong Zhao was the subjugated emperor of the Yan Kingdom.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Your Majesty, please forgive me."
When the ministers saw that the emperor was angry, they all kowtowed to apologize.
When He Lanyin saw it, he was not calm, his face was as cold as ice, and he sneered: "I am young, my brain is still there, and I am not so comatose that I need your advice."
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Your Majesty, please forgive me."
The ministers fell to the ground and shouted together again.
He Lanyin didn't say anything. He glanced at Sang Ning from the corner of his eye and waved his hand to signal her to leave.
Sang Ning didn't say goodbye and left directly. He didn't want to lose his temper. Before he could walk out of Zhaoxia Palace, his legs went weak and he fell down.
Damn it! The original owner was so sick and weak that his limbs were uncoordinated.
She fell to the ground. Not only was it painful, but she was also embarrassed in front of so many people and felt that the society was dead.
Hey, today is also a day I want to die.
The key is that in front of the emperor, no one has helped her.
Unfortunately, she tried several times but didn't have the strength to stand up. In the end, she collapsed and couldn't stand up anymore, so she just sat there, looking at the Dog Emperor from a distance.
She felt wronged. She felt uncomfortable both physically and mentally. She felt that this cumbersome body was bullying her. Her eyes were so sour, tears were rolling around her, her nose was twitching, and she was holding back the tears, looking like a pitiful little girl who was about to cry.
So pathetic.
When those wet fox eyes look over, they look like an abandoned, weak and helpless little female animal, looking at you pitifully and sending out a signal for help.
It's so heartbreaking.
He Lanyin wanted to see her cry and beg for mercy, but he didn't expect that it would come true like this due to a strange combination of circumstances.
He was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he saw Feng Runsheng walking over quickly.
The young man bent down and picked her up in front of the ministers.
"Your Majesty, I take my leave."
Feng Runsheng hugged the person and left.
Many ministers were left with confused faces: What's going on? Does Mr. Feng Xiaohou fall in love with the demon concubine? Aren't they enemies?
"The demon concubine is so weak that she doesn't look like she will live a long life."
"Perhaps she won't live too long without us killing her."
"Are you sure it's not a disguise? That's a demon concubine! She must be full of tricks!"
"Young Master Feng won't be confused by her, right?"
"Mrs. Jingguo, your brother, this is not the right situation!"
…
The attention of the ministers turned to Feng Runsheng.
Today, the new emperor ascended the throne and rewarded according to his merits. Feng Runsheng was awarded the title of Champion Marquis.
Feng Qiuhua watched his brother go away, and thinking about his body, he stood up, knelt down and begged: "Your Majesty, my brother has a heart disease, and the demon concubine can cure it. I hope your majesty will give him the demon concubine."
As soon as these words came out, the ministers were shocked again: My God, I am so happy that the emperor has ascended the throne today, exciting things happen one after another!
He Lanyin also found it exciting. He didn't expect that Feng Qiuhua would ask for a demon concubine for his younger brother. So, did he want adult beauty?
The look of the demon concubine asking for help just now was still in front of him, like a kitten, scratching his heart.
He frowned, thinking that the Feng family had a grudge against the demon concubine, and Feng Runsheng did the same. If the demon concubine couldn't solve his problem, would he be so angry that he would kill her? And relieve his heartache? How to solve it? When a man has a problem, he should solve it in bed, right?
On the bed...
He thought about the seductive charm of the enchantress on the bed in his dream... It should be kept private, how could other men see it?
Something called possessiveness quietly grows in my heart.
