Chapter 667: The Empire and the beauty (82)1

Translator: 549690339

Just when the attendant thought he was dead for sure, Wen Xian slowly opened his mouth and spat out two words,”Go down.”

The attendant retreated as if he had been granted Amnesty.

It was not until they left the main hall of Chaoyang Palace that the attendant finally heaved a sigh of relief. He raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead and let out a breath of turbid air.

The Royal concubine was really terrifying.

The moment he thought of the woman who had always been high and mighty now in such a state, the servant felt a touch of pity for Fu min.

The Royal concubine was too controlling.

This kind of love was suffocating.

Wen Xian put down the chopsticks in his hand, and the chopsticks made a sound that was neither light nor heavy when they hit the plate.

The palace attendants around him trembled.

What’s wrong with the Royal concubine?

After a long time, a cold and clear voice sounded.

“All of you may leave.”

When only Wen Xian and Fu min were left in the hall.

Only then did Wen Xian’s face reveal a smile.

He lowered his eyes and was holding a bowl of soup in his hand. He said to Fu Shang,” 1 made the soup today. LAN ‘er will like it.

Fu Shang nodded obediently.

Wen Xian’s eyes were dazed for a moment, and his heart felt lost. He muttered, “”It would be great if you were really so obedient…”

System 677, who was in the interspace, replied, [ … ]

Tongzi, who was holding God’s script, knew that this was not good.

Lord heavenly Dao’s plane is courting death!

He had actually forcefully suppressed the host’s consciousness and made her fall into a deep sleep. After the host recovers her memory… The scene was too beautiful, and the system didn’t dare to look at it.

So, system 677 tried to wake Fu min up.

Once.

Two times.

System 677 gave up.

The bosses could play however they wanted, but it was just a little system.

It was not worthy!

*

In the throne room.

Wen Xian had changed into a robe as black as ink and his hair was tied up with a Jade Coronet. His face was extremely pale and his appearance was extremely outstanding, making people unable to look away.

The night was as dark as ink, and the moon was cold and windy.

He was very tall, and as he stood in front of the Dragon throne, his aura was no longer as calm and indifferent as it usually was, but almost sharp and pressing.

Wen Xian looked at the hundreds of officials kneeling before him and said, “”What’s the matter?”

The ministers looked at each other.

They already knew that this person was the Prince of the previous dynasty, the only bloodline of the Wen dynasty.

In the beginning, this group of ministers would rather die than submit. In the end, they were afraid of Wen Xian’s subordinate’s threat to their entire family. Now, each and every one of them was like a quail, not daring to utter a word of complaint.

Except for a few loyal officials who were still cursing.

Wen Xian, you traitor! His Majesty has treated you well, but now you dare to offend your superior! You’re! beast!

“Lord Zhang, why waste your breath on these remnants of the previous dynasty? we are loyal to His Majesty and will never yield to you. We would rather die than surrender! Today, I’ll splatter blood three feet to repay the previous Emperor’s kindness!”

As he spoke, a tough-tempered official held a Jade archive in his hand and actually ran straight towards the pillar. This posture showed that he was prepared to die.

“Lord Shi!”

He furrowed his brows slightly and waved his hand in the direction of the Minister.

Immediately, a hidden guard went to save the Minister.

The official called Lord Shi was rescued and then ruthlessly thrown to the ground. She still glared at Wen Xian.

“You traitors! You should die!”

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