After fast time travel, I became the treasure of the villain boss

Chapter 231 The Goblin of the Ascetic Imperial Teacher 8.0
"What is the national teacher doing recently? I haven't seen the national teacher for a long time." The old emperor leaned on the dragon chair, hugging left and right, with two beautiful concubines in his arms, asking Rong Qing , while seductively pinching the beauty in his arms.

Rong Qing sat on the left side of the emperor, his expression was indifferent, and he said, "Go back to Your Majesty, and then deal with the flood."

The emperor stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "The national teacher didn't say that, I forgot, it seems that the small town in the west has released the flood, right? Why hasn't this matter been dealt with properly?"

"Is it because the uncooperative people are not cooperating? Let me tell you, the floods are coming this day to punish those unreasonable people. Those who fail to pay even the most basic tribute deserve to be drowned."

"It's also the national teacher and the prince who are willing to take care of them. According to me, those troublesome people should be drowned."

The courtiers in the hall echoed the emperor's words again and again, and began to insult the common people, trying to please the emperor in different ways.

Now that the world is in chaos, there are constant small border wars, and they can barely be suppressed. If the border issues are not dealt with, wars will break out sooner or later.

Everyone in the world knows that the emperor is stupid. He has been obsessed with women since he came to power, and he doesn't care about the government. All matters are left to the courtiers and the crown prince.

In recent years, his body has gradually deteriorated due to his obsession with womanizing and excessive licentiousness. After a serious illness, he clamored to cultivate immortality. The whole world searched for genuine products, just to refine the elixir that does not know whether it exists, in order to live forever.

The world will be chaotic sooner or later.

Rong Qing closed her eyes, not looking at this ridiculous government affairs, stood up, made a bow, and was about to leave.

Murong Jun took a sip of wine, walked out with a beautiful woman in scanty clothes in his arms, and saluted perfunctorily: "Your Majesty, I have a treasure I want to present to Your Majesty."

"Oh? What is Jun'er talking about? Present it to me quickly!" The emperor became interested and stopped Rong Qing who was about to leave: "Master, don't rush away, let me see what treasure Jun'er presented .”

Rong Qing lowered his eyes, nodded lightly, his expression was indifferent, his whole body was clean, and he was incompatible with this corrupt palace banquet, like a god who had strayed into a place of corruption, in the midst of all extravagance, his temperament was indifferent, different from others .

"This treasure, His Majesty will definitely like it." Murong Jun Xu supported the waist of the woman in his arms, smiled and bowed, his eyes were cold and mocking.

How ridiculous, he killed enemies at the border to defend his family and country, but was recalled to Beijing and imprisoned because of the villain's slander.

He wholeheartedly served the country but ended up like this, instead catering to the emperor's preferences, offering some treasures and then constantly getting promoted, it is really ridiculous.

"Okay, okay, then I'll just wait and see." The emperor kissed the beauty in his arms, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed drinking the wine handed by the beauty.

Murong Jun pushed away the woman in his arms, clapped his hands, and a group of dancing girls filed in, lined up in the hall.

The last four eunuchs walked in carrying the sedan chair, and with the light movement of the tulle, one could see the exquisite figure of the woman in the sedan chair.

The emperor became interested, sat up straight, and stared at the small sedan chair with great interest.

"Your Majesty, please take a look." Murong Jun retreated to the side and leaned slightly.

The musician struck the first music point, and the sedan chair stopped.

As the next music point was struck, the dancers began to spread out, dancing slowly with the music.

When the next music point sounded, a red figure flew out of the sedan chair.

The woman wearing a veil has exquisite eyebrows and eyes. Following the music, she lightly falls on the drum in the hall, and pats the drum surface with her palm. In an instant, the red veil is all over the sky, blowing the woman's veil, revealing her delicate and beautiful appearance under the veil.

Rong Qing, who was standing in a high position, saw it clearly. He stared closely at the red figure, his eyes dimmed, and he clenched his hands tightly.

The music gradually became more intense, Jian Xi stepped down a little, flew to the dragon chair, looked at the dull-eyed emperor, slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand to him.

Her brows and eyes were slightly curved, with a smile in her eyes, and with seductive water waves, she stretched out her hand to him. The white, tender and slender wrist that was exposed seemed to be shining in the hall.

The emperor unconsciously held her hand, stood up following her strength, and walked to the center of the hall with her.

The dancers retreated to the side, Jian Xi let go of the emperor's hand, flicked her sleeves, swayed her waist lightly, and returned to the drum, she raised her head slightly, and looked at Rong Qing provocatively.

The warm and soft touch in his hand disappeared, the emperor shook hands reluctantly, followed Jian Xi's figure closely with his eyes, and unconsciously took two steps towards her.

With the fall of her last movement, the music also stopped, and she stood up amidst the cheers and applause of the audience, standing on the drum, already at the same height as Rong Qing.

There was a wind blowing into the hall, and her bright red dress fluttered lightly, dancing in the wind, just like herself, warm and flamboyant.

She easily became the focus of the audience, her chin was raised slightly, her smile was bright, her eyes sparkled, she was still on the verge of speaking, like a seductive fairy, charming, charming and dangerous.

She looked directly at him, bent slightly, and bowed lightly.

Long time no see.

Mr. National Teacher.

"Good! Good! Good!" The emperor clapped his hands, walked towards Jian Xi, looked her up and down, his perverted eyes lingered on her, admiring the treasure that Murong Jun sent up.

She is indeed a treasure.

Compared with her, those pinks and daisies in the palace all lose their color.

The emperor stretched out his hand to Jian Xi, a little anxious: "Come down quickly, beauty, let me take a good look at how beautiful you are."

Jian Xi withdrew her gaze from Rong Qing, looked at the emperor tenderly, stretched out her hand, put it on his hand, and slid her fingertips across his palm, making him even more distracted.

The emperor pulled her into his arms, hugged her directly, put his arms around her waist, smelled the fragrance of her body, and rushed to take off her veil.

Jian Xi tilted her head, and leaned against the emperor's embrace as limp as a boneless one, but her eyes were on Rong Qing.

"Your Majesty, do you still like the gift from the humble minister?" Murong Jun stood up, his cold gaze slipped past the emperor's hand around Jian Xi's waist, and he twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Satisfied! Satisfied! How can such a beauty be dissatisfied?!" The emperor took off Jian Xi's veil, and after seeing her face clearly, he was stunned for a moment, staring at her face obsessively: "I am so satisfied Already!"

Jian Xi's appearance was exposed to the outside, and there was a sound of breathing in the hall, she curled her mouth slightly, pulled out her hand, straightened the emperor's front lapel, slid her fingertips across his neck, and lowered her voice: "Does the emperor like me? "

The emperor looked at her obsessively, and nodded heavily: "I like it! I have never seen a beauty like you!"

"Really?" Jian Xi smiled lightly, pushed him away slightly, stood up straight, spoke directly, not worried about being rejected at all, and sentenced to a crime of disrespect: "Then I want to be a noble concubine."

The current emperor loves women the most, so how could he refuse the request of the beauty he is about to acquire?
(End of this chapter)