Fake eunuch: the queen mother raises the corpse at the beginning

The spirit, so all aspects have been greatly improved.

And the luck of breath adjustment, hiding one's own corpse energy has improved a lot.

Now, even a ninth-level celestial master might not be able to detect his identity.

"That's fine, you can come with me." Saying that, Wei Zhong turned around and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng stood still, looking indifferently at Wei Zhong who had already walked a few steps.

Wei Zhong immediately realized that Jiang Cheng hadn't kept up with him, turned his head to look at Jiang Cheng and scolded in a low voice: "Aren't you going to keep up?"

"Who are you? Why should I listen to you?" Jiang Cheng pretended not to know Wei Zhong.

After all, he was a young eunuch who had just entered the palace, so he naturally didn't know such a big man like Wei Zhong.

If you really know each other, then there is a real problem.

"You..." Wei Zhong was angry.

He himself had just forgotten that this Jiangcheng had just entered the palace, so naturally he didn't know his identity.

"My name is Wei Zhong!" Wei Zhong immediately reported himself.

Even if people in Jiangcheng don't know him, they must have heard of his name, right?

After all, his status in this palace is not low, and anyone who hears his name will be terrified.

"Wei Zhong? Who is it? I don't know him." Jiang Cheng continued to play dumb.

I don't believe I can't kill you!

Right now, the opponent is a ninth-level celestial master, and Jiang Cheng is not yet sure that he can kill him directly.

After all, his level is only a junior walking corpse, no matter how many magical powers he has, the power he can exert is limited.

If you can't compete with the opponent at that time, wouldn't you die in vain?

Without absolute certainty, Jiang Cheng would not act rashly.

"You?" Wei Zhong suddenly became angry.

He didn't expect that his majestic eunuch chief executive would suffer in front of a young eunuch.

Fortunately, no one was around, otherwise, where would he save his face.

"That's all!" Wei Zhong adjusted his mentality a little, and then said in a low voice: "I serve the emperor, the emperor has something to see you, you come with me."

"The emperor wants to see me?" Jiang Cheng immediately showed a flattered expression.

"Not bad." Wei Zhong nodded. "You come with me right now."

"Okay." Jiang Cheng didn't continue to embarrass the other party this time.

After all, he also wanted to see the little emperor, and right now he was just pushing the boat along with the flow.

Soon, Shen Weiran received the news.

Inside the Cining Palace.

The incense burner carved with dragon and phoenix statues ignited curling cigarettes, and the fragrance lingered over the entire hall.

At this time, Shen Weiran was lying on his side on a soft couch, but he was only wearing a velvet white lining, which showed the thrilling curves to the fullest.

I saw Shen Weiran's eyes half-opened and half-closed, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although she didn't really act with Jiang Cheng just now, it made her feel the pleasure she had never had before.

This allowed her to find the feeling of being a woman.

Now she only hopes that her sunflower water can dissipate as soon as possible, so that she and Jiangcheng can go to Wushan together.

This was what she had longed for for a long time.

Now that it is about to be realized, my heart is full of joy.

Suddenly a figure shook.

I saw a woman in white descending from the sky, her hair was easily pulled up by a white jade hairpin, her skin was fair and beautiful.

It's just that the black eyes are a little dull, with a bit of cold breath.

With her waist tightly grasped, she can be regarded as a beauty, but there is an awe-inspiring murderous look between her eyebrows and eyes, which makes people daunted.

In the meantime, the other party cupped his fists and saluted respectfully and paralyzed Shen Weiran.

"Xia Xiang pays respects to the Empress Dowager."

"En." Shen Weiran slightly opened her beautiful eyes to glance at the other party, then continued to close her eyes and pretend to sleep, "There is news."

Although the above casual sentence, but it has a strong deterrent, there is a strong coercion that people cannot resist.

"Reporting to the Empress Dowager, there is no news from the Imperial Tomb yet." Xia Xiang lowered her eyes slightly as she spoke, not daring to raise her head.

Chapter 135 Gaining the Little Emperor's Favor

"Xia Xiang, you've been tired of doing things recently." Shen Weiran said lazily and turned sideways, but Xia Xiang was so frightened that she immediately knelt down and begged for mercy:

"I beg the Empress Dowager to give Xia Xiang another chance. This time, I will definitely complete the task on time."

Shen Weiran slightly opened her black eyes, and there was a cold light in her eyes, and a powerful aura burst out from her immediately.

Xia Xiang's delicate body trembled slightly.

She knew what it meant every time Shen Weiran showed this expression.

next second.

"Empress Dowager, Mr. Jiang has already been taken away by Director Wei who is beside the Emperor." At this moment, Chunxiang hurried in.

"Oh?" Shen Weiran immediately withdrew her strong aura slightly, because every time she heard Jiang Cheng again, her mood would get better inexplicably.

The original anger was temporarily suppressed.

Chunxiang looked at Xia Xiang who was kneeling on the ground, and the two exchanged glances.

Xia Xiang showed gratitude to Chun Xiang.

Obviously, Chunxiang's sudden appearance was no accident.

"You two immediately go and watch closely, don't let anything happen to Jiangcheng." Shen Weiran immediately said.

"Yes." Chunxiang and Xiaxiang got up immediately and retreated quickly.

Shen Weiran looked at the two beautiful figures who were gradually leaving, and fell into deep thought.

She has four capable generals under her command, namely "Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter" Sixiang. These are the top killers specially trained by her. They mainly work for her. They do not take orders from anyone except herself. .

Chunxiang hibernates by her side as a maid in the palace to protect her safety.

Xia Xiang was arranged by her to guard the imperial tomb, and she always felt that there must be something hidden in the imperial tomb.

It's just that Xia Xiang went to guard for so long, but found nothing.

As for Qiuxiang and Dongxiang, their identities are temporarily kept secret.

These are the last chips in her hand, and she will naturally not reveal her hole cards unless it is absolutely necessary.

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Your Majesty, Jiangcheng is here." Wei Zhong said in a low voice, bowing towards the room.

"Let him in." The little emperor's voice came from inside.

"Yes." Wei Zhong then turned his head to look at Jiang Cheng who was standing aside, and said, "Go in, remember. This is the emperor, be careful what you say, or you will lose your head."

Jiang Cheng didn't bother to ignore the other party, so he pushed the door open and entered.

Wei Zhong was gnashing his teeth in anger, but he didn't dare to attack.

He felt that this young eunuch named Jiang Cheng was not simple, and he subconsciously became more wary of him.

"You'd better not fall into my hands, or I will make it easier for you." Wei Zhong cursed secretly in his heart.

At this time, Jiang Cheng had already entered the main hall.

All I could see was that the little emperor was drawing something with his head bowed, very serious.

Jiang Cheng was not too disturbed anymore, so he could only stand still quietly.

It took about a cup of tea, the little emperor was still thinking hard with the pen in his hand, as if he was stumped by some problem.

Jiang Cheng glanced coldly, and found that the little emperor wanted to write an inscription for a painting, but he couldn't think of good words for a while, so the scene just now happened.

"Looking horizontally, it looks like mountains and peaks, with different heights from near and far." Jiang Cheng said slowly.

Isn't it just a landscape painting?

It's not easy.

If you put any poem here, it will definitely be called a quatrain.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!" The little emperor excitedly picked up a pen and quickly inscribed on the rice paper what Jiang Cheng said just now.

After finishing writing, I couldn't help picking it up and examining it carefully, and I was very satisfied.

"Hahaha......"

"I didn't expect you to be able to compose poetry, it's really exquisite!" As he spoke, the little emperor couldn't help giving Jiang Cheng a thumbs up.

This sounds like a talented master!

No two people can say such a poem.

"The emperor has praised you." Jiang Cheng immediately cupped his fists and saluted the little emperor, "Slave Jiang Cheng, pay homage to the emperor."

"Excuse me, excuse me!" The little emperor immediately stepped forward, reaching out his hand to help Jiang Cheng up.

The moment the opponent touched Jiang Cheng's hand, Jiang Cheng immediately flinched, avoiding the opponent's touch.

His current body temperature is still very low, which is still somewhat different from that of normal people.

So, of course he couldn't let the little emperor touch his hand.

After all, this little emperor is also a monk. Although he is only a geologist, he is about the same age.

Once in physical contact with the other party, the other party will immediately notice it.

Therefore, Jiangcheng had to keep a certain distance from the opponent.

Although his corpse's aura can be perfectly hidden, the body's temperature cannot be automatically adjusted.

It seems.

He still needs to refine it as soon as possible, otherwise there is always the danger of being discovered.

"Ahaha..." The little emperor withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and deliberately scratched the back of his head twice before letting it go.

"Your Majesty, the status of a slave is low, I'm afraid it will dirty the emperor's precious body." Jiang Cheng immediately opened his mouth to explain.

"It's okay, it's okay." The little emperor even smiled and waved his hands.

He was originally a person who didn't like to stick to details, so naturally he didn't care too much about these.

"Are you serving in the empress dowager's palace now?" the little emperor asked knowingly.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Jiang Cheng nodded immediately.

"Then how is the queen mother treating you?" the little emperor asked tentatively.

Obviously, he meant to win over Jiang Cheng by going around the corner.

Jiang Cheng pretended not to understand, and immediately replied: "Report to the emperor, the empress dowager treats slaves very well."

"Good! Good! Good!" The little emperor nodded slightly, stood with his hands behind his back, turned around and returned to his desk.

"Have you ever read a book?" The little emperor spoke again slowly.

"Reporting to the emperor, this servant has learned some superficial lessons from Mr. Teacher in the early years." Jiang Cheng said modestly.

For a talented student like him who came out of 985, he was more than superficial, he was full of writing.

With just one mouthful, you can directly beat up a group of scholars.

He still has that confidence.

"The poem you wrote just now is good, I like it very much." The little emperor made no secret of his love for this poem.