Mind Reading: The tyrant panicked after hearing the little princess's inner voice

The official came over and said, "My dears, the time has come. We have to set off."

Xu Xinshu threw the whip back to him and glanced at the man lying on the ground covered with wounds.

He asked his servant to take out a bag full of silver and handed it over, and the official's face was so smiling that it broke.

"The road to exile is dangerous and difficult, and prisoners can't have an easy life, right?"

The official weighed a bag of money that was more than his lifetime salary and said, "I understand, I understand. Don't worry about what I do."

[Awesome! I guess these two won’t make it to the exile place alive.]

Xu Xinshu, who was holding her, had a bit of a trembling hand. This innocent young lady from childhood was probably doing something like this for the first time.

Bei Jingchu likes her very much because she knows how to resist.

Bei Jingchu had met girls before who never resisted no matter how they were abused, and who even fell deeply in love with the scumbag.

She was so angry that she developed several breast nodules.

Bei Jingchu really wanted to get close to the sober young lady.

But on the way back in the carriage, Xu Xinshu was not in a good mood.

"Brother, why do you think women should be inferior to their husbands after marriage?"

"Because it has been the way of the world since ancient times."

[Bullshit. Because after you get married, you will live in his house, surrounded by his family and servants.]

[If you let him live in your house, you can still control him. ]

Xu Xinshu felt that what the princess said made sense, but the Xu family would not allow her to marry into the family.

Fortunately, fortunately she will be a court lady in the future and will never have to get married.

Bei Jingchu looked so adorable when she nestled in Xu Xinshu's arms, especially her soft and fair little face.

The milky-smelling baby made Xu Lanqi hate herself for not having a daughter.

"I don't know which bastard will be lucky enough to marry our princess in the future."

Suddenly he seemed to think of something: "Shushu, what do you think of my boy?"

Bei Jingchu: [No way, brother, I'm still a child, and you can think so far? ]

Xu Xinshu silently huddled into the corner holding the little princess.

She thought her nephew was cute, but he didn't deserve it.

After returning to the imperial study, Yan Zhong reported to the emperor what he had seen and heard that day.

When the emperor heard the report from the secret guard, he did not have any opinion on the Zhongshu Ling's complaints about his heart.

Xu Lanqi was his study partner when he was a prince. They were brothers who grew up together and knew each other well.

Even after he ascended the throne, he observed the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects and dared not offend them in person.

To be honest, the emperor is not that narrow-minded.

He was very tolerant towards important officials in the court who were capable and could get things done.

As long as you are not greedy, don't cause trouble, and don't rebel, he will tolerate it.

Moreover, the emperor thought that the son born to Xu Lanqi was also very smart and would be a talented person when he grew up.

But after hearing that Xu Lanqi was planning to marry her son to the princess...

"Where's my knife?"

Doesn’t he know what this bastard is planning?

It's that little bastard turtle running around the yard with a runny nose and bare butt.

Is she also worthy of the beautiful, lovely, intelligent, clever, kind, generous, cheerful, lively, quiet, pure, innocent, gentle, smart and moving Chuchu?

Go dream!

The next day when the emperor went to see Concubine Fang, she invited him to drink.

The wine is good, and although Concubine Fang’s appearance is not beautiful, she is dignified.

But when she is half drunk and half awake, with rosy cheeks, she is also very charming.

Concubine Fang spoke sentimentally about the origin of this cup of wine: "This is the daughter's red wine that my father buried for me when I was one month old."

"Every drop of it is a reflection of a father's deep love for his daughter."

"I buried it and waited for me to take it out and drink it when I got married. I never thought that things would change so fast and I would be lucky enough to enter the palace and become a concubine."

"This daughter's red wine cannot be drunk at the wedding banquet, but it is fortunately placed in front of Your Majesty for Your Majesty to taste."

At this point, Concubine Fang joked, "The eldest princess has only been a month old for a short time, Your Majesty can bury a jar now."

"By the time the princess gets married, it will be a fine wine that has aged for many years."

After three rounds of drinking, the emperor was already drunk, but he sobered up immediately.

Bury the daughter's wine? Bury a fart!

When Concubine Fang saw the man suddenly stand up, she was both frightened and confused.

The emperor's face was gloomy, and he even gritted his teeth with murderous intent.

Concubine Fang was afraid that she might have offended her in some way, and even her breathing became lighter.

The old father's murderous intention was directed at his unknown future son-in-law. His daughter was only one month old when he was reminded that she would get married in the future.

The emperor felt like he was about to have a heart attack, so why not have sex with all the boys of the right age?

No, that's ridiculous.

Then don't let your daughter get married?

But it would be too unfair for his little princess to live a dull life.

Recruiting a wife?

In fact, being a son-in-law to a princess is equivalent to marrying into the royal family.

Finally, the emperor slapped his thigh and made the decision.

When Chu'er came of age, he would give her twelve male lovers every year, changing one every month.

January is the elegant gentleman type, while February is the muscular hunk type.

March is a young man in fine clothes and riding a vigorous horse, while April is a calm and wise old fox.

It's dazzling and overwhelming.

He didn't believe that after a round of bombing, there would still be a big-tailed wolf that could take away the snack he raised!

You don’t have to get married and you won’t be lonely.

The emperor praised himself for his wit.