The Grand Tutor wants to be the Queen every day and is going crazy

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened. The sky is falling!" Eunuch Su ran in anxiously and shouted.

Gu Qingluo, who had just fallen asleep, sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed, and sighed quietly: "Eunuch Su, good evening, is there anything I can help you with?"

"At this hour, even dogs are dreaming, why are you calling me to wake up?"

Eunuch Su was so anxious that he could barely speak clearly: "Your Majesty, this is not the time to sleep. The Eighth Prince has already fallen into a deep sleep!"

"The eighth prince died in the beds of three women! This is simply a scandal in the royal family!"

Gu Qingluo's eyes immediately cleared up, and he couldn't close his mouth after hearing this explosive news.

"You... who did you say died in a woman's bed?"

"This is simply alarmist!"

Gu Qingluo's tone was full of disbelief.

Eunuch Su was heartbroken: "Oh, who else is it? The Eighth Prince!"

"When I found it, there was not a trace of it. That place was...!"

"It's swollen and broken!"

Gu Qingluo: ...

Exploding! He came back to Beijing just to die in a woman's bed? This unlucky guy.

She doesn’t understand the world of men. She knows very well that men are animals who think with their lower body!

Now, Gu Qingluo was in a state of confusion. He rubbed his tired brows and asked, "Change clothes."

Gu Qingluo put on his last piece of robe, walked out of the palace, got on the carriage and headed out of the palace.

Gu Qingluo asked calmly: "Did the Ministry of Justice come over?"

Eunuch Su sighed, looking helpless: "The Dali Temple has been there, but since it involves the reputation of the royal family, they don't dare to take over the case!"

"After all, this is a scandal of the royal family. With all nations coming to pay tribute, and such a ridiculous thing happening, Fengcheng will definitely not be able to hold its head up in front of other countries!"

"Is this International Conference held just for others to make fun of us?" Eunuch Su couldn't help but raise the question.

Fengcheng has been established for more than 500 years, and such a ridiculous thing has never happened in this period - the dignified Eighth Prince actually died in a woman's boudoir in such a weird way! This is simply a great shame! He has completely disgraced the royal family!

You know, other countries have been watching secretly, waiting for an opportunity to act. Now that something like this has happened, doesn't it give them an opportunity to take advantage of it?

Gu Qingluo rubbed his face and said, "I really admire this bastard. Can't he die in a more dignified way?"

"He should die with dignity. At least I can prepare a coffin for him."

"Now I have to behave myself in public! I don't even have the face to find a good coffin for him."

Eunuch Su understood Gu Qingluo's feelings. He said solemnly, "Your Majesty, this is the fate of the Eighth Prince. Perhaps God has taken him away because of his many evil deeds, and has rid the people of harm!"

"This is none of your Majesty's business. This is his fate."

Gu Qingluo didn't reply. The wheels made a rumbling sound, which made Gu Qingluo even more upset.

[Your mission has been completed. Find the murderer and maintain the image of a wise ruler and the reputation of Fengcheng. You will receive 10% of the wise ruler value after completing the mission.]

Gu Qingluo felt even more troubled after hearing this task. She said with despair: "System, why is my life so miserable!"

"Can I not be the emperor? I am so tired!"

System: [Dear host, don't be tired, you are tired! ]

[What happens next will subvert your imagination, please hold on! ]

Gu Qingluo looked like she wanted to die but couldn't. She said in a hoarse voice, "Others are fifty-year-old ladies guarding the country's gate, while I am an eighteen-year-old man guarding the gate of heaven!"

"My life~Gu family's fall~miserable~"

The system said in a serious tone: [Host, Oli Gei, I am optimistic about you! ]

【No difficulty can't defeat you! 】

Gu Qingluo said nothing, just looked up silently with a wry smile on his lips.

She wanted to escape but couldn't, wanted to die but didn't dare to, her life was over...

I don’t want to be a human in my next life. Life is too tiring.

"Your Majesty, we have arrived at Baihua Tower."

Gu Qingluo took a deep breath, prepared himself mentally, and got off the carriage.

A group of people had been gathered there to watch the fun. When they saw Gu Qing, dressed in yellow, coming down, they all knelt down and saluted.

"Flat body."

Gu Qingluo didn't dare to stay too long with a group of gossiping people, for she was afraid that they would drown her in their saliva.

"Hey, is she the little emperor who is said to be fond of men? She looks like a human being!"

"Be careful, you are pretty, she might take you back to bed and you'll be in danger!"

"Ah, I am also a bit pretty. She glanced at me several times just now. Could it be that she is attracted to me? I am not mentally prepared to be a concubine!"

"You? Is your butt big and round enough? The little emperor likes big butts because they are easier to handle. You are skinny and you are not even big enough for the little emperor to fill his teeth with!"

Gu Qingluo heard everything:...

She wasn't mentally prepared enough.

Gu Qingluo pointed at the man who was talking the most happily and said, "You."

The man pointed at himself and asked stupidly, "Me?"

"Yeah, it's you, you have a big butt."

"Wash yourself clean and wait for me in bed tonight."

"I'll let you know what a man is."

man:"?"

Gu Qingluo looked at the man with a look of despair and went into the building in a good mood.

Do you really think I'm deaf, you little brat?

The people who had been talking the most cheerfully said in a hypocritical tone, "Congratulations, my dear! The wild boar has turned into a phoenix after flying onto a tree!"

"I have some golden wound medicine. Apply it on your butt in advance. It won't be so uncomfortable. At least it won't bleed."

The ridicule of friends is even more chilling.

The man slumped down on the ground, his mind blank.

Chrysanthemums are not safe...

……

Gu Qingluo stepped into the dormitory and asked Qin Hean directly when he saw him: "What's the situation? What's the cause of death?"

Qin Hean's expression was indescribable: "It would be so satisfying to die in a woman's bed."

He paused again, and said sarcastically: "The thing under me is broken and bleeding."

"It seems that it was caused by excessive force during the process."

Gu Qingluo narrowed her eyes slightly, took a deep look at Gu Mingxuan, whose face was blue and purple, and said with disgust: "It's shameful to die."

As soon as these words came out, Qin Hean looked puzzled.

"unlucky."

Gu Qingluo calmed down, looked around the room, and finally fixed his sight on the body on the bed and ordered: "Send the body of the eighth prince back to the palace first. This matter concerns the reputation of the royal family, and the case needs to be thoroughly investigated."

Gu Qingluo looked at the three women who were kneeling on the ground and crying with a cold gaze and said, "Take them back to the Dali Temple and interrogate them thoroughly."

"One of the three must be the murderer."

"Find a coroner to perform an autopsy on the eighth prince's body. I find it too dirty this time."

Qin Hean clasped his fists and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

The kneeling madam cried out as soon as she heard this: "Your Majesty, I am innocent. He died of pleasure. It has nothing to do with me!"

"He called seven women before and they were all fine, why did he have to do it tonight..."

Gu Qingluo:?

[Awesome, awesome, fucking seven girls in one night, it would be strange if my pussy doesn't explode! ]

Qin Hean:?

Where did your Majesty's voice come from? Your Majesty didn't speak!

The other two women also said quickly: "Yes, he felt that one was not enough and wanted to order three. It is none of our business. Your Majesty, please understand!"

"I will naturally send someone to find out the truth and give you an explanation."

After saying that, she took Qin Hean out of the room. Seeing this, the people downstairs whispered to each other, speculating who was dead inside.

Gu Qingluo walked out of Baihua Tower, feeling very upset. She asked, "Qin Aiqing, what do you think of this case?" Gu Qingluo asked as she walked.

"Your Majesty, in my humble opinion, this matter is quite strange. How could the Eighth Prince, who was of noble status, be killed so easily by a prostitute? There may be another hidden story behind this."

Gu Qingluo nodded thoughtfully: "I also think that we should send out orders to seal off Baihua Tower and prohibit anyone from entering or leaving. Also, send someone to secretly investigate the whereabouts of the Eighth Prince and those who have close contact with him."

"From now on, any suspicious person will be brought back to the Dali Temple for questioning.

"As you command, Your Majesty."

[It’s so annoying! If Gu Mingxuan dies, those old men in the court will scold me to death! ]

[It's best to find the murderer in the next two days, so as to avoid more trouble. Could it be the work of those messengers?]

Qin Hean was now certain that he had obtained the mysterious power to hear the emperor's inner voice.

But he quickly accepted it. There are all kinds of strange things in the world, and most people have seen ghosts. It is not surprising that he can hear what other people are thinking.

Qin Hean took the order and left.

Since Your Majesty suspects that it is related to the envoys who came to the capital, then start investigating them.