Zombie travels through time and space to become the empress, who only wants to be a jerk and not att

Xu Qing didn't expect that things would develop to this point.

His original plan was to impeach Yang Yong in public. Even if His Majesty cared about Yang Yong, the hand-picked number one scholar, he would still have to consider the truth and at least send someone to investigate further.

His evidence and witnesses were all ready.

Moreover, he did not ask his subordinates or anyone else to do this matter, for fear of implicating others.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yong came back in person and caught him off guard.

Xu Qing hung his head, waiting for His Majesty's arrangements.

The other ministers did not dare to speak at this time, for fear of getting into trouble if they were not careful.

Murong Yue frowned and turned to Li Xuanji, "Why? Not killing him?"

?

Li Xuanji was stunned again. What was his disciple, His Majesty, thinking about?

Who do you want to kill?

The Minister of Justice Xu Qing or the Governor of Suizhou Yang Yong?

Murong Yue felt that she should behave more like a human in this base. She clenched her fist and punched the armrest of the dragon chair.

"He delivered himself to my door, he deserves to be killed!"

At the same time, she silently added in her heart, kill it and let me eat it!

Clang!

The gilded armrest of the dragon throne broke, fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and fell down the stairs in front of Yang Yong.

hiss--

Everyone's eyes fell on the handrail on the ground.

Your Majesty...isn't your martial arts skill average?

Li Xuanji also took a breath.

What he taught Murong Yue naturally included martial arts, but the main purpose was to strengthen the body.

There won't be any dangerous situation that requires Your Majesty to take action personally.

After Your Majesty ascended the throne, he was diligent in state affairs and martial arts training was given last place. When did Your Majesty's martial arts skills become so high?

If Your Majesty slaps me on the head with this palm, won’t my head burst into pieces?

Beads of sweat appeared on Yang Yongshua's forehead.

Looking at the broken armrest of the dragon throne is like looking at one’s own severed head.

Why didn't things develop in the direction he expected?

"Your Majesty," at the critical moment, he had to fight for it. While shouting and protesting his injustice, he crawled a few steps on his knees towards the steps of the dragon throne.

Murong Yue immediately became alert.

This posture is usually the first stage of human mutation, crawling on the ground.

Although its attack power is weak, it bites indiscriminately, even zombies.

She is an excellent and perfect zombie and doesn't want to be bitten.

Murong Yue stood up in a flash, stood on the dragon chair, pointed at Yang Yong, and said, "Kill him, divide him up, and don't let him go back!"

Yang Yong's face turned pale immediately. This time he heard it clearly.

His Majesty would not let him go back and wanted to kill him.

Xu Qing reacted and immediately knelt on the ground, "My emperor is wise!"

Li Xuanji coughed lightly. As long as His Majesty gave the order, he would take care of the rest.

The look he gave Yang Yong was the same as the look he gave a dead man. "Your Majesty's will is very clear."

"Come here, throw Yang Yong into the prison of the Ministry of Justice. The Ministry of Justice will compile the evidence and present it to us. If the evidence is irrefutable, he will be executed before the end of the year."

"Yes!"

The Imperial Master does not interfere in state affairs, but it is only natural for him to convey the Majesty's will.

What's more, His Majesty is standing on the dragon throne watching.

Well...

This is the first time that His Majesty has issued an edict standing on the dragon throne. Look how angry Yang Yong is!

Yang Yong struggled and was dragged out.

Ah Hao helped Murong Yue get down from the dragon throne and quickly picked up the fallen armrest.

We need to find workers to repair this dragon throne.

It just so happened that the Minister of Works Li Daoyun had something to beat up.

Murong Yue frowned and stood up, "Okay, now that you've finished reading, let's go back."

She is hungry.

Li Xuanji also heard Murong Yue's stomach growling.

Reason told him that he should persuade His Majesty to at least deal with the affairs of state before returning.

But he was also told by his sensibility that His Majesty had been very hard-working and had just recovered from a serious illness, so he needed to eat first.

After thinking for a while, Li Xuanji stopped worrying and asked directly, "Your Majesty, why don't we have dinner in the palace?"

It is common to hold banquets in the Qinzheng Hall, but this is the first time to hold a banquet during the small court meeting.

Murong Yue understood the word "dinner", nodded, and sat back on the large dragon throne.

He turned around and spat two words at Li Xuanji, "Steamed."

She likes to eat something called steamed brain.

Li Xuanji sent a message, instructing the imperial kitchen to prepare food, and specifically instructed that steamed fish be served.

The ministers were finally liberated and one by one they climbed up from the ground, holding their waists.

Although Your Majesty is a woman, they have seen Your Majesty's methods. Today, he made them kneel for so long, it must be that Your Majesty blames them for being lazy.

Damn it!

However, it was quite unexpected that His Majesty dealt with Yang Yong today.

I think in the future no one will dare to act so presumptuously by relying on their status as the emperor’s disciple.

It was already daybreak, and the palace maids came in one after another. They first carried a small table and placed it inside the hall, and then served hot tea.

The hungry ministers finally came back to life after drinking a few sips of hot water.

After a while, plates of food were brought up.

The imperial kitchen didn't know what dishes should be ordered for the banquet at this time, so the person in charge, Mr. Zhu, figured it out.

Five hot dishes, a soup, a portion of fruit, a pastry, and a bowl of white rice were ordered for each table of ministers, filling the entire table.

Murong Yue, on the other hand, prepared a standard lunch.

Ten dishes, two soups, two servings of fruit pastries and rice.

Although there are many varieties, His Majesty eats little and the plates are much smaller than the usual ones.

Your Majesty only eats one third at most each time.

Alas, I don’t know when His Majesty will be able to eat more, Li Xuanji sighed silently in his heart.

When so much food was placed in front of Murong Yue, her eyes still lit up.

There are so many white things, they are all brains!

All kinds of brains!

She picked up something white with chopsticks and put it in her mouth. Hmm...what does it taste like?

Ah Hao quickly served Murong Yue a bowl of soup, "Your Majesty, the white jade cake is dry, you drink the soup."

White Jade Cake...

Murong Yue felt relieved and silently memorized the name.

Although it tastes good, it is a bit choking. The last time I choked was when I ate the brain of a mutant wild boar...

It seems that this white jade cake can only be eaten in small bites.

Seeing the familiar steamed brains again, and Ah Hao even considerately picked out the bones, Murong Yue also showed off a plate of steamed fish.

Li Xuanji observed silently from the side.

Your Majesty has become more fond of eating meat than before.

The vegetables that I liked before are now eaten last.

But even so, His Majesty actually took a few bites of each dish.

Li Xuanji felt relieved.

He also picked up the chopsticks and started eating his meal.

"Your Majesty..." Ah Hao called softly, and Li Xuanji looked up.

Oooooh!!!!

The plates in front of His Majesty were completely empty.

Murong Yue stuffed the last piece of white jade cake into her mouth and drank all the soup contentedly.

Feeling completely secure, she patted her belly with satisfaction.

Ah Hao on the side was a little bit at a loss, she just went to prepare some tea for His Majesty, and after just a few breaths, she turned around and saw the sky above the table.

Will Your Majesty suffer from indigestion if you eat so much?

She looked at the Imperial Master worriedly.

The national teacher seemed to have not yet recovered from his shock.

Murong Yue washed her hands, rinsed her mouth, and cleaned herself up before looking at the ministers in the hall.

He frowned deeply.

Because they had all put down their chopsticks, and the food on the table had only been eaten half.

How can it be so wasteful?

The human base is having a hard time, why are they still wasting money like this?

Even I, a pseudo-human, know how to live better than them!