Have you washed white today [Quick Transmigration]

In the majestic hall, there were only a few solitary lamps burning, and the doors and windows were blocked by heavy curtains. The blazing sunlight outside could not shine in at all. There was also a strange sound, which made the hair on the back stand on end and at the same time blushed and the heart beat. The maids standing in the corner all bowed their heads deeply and trembled slightly—ordinary people could not calm down in such an environment. Come…

Lu He didn't change his face, as if he didn't hear or see anything, he went straight through the pink curtain and knelt down in front of the large and luxurious dragon bed.

"Lu He greets His Majesty."

There was a faint cry from inside, and then the gauze curtain shook slightly, a pale and slender hand stretched out, and gently raised a corner.

Lu He lowered his head slightly, staring at the gold patterns on the carpet, until a pair of bare feet appeared in his field of vision, and the hem of the drapey robe gently swept over the feet, the luxurious golden green and fair skin intersected. Ying, actually looks full of color|gas.

A lazy and frivolous male voice sounded: "Please tell me... Lu Qing came to see me at this time, but she figured it out and came from the recommendation pillow?"

Lu He's breath stagnated, and he pursed the corners of his lips: "Your Majesty, don't joke."

Xia Zhi smiled softly, leaned on the soft couch next to him, buckled the crown on top of his head irregularly, and said lazily: "Look up."

The arrogant general bit the inside of his lower lip and raised his head obediently.

Both of them couldn't help but their eyes lit up.

Even 000 couldn't help but muttered in surprise: "Wait... Where's the 'old' emperor that you agreed to? Isn't it too serious that this stuff is wrong!?"

Reclining on the couch in front of him, Da Xiazi in a dark green nightgown had his neckline wide open, revealing a large area of ​​smooth and delicate skin. His eyebrows were exquisite and evil, his long black hair was scattered, and his lips were bright red. He looked no older than 30 years old.

Lu He was silent for a while: "How old is Fu Chenhuan this year?"

The system also realized this problem, and quickly opened the character panel to take a look: "Ten... 12 years old..."

Lu He: "..."

000:"……"

"Hahaha," 000 laughed dryly, "Then the emperor will be old when he grows up... Host, I'm afraid you won't be able to use the beauty trick this time."

Lu He, who had missed this point for a while, was sinking into water, but he still insisted: "I didn't think about it that way... how can a certain move be used all the time, it's too small for me."

"... That's right," the system sincerely agreed. "Otherwise, if you keep doing this, I'm really afraid that one day you will completely break yourself and Mr. Zhan."

Lu He: "..."

He became angry from embarrassment: "Shut up!"

Xia Zhi looked thoughtfully at Lu He, who seemed to be wandering in the sky in front of him—few people dared to be so distracted in front of him. The emperor has a reputation for being moody, and he doesn't seem to care about his fame for thousands of years. Everything went smoothly, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were trembling, and they really lived with their heads that day.

Only Lu He is different.

Lu He settled down, put his chaotic thoughts aside, and continued with his plan in an orderly manner.

"Your Majesty, I am here to ask for something."

"Oh?" Xia Zhi rested his chin in one hand, and didn't tell him to stand up, but looked down at him from above, "Aiqing rarely asks me for anything, you might as well tell me, if it's not too much, I will That's it."

When he spoke, his tone was mellow, and the undisguised predatory look in his eyes was even more ambiguous. Pian Luhe was as cold and hard as a stone, unaware of it, serious as if he was reporting military information.

Lu He clasped his fists together without laying the groundwork, and said directly and bluntly: "It's about Mr. Fu—Your Majesty, the old man is loyal to the country, and he is dedicated to the country and society of Great Xia. If there is any conflict with you, I will definitely yes……"

"Shh-"

The emperor straightened up and leaned forward, almost touching the tip of Lu He's nose. Lu He froze for a moment, but let him put his fingers on his lips. Their faces were so close that they could almost feel each other's lips. Breathing temperature.

Lu He involuntarily held his breath.

Xia Zhi smiled lightly: "You are very nervous... My great general, I just emphasized the day before yesterday that you are not allowed to intercede with that old man, and you are disrespectful right now, why don't you see that you are nervous?"

Lu He's Adam's apple moved slightly: "I dare not..."

"But you've already done it!"

Xia Zhi stood up suddenly, swiped his long robe sleeves, and slapped the kneeling man's shoulders with a slap. He looked down at the fine sweat gradually oozing from the young man's forehead, and the rain was pouring on his feminine face.

Lu He slightly raised his head and looked at him: "Your Majesty, I have no other intentions, but I just ask you to see that Fu Xiang is loyal to the country, and don't kill his family."

Deep bite marks appeared on Xia Zhi's cheek, and he stared at Lu He fiercely, as if he had said something outrageous.

Coincidentally, there was another soft noise in the curtain, and Lu He pretended not to hear it, but the emperor seemed to be ignited suddenly, and angrily overturned the cases next to him, turned his head and shouted: "Li Shoude!"

The sound of the crackling porcelain was mixed with the woman's screams, and the head waiter who was waiting outside scrambled in and ran in: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

"Shove this stupid woman to death!"

"……Yes."

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

Lu He raised his head suddenly, and watched in astonishment as the expressionless old eunuch dragged out the terrified and crying concubine. The girl looked at Jiji's age, her clothes were disheveled, and there was still a blush on her face, but she didn't know what she was doing. What a mistake he has made, and he will face such a cruel fate in a blink of an eye.

How is this different from those Rong people who slaughtered villages and looted...

He couldn't help it: "Your Majesty...!"

"What?" Xia Zhi's beautiful face twisted and became ferocious, her voice was so deep that water could drip out, "Ai Qing is addicted to resisting orders, and you want to intercede for her?"