The Favor of the Delicate Villain of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 92, The Emperor and the General ([-])
Mu Ye is undoubtedly a good emperor. Facing such a change in the emperor, the people in the court naturally felt a little distressed as a courtier. Therefore, when Mu Ye's harem was empty for so many years, everyone subconsciously kept the same line. They didn't want to Mu Ye was in a dilemma.

If you don't want to draft, then don't choose!

Wen Qingqing nodded thoughtfully, and inadvertently looked at the man opposite.

Mu Xiuming stared straight at her, and seeing him looking at her, raised his wine glass as a signal.

Wen Qingqing felt a little chilly. To be honest, she knew very well that neither Mu Ye nor Mu Xiuming were good people, but she knew the former too well. It could be said that Mu Ye was bad in Wen Qingqing's heart, but Mu Xiuming couldn't. , Wen Qingqing didn't dare to respond even to his smile.

No one noticed that His Majesty the Emperor on the high platform had a dim light in his eyes at the moment. He was lazily turning the wine glass, his thin lips were slightly tightened, but his peripheral vision was always on General Wen Shao who was under the stage.

A little eunuch hurried over and said something to the big eunuch Fu Cai.After the little eunuch left, Fucai stood in front of Mu Ye without changing his face, and asked in a low voice,
"Your Majesty, just now the eldest lady in front of Prime Minister Wen came over and wanted to perform a dance, but the people below didn't know what to do, so I asked the servant to ask your opinion."

Mu Ye closed his eyes, put the wine glass on the table, and asked lightly,
"Is that the document brocade?"

Fucai replied,

"Yes."

Mu Ye tapped the table, rubbed his temples casually,
"Who are you trying to seduce this time?"

Fucai's unchanging face was rarely cracked, he seemed a little embarrassed, shook his head,
"The slave doesn't know."

Back when Mu Ye had just ascended the throne, this woman had ignorantly clamored for becoming a queen.

What's annoying is that Mu Ye couldn't kill her at that time, because the former emperor attached great importance to Prime Minister Wen. Wen Sunyu was a brother who grew up with the first emperor, and he had a deep relationship. His father was also the teacher of the first emperor. The two sons hold the military power in their hands and guard the Great Zhou Dynasty. Because of love and reason, Wen Shujin should not die.

Mu Ye's eyes were dark, but he still smiled and said,
"Since that's the case, let's announce it. I want to see who is so lucky to be liked by Miss Wen."

Fucai wiped the cold sweat off his brow, responded with a bang and backed out.

The sunshine outside the main hall was very bright, Fucai sucked in the fresh air greedily, and he almost couldn't come out alive.

Everyone said that the emperor was gentle and humble, elegant and dignified, but only Fucai, who served him closely, had seen Mu Ye's true appearance.

It's like purgatory on earth, like the heartbeat of entering the eighteenth floor of hell, with one look, it's as if the soul has been stripped away, which is frightening.

Inside the hall.

Wen Qingqing couldn't help but look at Mu Ye again, Da Zhuang suddenly said lazily,

"Don't look at it, if you look at it again, you won't be able to tell."

Wen Qingqing put down her glass nonchalantly,

"How, no one noticed."

Da Zhuang let out a sigh,
"Look around."

Wen Qingqing didn't believe in evil, and quietly looked around for a while.

Sure enough, many ministers frowned and looked at him, especially those who brought their daughters to the banquet. It was inevitable that some daughters would cry and cry, and even halfway through crying, they would raise their heads from time to time, their red and swollen eye sockets filled with resentment. Stare at yourself.

Wen Qingqing: ...

"Why are you staring at me?"

Wen Qingqing looked at her father in confusion, but Wen Humin didn't even bother to give her a look, and poured another glass of wine,

"You look good!"

Wen Qingqing: ...

She frowned fiercely, and was about to explode when the dancers suddenly retreated, and the vocal music on the stage became louder and more intense in an instant.

It is very similar to the desert singing and dancing in the frontier fortress.

Wen Humin drank with his head down, and no one noticed the thoughts flowing through his eyes.

It seems that the news of Wen Qingqing's stay in the palace has spread. To be precise, the emperor doesn't seem to have deliberately concealed the news.

This was not a problem at first, Wen Qing left home since childhood, even if the emperor wanted to appease General Wen Wen Humin who had been guarding the frontier, he would give Wen Qing some symbolic benefits, so when Mu Ye summoned him in the name of teaching the rules When entering the palace, no one cared.

However, since the reception banquet began, the little bastard next to him had been staring at the emperor on the stage, and the emperor even smiled at Wen Qing several times in the middle, which was undoubtedly a big problem.

Today's court seems to be harmonious, but for a dynasty, the stability of the court does not mean anything. On the contrary, this is the crux of the problem. Even if he is a warrior, he can figure it out clearly. I am afraid that there is something brewing behind it. What a terrifying conspiracy.

Wen Humin took a sip of his wine lightly and didn't say much.

After the bell rang for a while, the dancers came in one after another. The last one had a slender figure, with firm skin, and walked like a light lotus step, which was pleasing to the eye.

Wen Qingqing only took one look and then looked away. She couldn't help but sneak another glance at Mu Ye. Could he look straight at such a beautiful woman?
So Wen Qingqing was caught straight, Mu Ye seemed to expect that Wen Qingqing would peek at him, he raised his wine glass from a distance, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and then drank the wine in the glass.

Wen Qingqing smacked her lips, feeling that even if this man was covered with gold and silver all over his body, his almost bewitching and glamorous face could become the most shining place among them.

Inadvertently, Wen Qingqing noticed the obscurity and profundity in Mu Xiuming's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

After the dance was over, all the dancers backed out, only the one who came in last looked extremely dignified and noble, but when he spoke, he scared people half to death.

Wen Qingqing was eating grapes casually, when she suddenly heard a delicate voice from the stage,

"He, Miss Ben wants to marry him!!"

The eyes of the people around her immediately focused on her. Wen Qingqing was startled, and turned her head to meet the eyes of the woman on the high platform who was determined to win.

The woman took off her veil, put her hands on her hips, and her face was flushed because she had just danced.

The desert-style vocal music that Wen Shujin specially selected today, even the costumes are extremely restored, her waist tightly grasped is close in front of her eyes, but Wen Qingqing only noticed the delicate and self-willed face of this young lady.

Wen Qingqing moved sideways with some difficulty, and the direction of the woman's finger on the stage also moved accordingly.

Wen Qingqing: ...

In fact, you are very good-looking, but I don't have the tools to marry you.

Da Zhuang: ...

It was silent for a while, and said,

"Actually, what you said makes sense, but you can't say it in front of everyone."

Wen Qingqing: ...

Wen Shujin looked at Wen Qingqing with a smile in his eyes,
"You are Wen Qing, the major general of the Wen family.

I heard that you are the dream boy of my group of little sisters. If so, I, Wen Shujin, want to marry you. "

(End of this chapter)