Female Majesty: I Am A Prime Minister, Do You Think I Am A Succubus?

Lin Qingshan didn't fool around.

The result of fooling around was being quarreled.

When he arrived at the Imperial Garden, the dinner was about to begin.

A large circle of palace maids and attendants were busy here.

The chief steward Liu Jin was also directing without touching the ground.

It can be seen that this banquet is very important.

Lin Qingshan looked at the general layout. There was a big table at the main seat, but the legs of the user could be seen from this table!

Lin Qingshan's heart tightened.

Is Zhao Emei crazy?

Why did she ask him to do such a thing in such an occasion?

Fortunately, he had foresight and came to check the venue in advance.

Otherwise, if he was asked to get under the other person's pomegranate skirt in public, would he still be alive?

However, he could not disobey Zhao Emei's order.

He could only come to do some covering work.

He hurried to the table, thinking of finding something to block the gap.

"Oh, my little ancestor, why are you here?"

Busy Liu Jin saw Lin Qingshan, she was so terrified that she put down her work, nodded and said: "Mu Langjun, what are you doing here?"

Lin Qingshan opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain, he had to say: "Your Majesty asked me to come and see the venue and rearrange it."

"Your Majesty, are you worried about such a small matter?

You are really meticulous and well-intentioned.

We are lucky to have such a king!

Mu Langjun, don't worry, it's just a dinner party, there are established rules and regulations, we know what to do, you should take a rest."

Liu Jin now knows how favored Mu Yi is.

This young man can keep the empress in the room every day, making Zhao Emei light and charming.

This is a kind of ability that many male family members do not have.

You can't say that someone is ugly and you are not convinced.

On the contrary, in this matter, it is really terrifying that someone who is ugly can still be so charming.

She quickly brought a chair to Lin Qingshan, so that the young man who was panting while talking could sit for a while.

At first glance, he was favored a lot.

After all, being favored by a strong person like the Empress, his body would definitely not be able to bear it.

Lin Qingshan did not refuse. He sat on the chair, looked at the big table of the main seat, and said cautiously: "Liu Zongguan, this table is for your majesty, right?"

"Yes, this is the main seat.

Hehe, but don't worry, my dear, I will arrange a seat for you next to it immediately, and ensure that you can be closest to your majesty." Liu Jin flattered.

"Who wants to be close to her?" Lin Qingshan complained in his heart, but he couldn't get rid of Zhao Emei at all now, so he probably had to sit here.

He said calmly: "Your majesty likes potted plants, why don't you put a few pots of flowers in front of the table?"

"This..."

Liu Jin was in a dilemma. What's the big deal about putting a few pots of flowers in front of the main seat?

"There's a space here, so everyone can see your Majesty's skirt.

How unsightly.

How about...you cover the table with a yellow cloth."

Lin Qingshan pointed at the gap and took a step back.

"If you see the skirt...no problem, I'll set it up right away."

Liu Jin looked at the table in confusion, not understanding why Lin Qingshan did this.

What's wrong with seeing the skirt?

Your Majesty's skirt is not pretty?

But a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to her, and she suddenly understood.

Lin Qingshan is going to get under the table!

She looked at the man on the chair in disbelief, and her eyes no longer had the previous disgust, but were replaced by a strong admiration.

Mu Langjun, you can even think of such a way to please?

Otherwise you are favored.

Good for you!

What a blast!

Why aren’t those side rooms in my house so proactive?

Liu Jin smacked it secretly, and she quickly asked someone to arrange it.

Lin Qingshan felt a little more at ease when he saw that the table was covered with yellow cloth.

He sat on the chair and asked casually: "Manager Liu, who are you entertaining tonight?"

"Hehe, speaking of which, he is also an honored guest, but his identity is more complicated, so we can't say more."

Liu Jin explained awkwardly.

Lin Qingshan nodded, but he didn't press.

It’s okay if you don’t know him anyway.

Seeing that the place was almost decorated, he stood up and said, "Then I'll go. I'll come back in the evening."

"Master, walk slowly."

Liu Jin saluted him.

Lin Qingshan returned to his residence with a little peace of mind.

He found a few books in the house to read, but for some reason today, he just couldn't read them.

At this time, he remembered that his peace of mind jade, Yunhaimen token, and all his belongings were in the small house at Xiaoxiangmen.

Since he entered the palace on the Lantern Festival, he has not been out for two months.

"Hey, Boss Yang, stop throwing away all my things."

Lin Qingshan thought a little worriedly.

I have to find an opportunity to go back and take these things out.

Zhao Momei had previously promised to research the Condensation Pill for him, but now it seems that he has probably forgotten this promise a long time ago.

Her Majesty the Empress wished that he would fall ill three times a day. How could she keep him calm for ten days?

Lin Qingshan didn't say much about this.

He has a deep understanding that if you want the other party to fulfill its promise, you must put in place reciprocal restrictions. At the very least, you must let the other party know that breaking the promise will result in corresponding consequences.

So what consequences will Zhao Momei bear in this matter?

It seemed like she had nothing to lose.

Since it was a thankless task, how could Zhao Momei help him?

Without the Condensation Pill, he got the Calming Jade, which was a toy that made him fall ill.

So Lin Qingshan was not in a hurry.

He was sitting at the desk, holding a book, and hadn't turned a page for a long time.

The sky gradually darkened. Lin Qingshan looked at the time and started to touch up her makeup in the mirror.

The camouflaged scar has now been replaced with a more realistic prop.

This was provided by Zhao Momei on his own initiative.

I don’t know what the Queen of Beiyuan’s hobby is, but now she especially likes to make him wear this ugly face in bed.

Is this ugliness?

But no matter what people like, he has to do it as required.

After he finished cleaning up, the call of the palace maid came from outside the door.

"Mulang-kun, the banquet is about to begin. His Majesty calls you over."

"coming."

Lin Qingshan walked out and followed the palace maid. He was a little unhappy.

He didn't want to attend such a formal occasion now, it was boring and uninteresting.

But at this moment, he suddenly realized that the palace maid in front of him seemed to be taking the wrong route.

This is not the way to the Royal Garden!

Lin Qingshan quickly reminded: "Wait, did we go to the wrong place? Shouldn't we go to the Imperial Garden?"

The palace maid turned back and said with a smile: "Your Majesty changed the venue and said that entertaining distinguished guests in the garden is really not in line with etiquette. It is more appropriate to hold it in Baohe Hall."

Lin Qingshan was startled and almost fell down.

In this Baohe Hall, people only sit on their knees when eating, and there is not even a high table.

Then didn't his arrangements for the afternoon be in vain?

However, he then thought about it, since he was sitting on his knees, Zhao Momei probably wouldn't let him do that kind of thing again.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes and kept praying.