Quick Wear: Game Guide for the Heartthrob Cannon Fodder

The regent, who had not yet married, had a gloomy face when he left. He was in distress about disciplining his disobedient stepson after he was about to marry a beautiful widow (Su Miao:?).

He really doesn't know how to raise children, so go ask Mr. Zuo!

The Regent was happy to persecute Zuo Fuyang, but Wanqi Ke was furious.

He would make a fuss if he couldn't see Su Miao for a while, not to mention that this time his Miaomiao was following someone he hated.

When Su Miao followed the eunuch to the Changsheng Palace, he could see the eunuchs and palace maids shrinking their necks and trying to comfort the mad Wanqi Ke in a kind voice.

A middle-aged man's majestic voice sounded,

"Your Majesty! How can you be so dependent on that eunuch? He is just a slave. Your Majesty just can't see a slave and you have to act like this. How can you be like an emperor! Your Majesty! I will die to give you advice!"

Su Miao laughed when he heard this. How could the emperor listen to these sour scholars who spoke so harshly?

No matter what the palace servants said, he wouldn't listen, especially the Imperial Censor Xiong Liangping, who was the most stubborn person. The emperor only thought that he was in a good mood by not driving him away.

But this Xiong Liangping is really abominable. He would always hit his head against the pillar to protest his will, as if he was the only loyal minister in the court.

A faint smile appeared on Su Miao's cold face, and Xiao Duzi, who was following him, knew that this adult was going to be in trouble.

Another pleasant male voice with a natural charm sounded,

"If the Ninth Prince knew that Your Majesty did not have a good meal, I wonder how sad he would be."

Xiong Liangping frowned when he heard this, but this trick actually worked on the emperor.

The emperor, who was originally angry, calmed down instantly after hearing this.

There was very little room in his mind, just one Su Miao, no more, no less.

Thinking that Miaomiao was going to be sad again, Wanqi Ke picked up his chopsticks and took a few bites of meat.

Xiong Liangping glanced at the tall and graceful right prime minister calmly.

Xiao Yaoguang and Pei Changjun were the Left Pushe and Right Pushe respectively, and people at that time liked to call them the Left and Right Prime Ministers.

It can also be said to be the prime minister or the deputy prime minister.

Pei Changjun has handsome eyebrows, bright eyes, and a beautiful face full of spring.

The Jinshi chosen by Emperor Wende naturally had a handsome and elegant appearance.

At the age of just over 20, he had already reached the highest position in the government, sitting as the right prime minister. This was not only because of his prominent family background, but also because of his deep and resourceful mind.

The Pei family has had three generations of prime ministers, but unfortunately, Pei Changjun, the most outstanding of this generation, is overshadowed by Xiao Yaoguang, who is more favored by the late emperor.

Su Miao walked into the hall only now after seeing this. Xiong Liangping clearly felt that the palace people were truly in awe of him, even more so than when they served the emperor. He sighed deeply in his heart.

The emperor's eyes lit up when he saw Su Miao.

He jumped into Su Miao's arms with joy. The tall emperor snuggled into the thin and fragile arms of Jiu Qiansui like a little bird, making Xiong Liangping want to cover his face.

Your Majesty, you are the emperor! How can you covet the beauty of a eunuch?

Xiong Liangping wanted to die, but what made him want to die even more was that the emperor acted coquettishly towards the eunuchs and asked them to feed him.

He felt that he really should be buried alive with the late emperor, otherwise how could he have seen this scene.

The cruel and ruthless Ninth Prince fed the emperor tenderly and considerately. The emperor, who had just been shouting at his subjects to kill, became as obedient as a puppy in the eunuch's hands.

What a misfortune for the country! What a misfortune for the country!

Xiong Liangping couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he knelt down stiffly.

"Wei Chen resigns!"

Wanqi Ke waved his hands impatiently and said, "Go away, you old man. You only know how to scold Miaomiao and control me."

Xiong Liangping: ...When I get back, I will write a memorial to impeach the dead eunuch’s followers!

Pei Changjun was the only one left, still standing aside with a smile on his face and an elegant demeanor. He didn't feel embarrassed watching Su Miao feed him, but rather seemed very contented.

Wanqi Ke was not averse to Pei Changjun. He took the fragrant handkerchief that Su Miao used to wipe his mouth, and turned his head to look at Pei Changjun.

"What are you still doing here? Miaomiao and I are going to take a nap."

Pei Changjun laughed in his heart, and his amorous fox eyes glanced vaguely at the pale and beautiful Nine Thousand Years Old standing behind the emperor.

He lowered his head and said:

"Your Majesty, I have already done what you said last time."

Wanqi Ke couldn't remember what he said last time. He took the booklet from Pei Changjun's hand and was instantly attracted by the pictures on it.

Su Miao took a quick look and saw that Pei Changjun had drawn several allusions from the Records of the Grand Historian into pictures, which might have made the fool Wanqi Ke take a few more glances.

Su Miao thought lightly:

This person who wants to be a powerful official is really extraordinary. This should also be considered as flattering his superiors, right?

Why didn't Xiong Liangping impeach him? Such a traitor was standing right in front of Xiong Liangping, but he couldn't see it.

What a blind man.

When he thought of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

Pei Changjun, who had been watching him, naturally noticed this, and his affectionate eyes curved slightly.

When Su Miao regained his cold attitude and looked over, his romantic and affectionate appearance was like a spring breeze in March.

Su Miao turned his head away with disdain. Even if a high-ranking official tried to please him, he would just ignore him.

Wanqi Ke was very happy after receiving the new comic book. Su Miao lowered his eyes and said in a low and gentle voice:

"Your Majesty, I have to go to Xuanming Palace now."

Xuanming Hall is where the emperor reviews memorials and summons ministers. Wanqi Ke is a fool, so of course Su Miao is the one who reviews the memorials on his behalf.

Wanqi Ke reluctantly grabbed Su Miao's hand, but he knew that although Miao Miao indulged him, the memorial must be approved.

He didn't look like an emperor at all. He climbed onto Su Miao's slender shoulders and rubbed his neck, bargaining with Su Miao in a low voice:

"Miao Miao wants to have dinner with me tonight."

Seeing Su Miao nod, Wanqi Ke, who was well aware of the tendency to take advantage of others, immediately added, "You also want to sleep with me," and then he immediately glanced at Su Miao's face.

Su Miao laughed. Who said he was stupid? He was really the most clever person.

With someone present, he couldn't do anything intimate towards Wanqi Ke, so he just pushed him gently.

Wanqi Ke understood what he meant. He withdrew his hand and chuckled, his handsome face as pure as that of a child.

Su Miao felt that he had restrained himself a bit in front of outsiders, but in the eyes of some people, he was particularly conspicuous.

The emperor and the eunuch were very close and inseparable. Although the emperor was a fool, the fool had already reached adulthood.

Affairs between princes and eunuchs in the palace were not uncommon. In the eyes of those who were interested, Su Miao was controlling the emperor with her beauty.

After Su Miao left, Pei Changjun also said goodbye.

Walking out of the palace along the long corridor with hanging flowers, although Pei Changjun was the right prime minister, he had always been gentle in character and treated the palace people in a kind manner.

So when he said that the sachet he was carrying was lost in the Changsheng Palace and he wanted to go back to get it, the young eunuch did not doubt his words.

Pei Changjun's romantic and affectionate eyes were filled with smiles, and he turned in another direction.

The eunuch at the door seemed to be blind and allowed Pei Changjun to push open the door of the palace.

As the warm air with a faint fragrance in the hall blew towards him, a pair of cold hands reached into Pei Changjun's neck.

The smile in Duoqing's eyes deepened, and Pei Changjun let those soft, boneless hands warm his hands with his body temperature.

He spoke quietly:

"Nine Thousand Years Old, you have such a cruel heart. You really don't even look at me. Could it be that I am old and ugly?"