Quick Wear: Game Guide for the Heartthrob Cannon Fodder

Su Miao didn't care about these, and he even took them as proof that they recognized his beauty.

He looked at himself in the mirror, and seeing the beautiful woman in the mirror frowning and looking pitiful, he couldn't help but sigh,

"In ancient times, there was Daji, a beauty that brought disaster. Today, there is me, a nine thousand year old beauty that brings disaster to the country."

"Forget it, it's my fault for being too beautiful."

"A life that is misunderstood is as lonely as snow!"

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When Su Miao saw that he had been exposed, he chuckled a few times.

Pei Changjun naturally knew that it was fake, but he couldn't help but test it a little.

"Well, it turns out that I am old and ugly, and not as tall and strong as General Lu?"

Now that Pei Changjun had deliberately brought this up, Su Miao's lips curled up into a smile as bright as spring flowers and as beautiful as a national beauty.

When Pei Changjun unconsciously stepped forward, he slapped Pei Changjun's handsome face with his backhand.

Haha, I can bring it up myself, but others can’t!

He was weak and had no strength in this slap. It only felt like a light touch on Pei Changjun's face, and his body did not move at all.

It doesn't seem like a slap in the face, but more like flirting.

But the insulting nature of this slap was the strongest. A young man from a noble family and a high-ranking official, was humiliated by a eunuch. He could be beaten and scolded as he pleased. Pei Changjun must have felt extremely humiliated.

Su Miao thought so and looked at Pei Changjun without any fear.

He said in a cold voice:

"What does it have to do with you? The Right Prime Minister has forgotten his identity."

All their affairs were done in secret, and this shrewd old fox was very good at protecting himself.

Although many of his policies that might offend people were proposed by Pei Changjun and are now facing many obstacles, they will surely be remembered forever. For a scholar, a good reputation is the most important thing.

Su Miao didn't feel that he was sorry for Pei Changjun, and gave him trust and power.

His cooperation with Pei Changjun was like walking on a fine line, with risks and benefits coexisting.

They were just exchanging interests, and Pei Changjun acted like this just to gain power from him.

Once he really becomes the Prime Minister, there is no telling how ruthless he will be.

Pei Changjun's smile faded slightly. He knew that Su Miao was a moody person, but he still couldn't help but want to test his feelings.

The harmonious atmosphere between the two disappeared in an instant, and they became increasingly speechless.

After a while, the voice of the Nine Thousand Years Old was cold and chilly:

"Xiao Yaoguang is about to return to the capital. How do you plan to compete with him for the position of Prime Minister?"

"It's useless."

Pei Changjun bent his upright waist, bowed his head respectfully towards Su Miao and said,

"I still have to rely on Jiu Qiansui a lot."

"I will personally take care of the snow disaster relief and will not let Your Majesty worry."

A flash of coldness flashed across Ruifeng's eyes with the corners of his eyes raised, and he returned to his gentle and affectionate gentleman appearance.

As he left, he could still hear Su Miao's unhappy snort behind him.

Pei Changjun quickly left Xuanming Hall, stopped at the foot of the palace wall and looked back. The darkness in his eyes was like an eternal night without light, and he was no longer the humble and polite gentleman he usually was.

He sneered in his heart, knowing clearly that Su Miao was a cold-hearted person who could not be warmed up, so why did he always have to get close to him and be humiliated by him?

The places on his face that Su Miao touched seemed to be hot, burning Pei Changjun's heart.

He sighed softly, that was all.

It’s not Su Miao’s fault. How could Su Miao be wrong?

It was he himself who wanted to pluck this fragrant yet thorny rose.

He was willing to have his hands covered in blood from being stabbed.

Pei Changjun's eyes flashed with cold light.

It’s all Lu Jiuzhou’s fault.

The sleeves of his dark red official robe fluttered as he tossed it, indicating that its owner was far from being as calm as he appeared to be.

However, apart from a few pairs of eyes quietly watching in the dark, no one knew the true face of the Right Prime Minister.

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At the court meeting a few days later, civil and military officials stood in order. Looking directly at the emperor was a serious crime, so they usually lowered their heads to show respect.

But today, everyone's eyes involuntarily fell on the position next to the dragon throne.

He was wearing a crimson official uniform with a round collar and gold weave. The gigantic python looked like a mountain pressing down on his head. It turned out to be the python robe awarded by the emperor to his meritorious officials.

The person wearing it has a stunningly beautiful and pale appearance, and wrapped in the python robe, he looks even more arrogant, cold and unattainable.

He lowered his eyes slightly, looking down at the court officials who were about to kneel down before him.

The officials looked at each other in bewilderment.

Oh no, are eunuchs so beautiful...

He doesn't look like a treacherous villain...

Once upon a time, they could see banquets in the palace from afar, but it was never as shocking as what they saw today.

Before this, Su Miao always stood behind the dragon throne. Although it was against the rules, they all turned a blind eye.

But now, he actually entered the palace openly wearing the dragon robe awarded by the emperor to the first-rank officials.

Compared to the court officials who should have expressed disapproval, the emperor was very pleased.

He didn't want to go to court every day because Miaomiao could only stand behind him. Today, I don't know why Miaomiao agreed to come out. It was the best thing to see Miaomiao!

If those annoying people hadn't disagreed, Wanqi Ke would have placed a stool for Miaomiao next to his seat.

Miaomiao is so tired standing!

He hooked his hand under the black dragon robe at Su Miao and whispered:

"Miao Miao, are you tired? Can you sit in my seat?"

The lower-ranking ministers and nobles almost fainted after hearing this. His Majesty actually doted on this eunuch so much. Could this be the reason why His Majesty was unwilling to hold a beauty contest?

So far, only the regent can sit at court meetings. According to ancestral family rules, eunuchs cannot even read.

But, Jiu Qian Sui looks really frail...it should be okay for him to sit for a while, right?

They looked at the Regent quietly, wondering if he would say something to stop them, but the Regent just sat in the chair wearing a black fox cloak, holding a sword and a golden horse, and said nothing.

Wanqi Ke looked at Su Miao's face wearing an official hat with fascination. His face looked even more radiant against the backdrop of the dragon robe. Then he looked at the old fools below and showed a look of disgust.

Those who could stand in the front row were all important officials of the court who were above the third rank, and they were naturally older.

Apart from young talents like the Regent and the Right Prime Minister, all the others were old ministers over fifty years old. How could Wanqi Ke be happy when he went to court?

The court officials who were disliked by the emperor felt even more distressed.

Your Majesty, the ability of officials is not determined by appearance! Please don't be so obviously disgusted!

There aren't many people as beautiful as that eunuch who can cause so much trouble!

Su Miao felt the gazes below that were intended to kill him with their eyes, and he forced a slight smile.

The young eunuch came to report, and Su Miao raised her eyebrows, knowing that today's purpose had finally come.

Under the ambiguous gazes of the crowd, Xiao Yaoguang, an important figure in this court meeting, who had been exiled for two years and had made great contributions, slowly appeared in the hall.

Pei Changjun glanced at Su Miao as if he had sensed something, and there was a hint of excitement flickering in his cold and beautiful eyes.

He paused, his fox eyes curved, as if he was sincerely congratulating his former classmate on returning to the court.

The first thing that appeared in Su Miao's sight was a dress in white.

It was as if in a dream, just like the first time he met Xiao Yaoguang, cold and elegant, with a bright and clear moon.

It disgusted him.