Living under the hands of the vicious national teacher

After Mu Qiusheng had done enough, he moved closer to listen to what the ministers were discussing.

"Fart! The headliner of Yihong Courtyard is obviously Miss Cuifang..."

"Fuck your mother! That Cui Fang is a fart! She is my little sweetheart, Suyi."

"I'll let your mother's five-spice spicy fart go! What you say is a fart! It's obviously my Qingqing girl."

"I'll let your mother's thirty rotten egg farts!"

"You fart..."

"You fart!"

Mu Qiusheng: "..." These so-called state ministers are discussing this?

"It's okay, Mu Qiusheng, don't be discouraged. There must be only this group of low-ranking ministers discussing these unsightly things. The other ministers must be discussing state affairs." Mu Qiusheng comforted himself.

So, Mu Qiusheng changed another place to get together.

"What color do you think Miss Lulu's bellyband is?"

"Hey, old thing, I'm not ashamed to still talk about this kind of stuff at an old age."

"Stop talking nonsense, guess or don't guess?"

"Green, I guess. Green, green, naturally green."

"Old man, I don't believe you guessed."

"You must have seen it."

"Aren't you?"

"To each other, to each other, like-minded people."

Mu Qiusheng: "..."

I really want to wash my ears.

"The emperor is here..." It was that familiar male duck voice again.

Mu Qiusheng breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally, I'm free."

After the emperor came, everyone fell silent for a moment.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live..." Everyone said in unison.

"Everyone is flat~" the old emperor said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty..."

After everyone returned to their seats, the two ministers who spoke just now were rustling below again, as if they were still arguing about the color of a girl's bellyband.

Everyone was silent, and the cabin was terribly quiet.

The two ministers were still arguing endlessly, everyone's eyes were on them, and the two of them didn't realize it.

"Fart! Girl Huanhuan's bellyband is obviously white." The emperor suddenly said.

"..."

Everyone's eyes suddenly shifted to the emperor, as if... something was exposed.

"Cough..." The emperor's old face was a little unnatural.

"Singing and dancing..." The old emperor tried to change the subject.

Mu Qiusheng watched this play with gusto, watching the show while kneading melon seeds, a standard melon-eating crowd.

"Hahaha... Ah Si, look at them." Mu Qiusheng laughed softly, ecstasy in his laughter, and unconsciously put his hands on Xuanyuan Hao's shoulders.

Mu Qiusheng suddenly felt a chill, his little hand shook, and the freshly peeled melon seeds fell to the ground.He looked in the direction of the chill, Xuanyuan Shang's eyes shot over like knives, and Mu Qiusheng instantly withdrew his claws on his shoulders.

"No, what am I afraid of? I'm not from the National Teacher's Mansion." Mu Qiusheng said.So, suddenly his body went limp, and he half-lyed on Xuanyuan Hao's body, exhaling like blue and whispering in his ear.

"Si, peel me the melon seeds..."

"...Okay." Xuanyuan Hao seemed calm, but in fact, his earballs were already red enough to bleed.

"Your Highness...how can you peel melon seeds for a servant?" Xun Yu said.

"No problem..." Xuanyuan Hao said.

Xun Yu glared at Mu Qiusheng fiercely, and Mu Qiusheng looked like he didn't want to be beaten, and he stretched out his index finger to hook him.As if to say, you come to hit me...

Xun Yu clenched her fists, I endured...

Xuanyuan Shang was already on the verge of erupting, like a volcano that could erupt at any time.