God, please let go! [Quick Transmigration]

"Your Majesty, which empress do you want to invite to bed tonight?" Wu Mingde, the chief eunuch next to Xia Qing, looked at the sky outside and estimated the time in his heart. But the Lord was still writing hard on the imperial book case, as if he didn't remember the matter of serving the bed at all, so Wu Mingde had no choice but to remind him aloud.

"..."

And the person sitting on the dragon chair didn't seem to be listening, still immersed in the sea of ​​memorials, fascinated by himself.

The long silence made Wu Mingde, who was bending over and waiting by the side, so frightened that he didn't dare to take a breath, because he didn't have the guts to peep at Tianyan without permission. Wu Mingde could only keep the posture of bending over silently, feeling agitated in his heart Silently guessing which of his actions offended the emperor in front of him.

Xia Qing is notoriously hard-working but also notoriously bad-tempered. Although she hasn't reached the point of brutality, it is a fact that she is moody. It is a common thing in the palace to kill a eunuch or maid of honor with a cane every now and then, and most of them are executed. The servants were all because they disturbed Xia Qing during working hours without permission.Since then, the new eunuchs and maids will have an unwritten rule, that is, not to approach the Palace of Qinzheng without summons, because our hardworking young emperors are working all the time, and they don't know when they will come. Heads will be split because of a little mistake.

Wu Mingde also accepted many precious treasures from Concubine Juan because of his greed, so he boldly reminded Xia Qing when Xia Qing was reviewing the memorial, but he didn't get any reply from his master. The long silence made Wu Mingde, who was bent over, sweat coldly DC, I kept imitating the next hundred ways to die in my heart, and began to regret more and more because of my greed for a moment, I agreed to the request of the concubine Juan. If you lose your life, the loss outweighs the gain.

"Wu Mingde."

"The slave is here!" A lazy voice came from the top of his head, and Wu Mingde, who was still guessing how he would die, was so frightened that he slapped him a thousand times.

"Today I will rest in the Palace of Qinzheng."

"Your Majesty, Concubine Juan just sent someone here to let His Majesty come over. The Empress has something important to tell His Majesty face to face." Seeing that Xia Qing's tone was not bad, Wu Mingde asked cautiously, guessing what the emperor was thinking. road.

Spreading the word in the palace is a job that requires a very high level of skill, not only to achieve the purpose of reminding others, but also to pick yourself out while accidentally angering the other party, so as to ensure that you don't provoke the upper body, and Wu Mingde is definitely a master in this It's just that he forgot that the person he was facing was Xia Qing. Although Xia Qing was a well-known workaholic, he was not ignorant of Wu Mingde's petty tricks. The chief eunuch next to the emperor, everyone in the palace naturally wanted to curry favor.It's just that Wu Mingde got so carried away that he dared to do things under Xia Qing's nose more and more, and Xia Qing never cared about him, and gradually forgot to keep his sense of proportion. Now he's starting to influence Xia Qing The favor of the harem has successfully touched the bottom line of the emperor in front of him.

"Wu Mingde, how long have you been by my side?"

"Back to Your Majesty, this servant has been with Your Majesty since he was still the crown prince, and it has been 21 years." Although he didn't know why Xia Qing asked this question, Wu Mingde still answered dutifully. However, the bad premonition in his heart became more and more serious.

"It's been 21 years...it's because you still remember so clearly." Xia Qing sighed in a half-true way, "I think I was only 15 years old back then."

"..."

Wu Mingde stood aside and listened to Xia Qing's recollection of the past, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, this kind of sad Huaiqiu thing is really not suitable for the young and vigorous emperor in front of him, but he is helpless because the emperor said what they did The slaves had to listen.

"Wu Mingde, you will be in your forties this year."

"Return to Your Majesty, this slave is already forty-eight this year." I don't understand what happened to my master today and kept asking these strange questions, but Wu Mingde answered honestly.

"I'm 48. Sure enough, my memory is starting to get bad when I'm old."

"His Majesty……?"

"The head eunuch of yours these past few years is really too leisurely, so leisurely that he even forgot what I hate the most, it seems that I have to change someone else." The sudden cold voice scared Wu Mingde directly to his knees. on the ground.

"Your Majesty, forgive me, Your Majesty, forgive me..."

Only then did Wu Mingde realize that what the emperor in front of him hates the most is being manipulated by others, and he can't even think about it. In the end, Wu Mingde's forehead was soaked in sweat, and his kneeling hands and feet began to gradually become limp.Today he mentioned that Concubine Juan is undoubtedly in the harem, maybe His Majesty is suspicious and thinks he is usurping power, even if he has a few heads that are not enough for His Majesty to chop off.Thinking of this, it is estimated that His Majesty already knew about his accepting bribes from Concubine Juan. What he is worried about now is not the issue of impunity, but whether his head can still be kept. For the sake of following him for so many years, I will forgive him this time.

"Oh? Then you are talking about what you did to ask me to spare your life?"

When Xia Qing asked such a question, Wu Mingde immediately keenly sensed that there was a chance for him to save his life. This was a chance that His Majesty specially graciously gave him to confess and be lenient.

"Slaves shouldn't accept bribes from Concubine Juan, and shouldn't see Qian's eyes open to wild guesses about His Majesty's thoughts, shouldn't..." Wu Mingde took a sneak look at Xia Qing, and found that Xia Qing was sitting on the dragon chair with no expression on his face. He didn't express anything, so he cruelly explained everything he had done before, almost explaining that he stopped by the imperial dining room to get a chicken leg the day before yesterday.

"Oh? This is the first time I've heard of these things." Xia Qing turned the wrench in her hand and looked at Wu Mingde who was still kneeling on the ground trembling. Only Xia Qing knew it in her heart.

"For the sake of you following me all these years, I don't want to dirty my place, so I will spare your life today."

"Yes yes yes! Thank you Your Majesty for not killing me." Hearing that his life was saved, Wu Mingde hastily kowtowed to thank him.

"Don't be too busy thanking me, I just said that death penalty is exempt, and I will save the hat of chief executive for you first, but from now on your salary will only be issued according to the eunuch who just entered the palace and waited for the last eunuch. I don’t care if you keep or receive filial piety, all of it belongs to the state treasury, and it just so happens that the state treasury has been severely strained by the recent border wars, Wu Mingde, I will punish you like this.”

"Submit, subdue! It is a slave's honor to contribute to the country."

Wu Mingde knocked out his teeth and swallowed it. He really wanted to say that his little money would be useless in the treasury, but he didn't want to die so early. After all, His Majesty didn't pick him because of his previous affection. Compared with His Majesty's previous actions, the hat of the chief executive is already a great kindness to him.

"By the way, go out and tell Concubine Juan's messenger, saying that I value Ningcui Palace and give it to Concubine Juan, and ask her to move there immediately."

"Yes, the slave will leave!" Wu Mingde tremblingly walked out of the Qinzheng Hall, and rushed to Concubine Juan's residence non-stop. There is no messenger here. He made it up himself. Now he can only rush there by himself. If it's too late, His Majesty doesn't know how to punish himself.It's just that this Ningcui Palace has always been the cold palace in the imperial palace. It seems that the concubine Juan will be imprisoned in this cold palace for the rest of her life.

【Master, master, you were so handsome just now! 】As soon as Wu Mingde walked out of the Hall of Qinzheng, the fur ball couldn't hold back his excitement and danced up and down, because just now Cheng Ran's aura was fully opened, and the fur ball was stunned. Why didn't he see that his master still had the temperament of attacking? Is it because Xia Qing's shell has played a great blessing role?

And Cheng Ran, who was praised by Mao Qiu just now, was slumped on the dragon chair with a look of exhaustion. As expected, playing Xia Qing was a very mentally and physically exhausting job. I don't want to experience it!

Thinking about the time he spent less than a month, he went to the morning court every day, listening to the ministers discussing what they had and what they had, and sometimes even turned into a debate. You have to hold back the anger of getting up to avoid flipping the table on the spot. At night, because of Xia Qing's hard-working and workaholic image, she can't go to bed early. Fortunately, with the cheating device of the system, Cheng Ran just sits on the imperial book table in a daze and pretends to be. To criticize those memorials, not to mention his half-baked classical Chinese, even if it was plain language, he would have to watch it for several days and nights without sleep, but even so, Cheng Ran was still irritable and wanted to beat someone, and it happened that Wu Mingde, the unlucky one, happened to bump into him. Cheng Ran's muzzle became cannon fodder.

【Master, what are you doing here? 】Mao Qiu stared at Cheng Ran who was walking towards the inner room with a dumbfounded look.

[Can't you see, I want to sleep! 】Cheng Ran got into bed without his coat.

[Master, this doesn't fit Xia Qing's personality, get up quickly!You have been here for more than a month and haven't visited Xia Yi once, how will you improve Xia Yi's disgust index if you continue like this. 】Furball sees that the owner who was aggressive and cool just now has a decadent look of passive sabotage, and can't help jumping up and down anxiously.

[Shut up, I'm not going to do it today, what to do, I've never heard of depriving the maintainer of sleep time for a task! 】

Maybe it's because Cheng Ran has been playing Xia Qing for too long, so he hasn't been able to get out of the role well, and the tone is inevitably violent, so the hairball can't resist well for a while, so he has to hide The corner cried.

After finally getting rid of the annoying "mosquito" sound in his ears, Cheng Ran quickly fell into the fragrance of dreams.It was probably the first time I slept soundly since entering this world, so this time I slept very deeply.He was woken up by the system's series of warnings that killed him. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt a cold touch on his neck. When he lowered his head reflexively, he saw a bright long sword on his neck. Cheng Ran could even feel it. The cold air from the sword was spreading down his neck and spreading all over his body.

"Heh~ I thought Xia Qing, the emperor of the Xia Dynasty, was some ruthless character, but it turned out to be nothing more than that."

Cheng Ran, who finally recovered from his daze, found a man in black standing beside his bed, that is, the master with a sword around his neck.

"Who are you?" Cheng Ran, who had finally recovered his thoughts, frowned and looked at the person whose face was covered by a mask. No one wanted to wake up and see a sword around his neck that could take his life at any time, so His tone was particularly gloomy.

"The one who killed you!"

"..."

Fuck, aren't you talking nonsense?Can't I see your sword on my neck?Cheng Ran rolled his eyes greatly in his heart, but on his face he kept Xia Qing's resolute and unmoving expression no matter what happened.

"Why?"

"Free."

"..."