When the full-level boss picks up the zero-level petite bag

Chapter 381 Nine thousand years old, I want to hug (11)

Xiao Changxu looked coldly at the two people lying on the ground, and said: "The candidates to be sent to guard are still to be discussed, and the two lovers will give me an answer when they go to court tomorrow."

"Yes, I will leave." Picking up the wat board on the ground, the two of them immediately wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, and then stood up.

Hearing this, Chu Nanxing turned around and walked out.

If you don't leave, Xiao Changxu's anger just now will be directed at her.

"Imperial concubine." Ding Changhui didn't think too much about it, and when he saw the graceful back, he knew it was the imperial concubine, and immediately shouted.

Master Cui quickly pulled the other party, motioning him to keep quiet.

Just now the emperor lost his temper because of General Chu, now that the imperial concubine is going to see the emperor, wouldn't that just hit the powder keg?

Ding Changhui immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth, glanced at Cui Ping, and reacted.

Finished calf.

Shouting so loudly, Xiao Changxu must have heard it.

If you don't go, you will feel guilty instead.

Chu Nanxing clenched his hands, and smiled gently at the two adults, "Master Ding, Master Cui."

"Mistress, take care." Cui Ping looked straight at Chu Nanxing.

Soon, Xiao Changxu's cold voice came from inside, "Why don't the imperial concubine come in?"

Chu Nanxing immediately raised his feet and walked in, saw the emperor who was half leaning on the dragon chair, and bent slightly to salute: "Your Majesty."

"What are you doing standing there? Come here."

"Yes." Chu Nanxing walked over with the food box, opened the food box and brought out the soup inside.

She said softly: "Your Majesty, this is the white fungus and lotus seed soup made by the concubine himself. It has the effect of calming the nerves and nourishing qi. Please try it."

She filled a small bowl, scooped a spoonful, and brought it to Xiao Changxu's mouth, with a genuinely expectant smile on her face.

Xiao Changxu's anger went up and down, and down and up again.

As soon as she thought that this was the daughter of the Chu family, she raised her hand and waved it over, knocking over the soup in her hand, then reached out and clasped her wrist, and the other hand grabbed her neck.

He sneered and said, "Aifei just came in, I guess I heard it?"

"Ahem, Your Majesty, what are you talking about?" Chu Nanxing was out of breath, his eyes were red and he looked at him wronged.

"Didn't hear it? Then I'll tell you." Xiao Changxu said in a cold voice, "You Chu family, do you want to climb on top of me, huh?"

His eyes widened and he roared angrily, the strength in his hands was about to strangle him to death.

Chu Nanxing's eyes flickered, and with tears in his eyes, he struggled weakly and said, "No...yes."

The next moment, Xiao Changxu threw her away, and Chu Nanxing immediately supported the chair beside him, stood firm, and took a quick breath while clutching his neck.

"Aren't you proud that I dare not kill you?" Xiao Changxu squeezed the seat tightly, looking at her with bloodshot eyes.

Chu Nanxing clutched his neck, shook his head, and said sincerely: "No, if the emperor wants the life of my concubine, I will give it to you."

Her hair was a little messy, falling beside her ears and on her forehead. It wasn't ugly, but with the slowly falling tears, there was a kind of desolate beauty that made people hard to bear.

Xiao Changxu took a few deep breaths, calmed down, saw the broken porcelain bowl on the ground, and said guiltily: "I was wrong just now, give me another bowl."

"Yes." Chu Nanxing stepped forward, filled another bowl, and fed it to Xiao Changxu.

"My concubine is tired, I will accompany you tonight." Holding Chu Nanxing's hand, Xiao Changxu said affectionately.

(End of this chapter)