Tyrant love: little stunner, I want you

Feng Xiaojiu is not a gossip person.

However, when she heard those dancers talking about Situ Junyan, Feng Xiaojiu immediately became interested.

Because, as long as it is related to Situ Junyan, Feng Xiaojiu will involuntarily pay attention, just like now——

"Just now I saw Mr. Prime Minister from a distance, my God! Mr. Prime Minister is really handsome! He is indeed the second most beautiful man in the world!"

"Cut, do you still need to tell me!? In the entire Nanyue Dynasty, there is no one who does not know that the prime minister is young and promising, handsome, gentle and courteous, and he is a three-year-old girl and The object that an 80-year-old woman dreams of! It's a pity that I have a humble status. If I can be the Prime Minister's concubine, no, even if I can spend ten thousand with the Prime Minister, my death will be enough..."

Speaking of this, the woman folded her hands together, her eyes were full of longing, and her face was full of nympho.

Hearing the woman's words, the dancers beside her immediately looked down upon her.

"Cut! Stop dreaming! Even if you want to, the prime minister is not willing! The prime minister is not that kind of person!"

"That's right, the prime minister is 24 years old, but there has never been any gossip. It is said that there is not even a bed warmer in the prime minister's mansion!"

"Ah! Isn't it!? Come to think of it, in our dynasty, which rich kid, from the age of 14, has a group of wives and concubines around him!? The prime minister is still in his twenties and four, and he is still alone. It's incredible!"

"Yeah, powerful, powerful, beautiful, master of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, everything, rich and strong, honest and honest, but there is no woman around, don't you think it's a bit strange!?"

"Tch, what's so strange! Our current emperor is not twenty and four, just like the prime minister. Up to now, there is not a single concubine in the harem! The hair of the empress dowager who looks forward to the emperor's grandson every day is white. The clothes of the children in the village are also made by hand, making box after box, isn't it possible that you can't wait for the emperor's grandson!"

I don't know who said such a sentence, under the tree that was originally noisy, it suddenly became silent.

It seemed that everyone was thinking of something at the same time.

After an unknown amount of time, a dancer suddenly said cautiously.

"The emperor and the prime minister are in the same age, there is no woman around them, and the two of them have been inseparable all the time, could it be...the emperor and the prime minister..."

"My God! What do you mean, the prime minister has an affair with the emperor!?"

I don't know who exclaimed, as if a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the sound of gasping was one after another, so lively.

When Feng Xiaojiu heard this, she felt a 'bang', as if a thunderbolt was falling straight from the top of her head, and her whole body was completely scorched by the thunder!

God!

No! ?That cruel tyrant and that gentle Situ Junyan...

No, not possible!

Feng Xiaojiu immediately denied this possibility in her heart!

Because, she never imagined that the gentle and elegant Situ Junyan would be a couple with that tyrant.

only--

"Stop thinking of Situ Junyan!"

In her mind, what Dugu Ming said to her last night suddenly flooded up.

At that time, she felt that what Dugu Ming said was a bit inexplicable. .Now, after hearing the words of these dancers and Duguming, and thinking about the friendship between Duguming and Situ Junyan...