I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 2159 Che Song: Shit
"Come here, send the Queen Mother back to the palace!" Murong Che ordered forcefully.

No one should interfere with this matter.

"Emperor!" According to Xinyue's intention, she wanted to take care of it herself, and take advantage of this good opportunity to get rid of Ruoge!

"What? Now my orders are fucking bullshit?" Murong Che's cold and unruly dragon eyes swept over them one by one.

In the palace, the emperor is still the biggest.

They sent Lili Yue back to the palace.

Concubine Man was clamoring in the inner hall to see Murong Che.

"Your Majesty, do you want to go in? Concubine Man Gui is arguing to see you. Concubine Man Gui is currently in an unstable mood. If the Emperor doesn't go in..." Director Feng said with a smile.

Murong Che rubbed his brows, and when he heard Mr. Feng's words, he put away his long fingers and rubbed the cuffs of the dragon robe, and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Isn't Mr. Feng afraid that when I enter at this time, Concubine Man Gui will die in excitement?"

Manager Feng: "..."

The emperor is really cruel.

"The imperial concubine harmed the prince, eh?" Murong Che smiled dangerously, his evil face seemed to be stained with a coquettish red blood, he walked around Ruoge several times, and even sniffed her The fragrance, asked.

Ruoge lowered her fairy eyes: "Yes."

"Very good." Murong Che nodded slightly, his handsome face changed suddenly, he pinched her chin and lifted her face up: "Murderer."

"Yes." Ruoge raised his eyelids lightly.

"Come here, take Concubine Man Gui back to her bedroom for a proper diagnosis and treatment." Murong Che said proudly.

Concubine Man was crying and fussing, wishing she could rush down from the hands of the palace servants and kill Ruoge.

She obviously put a small amount of diarrhea medicine powder in the pastry, why did it suddenly turn into safflower powder!

Concubine Man was bleeding profusely.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air of Qinyun Palace.

"Your Majesty, please move to the Qing Palace. The smell of blood is too strong, and I'm afraid it will collide with the dragon's body. This servant will send someone to wash the Qinyun Palace." Feng Feng said.

"Wash!" Murong Chezhu's round and smooth words clanged down, but his long eyes stared at Ruoge's stubborn and indifferent face all the time: "Wash now, in front of Zhen and Concubine Man Gui!"

Manager Feng: "..."

So, the palace people began to pour water on the ground, the water was fluid, and soon flowed to the outer hall, soaking their shoes.

The two of them stood there like sculptures, motionless.

A pupil is like fire.

A gaze as cold as ice.

After a while, the ground was washed clean: "Your Majesty, it's all..."

"Get off!" Murong Che squeezed out five words from between his teeth.

Immediately filed out.

"Aifei thinks this bedroom still smells like blood?" Murong Che asked word by word.

"If the emperor thinks there is, there is. If the emperor thinks there is no, then there is not." Ruoge replied calmly.

"I think so." Murong Che looked at her steadfastly, smiled suddenly, and finally let go of her chin. There was a finger mark on her chin, and Murong Che slowly raised his palm.

His palms are perfect, wide and even, slender, with well-defined joints.

He waved his five long fingers, and smiled badly, wickedly: "My hands smell like blood."

Ruoge's fairy eyes shrank together, as if he had guessed something.

Murong Che pinched her chin again, and pecked lightly on her lips: "Do you still remember what I said?"

Ruoge looked at him silently.

"I only want your child!" A few words are enough to explain everything.

The safflower in Concubine Man's pastry was made by Murong Che!
(End of this chapter)