It's hard to love a concubine

Chapter 167

If the emperor is really an ordinary businessman, the old lady is right, only the emperor can work alone, and it is right for him to help him properly, but the problem is that he is the most honorable person in Daqi!It's the emperor!Can he do it?
Qian Xiyao was in a panic, thinking about how the whole family would be dragged out and thrown into prison, the more she thought about it, the more anxious she became, and her face really turned pale.

Two hidden guards hiding in the dark, you look at me, I look at you, the killing intent cannot be hidden in the eyes.

This family deserves to be killed for committing such a crime!

Do it now?

When the two were holding hidden weapons in their hands and were about to kill with one blow, they saw the emperor pinching his sleeves, and they stopped in vain.

But what's the matter?The two hidden guards were holding their breath!

The emperor didn't even look at the old lady Zhao, although she was tall and powerful, although she had a loud voice, and although she had a strong sense of presence, the emperor just didn't look at her, but waved to Qian Xiyao.

As long as the emperor is not angry, Qian Xiyao will be thankful. Seeing that the emperor is still in the mood to look for her at this moment, she throws off the old lady and runs over.

The emperor glanced at Qian Xiyao's face and asked, "Are you hungry?" Then he added, "Then I'll chop wood, and you will light the fire."

Qian Xiyao hurriedly said, "Master, let me chop."

Wanfu, who was in the back room, tried to climb out again, but before he reached the door, he fell to the ground with another bang, with a big bump on his forehead, and couldn't get up. He lay on the ground thinking, Your Majesty, slave Incompetent, a slave can't save His Majesty!woo woo woo

Qian Xiyao stood beside the emperor, preparing to commemorate this historic moment. Hey, she was preparing for the emperor to take over as soon as he showed some discomfort. As a result, the emperor was still a little unsure at the beginning, and the ax always fell to one side. With one split and one accurate cut, a small log thick as a calf can be turned into four pieces of thin firewood.

Qian Xiyao couldn't help showing admiration, and said, "Master, you are really amazing."

The emperor was holding his breath, but he felt he had found the knack as he worked on it, and seeing the admiration in Qian Xiyao's eyes, he didn't know why, but the more he worked, the more he worked.

Bang bang bang, the emperor was sweating profusely as he chopped firewood, as if he had found a rhythm.

Mrs. Zhao watched from the side, clapped her hands recklessly and said, "Oh, isn't this just how to chop? What I did was better than my family's Tieniu." Tieniu is Zhao's son, and he turned to Qian Xiyao Said, "Ma'am, you are really lucky. Your father can make money and love people at the same time."

Qian Xiyao almost had beads of sweat on her forehead when she heard this, she thought, if you know who this is, even if the emperor doesn't punish you, you will be scared to death, right?
As soon as Wu Quan arrived at the door, he heard the sound of chopping firewood. Remembering that the firewood was about to be used up, he said, "Who is chopping firewood?" As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw the most honorable emperor of Daqi with his trousers rolled up, chopping firewood profusely. Quan, a seven-foot-tall man, almost fell to his knees.

(End of this chapter)