Your Majesty, please come quickly

Chapter 547 I Only Care About Xilan
If he really slept with the princess Heqin from the southern country, wouldn't it be the same as giving to Mr. Xue...

How could a proud young master like Xue endure this? !Just look at Bai Ruoting's fate...you will know.

However... It was quickly proved that his conjecture was completely wrong.

"If you don't mind, then things will be easier." Ling Zimo took the new tea offered by An Deshun, blew on it gently, and took a sip.

He pursed his lips again, before he said indifferently, "Then if she is too enthusiastic for you and you can't stand it, just stay with her. Anyway, you don't mind."

Fu Ye: "What???!!!"

Anderson: "...?!"

After standing there blankly for a long time, Fuye finally recovered his voice, "Emperor, Your Majesty, you are joking with your subordinates. Heh, heh, this joke is a bit cold..."

What are you kidding? !What do you mean it's easy if he doesn't mind? !What does it mean to stay with her if you can't stand it? !
Shouldn't the normal thinking be, does the emperor mind if his concubine has close contact with other men? !
Why do you hear Mr. Xue's tone, he doesn't care at all about how the woman in his name is being treated by other men? !
Also as shocked as Fu Ye was An Deshun.When he looked at his master, he also had the expression of seeing a ghost.

Although he knew that his master didn't have those concubines in his heart, he didn't bother to care whether they had other people in their heart.But speak up in person and let other men sleep with her nominal...

An Deshun couldn't imagine how his master could say such words in such an indifferent tone...

Could it be, master... really just told a bad joke?

Just when his thoughts were wandering, Ling Zimo said to Fu Ye again, "Do you think I am a joker?"

He never joked about business matters, nor would he waste a word on people who didn't care.

Mu Dan, to him, is a person who doesn't care, and His Majesty the Emperor, who has always been reticent about her arrangement, will not joke.

"...It's not like." After holding back for a long time, Fu Ye said these two words tremblingly.

"Then it's over." Ling Zimo raised his eyes, put down the tea cup in his hand, leaned on the cushion, and said lightly, "I've said it before, as long as it's not exposed, you can do anything else."

After finishing speaking, he added, "I'll just say it once. When pretending to be me, the principle of not being exposed is the highest priority. As for the women in the palace, except for Xilan, you are free to deal with the rest according to the situation."

Fu Ye: "..."

He suddenly felt that he probably needed to be quiet.

"Master Xue, they are your concubines after all, you really don't care at all? Why?" Fu Ye still did not give up.

If he didn't clarify this question, he would never get over that hurdle in his heart.

"I only care about Xilan." Ling Zimo's mouth curved slightly, and he said with a half-smile, "As for the others, do they have anything to do with me?"

They all entered the palace for power, status, glory, and wealth.Selling one's own body in exchange for the superficial beauty and various benefits of the family behind him.

For them, no matter who the emperor is, they will greet him with a smile.

Even if the emperor is a bad old man in his sixties with a pot belly, or some kind of old pervert with pockmarked face and hair falling out, that's the same.

What they married was only the seat of the emperor, not the one sitting in this seat, him.

(End of this chapter)