Crossing the Queen Feitian: The Harem Male Concubine

Chapter 297 He is the leader, not the concubine (8)

As big as Her Majesty's temper and personality, as small as dressing and eating preferences, whenever the wealthy son and young master thinks he likes what they say, he will throw them some money.

Under the shade of the tree, the young man crossed his legs: in front of him and behind him are the men who bullied him in Fengxuan Palace, and now he has changed careers to curry favor with him, the one in front of him helps to beat his legs, and the one behind him helps to rub his shoulders——

Some people don't even know the background of this mysterious young master, but they believe that the rich master, no matter which palace he is a male concubine, as long as he is willing to give them a reward, they are willing to use their mouths.

So, for the past two days, Soul Shui enjoyed the supreme male concubine treatment here, held tea parties, and listened to men talking about Feitian's many living habits.

Soul Eagle took all of this into consideration, and continued to sweep his land without saying anything - that was the future of Soul Water and had nothing to do with him.But it is closely related to the future of this dynasty.

In the evening, Soul Water was waiting for the Soul Censor who was teaching His Majesty on the corridor——

Seeing her son standing upright in her line of sight for the first time, Hunqin exclaimed, rushed up and pulled the brat past him, and dragged him into a corner!
"Soul Water! You are looking for death! Why did you come to the main hall? What if His Majesty saw it?"

"See it when you see it—maybe His Majesty really wants to see me?"

His stubbornness deserved a shudder in his head!
Hun Qin reprimanded him: "Nonsense! I have already told His Majesty to send you out of the palace——If His Majesty knows that you are still in the palace, I am committing a serious crime of deceiving the emperor and will beheaded!"

Soul Shui smiled confidently: "My lord, you are too nervous, no one will cut off your head."

Hun Qin rolled his eyes at him: "You're not His Majesty, how do you know you can't!"

"Because no one dared to chop off the head of your majesty's favorite concubine's mother."
Hun Qin purely put his words into Arabian Nights: "Want to be His Majesty's favorite concubine? In your next life—go back quickly, didn't you let you follow your ancestors?"

"The old man said that I can come to you, so I will wait here for my lord."

(End of this chapter)