The concubine loves evil: the lazy emperor, you are miserable

Chapter 112 The Emperor Is Angry 2
Seeing this, Gu Le'er didn't dare to stay any longer, turned around and ran towards Qinse Hall.

"Your Majesty, I'm leaving, you go to bed. Goodbye."

He waved his hand back, and the man ran away in the blink of an eye.

Gu Le'er could no longer be seen, Dongfeng Zui finally came to his senses, this girl just played word games for him again.

What does it mean to be the most beautiful person you have ever seen?
She has never seen the third son at all, has she?
After all, she was still fooling him.

Dongfeng Zui took a deep breath.

An Rui looked at him with trepidation, waiting for a roar like a thunderbolt from the clear sky.

He knows Dongfeng is drunk, although he is usually lazy and doesn't like to lose his temper, don't make him anxious.

If you really want to be anxious, rabbits can bite people, and clay figurines are also earthy, aren't they?

An Rui waited, waited.

Seeing that the situation was not good, several young eunuchs also waited and waited with bated breath.

Unexpectedly, after a long time, Dongfeng Zui let out a long breath, turned around, and walked into the room.

What is he so angry about?
It's just a few men who have never met, what kind of dry vinegar is he eating?

What?
Jealous?

Bah bah, he didn't, he just hated being disturbed by Gu Le'er to make him sleep.

But why is my heart always stuffy and uncomfortable?

Uncomfortable like never before.

Not to mention that Dongfeng was drunk, Anrui and the little eunuchs were also depressed and extremely uncomfortable.

Isn't the emperor torturing people?

They were suffocating just now, waiting for his eruption, but he died down like this, are you sorry for them?

If you want to get angry, do it quickly.

If you keep holding it in, it will cause internal injuries.

In the afternoon, Gu Le'er spent the whole afternoon tinkering in the Qinse Hall.

She closed the door and no one knew what she was doing inside.

All I could hear were tinkling sounds coming from the room.

The tinkling sound lasted all afternoon, and of course, it was inevitably transmitted to the main hall.

Fortunately, in order to have a quiet sleeping environment, Dongfengzui specially had the doors and windows specially processed.

(End of this chapter)