The queen concubine please

Chapter 123 Master: The Emperor sent twenty beauties

Situ Mo was getting angry, and said impatiently: "What else did you bring?" He walked over while asking, grabbed Ling Feishuang's wrist, and glared at her fiercely.

This woman, she dared to throw him a second time, or in front of her servant girl, where would she let him put the face of a prince?

Ling Feishuang glanced at him, struggled slightly, and wanted to go away, but Wu Xin continued: "I have brought twenty more... masters." When he said the word master, his mouth twitched slightly. This is not the first time.

After hearing this, Situ Mo's expression turned cold instantly. His imperial brother is so quick, I'm afraid that one of the twenty women mixed up with him again, and wants to monitor him all the time, right?

He glanced at Ling Feishuang, and a deep meaning suddenly slipped in his eyes, "Go and receive the order."

After all, he took Ling Feishuang's hand and walked to the lobby of the front yard, and Ling Feishuang frowned tightly, twenty masters?Judging from the titles she has heard these days in the palace, she should be a concubine.

The emperor arranged a woman for him, but he actually took her to receive the order. He looked at him with a strange look, and he immediately glared over. The angry look showed that his anger just now had not dissipated.

Before Ling Feishuang had time to speak, he had already been brought to the front of the hall. It was the old eunuch who had been here before. Wuxin just called him Father Li, and behind him stood twenty fat, thin, gorgeous beauties.

All of them flaunted their poses and dressed in colorful clothes. Some boldly looked at Situ Mo directly, while others lowered their heads slightly, ashamed to speak, like Xiaojiabiyu.

The so-called accepting the order is just the emperor's word of mouth. When Mr. Li saw Situ Mo coming, he immediately cleared his throat and shouted: "King Mo accepts the order!"

"My brother, Situ Mo, is here!" But he didn't kneel down. Ling Feishuang was still regretting coming with him, and he would inevitably be forced to kneel down again, but now he was slightly relieved seeing this.

On the contrary, the twenty women knelt down together and crawled down, each of them looked like freshly baked steamed buns. Ling Feishuang didn't know how he would use this word to describe them, but he just thought this scene was a bit funny.

She looks like a person who stays out of the way, looking at everything in front of her, she just finds it a little funny. In ancient times, women really had no status.

(End of this chapter)