Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 142 The tyrant is afraid of guilt (46)
This Ji Mochen was a bit too funny, and he was so special that he thought of such an idea in order to have a private meeting at night.

"Happy you bastard."

"You are the emperor, don't you want to criticize memorials? Don't you want to manage the country?"

"Is the world peaceful now? Are the common people fed and clothed?"

Ji Mochen thought silently, why should he care about that?
If the country is not peaceful, it is not peaceful. Anyone who dares to revolt will be directly suppressed by the army.

When other countries come to fight, they directly send troops to fight there.

As for the common people, they are hungry, won't they try their best to find food?

Is it possible to ask him to help them find it?

"Besides, you really don't know how many people outside want to kill you? You dare to run around in the middle of the night, be careful that one day the boat capsizes in the gutter, and it's too late to regret it."

Ji Mochen looked confident: "No, I have many people around me, and I am also very skilled in martial arts. Now that I have been detoxified, no one can beat me."

The corners of Yun Miao's eyes twitched.

No one can beat you?

Then what am I?
Besides, no matter how powerful a person's martial arts is, he is afraid that two fists will be no match for four hands. What if they send thousands of troops?

"I think you floated away after you were detoxified."

"I'm leaving first, if I don't leave, some people probably think what I'm doing in the palace."

Although she is of no use now, there is no guarantee that no one will be sent to watch her.

"What else can you do, meet your lover privately."

Ji Mochen silently decided to go secretly tonight.

Anyway, if he went, she wouldn't beat him out, would she?

Yun Miao turned her head rather speechlessly, "Your temper...how did you become so crooked?"

Didn't you say that when you were young, your life was very hard and depressive?
Wasn't he tortured by ten or twenty kinds of poisons on his body, making him restless day and night, grumpy, and bloodthirsty?
Why do you look like a rascal now?

"That's because of you, Miaomiao. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't know that I would be so shameless."

He had never had such a comfortable life before.

Everything seems to be going well, and everything around you looks beautiful.

Yun Miao looked at him threateningly: "Oh, is that still my fault?"

"No, it's my fault." Ji Mochen didn't dare to make her angry. If he got angry, he might be able to kick him out at night.

"I'm leaving, you should be careful in the palace, and don't follow other people's ways."

In this palace, there are still powerful characters like Concubine Yuan, so it is not completely peaceful.

I don't know how many other people's nails there are.

Ji Mochen looked at the sky outside, and stopped pestering her.

Originally, he wanted to personally send her out of the palace, but he was afraid that others would see her out.

He could only order Director Yu to send her out of the palace himself.

After the people left, the palace was uncomfortably quiet.

Ji Mochen sat where Yun Miao had sat, picked up the tea she had drunk, and took a sip.

As if reminiscing about something.

After a while, he lay back, put his hands on his abdomen, and quietly closed his eyes.

He opened his eyes only after the manager came back, sat up slowly, and glanced at the maids and eunuchs he had brought back one by one with his sinister eyes.

"Anyone who dares to reveal a word about what happened today, I will destroy his nine clans!"

"You know, I've always kept my word!"

"My majesty, spare me! The servant (servant) dare not reveal a word."

The faces of the maids and eunuchs turned pale, cold sweat broke out on their backs, and they hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

I thought that today would be more or less auspicious, but in the end, I just waited for a sentence of 'all go down'.

After they left, Manager Yu walked to the door of the hall and clapped his hands lightly.

(End of this chapter)