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Since he was sure that his own life could be saved. Fugui was no longer as cautious. He stepped forward and knelt in front of the empress, loudly asking, "What orders does the empress have?"

Empress Pang was naturally puzzled. Although wealth was a good poem, there was no use in being talented. After all, he was already a eunuch. Even if he had talent, he would at most be a head of eunuchs. It was simply impossible for him to be an extremely important person; he could only draw shadows with Ling Yan. He didn't know what Consort Hu meant by letting him stay like this. The Empress guessed at Consort Hu's motives, but did not show it on the surface. She also understood that in the past few years, she had not been a match for Consort Hu based on her looks or any other methods, so she had always feigned ignorance. Although she did not reveal her expression, there were people beside her who were unable to continue on. Her face, which was originally a hundred miles long and red, was now covered in snow and winter.

Her eyes moved frequently and her long eyelashes fluttered like a fan. She was very adorable. However, his master's heart was already in her throat. Her chest was rapidly rising and falling, her fingers grabbing at each other until they turned white. His eyes stared unwaveringly at the wealthy man kneeling in front of him. She was none other than his rich lover, Yan Qiushui.

Of course, rich and powerful people also thought of their best lover, but now was not the time to kiss me. A sharp cold light flashed past his body. The rich man was shocked. He was still discovered.

The cold light was quickly retracted. Fu Gui could clearly feel the strong mental undulations of the woman on the right front. It seemed that she was the Consort Hu. Fugui stole a glance. He took in a deep breath of cold air! F * ck! She's really a f * * king fox spirit! Her plump and plump face was like a full moon in the sky, while her eyes, which were as big as black grapes, were shining like comets. She was staring at the rich and powerful people, the rich and powerful people could even feel the light radiating from her, and finally, her most alluring lips were thick, moist and slightly upturned, as if she was waiting for a man's favor at any time.

"Are you the one who won the fight in the palace, the rich Military Inspector?" Wealth's heart skipped a beat. Such a beautiful voice. No wonder the old emperor, who was already over the age of white, was still so enchanted by her voice. It seemed that she was indeed a beauty in flames, an exceptional beauty in the world. It was also within the Imperial Palace. After exiting the Imperial Palace, there were countless number of prodigal sons that came under his wing. These nobles and silkpants had all been robbed of their lives. He somewhat understood why Tang Minghuang liked Yang Yuhuan so much back then.

"Queen Muse!" This little one had been saved by the grace of the heavens. "It was the Emperor's benevolence that gave this servant a chance to serve the Emperor. This servant will not disappoint the Empress, and will only die after!" Fugui was still kneeling on the ground. He cursed in his heart: "Damn! Why are you still not letting me get up! It's a good thing that I can still persevere for a while even without the cotton pad! "

"You can get up and answer." It was the middle-aged woman from before. It looks like the empress knows how to pity others! The wealthy elder hurriedly expressed his gratitude. He was afraid that the two of them would grovel for a bit, but one of them would stand up, while the other one would not. At that time, he would be the one crying.

"As expected, she is pretty good-looking!" What a pity! Did you do the same for Shishi just now? " The eyes of the Consort Hu were shining brightly, as if wealth was the most precious treasure in the world. The eyes of the fox spirit were blazing with passion, as if wealth was the most precious thing in the world. After waiting for a long time, the Hunter was suddenly overjoyed when she met her prey. At this time, the Consort Hu did not seem to be afraid of the cold weather at all. She was dressed in thin clothes that swayed in the spring breeze like a fairy.

They seemed to be on a tour around the garden. A group of people were standing in front of the rich, staring at them in unison.

Wealthy and noble stood up. Seeing such a stance, he hurriedly looked at his nose, nose and heart, his eyelids drooping. He was as expressionless as an old monk entering a meditative state. This was the only way to not easily reveal his secret. If you laugh too much, others will have to say that you are an unreliable person, so they won't trust your words, and they will force you to do so even more urgently. This was the only way to get out of this predicament.

"I read about it in an ancient book." Servant is a mediocre person, how can he compose such a wonderful poem? Forgive the sin of a servant! "

"What are you guilty of?" "I also like poetry very much. I especially like that line 'When you're fake, you're fake, when you're real, you're also fake. When there's nothing to be fake, there's always a place to be fake'. Have you ever read that line before?" Consort Hu read out loud, her eyes like steel needles, staring straight at Fu Gui.

Yan Qiushui's breathing was a little hurried as her eyes frantically spun around. From time to time she would look at the Consort Hu, from time to time she would look at the wealthy and occasionally she would look at the Empress. However, everyone's attention was focused on the Consort Hu and the wealthy families, so almost no one noticed them. Even the expert Consort Hu had neglected her because she had used her power to suppress the body of a rich person. Only by doing so could she escape calamity.

The Queen looked at the wealth and then looked at the Consort Hu in doubt. Who knew what affluence had offended her. However, she had heard about how the Consort Hu was making things difficult for the Palace Maid's eunuchs. Could it be that Consort Hu's problem had occurred again? Or was it to intentionally make things difficult for the emperor's servants in order to demonstrate to him? If it was the former, then it was fine, but if it was the latter, hmph hmph! Sooner or later, I will let you know my power! A cold light flashed in the empress's eyes, then disappeared.

He smiled faintly, showing his motherly demeanor. "Little Sister, why are you so calculative with the emperor's close servant? Weren't you here to admire the flowers today? Don't ruin your mood! "Servant, why aren't you leaving!"

Wealth had cold sweat all over his body. Consort Hu's words could not be more obvious, it meant that I already know that you are a fake eunuch. Your life has been in my hands ever since. If you are smart, feel free to express it. Otherwise, wash your neck and wait for the knife.

With the empress's words, Fugui knew that the two must have been on the same page. And the Consort Hu did not dare to expose him. Fugui's face changed slightly. His eyes showed fear as he knelt down, "This servant deserves to die. This servant should not have disturbed the Empress's interest in visiting the garden! Please forgive me, Your Highness! This servant will definitely take the responsibility of asking for punishment! " When Fu Gui said that he wanted to apologize, he intentionally looked at Consort Hu and bit down hard. Let me remind you, Consort Hu, that we will look for you! It's better if you play first! If you have anything to say, let's find a secluded and beautiful place to talk.

Consort Hu suddenly laughed, the silver frost on the ground scattered, the laurel fragrance in the Moon Palace, the fairy dance in the Jade Pool. The concubines in the surroundings or the flowers in the spring breeze had all lost their color. Giving Fugui a flirtatious glance, she said daintily, "I am just discussing poetry with you. Where did you offend him? "You can go back. I am in a good mood today."

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. The wealthy elder hurriedly paid his respects and left. He understood that the Consort Hu was already willing to see him alone. Rich and noble waited for the girls to leave. A cool breeze blew and they shivered. It turned out that they were all drenched.

Fugui wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead and ran towards the Purple Bamboo Pavilion like a wisp of smoke. He had to hurry back and think about how to deal with this Consort Hu.