Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

Murong Canghai got off the carriage, his arrogant and unruly figure exuded an arrogant momentum, and the black cloak floated high behind him, making people feel awe-inspiring.

On the high wall and under the city tower, thousands of soldiers, civil and military officials, knelt down, crawled at his feet, shouting—

"The King of the North Courtyard has a thousand years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of

The cry shook the sky, broke through the sky, and its momentum soared into the sky.

Murong Canghai's eyes faintly swept across the three armies in front of him, and there was a domineering spirit in his eyes that looked down on the people.

The little emperor shrank suddenly, hid behind Empress Pei and did not dare to come out. He looked at him carefully with a pair of timid eyes.

Empress Pei's heart also felt cold and her whole body shivered.

After not seeing each other for two months, he seemed to be colder and more distant than before. The faint gaze in his eyes made her frightened.

But, she is the queen, and she can only bury this fear in her heart.

She took the little emperor's hand, and always showed a noble and dignified, elegant and beautiful smile on her face. She walked to Murong Canghai and spoke-

"Uncle Emperor is back, is it a good way?"

As she said that, she gently pinched the little emperor's hand. The little emperor was always a little reluctant, but had to stand up with his teeth and look at the man in front of him who could not see his face even if he raised his head.

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"Uncle Emperor, welcome to return to Beijing."

Murong Canghai knelt down on one knee, supported the ground with a sword, and said, "Everything is fine, thank you for your concern."

Seeing that he finally performed the rituals of the king and the ministers, Empress Pei, who had always dropped her heart in her throat, finally let out a sigh of relief. She smiled and said, "It's good that the emperor is back. The empress dowager is reciting it every day for a while."

No matter how warm Empress Pei was, Murong Canghai was always cold and seemed to not take everything seriously. He did not sell her face at all, and Empress Pei's face looked a little embarrassed.

The little emperor looked up at his queen, thought for a while, walked to Murong Canghai, took his hand and said-

"Uncle Emperor, let's go, the sun is so hot."

Murong Canghai's cold gaze slowly moved from the little emperor to his hand and said, "Thank you, Emperor."

As if very satisfied, the little emperor turned around and said to the many civil and military officials and soldiers who were crawling on the ground, "You all get up too."

However, as soon as he said that, everyone still knelt on the ground motionlessly, and no one followed the orders of the little emperor.

The expression on Queen Pei's face became even more ugly.

The little emperor also gambled and said, "I asked you to get up, you dare to disobey my will, and you will all beheaded!"

Long Yan was furious, but everyone under the seat still didn't raise their heads.

At this time, Murong Canghai raised his right hand lightly, and immediately, everyone stood up at the same time and bent respectfully in his direction.

Murong Canghai bent down, holding the young emperor's tender shoulders in both hands, and said in a earnest tone, "Emperor, you are the king of a country. You can't chop other people's heads at will. Water can carry boats and cover them. This means

The emperor is like a boat, your people are water. Water can carry your boat, or overthrow your boat, causing you to fall into the river and drown. So you must love your people, do you know?

”

Murong Canghai's voice sounded like water, but there was a fearful courage hidden. The little emperor nodded without understanding. Murong Canghai got off the carriage, and his arrogant and unruly figure exuded an arrogant momentum.

The black cloak floated high behind him, making people feel awe-inspiring.

On the high wall and under the city tower, thousands of soldiers, civil and military officials, knelt down, crawled at his feet, shouting—

"The King of the North Courtyard has a thousand years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of years of thousands of

The cry shook the sky, broke through the sky, and its momentum soared into the sky.

Murong Canghai's eyes faintly swept across the three armies in front of him, and there was a domineering spirit in his eyes that looked down on the people.

The little emperor shrank suddenly, hid behind Empress Pei and did not dare to come out. He looked at him carefully with a pair of timid eyes.

Empress Pei's heart also felt cold and her whole body shivered.

After not seeing each other for two months, he seemed to be colder and more distant than before. The faint gaze in his eyes made her frightened.

But, she is the queen, and she can only bury this fear in her heart.

She took the little emperor's hand, and always showed a noble and dignified, elegant and beautiful smile on her face. She walked to Murong Canghai and spoke-

"Uncle Emperor is back, is it a good way?"

As she said that, she gently pinched the little emperor's hand. The little emperor was always a little reluctant, but had to stand up with his teeth and look at the man in front of him who could not see his face even if he raised his head.

road--

"Uncle Emperor, welcome to return to Beijing."

Murong Canghai knelt down on one knee, supported the ground with a sword, and said, "Everything is fine, thank you for your concern."

Seeing that he finally performed the rituals of the king and the ministers, Empress Pei, who had always dropped her heart in her throat, finally let out a sigh of relief. She smiled and said, "It's good that the emperor is back. The empress dowager is reciting it every day for a while."

No matter how warm Empress Pei was, Murong Canghai was always cold and seemed to not take everything seriously. He did not sell her face at all, and Empress Pei's face looked a little embarrassed.

The little emperor looked up at his queen, thought for a while, walked to Murong Canghai, took his hand and said-

"Uncle Emperor, let's go, the sun is so hot."

Murong Canghai's cold gaze slowly moved from the little emperor to his hand and said, "Thank you, Emperor."

As if very satisfied, the little emperor turned around and said to the many civil and military officials and soldiers who were crawling on the ground, "You all get up too."

However, as soon as he said that, everyone still knelt on the ground motionlessly, and no one followed the orders of the little emperor.

The expression on Queen Pei's face became even more ugly.

The little emperor also gambled and said, "I asked you to get up, you dare to disobey my will, and you will all beheaded!"

Long Yan was furious, but everyone under the seat still didn't raise their heads.

At this time, Murong Canghai raised his right hand lightly, and immediately, everyone stood up at the same time and bent respectfully in his direction.

Murong Canghai bent down, holding the young emperor's tender shoulders in both hands, and said in a earnest tone, "Emperor, you are the king of a country. You can't chop other people's heads at will. Water can carry boats and cover them. This means

The emperor is like a boat, your people are water. Water can carry your boat, or overthrow your boat, causing you to fall into the river and drown. So you must love your people, do you know?

”

Murong Canghai's voice sounded like water, but there was a fearful courage hidden. The little emperor nodded in a vague way.