Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

"Although we have now unified the world, people with immortality still try to be destroyed at all times." Murong Canghai opened the map on the desk and pointed to a corner of it, "Here, a mysterious team appeared...

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"The prince's reputation is shocking, and it is unlikely that the remaining small forces will not cause any storms." said Lord Yang, who was sitting on the left.

Murong Canghai's cold lips raised slightly, and said in a tone that must be condensed and calm—

"No one in the country will be willing to be a slave to the country forever. They want a family, and they are called a family in their own territory. For the sake of their family, everyone may ignore their lives, so they should not be careless."

The Lord Yang blushed and flattered, "Yes, what the prince said was in time, and the poor minister knew the crime."

"Pu" Murong Canghai raised his hand and an imperial edict fell in front of Lord Yang. He said coldly, "Mr. Yang, take a look."

"This is..." Lord Yang hesitated and bent down tremblingly to pick up the imperial edict on the ground.

Only the King of the North Court dared to abandon the emperor's imperial edict without restraint.

When Lord Yang saw clearly what was written on the imperial edict, his face suddenly changed drastically. He immediately knelt down and crawled to Murong Canghai, crying with tears and snot.

"Your Majesty, I am aware of the crime. Please don't remove me from my position."

Murong Canghai said coldly, "Come, take off Lord Yang's official uniform and demote him to a commoner from now on. He will never be allowed to enter the court to become an official." His voice was cold like an iceberg, exuding a fearful courage.

"yes!"

"Prince, please spare me..." Lord Yang was forcibly taken out, but he still didn't give up and turned around with great effort to plead with Murong Canghai.

Murong Canghai's condensed eyes glanced at the other important officials present and said, "I, Daqin, don't need to be so arrogant and flattering."

The other three people immediately stood up and bowed to them—

"The prince is wise."

The three of them had heat on their foreheads and their hearts were thumping violently.

"You're tired, so drink some soup first, it's a blood-replenishing."

Just as he was nervous and depressed, suddenly, a soft voice from a woman came over, and Murong Canghai looked up—

Su Yueming walked towards him with a plate in his hand. There was a bowl on the plate, and there was still heat in the bowl.

And on her face was the peace and tranquility he rarely saw.

Although there was someone in the study, Su Yueming was not at all discomfort. Luoluo was generous and walked to Murong Canghai, bowed slightly, and held the bowl on the plate to his hands, saying-

"I just made the chicken soup. I asked the doctor for blood-replenishing medicine. The first time I cooked it, you can taste it."

Murong Canghai looked at her. She was so gentle and beautiful, and he suspected that she was another person.

Looking up again—

On her head, she was carrying the stroll he gave her. The stroll shook gently with her movements, as if she was telling something.

A smile appeared on his face, as bright as the sun, dazzling and radiant.

The ministers present were all stunned, and then looked at each other. This was the first time in their lives that Murong Canghai smiled like this, smiling without any burden, and smiling so heroically.

In their impression, the face of the King of North Court is always as cold and arrogant as an iceberg and inhumane.

I never expected that he could smile like he is now.