Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

When Bei Muqing arrived at the cold palace, it was almost destroyed. She was dressed in white, had silver hair, delicate and beautiful facial features with obvious anger, narrow and charming eyes, which had always been smiling, were cold at this time.

I glanced at the people present coldly. With just this glance, it was daunting. My eyes stopped on the imperial concubine's face. The concentration seemed to be like recording the face of this person from now on.

For some reason, the imperial concubine suddenly arrived a little timid.

She looked away and glanced at the entire palace. Here, now she basically returned to what she was like at the beginning. The doors and windows were torn, and the plates she brought were destroyed, and there were damaged wood everywhere.

Apart from the lack of lush grass, it is really the same as before.

Bei Muqing didn't say a word, walked inside, walked around carefully, and looked around it all over.

There is no place here that is good.

She walked out and stood in front of the imperial concubine, gently tugging on both sides of her skirt with a strange smile on her face.

Looking at Bei Muqing standing in front of him, the imperial concubine held her head up and tried hard to make herself look confident.

Bei Muqing's lips moved, but before the words were spoken, a majestic voice came from the gate.

"What's going on?"

Everyone inside turned around and looked at the door. It was the emperor, followed by Mo Han, Xiao Yuer and his father-in-law.

The imperial concubine narrowed her eyes and looked at Xiao Yu'er, understanding very well why the emperor appeared here.

The emperor walked in with a serious face.

"I will meet the emperor."

"Slave/Slave Meet the Emperor." Everyone began to bow down and salute. Only Bei Muqing stood up straight, looking at the man in front of him, his angry smile disappeared, and he was as calm as if he was nothing.

It didn't happen that way.

Zhongli Ye just looked at Bei Muqing and did not let the large group of people get up.

Time seemed to be still, and Bei Muqing could not salute anyone. This was also one of the things that the imperial concubine could not bear.

"Qing'er." Zhongli Ye looked at her, feeling that he could understand the tone that he could understand. This time, the imperial concubine truly understood that she had always underestimated the emperor's thoughts about Bei Muqing.

Bei Muqing looked at Concubine Su: "Why would you give me a reason, why did you ruin this place?" The tone was definitely gentle.

The emperor glanced at the people who were still kneeling with the old ones: "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"My servant/slave servant/slave servant meets the concubine." Mo Han and the other two also saluted the imperial concubine.

The imperial concubine looked at the few people and understood very well that the emperor deliberately refused to let them get up just now, but she could not do it as usual now. No matter how uncomfortable she felt, she could only swallow it first: "No gift."

"Xie Niangniang."

"Why might I give me an answer?" The emperor looked at the imperial concubine.

"I just want my servants to try to see if the things here are strong for Miss Qing'er."

"Now Qing'er wants to thank the concubine for her kindness?" She smiled and looked at Zhongliye: "Your Majesty, I wonder if I can reciprocate and check the palace where she lives for the concubine?" Her voice was extremely

Gentle, but expressionless on his face.

"It is appropriate to be polite and exchange."

"Emperor." The imperial concubine felt a little panicked.