Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

But now, who doesn't know that Lord Su Hou's mind is stupid, that he was on the wrong team at the beginning, and Hou's mansion has long been rejected by the emperor?

What's more, the guard with a sword in front of the imperial guard was only rank 4. As soon as she came, she ran to the top, starting from rank 3.

What is this dog man trying to do?

Could it be that you want her and Suhou's mansion to be the target of public criticism, can't you kill it with a stick?

Su Qiao's face turned even darker, but even if it was black enough to drip ink, she could only accept the order honestly.

Resisting the decree is also about beheading.

This shitty old society.

Swearing fiercely in her heart, Su Qiao rejected the emperor's suggestion to stay in the palace, and left in an air-conditioned manner.

After Su Qiao left, several ministers also left in a heartbeat.

Logically, when Su Qiao became an official in the court, he should be assigned to their six divisions.

But the emperor kept people by his side.

What is this called.

If they want to ask the little prince in the future, they have to come to the palace.

Mrs. Xie was also at a loss, but who dared to speak up about the emperor's decision?

"Your Majesty, this little prince is too ignorant, why do you have to praise him like this?"

Eunuch Quan was so optimistic about Su Qiao at the beginning, and now he is not so optimistic.

As an emperor, I should have been angry, but Long Jingyuan showed a smile abnormally: "Oh, not willing? I just want him to stay."

"Your Majesty, he won't run, will he?"

Even the emperor dared to contradict, but now that Su Qiao really ran away, Eunuch Quan would not be surprised.

"Taifu has said before that in the fifth painting, the person who lives in a small cabin in the woods must be someone who is indifferent to fame and fortune, sees through the world, and is detached from the world."

Although the little prince was only sixteen, judging from his performance today, he really had no ambitions for the court.

Indifferent to fame and fortune, detached from the world, he didn't know, but it was true that he had some rebelliousness.

Even so, Eunuch Quan had to admit that Su Qiao was indeed talented.

Long Jingyuan's anger-filled eyes slid through his mind.

If you run, it's really possible.

"Come on."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark figure silently appeared in front of the desk.

"Send two people to watch and check by the way."

"Yes."

The dark guard took the order and walked away.

Let's talk about Su Qiao, at this time, she was full of anger, but she had nowhere to vent. Her face that was originally Xiuya lost a trace of the gentleness she had before.

Even the corners of his clothes have a coldness that no one should approach.

Somebody even bumped up.

Seeing Su Qiao, King Jin's eyes lit up, he closed the fan in his hand, and strode over.

"Little Prince, did you just come out of the imperial study?"

"His Royal Highness King Jin." Su Qiao nodded expressionlessly and walked around him.

"Huh? Wait."

King Jin was taken aback and blocked Su Qiao's way with a fan.

"Little prince, did this king offend you? Why do you feel that you are a little dissatisfied with this king?"

Su Qiao glanced at him coldly: "Your Highness is wrong, how dare you be dissatisfied with the dignified His Royal Highness King Jin?"

Don't know if a good dog doesn't get in the way?

Is it itchy skin, need to be beaten?

King Jin suddenly approached and stared at Su Qiao's face: "Why does this king feel more familiar with you the more you look at it?"

"Also, this smell..." Shrugging his nose, King Jin frowned slightly.

The faint scent of pear flowers, where did you seem to smell it?

Is it in the backyard?

"Your Highness, please respect yourself." Su Qiao's face darkened and she took two steps back.

Some gritted their teeth and said: "Familiarity may only be because I look a little like the second sister. After all, we are the twins of the same egg."

"Yes." King Jin didn't understand, so he put it down.

Just as Su Qiao was about to bypass him again and leave, Long Jingyuan's voice suddenly came from behind.

"how?"

"Is everything done?