The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

  Chapter 409 My sister is the queen (59)

  The angrier Pei Dongqing was, the happier Nangongye was.

  But he didn't show any expression, he just breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Well, it's good that Mr. Qinggui is not angry, I thought you were angry, because I treated a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain."

  Pei Dongqing turned to look at him, with a somewhat cold tone, "Ye Xianjun, His Majesty's favor is only temporary, and you won't be proud for too long!"

   "Don't forget that you were still lying on the hospital bed when I was favored two months ago!"

  Namiyano sneered.

   Just a few words, made him so angry? He didn't seem so indifferent on the surface.

  Nan Gongye leaned on Bu Mou, and said in agreement: "What Qing Guijun said is true."

  The conversation changed, "But if I hadn't been lying on the hospital bed during those two months, how could Mr. Qinggui have a chance of being promoted?"

  Speaking of which, he also regretted that he waited in the bamboo yard for those two months.

  If he had taken the initiative to attack earlier, the current position of the emperor would probably be his!

  Pei Dongqing: "..."

  Namiyano's words made his two months of patience worthless.

  His hand on his lap was tightly clenched into a fist.

  The next second, he violently hit Nangongye beside him.

   "Even if you are favored again, you must pay attention to your dignity! I am the emperor, and you are just a little virtuous monarch! How dare you be presumptuous in front of me?"

  Pei Dongqing feels that her temper is getting worse recently.

  Ever since he was taken back to the palace by the empress, he has followed his mother's instruction and must behave properly in front of the empress.

   Let the queen realize that he is a good man who can manage the harem well.

  In this way, he can stand out from the crowd of empty and beautiful servants. When the empress thinks that he can entrust him with important tasks, is he still far away from Fengjun's position?

  As long as he sits in that position, he can also contribute to the Pei family.

  Although his mother is the prime minister, this position is not stable.

  Recently, other officials in the upper court have been provoking non-stop, which caused my mother to send letters every three days, asking him to work harder to seduce His Majesty.

   Try to add a daughter and a half for His Majesty, so that some people can shut up.

  Mother's constant pressure, coupled with Ye Xianjun's favor, made Pei Dongqing really impatient.

  He didn't understand, the queen obviously liked him, and his meticulous care during those two months, no one would be able to bear it if it were any other woman.

   But his title was promoted, but he still failed to get the grace.

   And this Ye Xianjun, who has already firmly grasped His Majesty's heart only a few days after recovering from his illness, dares to show off his power in front of him?

  Even if the matter of his beating will go to His Majesty, he can't bear it today!

  …

  The person who raised the step, because of Pei Dongqing's move, couldn't lift it steadily for a while, and accidentally dropped the step to the ground.

   Stepped to the ground, with a burst of shaking, Nangongye raised his hand in a very quick reaction, blocking Pei Dongqing's fist.

   "Tsk, Mr. Qinggui has been a little irritable lately, is it caused by the hot weather? Why don't you go back to your plum courtyard and rest, I'll just go today."

   "Presumptuous!"

  Pei Dongqing slapped her backhand.

   Before the slap fell on Nangongye's face, his wrist was grabbed by Nangongye.

  Nan Gongye exerted all his strength, and with a click, Pei Dongqing felt a sharp pain in his wrist.

   "Mr. Qinggui, please don't learn from Mr. Yueliang. When Mr. Yueliang beat me, His Majesty was there. Now His Majesty is not here, and the weather is not good for people to be at odds from time to time. I am not so easy to bully."

   After finishing speaking, he let go of Pei Dongqing's dislocated wrist.

   There is still a bright smirk on his face.

  (end of this chapter)