The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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When the emperor performed the ceremony of the weak crown, he was diagnosed by the imperial physician as not good at it.

So she was definitely not a bed attendant when she went.

In addition, all the concubines who were flopped died that night,

so,

Flop = His Majesty is in a bad mood,

Your Majesty is in a bad mood = wants to kill someone,

Murder = Concubine Gu is sent to die.

Along the way, Fusheng felt like a prisoner who was about to be sent to the execution ground, and he received countless eyes.

Even passing by Yu Qimeng's palace, she ran out, looked at her with teary eyes, and watched her go.

Fu Sheng became more and more nervous.

"Eunuch, is Your Majesty really in a good mood today?"

Fu Sheng couldn't help but asked again.

The father-in-law in charge smiled and nodded tactfully.

"Don't worry, empress, as long as you don't talk nonsense, His Majesty will not make things difficult for you."

Fu Sheng: "..."

Of course it's not difficult,

Anyone who made him angry was killed.

...

...

soon,

The emperor's chamber has arrived.

Fu Sheng stood outside the hall, waiting for the manager, Eunuch Chen, to go in and deliver the speech.

She breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and looked at the palace.

It's getting dark,

Everywhere in the palace was brightly lit.

However, the palace in front of him seemed to be in hell, dark and cold.

The guarding soldiers remained motionless, as quiet as sculptures, dead silent.

The eunuchs serving outside the door would knelt down respectfully at this time, knocking their heads on the ground, not daring to move.

Even if the back is completely soaked, no one dares to change a piece of clothing.

Fu Sheng stood behind them, looking a bit abrupt.

She thought for a while, moved silently, and walked to the side pillar.

Um,

This is not obtrusive.

...

Eunuch Li came out soon.

His steps were shaky, his brow was covered with cold sweat,

The fly whisk on the crook of his arm trembled slightly, as if he had walked from the Temple of Yama.

"Mother... Your Majesty, Your Majesty asked you... to stand."

"……ah?"

Fu Sheng was stunned.

Eunuch Li shook his hands and slowly wiped away his sweat.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty's meaning should be to let you stand all the time."

Fusheng: "...???"

Pupils punished to stand?

Is this a new form of torture?

"Then, how long will His Majesty let me stand?"

"This... the old slave didn't dare to ask."

Eunuch Li showed embarrassment,

Every night, His Majesty will be extremely irritable,

The desire to kill has also reached its peak.

So, if it's not particularly important,

Even after beating him to death, he didn't dare to speak much.

"..." Fu Sheng supported his forehead,

"Okay, thank you, father-in-law."

Just stand, it's better than kneeling.

Fu Sheng looked around, silently found a place to be lazy, and stood there.

After standing for a while, I was tired and could lean on the pillar.

...

The night was getting deeper and deeper.

A round of bright moon hangs high above the dark blue dome,

The cool evening breeze blows gently, taking away the last trace of heat left over from the day.

The silent hall was pitch black and dead silent.

Fu Sheng didn't wear much, and soon felt the coolness.

She breathed out unconsciously, rubbed her arms,

The eunuchs kneeling at the gate of the palace have maintained the same posture for several hours.

But they lowered their heads, even though their bodies were already stiff and numb, they didn't dare to move a little bit.

Fu Sheng blinked, looked at them, and could probably guess in her heart how cruel her big baby was.