Chapter 208

In the past six months or so, the power of the capital has undergone a major reshuffle, and many families with glorious lintels in the past have been destroyed or demoted, and people are in panic.

And the power of the power in the hands of the families being dealt with, basically fell into the hands of one person, that is, the emperor.

Using the assassination incident eight months ago as the fuse, Ximen Sheng used the excuse of thoroughly investigating the rebels and the party and used thunder methods to get what he wanted.

Even the tiger charms in Lord Hou's hands were taken back by Ximen Sheng because of the limited energy of Lord Hou's elderly.

Ximensheng today is no longer the new emperor who was restrained by various forces.

He has power and confidence. He is no longer cautious, and he is not afraid of bad reviews from the people. He has no scruples in doing things. He not only increases taxes to enrich the national treasury, but has recently begun to build Wangxiantai on the ancient books, which has made the sky angry and complained.

Not two days after Mu Wushuang left the customs, Ximen Sheng learned the news of her leaving the customs and asked her to enter the palace.

Last time from the emperor's uncle, Mu Wushuang learned that Ximen Sheng's purpose of approaching her was because of her natural Fengge, and wanted to marry her as a queen so that he could sit on the dragon position.

Ximen Sheng was scrupulous about the emperor's uncle, and never told her clearly, this time he is probably going to mention this matter.

It's not that he doesn't care about the emperor, but he deliberately sent the emperor to the frontier in the morning to calm the chaos, so he asked her to come.

The corners of Mu Wushuang's lips curled up, sneering with the **** into the palace.

The road after entering the palace requires walking. Mu Wushuang walked slowly, but the eunuchs behind him respectfully followed, without rushing or rushing.

"I have seen the Eighth Prince."

The voice of the court lady **** came in front.

At the corner came a handsome boy, but the boy was too thin and looked bullied.

The eighth prince was born of a court lady and the first emperor, and his mother was not of a high birth. It was destined that the prince would not have much talent.

No court lady **** treats him as the same thing. Even though he is now a prince, he has no real power. He only receives a small salary every month. Even the monthly silver of the servants in the palace cannot be paid. Less.

Mu Wushuang remembered him, the eighth prince Ximen Ting, who had been to the Sunset Mountains with her and other people all the way, Ximen Ting was mediocre and reluctant to talk about all the way, and those family members lower than him did not like to pay attention to him. There has been no sense of existence.

However, she felt that this young man was quite clumsy. After all, it was a great thing to let people simply ignore him.

There was no sense of reverence in the voice of the eunuchs and court ladies. It sounded very perfunctory. The eighth prince Ximen Ting seemed to be used to it. He didn't say anything, and hurried forward.

When he passed by Mu Wushuang, he looked up at her, then quickly lowered his head.

"Eight Lords."

Mu Wushuang suddenly stopped the young man who was constantly lowering his sense of existence.

The young man paused and turned his head to look at her with a look of confusion.

Mu Wushuang looked at the **** behind him: "Don't you, I have something to say to the Eighth Prince."

Several eunuchs looked at each other and nodded to avoid.

Because there is a person next to the eunuch's emperor, knowing that the emperor intends to make Mu Wushuang the queen, if she becomes the queen, she is the lord of the harem.

The lord of the harem is in charge of all the **** ladies, and they dare not offend the future queen in advance.

"I wonder if Miss Mu called me something?"

Ximen Ting looked rather nervous and asked.

"I won't eat you again. What are you doing so nervously?" She smiled and looked at his dark eyes and whispered: "Is the prince enough, do you want to change to the emperor?"

Ximen Ting's pupils dilated instantly, looking at her in shock and shock, and whispered in a low voice, "You...don't say such kind of rebellious things, you will be beheaded!"

She pursed her lips and raised her eyes slightly: "You haven't answered me yet, do you want it or do you want it?"

Simon Ting's eyes widened. Is there a difference between "Yes" and "Yes"? How can you ask people questions like this!

"me……"

"Don't rush to answer, Eighth Prince, if you think about it, come to me again."

After speaking, Mu Wushuang curled his lips and smiled, and walked away unrestrainedly, leaving Xi Men Ting with a tremor and fright.

"It's the Royal Garden again, why doesn't the emperor have any new ideas?"

The **** led Mu Wushuang to the ground, and Mu Wushuang vomited speechlessly.

The **** dared not answer this, and ordered the maid to serve tea and snacks, then stepped aside.

Before long, the Emperor Ximensheng, who was wearing a dragon robe and more aggressive than ever, appeared.

He looks high-spirited, too. Now he finally holds most of the power in his hands. He doesn't have to look at the faces of his subjects all day, and he doesn't have to worry about someone seeking power. He is naturally in a good mood.

"emperor."

Mu Wushuang yelled in response.

Ximen Sheng didn't care. There was an amazing light flashing in his eyes. He didn't expect to see him for half a year. Mu Wushuang seemed to be more beautiful again. Just standing here, he compared the flowers in the imperial garden. Going down, everything has become her foil, a well-deserved look of closed moon and shame.

He looked at Mu Wushuang unabashedly for a long time, and the more he looked at him, the more satisfied he became, and then he smiled and said:

"Wushuang, do you know why I asked you to come here?"

He pointed to the small wood outside the pavilion.

"This is the place where I met you for the first time. I recognized you as a little palace lady. At that time, I thought this little palace lady had such a temper. I didn't expect that you were not a little palace lady, but the granddaughter of the old man."

Only then did Mu Wushuang notice that the small forest in front was a grove of plum trees. It was neither cold winter nor early spring. The plum blossoms had long since fallen into the mud and were invisible.

At the beginning, Simon Sheng stayed on the tree deliberately, used her poor acting skills to recognize her as a court lady, and asked her to pick up the jade pendant on the ground for him. She couldn't bear to look directly at him for his embarrassing acting skills. .

He probably wanted her to recall the "good memory", but he didn't know that Mu Wushuang disliked his acting skills.

Knowing that Ximen Sheng was about to go straight to the subject, Mu Wushuang simply did not speak, and let him finish the trick by himself, oh no, he was finished.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Simon Sheng thought she was also in a memory.

He continued:

"In fact, from that moment on, there was a person in my heart. This person often enters my dreams, making me toss and turn, and it is difficult to sleep again."

Can be pulled down! Mu Wushuang thought, who wants to enter your dreams! **** off!

"Wushuang, do you know that this person is you."

Ximen Sheng looked at her affectionately and said.

Mu Wushuang resisted the urge to punch his eye with a fist and said:

"Why does the emperor say such things? I already have a fiancé."