I Am This Type of Woman

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"Father, what time is this, and you are still playing prestige to the two eunuchs?" Jiang Luo stuffed the imperial pen into Emperor Yunqing's hand, "Hurry up and write, if you don't write after a stick of incense, I will let you write." Someone chopped off a finger of the prince."

"Jiang Luo, I don't have to write the edict of the Zen position, but I have to publish it at the same time, and the six ministers will be present at the same time, and finally it will be announced to the world." Emperor Yunqing looked at Jiang Luo, "What do you want me to write now? use?"

"Whether it's useful or not is up to me, not you," Jiang Luo couldn't help laughing mockingly when he saw Emperor Yunqing's reluctance to write, "It seems that the crown prince has no place in your heart. What you love most is not the prince, but your throne."

Emperor Yunqing glared at Jiang Luo: "Shut up for me."

"Now I'm the knife and you are the fish. Father, you'd better be gentle with your subjects." Jiang Luo walked to the side of the dragon bed and took out a sachet from under the pillow. Father, are you hiding it like a treasure? Fortunately, Banhua is your niece, otherwise, I will suspect that you have ulterior motives."

"You bastard, how can you say anything?" Emperor Yun Qing stared at the sachet in Jiang Luo's hand, his face flushed with anger. But he didn't dare to get up, because two soldiers with knives stopped him.

He knew in his heart that Jiang Luo's ability to be so arrogant in the palace at the moment meant that the entire harem had been controlled by him.

"Where did Commander Yang and Shi Jin go?" Emperor Yun Qing couldn't believe that with these two people around, Jiang Luo could still control the entire harem silently.

"Commander Yang?" Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his face became weird, "You are talking about your running dog, he is probably already waiting for you on Huangquan Road."

"As for Shi Jin..." Jiang Luo snorted, "He's not on duty tonight, you don't know?"

Emperor Yun Qing really didn't know, he looked at Jiang Luo as if he was looking at the biggest mistake in his life.

Jiang Luo didn't care about his eyes at all. Seeing that Emperor Yunqing didn't write, he turned around and said, "Come here, bring the things up."

A guard in iron armor brought up a tray covered with a black brocade. I don't know what was inside. Jiang Luo lifted the veil in front of Emperor Yunqing, and there were three bloody fingers lying inside.

Emperor Yun Qing almost vomited from nausea, he turned his head away, but Jiang Luo didn't want to let him go, "This is the finger of the chief eunuch next to you, and it will not be the eunuch's finger when someone brings it later."

"Jiang Luo, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Didn't my son tell you that I want you to write the imperial edict for the Zen position?" Jiang Luo sneered, "Why do you need to ask the emperor again?"

Emperor Yunqing's hand holding the pen kept shaking, and soon the blank imperial decree was stained with ink.

"Father, don't shake your hands." Jiang Luo took away the blank edict and put another copy in front of him. what happen."

Emperor Yunqing looked up at the palace gate, it was pitch black outside, as quiet as a tomb.

He wrote word by word, and when he reached the third word "Biography", his movements suddenly stopped.

"Second, what is this world in your heart?"

"Of course it is a supreme right." Jiang Luo asked back, "Otherwise what do you think it is?"