Quick Transmigration Live Broadcast: The Villain Boss is the Female Emperor!

#The emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, the green hat understands#

A cowardly and useless emperor with kidney deficiency.

This palace is not referring to this concubine giving you a cuckold.

This palace is saying →_→Everyone here gave you a green hat.

Moreover, many of the guards who steal Huan are the same guard.

——Chong Ai

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Summer is hot.

Chong Ai was lying on the soft slump in the palace, one of the palace servants fanned her again, and the other was beating her legs.

A palace maid came in from outside with a snack box.

"Niangniang, the servant brought some cakes, I don't know if you like it or not."

The weather has been hot recently, and people's appetite is not good. Chong Ai hardly eats much, so Mulian went to the kitchen to find the royal chef to make some delicious cakes.

Chong Ai raised her eyelids lazily and said, "Show me this palace."

I really enjoyed being an imperial concubine, and there were a lot of palace maids waiting on me, and I could eat different delicacies every day.

Mulian opened the food box, brought out a few trays of cakes, and carefully placed them on the small table next to Chong Ai.

Beautiful-looking pastries are placed in the delicate glazed printing plate, such as crystal sweet-scented osmanthus cake, tuckahoe cake, fragrant sesame cake, jujube mud cake... and so on.

Looking at these cakes, Chong Ai suddenly had a little appetite and said, "Not bad."

Mulian breathed a sigh of relief, and showed a smile. While packing the food box, she said, "Niangniang, this servant just heard some news in the imperial kitchen, would you like to hear it?"

The ears of the maids who were doing the work moved slightly, and they all glanced at Mulian.

Chong Ai picked up a piece of cake and said, "Tell me."

"My servant heard from the cook in the imperial kitchen that a painter has recently come to the capital. He looks like an immortal, and he has fascinated many young ladies from aristocratic families..."

With that said, Mulian didn't know why the inside of the hall became a lot colder.

Although it is summer, it feels like being in the cold winter.

Chong Ai took a bite of the pastry, narrowed her eyes slightly, and smiled kindly: "Go on."

Mulian swallowed her saliva and said in a lower voice, "It is said that his painting skills are like gods, and nobles of noble families want to ask him for a painting, but the painter is very arrogant. painting……"

The palace maids are basically little girls. After listening to this, their eyes are bright and full of curiosity.

Mulian continued, "My servant also heard that the emperor has issued an imperial decree that this painter should enter the court as an official, and he will return to set up a banquet in two days, and ask the painter to draw a picture of the mountains and rivers for him."

"Can we peek at which painter at the banquet?" a palace maid asked.

Mulian looked at Chong Ai, as long as the concubine brought the servants to the banquet, they could see the faces of the nobles and officials.

After Chong Ai finished eating a piece of cake, she picked up the silk handkerchief and wiped her hands, saying, "These are your rewards."

After she finished speaking, she got down and walked towards the inner hall.

"Fen Jiujiu, why didn't you tell me when Yan Qi came back?" Chong Ai said indifferently, "Do you want to die?"

[Host, people really don't know~ 嘤嘤嘤. 】Fen Jiujiu looked aggrieved, and for some reason, someone's soul source in this plane was particularly unstable.

Chong Ai snorted coldly, sat in front of the dressing mirror, and took out a concentric pendant from the small box.

He didn't tell her when he came to the capital, because she became the imperial concubine, so he gave up on her?

In two days, there will be a banquet in the palace, when the two will meet, she is looking forward to his reaction.

The night is getting darker.

Chong Ai was lying on the bed reading the book, the candles in the hall flickered slightly, and a person suddenly appeared in the hall.