The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

Chapter 147

The teenager believed it.

Wrapping her arms around his waist, her soft face pressed against his somewhat cold neck, warming him.

The little milk dragon in his arms is like a hot baking oven.

Through the clothes, convey heat to him.

The two snuggled together.

After playing crazy for a few days, Mo had to return to the palace when he returned.

If he didn't return to the palace, Zhang Xuanji would be busy and crazy.

Mountains of folds, those ministers can talk more than those ladies in the vegetable market, he is not His Majesty, those ministers do not have the slightest fear of him, and they have to play everything big.

Zhang Xuanji squeezed out time to propose some revisions on the folding to reduce some workload.

Mo didn't look at it when he returned, and he was directly accurate.

Zhang Xuanji burst into tears, His Majesty's trust in him was unprecedented.

Successive emperors had never had such trust in their courtiers.

Even the old ministers who have the merit of the dragon will be feared by the emperor.

For fear that the courtier's merit will shake the lord.

His Majesty, however, did not care at all, and gave him full power, without asking much question.

Doubtful people do not need to be used, use people do not doubt.

Even if he dies, he will also protect His Majesty.

Whoever scolds His Majesty again is a demon, he desperately wants to tear that man's mouth apart.

Mo returned to the dynasty with the little one.

A group of ministers knelt down and shouted that the harem was not allowed to participate in politics.

Even bump pillars to show loyalty.

When the black armored army really set up their pillars, those ministers instantly panicked, wanting to break free, how could Wen Chen compare with the black armored army who fought in blood for many years.

"Since Zhong Aiqing is so loyal, it is not good to be perfect."

"Xu will treat Aiqing's clan kindly."

Mo Guishi carelessly played with the little guy's fingers, and in front of all the ministers, it was not convenient for him to knead the little guy's tail, and he could only restrain his thoughts.

"Minister... The minister was just fainted for a while, the queen concubine is the reincarnation of the divine dragon, helping His Majesty to create a peaceful and prosperous world, not to be considered a political intervention..."

"The minister also thinks the same as the first two..." The

tyrant is still the same tyrant, but after a few days of mildness, they almost forget the frightened trepidation when they first came to the dynasty, and they worry about the loss of their heads every day.

Man should be content.

The young man was not half interested in this boring court, drowsy, and by the time he reached the next dynasty, the person in his arms had already slept.

Winter is getting closer.

The exhaled heat turned into a white mist.

The concubines of the harem were so busy that they didn't even have time for Ye Zipai.

His Majesty allows them to leave the palace, and they can even have their own workshop shop, those who want to leave can go back, those who do not want to leave can continue to stay in the palace, there is a palace to raise, there is no need to worry about the second half of their lives.

The palace concubine who can live to the end is always a little clever.

Some concubines with rich families do not care, those talents with low positions at the bottom, the beauty has a mind, open a shop outside the palace, one can have some income, and can supplement the family.

Saving some money and waiting for the day when you are tired of life in the palace and going sightseeing is also a happy thing.

The harem and the former dynasty do not affect each other.

The concubines in the harem are like invisible people, for fear of being noticed by His Majesty today, and the good days will be gone.

Everyone knew that the queen's favor was endless, and His Majesty had never visited other palace concubines, and even if those ministers were dissatisfied with their daughters' lack of favor, they did not dare to say more.

Tyrants don't talk about reason, but evidence.

It is said that the house is raided directly.

After working hard for most of your life, because of a word, ending up in exile for thousands of miles is not worth it.

One by one, they all shut their mouths.

Zhao Zhong's identity has risen, and even the old ministers of the previous dynasty have to respectfully call him Duke Zhao.

Although this person is extremely ambitious, he is very sincere, thoughtful in everything, and good at figuring out the thoughts of those in power.

It is not suitable to be placed by his side, but it is just enough to protect the teenager.