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Chapter 7

He couldn't help teasing her: "Hey, Huairou, your mission is to give birth to a fat boy for me as soon as possible."

With a swish, Qin Huairou's face turned red and she said sheepishly: "This... this is my duty as a concubine. Can that be considered a task? Your Majesty, please don't interrupt me!"

Zhou Jian's hands slowly climbed up to her waist and winked: "Will Huairou give birth to me?"

Qin Huairou was so shy that she lowered her head and looked at her toes, but said with great determination: "Sheng..."

"Hahaha!"

"Let's go!" Zhou Jian picked her up.

Qin Huairou exclaimed and her face turned pale: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

"What else can you do? Exercise your husband's power!" Zhou Jian strode into the palace, spoke straightforwardly, and kicked open the door.

"Your Majesty, it's daytime." Qin Huairou was shy and nervous. She wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground, but she couldn't refuse.

Zhou Jian laughed slyly, closed the vermilion door with his foot, and the palace maid quickly evacuated.

"Huairou, you two are not happy in the daytime. I didn't have time to take a good look at your beautiful face last night."

Qin Huairou's neck was red, and the bride's features were extremely attractive. She was about to welcome him but she said shyly: "Your Majesty, you should be more restrained..."

"No!" Zhou Jian glared: "Our ancestors said that food, sex, and sex are the same. Men are not good at women, so can they still be called men?"

Qin Huairou couldn't laugh or cry, and was thrown on the soft couch. Although she was shy, she took the initiative to untie the pink mandarin duck belt.

"Don't move, I'll do it myself!" Zhou Jian's voice was fiery.

"This... Your Majesty, please don't make things too complicated. Let me do it as my concubine."

Immediately afterwards, the delicate clothes slipped off, slowly and charmingly.

And at this moment, the palace undergoes drastic changes!

Qin Zhen was ordered to use thunderous means to mobilize 30,000 Yulin Guards to guard the palace, arrest all spies and spies from the outside world, and forcefully expel the Jinwu Guards and other garrison troops on the grounds of rebellion.

All important positions were taken over by Qin Zhen, which means Zhou Jian took control!

Anyone who refuses to obey will be killed!

A total of 1,200 people were arrested and imprisoned in the palace. More than 500 people disobeyed orders and were executed on the spot, including Xia Zhen, the deputy commander of the Jinwu Guard.

Behind this Jinwu guard, going up one level at a time, is actually King Xiaoqing.

For a time, rivers of blood flowed, the wind roared, and countless important ministers, generals, eunuchs and maids were horrified!

The neutral ones and the wavering ones are trembling all over. Is Your Majesty about to break up with King Xiaoqing?

The sky in the capital city was once again cast with a strange shadow!

About an hour later, Millennium Palace.

Coming to this parallel world, Zhou Jian found a feeling of home from Qin Huairou. He was an orphan in his previous life, but he had nothing to worry about when he crossed over.

This Zhou Dynasty was weird. It was very similar to the history of the Han people, but completely different. Zhou Jian had never heard of this dynasty, so he had no way of knowing the direction of history. He had to do everything by himself.

"By the way Huairou, do you know what happened last time when I was assassinated in Dongting Lake?" He frowned and suddenly turned his head and asked.

Qin Huairou was lying on her side, her fox face was very charming, and the lingering lingering charm lingered. When she heard this, a sharp cold light flashed through her beautiful eyes, and then she sighed and shook her head: "I was imprisoned in the cold palace at that time and didn't know anything."

"If I had been here, Your Majesty wouldn't have been hit by that cold arrow."

As she spoke, she looked distressed and touched Zhou Jian's chest scar with her slender fingers.

Zhou Jian raised his eyebrows. In his memory, he was shot by an arrow that day very strangely. There were no guards around him when the incident occurred, only a palace maid.

"Do I have a personal maid by my side?"

Qin Huairou fell into reminiscing, and then her beautiful eyes widened: "Your Majesty is talking about Green Calyx, right?"

"Yes, that's her!" Zhou Jian looked sharply, suspecting that there was something wrong with this personal palace maid.

Qin Huairou said: "I have seen that girl Lu'e before. She is a pretty good palace maid. She takes care of every detail and protects the lord attentively. She doesn't have any bad intentions."

"After His Majesty was hit by an arrow, it seems that she reported the letter. Without her, His Majesty might have..."

Zhou Jian frowned, could it be that he was overthinking it?

But only he knew that this body had died once, and he was just reviving it.

"That's all, I still have to go out." Zhou Jian suddenly stood up.

"I'll send you off." Qin Huairou also wanted to get up.

But he held him down and said gently: "You should rest more, I will come back at night."

"Ah, come again..." Qin Huairou's beautiful eyes flashed with a trace of panic. She felt slightly uncomfortable so frequently...

But thinking of His Majesty rarely pampering her, she didn't want to lose this beauty, so she nodded fiercely.

After a while.

Zhou Jian packed up, left the Millennium Palace, and came to the Zijin Palace. This is where he usually works. It is a place of official business similar to the Imperial Study Room. The Hall of Supreme Harmony is where he goes to court.

The brazier is warm and the incense burner overflows, dispelling the coldness of winter.

He immediately called Captain Fang Jie of the Forbidden Army. The Forbidden Army always followed the emperor, while the Yulin Guard and the Jinwu Guard were the garrison of the imperial palace. There were some differences.

"I am humbled to pay homage to Your Majesty!" Fang Jie knelt down and bowed, his tall and straight body looking powerful.

Zhou Jian nodded: "Very good, I like your energy. Where are you from? Do you have any relatives at home?"

Fang Jie said loudly: "Your Majesty, I am from the capital city. I was an orphan since I was a child. I have no father or mother. I entered the palace at the age of eighteen."

Hearing this, Zhou Jian's eyes suddenly lit up!

Orphan? A perfect match. The Forbidden Army has a special status, and its leader must be loyal. Without relatives, he is destined to be invulnerable.

"Are you interested in being loyal to me?"

Fang Jie's eyes flickered and his whole body tensed up: "I don't understand what Your Majesty means..."

Zhou Jian got straight to the point with a smile: "Don't be nervous, King Xiao Qing's ambition is obvious, and most of the imperial court is his, so I naturally want to ask more questions."

"Just answer it directly."

Fang Jie's resolute face was full of righteousness. He was not happy with those rebellious officials and traitors, so he directly clasped his fists and shouted: "I'm humble, I will follow you to death!"

Zhou Jian nodded, rest assured that Fang Jie could do it at a glance. If he had surrendered to King Xiao Qing, he would have been promoted long ago, and he would not still be a school captain at the age of twenty-seven or eight.

"In a quarter of an hour, the commander-in-chief of the Forbidden Army, Yang Mu, will die. You can go directly to take over. From now on, the Forbidden Army will be handed over to you."

Hearing this, Fang Jie was shocked. Happiness came too suddenly: "Huh?"

"Your Majesty, where do we start talking about this? Why did Commander Yang die?"

Zhou Jian sneered: "As a member of the Imperial Guard, I dared to let the rebels break into the Zijin Palace yesterday. Isn't this a capital crime?"

Fang Jie was stunned and asked: "Your Majesty, have Commander Yang and General Qin been executed?"

The corners of Zhou Jian's mouth raised. Yang Mu was also a disciple of Xia Yan, the Minister of War. He belonged to King Xiao Qing and must be eradicated. The Forbidden Army must be in his own hands.

"Didn't I say that? He will die in a quarter of an hour, and he will be waiting for you."
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