The empire is different from other forces, and is dominated by the people and the people. If it arouses public anger, it will surely capsize.

In the Golden Palace, the officials were frightened and all the officials were frightened. They bowed and retreated, thinking of ways to relieve the disaster.

"Follow me to the imperial study room."

Qingge walked down from the dragon and phoenix chair, glanced at Beihuang with haggard expression, passed by and left the Golden Palace.

Beihuang lowered her head and paused for a long time before walking out to the imperial study room.

In the imperial study, tea smoke curled up, snow-white smoke rose, lingering in front of Qingge's face, blurring his delicate and beautiful facial features.

Qingge sat at the table and looked through a few notes; then Beihuang walked in and stood aside, "The King."

"If you don't want to be the Northern Yue Emperor, you can leave. Since you are sitting on the throne, the affairs of the country and the country will be on your shoulders." Qingge took a sip of tea and said, "If there is anything, tell me, I will help you. The people are the foundation of the country. Recently, there have been so many things happening in the imperial capital, but you turn a blind eye to it. Even if you say it is a fool, it is not an exaggeration."

Qingge never cared about the people, and whoever died or whoever laughed, she didn't care.

But since she bears this responsibility, she must be worthy of her.

Beihuang is the emperor of the Beiyue Kingdom, and behind him are countless people of this empire.

Beihuang looked at Qingge, but wanted to speak, but stopped. He was a carefree and unruly person, and he never slacked off in dealing with the country, but...

"Sit down." Qingge sighed.

She thought Beihuang's obsession was to be beautiful in the night, but after entering the palace, she realized that Beihuang had a private visit and brought back a beautiful woman, which was a disaster for beauty. From then on, the king would not go to court early every day.

Before coming to Beiyue Palace, Ye Wuhen hesitated for a long time, and finally told her about this matter implicitly.

The people of the imperial capital all said in private that this woman was a fairy and was here to harm Beihuang and Beiyue Kingdom.

Thinking that Beihuang was no longer obsessed with Ye Qingcheng, Qingge thought to himself that this is a good thing.

But Beihuang should not let go of the country and many people who need him for a woman.

Qingge looked at the listless Beihuang and opened his mouth, but didn't know where to speak. He could only pick up the teacup and take a sip.

Outside, there were mixed footsteps, and then the maids walked in with a purple-clad woman. The woman's eyebrows were indifferent and her eyebrows were slightly frowned. She felt a lot of charm until she saw Beihuang, smiled, twisted her waist and walked towards Beihuang, and sat naturally on Beihuang's legs, with two pieces of lotus roots and jade arms, wrapped around Beihuang's neck intimately and ambiguously, and leaned on Beihuang's shoulders.

"Your Majesty, I miss you." The woman's eyes were like autumn waves, her eyes shining brightly, and her voice was soft and could drip out of water.

From the woman's words, Qingge could hear that the woman had a high status in Beihuang's heart.

Beihuang smiled.

The woman turned her head and seemed to have seen Qingge inadvertently. She did not get up, but nodded, which was considered a salute, "Four Kings."

Qingge narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman carefully.

I think this woman is a disaster in the mouths of many ministers.

Suddenly, Qingge's eyes widened slightly.

The woman's eyebrows and eyes were seventy-sixth-score to Ye Qingcheng, but she seemed to be different from her spirit, and she didn't even have half of Ye Qingcheng's character.

Seeing the woman's moment, Qingge understood.

Ye Qingcheng is not someone that Bei Huang can control. If you can’t love, it’s better to stop suffering. Bei Huang pours all his love into this woman.

She is a substitute for Ye Qingcheng.

"Be good, go back, I have something important to discuss with the king." Beihuang tried to appease the woman.

The woman curled her lips, lowered her head, and wanted to cry, "It's so late, will the emperor go to rest? Four kings, what important things are there? When can't we discuss, and we insist on today?"

The woman turned her head and looked at Qingge, very dissatisfied.

Qingge did not speak, but looked at Beihuang indifferently.

Beihuang looked at him for a moment and said, "Go out."

"No." The woman hugged Beihuang's neck tightly.

Qingge's lips curled up and pulled out a sarcastic curve.

The woman looked at Qingge and smiled harmlessly.

It seems that Qingge and the lonely man and widow in Beihuang are alone in the same room, dry fire and fire, and they are out of control.

"Brother Bei is in his arms, so I won't disturb you anymore. I just thought about what I said just now. If you don't want to be this emperor, then tell me." Qingge said that, got up and walked out.

The woman in Beihuang's arms blinked. After Qingge left, she looked up at Beihuang and asked, "Emperor, don't you want to be the emperor anymore?"

A meaningful sentence.

Beihuang looked at her coldly, and the chill in her eyes stinged the woman's eyes.

"Go back." Beihuang walked out, and the woman followed closely behind, stumbled.

Qingge left the imperial study room, walked around the Beiyue Palace, and went to the Baisheyuan and the Huayue Palace...

Beihuang and the woman walked out of the imperial study. Beihuang accelerated and frowned. He held his hands hard, his nails fell deeply into his palms, allowing blood to flow out.

The woman saw the blood dropping on the ground and was worried. She tore off a long piece of cloth on her body, spread out Beihuang's clenched fists and bandaged him.

"Emperor..." The woman raised her head, her eyes full of distress.

Beihuang looked at him, and the face of the woman in front of him overlapped with Ye Qingcheng.

Perhaps, the former Beihuang only remembered Ye Qingcheng, and at most she missed her love to the core.

But after that night, after having fun, Beihuang was filled with Ye Qingcheng. He wanted more and wanted to hug her in his arms.

However, it's just thinking about it.

Beihuang's heart trembled suddenly. He stretched out his hand and put his long arms around the woman's waist. The two of them were close to each other. Beihuang lowered her head and looked at the water, wanting to have a kiss.

Suddenly, Beihuang subconsciously noticed something. He suddenly turned his head and saw the girl who had missed her for a long time, wearing white clothes and black hair scattered. He stood deep in the night at the end of the courtyard, looking at him and the woman.

"Celebrate...City..." Beihuang was as stupid as a wooden chicken.

The woman in purple was stunned when she saw Ye Qingcheng. She always knew that Beihuang had a girl in her heart, and she thought she was the Four Kings.

When she saw Ye Qingcheng, she knew everything in her heart.

The person Beihuang loved deeply was Ye Qingcheng.

She is a replica and a substitute of Ye Qingcheng.

I see.

Bei Huang always looked at her, as if through her, looking at another person.

That look made her extremely frightened.

At this moment, her limbs were cold, her spine was cold, and her heart was filled with chills.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing." Ye Qingcheng said and left without hesitation.

Beihuang pushed the woman in her arms away, chased after her, grabbed Ye Qingcheng's wrist, and hurriedly shouted: "Qingcheng, don't leave."

"Your Majesty, respect yourself." Ye Qingcheng said.

She learned about Ye Yu's death and rushed over night. Ye Wuhen said that Qingge had entered the palace, and she came without stopping.

"Just... no... I..." Bei Huang said incoherently, and wanted to explain, but the more he concealed it, the more he was getting more and more messy.

Looking at Ye Qingcheng's indifferent look, Beihuang's heart suddenly became an unknown fire.

Can't she care about him a little?

Seeing him intimate contact with other girls, she couldn't have a look?
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