C9 Consulting on Sending a Beauty to the Court

"Look what you've done! Now the entire court knows that you are disrespectful to the Emperor and that you are lecherous and useless!"

When Yang Rong was at the entrance of the hall, a purple figure dashed in and immediately grabbed the pastries on the sandalwood table and threw them over. It was obvious that she was very angry.

Even the palace maids in the palace did not retreat before they got angry on the spot. They did not care about their usual amiable image in the eyes of the crowd.

"Mother. . . Mother. . . "

They originally thought that Gong Waiyu would be able to dodge agilely. Unexpectedly, Yang Rong's pastries went over and directly smashed into his dark circles eyes. In an instant, the pain caused him to grimace and stagger a few steps back.

Yang Rong's temple was throbbing. In the end, her anger won over her reason. In the end, she was unable to pull down her face to check on her son's condition. She could only restrain some of her anger and lightly asked:

"What's wrong?"

Gong Waiyu. He was covering his eyes and screaming in pain when he heard Yang Rong's question. He slowly walked closer with his fat body and even lowered his voice a little.

"Mother, that slut did not know what was good for her. She actually. . . "

Hearing the killing intent in his tone, Yang Rong's face immediately turned cold and she stood up.

"Shut up, from today onwards you will shut yourself in the Palace and reflect on your actions. Without my orders, you are not allowed to go out!"

Although Lyi Ziqing looked harmless and was a monster, Yang Rong had long seen through his ruthlessness. But it was precisely because of this that she wanted to pull him over to her side.

Because what she lacked the most was this kind of scheming snake and scorpion beauty.

"Mother. . . What I said is not. . . "Gong Waiyu was shocked by the roar, but when he reacted, he wanted to say something again, but in the end, he was successfully interrupted by the other party's cold voice.

"From now on, you are not allowed to touch General Lyi!"

As she spoke, Yang Rong gave a look to the few eunuchs at the door, signalling them to keep an eye on General Lyi. She wanted to wave her sleeves and leave, but after a few steps, she came back to say something.

"Stop your hobby of raising male pets. Otherwise, even if I support you to take the position, you will still be pulled down by others with this weakness one day!"

The powerful words were like ice and snow, carrying with them a sense of intimidation that sent chills down one's spine.

Gong Waiyu was stunned for about half a cup of tea's time. After the other party left, he suddenly started to curse violently.

"Damn it! Gong Lingchen actually plotted against me! What do you mean by discussing politics and giving a beauty to him? What nonsense! Son of a b * tch! You're worse than a beast!"

It seemed like he was still not satisfied. After he finished scolding, he even pushed down the table and chair, kicking and hitting randomly.

But it was normal. Gong Waiyu had always been the center of attention. In addition, before the late emperor passed away, he was extremely doting on him, so others should follow his heart.

What made him most aggrieved was that the dark circles on his face were not caused by General Lyi. . .

He had not successfully teased her back then. He was captivated by the beauty and said a lot of nonsense. However, before the beauty could react, she was seen by Prince Ann, who was passing by. He did not even say a few words before he started to flirt with her.

Logically speaking, the two of them were equally matched in martial arts, so he would not have returned in such a crushing defeat. The sad thing was that after the other party finished fighting, he immediately ran away after picking up the beauty. There was no time for him to react at all. . .

Now that he was under house arrest, there was no way for him to take revenge, and he was also ordered not to touch the male pet. . .

"Damn it, it's best that the two of them don't let me see them in the future, or else I'll make them lose their children and grandchildren. " Gong Waiyu fiercely flicked his sleeve. His fat face was full of ferociousness.

However, at this moment, a young eunuch at the door came up with a brush, ink, and paper in a very observant manner and said respectfully,

"Prince Yu, the empress dowager ordered this servant to bring it over. She said that she wanted you to learn it first. Fortunately, at the birthday banquet three days later, she will paint it in front of all the courtiers. . . And. . . "

"And what's more? In just three days, do you think this king is a god?"

Gong Lingchen's temper rose and he immediately retorted. He even reached out his hand to flip the brushes, ink, and paper in front of him, but the moment he raised his hand, he suddenly thought of something and asked:

"Will Gong Lingchen also attend mother's birthday banquet?"