Heavens Suppressing System: I’m the Great Sovereign

Younger Qiao walked forward unwillingly to Shen Muqing. Elder Qiao, who was at the side, looked down and saw a jade pendant hanging around Shen Muqing's waist. The jade pendant was imprinted with a dragon tattoo.    

    

He said nervously, "Sister, hmm, did he call himself this king before?"    

    

Younger Qiao suddenly reacted, "Ah, I think so. Could it be that he is?"    

    

Elder Qiao nodded and looked at Shen Muqing with a complicated expression, "So this is the famous Prince of Yan, worthy of the admiration of all the women in the world." It was just that these words were said very softly, perhaps even she could not hear them clearly.    

    

The empress's palace was a forbidden area within the imperial palace. No one was allowed to come here easily, but the palace was as silent as water. The palace maids were too scared to speak, so they lowered their heads to pretend they were busy.    

    

After a while, he quickly scanned the brightly lit area, and a cold voice sounded in the hall: "What a good Prince of Yan, you dare to bully my head! Others want you to be presumptuous, but I will not! "    

    

Suddenly, a stubborn aura burst forth from her body, pressing down on the entire harem, causing them to prostrate on the ground and tremble. Amongst these harem girls, the empress had never been so furious before.    

    

The next day, the sun shined brightly and a ray of light fell into Shen Muqing's eyes, causing him to wake up slowly. Shen Muqing shook his head, he did not expect that he would fall asleep under the tree.    

    

Shen Muqing suddenly realized that his body was a bit heavy. Lowering his head, the two beauties pressed down on him and used his body as a pillow. Shen Muqing smacked them on the face and said, "You're already late, are you still not going to get up?"    

    

The two girls opened their eyes in a daze. They looked at Shen Muqing and suddenly remembered what happened last night. They blushed and quickly stood up like red cloth and stammered: "You, you."    

    

Shen Muqing half sat up and yawned. "Why am I here?"    

    

Elder Qiao thought of Shen Muqing's identity and immediately kneeled on the ground, "My daughter greets Your Highness Prince of Yan."    

    

Shen Muqing waved his hand, "I remember now. I was joking with you guys last night, did you bring Ben Wang here?"    

    

Elder Qiao blushed and didn't say anything, but Younger Qiao said in a crisp voice, "Sister said that you are afraid that the prince might have caught the cold and decided to carry the prince into the house, but the prince is too heavy for us to carry, so we don't have the strength to carry him halfway. We can only put you under a tree and then fall asleep in a daze."    

    

Her voice was clear and melodious, with a Jiangdong accent. It gave people a feeling of purity and a hint of soft wax. Shen Muqing stood up and nodded slightly. "Thank you, but I will not let you suffer from the cold. It is just a small gift."    

    

Immediately after, Shen Muqing raised his hand and patted Elder Qiao's and Younger Qiao's body to help them cross over. The two of them were shocked and felt a warm and comfortable feeling enveloping their entire body, as if they were soaking in a hot spring.    

    

He immediately said: "Thank you, Prince of Yan."    

    

Shen Muqing smiled. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt something and said, "Someone has come. This King will leave first and see you again when I get the chance."    

    

Even though Elder Qiao and Younger Qiao had a thousand words in their hearts, Shen Muqing had disappeared in the blink of an eye. Younger Qiao was a little depressed as she held her cheeks and said, "So this is Prince of Yan. It's different from the rumors."