"Princess Qing, are you going to sit on the throne?" Wu Zhe was shocked.
"Didn't you think so? That's all I thought about." Princess Qing said with a smile, "How is it? If I become emperor, I will make you queen!"
"Queen?"
"Queen."
"..." Wu Zhe tilted his head and thought, why is this sentence so familiar
If I am the emperor, you must be the queen.
If I attack, you must suffer.
Oh, it does sound familiar.
No wonder it sounds familiar, there have been many great people—great figures in the second dimension world, who seem to have said similar words.
Princess Qing saw Wu Zhe tilting his head thinking seriously: "Are you also thinking about it?"
"I should be crowned emperor, not empress." Wu Zhe responded casually.
"Such a beautiful beauty is naturally going to be named queen." Princess Qing laughed: "I'll do the hard work of the emperor."
"That's right, I'll just toss around in the harem." Wu Zhe really fantasized about the harem: "You collect more beautiful women to fill the harem, and I'll help you look after it."
Princess Qing looked at Wu Zhe's increasingly wretched appearance, and felt very worried: "Why do I think someone will rape the palace?"
"Hahaha, you really plan to be the queen?" Wu Zhe tested Princess Qing's reaction.
"Isn't it for you? If Prince Mo has plans to covet you, I'm afraid it will be a big trouble." Princess Qing said: "Aside from replacing it, is there any way to ensure that there will be no future troubles?"
"It seems that there really isn't one." Wu Zhe began to consider the possibility of cultivating a queen from another world. Although such a plan had been planned for a long time, it was a bit unexpected for Princess Qing to wake up to this possibility.
"..." Princess Qing was also suddenly silent, as if she could realize how difficult it would be.
Wu Zhe said: "Otherwise, we can properly control some military power and lay the foundation first. For example, the Xuanwu Army is already under our command, but the control power is far from enough."
"Do you really think what I think is feasible?" Princess Qing's eyes sparkled, but she quickly said worriedly, "This is a big problem. If I fail, I'm afraid there will be a catastrophe. It's not easy."
How scary to say. It is not easy to want to die! Wu Zhe imagined the possibility of failure.
If he really failed to assist Princess Qing in usurping the throne despite his gold finger and undercover status, he would definitely have a tragic ending. Maybe it will become Prince Mo's RBQ or something...
Wu Zhe shivered.
"Actually, a woman being emperor is a joke to most people." Princess Qing sighed, "And the control of the Sanshengzong cannot be changed in a few years. Under the deterrence of the highest force, any rebellion is possible. suppressed."
"There is another way, that is, let's fly away!" Wu Zhe suddenly slapped his hands and said with a smile, "Let's go, it's all over once."
Princess Qing nodded: "This is also a good idea."
Wu Zhe said: "I'm afraid that some people are used to being Her Royal Highness, and won't bear the hardships after they fly away."
"I was not a princess when I was a child. I was granted the title just this year." Princess Qing reminded Wu Zhe instead: "If you say that you are unwilling to endure hardship, I'm afraid you are not as good as me."
"It's easy to say." Wu Zhe thought of his identity as a charming girl raised since childhood, and couldn't help but think of the RBQ non-miserable assumption that came out of nowhere.
Ahhh, I couldn't take it anymore, Wu Zhe quickly shook his head to drive away the thought. If Prince Mo has any similar actions, she can refer to the eunuch to tailor a body modification plan for him.
Princess Qing just said it casually, but after she finished speaking, she seemed to be very interested in being a queen. Even in the second half of the night, I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, thinking about these things.
Wu Zhe hugged the beauty's waist and gradually fell asleep.
But at dawn, when I get up again. Princess Qing stared at Wu Zhe and said, "Be honest, who is she?"
"Ah?" When Wu Zhe heard this, a cold sweat broke out on his back.
Talking in your sleep? What am I talking about? Oh my god, she shouldn't have slept with someone like Princess Qing.
Wu Zhe quickly searched for the memory of the content of his sleep talk in his mind, hoping that the memory function of the evolved body could provide some reference. But the evolutionary body didn't exert any miraculous effect, and it didn't gain anything at all.
"Did you say it yourself, or did I find out?" Seeing that Wu Zhe was a little nervous, Princess Qing couldn't help asking with a smile.
Wu Zhe regretted it in his heart. He didn't expect that the evolutionary body could talk in sleep, but he still refused to let go of his mouth: "I only dreamed about you. There is nothing else."
Princess Qing said: "Think about it every day and dream at night, you keep calling people's names, but you're pretending to be stupid here?"
"I should have called your name, right?" Wu Zhe pretended to be stupid.
Princess Qing asked a few more questions, and saw that Wu Zhe was very tight-lipped. Puchi smiled: "See if you are scared, there must be something hiding from me."
"No!" Wu Zhe shouted injustice.
Princess Qing didn't ask any further questions, the two got up to wash up, and Wu Zhe ran away after breakfast.
After leaving the main street, before he sat firmly in the carriage, Old Mang winked and said, "Miss Zhou has worked hard."
Wu Zhe coughed lightly. No response either.
In fact, if Princess Qing didn't pursue the dream talk, she would be in a good mood, but at this moment, her back was in a cold sweat.
As the sun rose outside the carriage, Wu Zhe was a little confused.
Although there was a love affair with the rain and dew when I went to Princess Qing, I was even more frightened. The days when I was an undercover agent were really uncomfortable, and I missed Mu Qingya a little bit in my heart.
As soon as I got back to the gate of Prince Mo's mansion, a messenger from the clan's mansion had already rushed over: "Please report to Commander Zhou, there is a sick person in the clan's mansion, please go and treat it."
After hearing this, Wu Zhe asked in a rare way: "Since someone from the clan mansion came to seek medical treatment, are the adults from the clan mansion sick? Who is the patient?"
"This...is not an adult's illness..." The visitor truthfully denied it, but he did not dare to say who was ill.
In fact, Wu Zhe knew so well in his heart that 99% of the time it was the eldest prince who cut the little brother with a knife...
"Since it's not adults who are sick, and I'm not a medical officer, there's no need to sell face." Wu Zhe raised his face: "There are several medical clinics in the east and north cities that can save the world with hanging pots, and you can go find a national expert to treat them." .”
The person who came did not dare to speak recklessly, and immediately stepped back and left.
When Wu Zhe entered the mansion, Prince Mo was already at work. After a few words of politeness, Prince Mo said, "Just received the tip, the Eldest Prince has already left the palace with a knife under the custody of the clan's residence."
"If you want to practice magic skills, you must first come from the palace." Wu Zhe said smoothly: "He wants to learn the magic skills of survival, and he can't do it without swinging a knife."
"What Miss Zhou said is very true." Prince Mo, Bao Lao and others flattered me again.
Not long after, someone outside begged to see him again. The visitor bluntly said that it was the master of Yuanxi Palace who invited Zhou Zhiruo to the clan mansion.
Wu Zhe spread his hands together: "You still have to let me go and see the excitement." (~^~)