Her Majesty has never been so cowardly.
"It's not my fault, I didn't know they would make such a fuss!"
Prime Minister Xueyi just smiled, he pinched a length of sleeve with his fingers together, his curled and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the complex emotions in the dark eyes.
The cherry red lips parted slightly, and said two words, "Really?"
Means unknown.
"..." Chu Yanhuan was a little timid, really, although he was very happy to counterattack.
But thinking about the past few days...
After being pressed down on the wrist countless times, the young man's low-magnetism clear voice sounded indistinctly in his ears, "Hey, teacher loves you..."
Chu Yanhuan burst into tears.
The hole dug by oneself has to be filled while kneeling.
The beautiful prime minister in snow clothes looked at Chu Yanhuan for a while, then smiled suddenly, then walked towards her slowly.
A slender white hand stretched out from the cuff, gently grasping the empress's wrist, the young cherry red lips parted slightly, "I have something to discuss with His Majesty, please move to the Imperial Study."
What he said was high-sounding.
Then the noble and glamorous Queen was dragged away by Prime Minister Xue Yi.
It was very windy that day, and His Majesty walked very peacefully.
(?﹏?)
Court the next day.
Her Majesty the Empress, who sat high on the throne, fell asleep the whole time.
Until the prime minister's cold voice sounded, the tone was inexplicably dangerous, "Your Majesty, what do you think of Mr. Zhou's words?"
Chu Yanhuan who suddenly woke up: "??"
She was silent for a while, and said solemnly in a calm voice: "Please, Mr. Zhou, please say it again."
Then, Mr. Zhou with the two mustaches around his mouth began to talk endlessly.
"I feel that it is His Majesty's duty to spread branches and leaves for the royal family, so as to make my Great Chu Kingdom last forever..."
Chu Yanhuan, who was impatient to hear, frowned and raised her hand to interrupt the man, "So what exactly are you going to say, Mr. Zhou?"
Lord Zhou choked for a moment, then bowed his hands together, "Please also invite Your Majesty to hold a draft to enrich the harem, so that we can spread the branches and leaves for my Great Chu as soon as possible!"
The loud and loud words made Her Majesty the Empress feel a chill down her back.
Fuck, another one wants to murder her!
Chu Yanhuan didn't dare to turn to look at Shen Qingjue's face now.
After thinking about it, she was still going to kick the ball to the beautiful Prime Minister.
"Shen Xiang, what do you think of this matter?"
The beautiful prime minister in snow clothes smiled, and said lightly, "Reporting to Your Majesty, I feel that His Majesty is still young, and it is not suitable for you to have an heir."
Then, his voice changed, "Your Majesty Zhou is about forty, but he has only one daughter... I implore Your Majesty to grant him two beautiful concubines to continue the incense."
Her Majesty the Queen was shocked.
This... is so ruthless!
Who doesn't know that Mrs. Zhou's wife is extremely jealous.
And this week, Mr. Zhou is a fear of guilt.
Then, under the cold eyes of the beautiful prime minister, Her Majesty the Empress bit the bullet and issued such an imperial edict.
Then, Mr. Zhou who led the two concubines back that day was said to have been punished to kneel outside the door.
Kneeled all night.
…
After drinking two cups of tea, the empress looked at the person in front of her with an inexplicable look, and she concluded, "You look familiar."
From the looks of this person alone, he could be called stunning.
There are sharp arcs on the eyebrows, and the narrow and long eyes are as deep as the night sky. Looking closely, there seem to be peach blossoms in full bloom.
The unrestrained and unrestrained look in his eyebrows, at first glance, he is the kind of person who is happy in the rivers and lakes.
He has high black hair and a pair of swords on his waist.
The young man in red.
Hearing this, the man smiled happily at Chu Yan, and took two steps closer to her, "Your Majesty."
The voice sounded familiar, but the Empress didn't have time to think, so she raised her white hand, "Don't, don't come near me!"
She hardly dared to look at other beauties now, the little wife was too... virtuous.
She was so virtuous that she gritted her teeth, so much so that she felt a headache when she saw other beauties.