: Section 332: Emperor vs. Emperor, One Play (4)
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Genius Maiden Transmigrates: The Empress of Weapons
- 度寒
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- 2021-03-02 11:20:43
But the emperor has already proposed it, there are so many ministers in front of him, and no more dare to give birth to a few more courage in Bailixing.
"Secretary, Zunzhi." It would be better to agree to come down quickly, maybe it will make the emperor feel more comfortable, not to mention, accompanied by the side, may not be a good opportunity.
No matter what happens in the world, it is not because of the blessings and misfortunes. If you don't try it yourself, no one knows the end.
For the sake of the family, Bailixing can save life and death.
Xuan Yuanyao's cold eyes swept across the old servant who was standing next to him, and the other party was afraid to look directly at him, afraid that Emperor Longzhe would turn their thoughts on them. [
The battlefield is not a good place, and is used to peace. Few people are willing to abandon the current comfortable life and walk in the wind and rain.
It's enough to have a bad luck in a hundred miles lined by the emperor.
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After finishing the trivial matters, the ministers in the imperial study could not wait to withdraw.
Unsurprisingly, Bailixing was left alone to'exchange feelings' with the new emperor.
No one envied his good luck any more, and a sister could marry into the palace, and now she is still a queen.
If this man is out of luck, even if the women of the whole family are the ladies in the palace, they can't stop the trouble.
Just now the new emperor didn't give him a face, set up a set to let Baili line fall, he didn't have to think that leaving him alone, what good job would be arranged.
It wasn't until the palace people on the left and right were removed that Xuanyuan Yao smiled and asked Bailixing to sit back and say a big change that was completely different from the harsh attitude just now.
"Emperor, the minister is still standing back to talk." The chair was covered with invisible "steel needles", where can I really sit down in a hundred miles?