Chapter 647: After the blackening of the prince
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Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?
- 素手折枝
- 583 characters
- 2021-02-03 09:34:42
Miss Qian, your thoughts are very dangerous...
Seeing Azhao’s silence, Qian Anning sighed and coughed:
I just made a joke and made a joke.
A woman who is full of money, she dare not provoke.
Azhao did not think she was offended.
She has no idea about equality and humility, and from the eyes of this beautiful girl in front, she has not seen anything that makes her uncomfortable.
Azhao didn't want to pursue this, but instead focused on another thing: "You, what trade?"
Qian Anning was surprised for a moment: "He didn't tell you?"
Azhao did not speak.
Not speaking means the default.
Qian An Ning’s eyes were taken aback.
She did not answer directly, but her eyes glanced in the inner temple and said: "The Queen Mother, I didn't have much time when I entered the palace, but I can see it in these few times-"
"Your Fuhua Palace is the most exquisite palace in all the palaces, including the Imperial Palace, including the Imperial Palace."
This is the most magnificent palace in the entire week, living with the treasures of the emperor's heart.
This is what Azhao loves to hear.
Her eyes have been dyed with a smile, but her mouth is still hard: "Your sire is very filial."
Qian An Ning snorted and laughed.
She always smiled and looked at Azhao, until she saw that Azhao was too stretched, and then she gently said: "It seems that the day when His Majesty got what he wants is not far away."
Looking at the appearance of the young Queen Mother, she still can't see where it is. These two people are clearly guilty and interested.
For these two people, only this point is enough.
As for the human ritual law?
For a woman who has the courage to deal with the emperor, where are these things to be seen by her?
Finally, Qian Anning finally said the deal between her and Feng Wei.
"Your Majesty needs a shield of the right name, and I also need an identity that is not stalked by worldly rumors."
"When I found me, I didn't even think about it for a long time, I promised." After frankly telling his secret, Qian Anning relaxed a lot.
A Zhao suddenly asked: "But, you will be imprisoned in this palace for a lifetime, will not regret it?"
Why do you regret it?
Qian Anying asked strangely.
"I don't have to work hard to get a mortgage every day. As long as I lie down, I will have a magnificent and solemn palace. I will eat the most precious and rare things in the whole world. There are countless palaces and prostitutes in front of me. Can see all kinds of beautiful people..."
Qian Aning breathed a sigh of relief, as if immersed in the dream of his own construction: "...this kind of life is simply the ultimate fantasy of a person, what regrets?"
Azhao looked suddenly strange.
She looked at Qian Aning and wondered: "Work? Mortgage?"
She thought about it and decided not to expose her own goodness. So she added a sentence: "Wu Ding's government is so poor? Are you a lady who is tired and tired every day?"
Qian Anning said that he missed his mouth and didn't care too much.
She said succinctly: "When I was a child, my father and grandfather said that my bones are good, forcing me to practice martial arts every day, and control my money, and I am so tired every day."
Azhao: "..."
She was very cooperative and showed a sympathetic expression: "Oh, that is really hard."
Miss Qian: In my life, everything is perfect except that there is no big pig hoof.