Every time the master uses that power, he has to bear a part of the karmic consequences, as in today.

Fang felt that Li Quanfu broke his hands and feet, and when he turned around and touched his master's head, it was really hot.

Fortunately, the master probably knew it in his heart and didn't kill Li Quanfu directly, otherwise he would have fallen unconscious.

This mysterious power can both bless and harm the world.

If you do good deeds, you will be rewarded with good deeds, and if you do bad deeds, you will also bear the negative karma.

In general, it can be regarded as injuring 1,000 enemies and 800 self-inflicted losses.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

At this moment, someone saw the emperor's chariot with sharp eyes.

Inside and outside the palace, he knelt on the spot.

Zhou Yanqing got down from the golden dragon chariot, and before he could see it clearly, he heard a delicate voice sound.

"Your Majesty, you have to be the master of your ministers!"

Suddenly, the arm was embraced.

Zhou Yanqing looked sideways, the man was taller than her, but at the moment, she looked like a bird, she was uncomfortable.

Especially the other party's strong smell of fat powder, smelling pungent, too smoky,

Zhou Yanqing twisted his eyebrows, pulled his arm out of the man's arms, and said in his heart that this was probably Cen Pingjun.

At the same time, I added a sentence in my head.

It turns out that these men in the little emperor's harem call themselves 'ministers', not 'concubines'?

Yes, these handsome and beautiful servants raise the harem, which is equivalent to a pet, a man, not a woman, and naturally does not call themselves a concubine.

The young man Fang Jue glanced at Zhou Yanqing coldly, and his master Liang Wenxi looked cute, and his eyes were still ignorant.

Zhou Yanqing glanced at the two of them.

Her gaze swept over Fang Jue's face, which was red and white, and in the next second, she suddenly lost her voice.

When she crossed this morning, she caught up with Li Quanfu to torture Liang Guijun.

But at that time, Liang Wenxian was covered in blood, and even his face was covered with a lot of blood, so she didn't know what Liang Wenxi looked like.

Until this moment, the man had probably been freshened up, and the blood stain was gone.

She suppressed the amazement in her eyes, and this beauty made her heart tremble.

is not like the deep and handsome dog man of the regent Xiao Yan, but like a hibiscus out of the water, beautiful and fresh, like an elegant magnolia.

He looks like a bright moon, and even a pair of black eyes are like precious gems, black and shiny, like a pool of pure water, clear and clear, very clear.

But this person is too tall, right?

This son may be better than Xiao Yan, a dog man.

The two have different figures, Liang Wenxi is more weak and fairer, like ice and snow, ice and jade.

Zhou Yanqing: What is this big week, is it rich in beauties? or is it rich in big men?

Why are there two of them, all of them are more than one meter eight?

She had to tilt her head when she looked at these people, and she was really tired.

Zhou Yanqing took a step back.

She rubbed her neck and no longer looked at Liang Wenxi's handsome and beautiful face.

"What's going on here?"

She asked, and after asking, she looked at the little eunuch Li Zan.

Li Zan's head was wrapped in a bloody white cloth, and he understood what Zhou Yanqing meant, and hurriedly asked someone to bring a chair.

Zhou Yanqing sat on the chair with her elbows resting on the armrests.

She glanced at Cen Pingjun lazily, thinking in her heart which one was going to be today?

suddenly remembered that Li Zan had reminded her that Liang Guijun was an 'auspicious god', and remembered the imperial doctor's diagnosis of Liang Guijun, and the fact that Li Quanfu, who had a bad heart, had broken his hands and feet.

She had a subtle guess in her heart, I am a noble gentleman with evil nature!