Possessed and kissed on the forehead of Hua Tiantian.

"Your Majesty, you finally admit it, be ready to be entangled by Weichen for the rest of your life."

Hua Tiantian suddenly cried silently.

"Lack of talent, no, no admit, you don't do it yourself, you make it yourself, burp, and be amorous."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Feng Jing smiled indulgently.

Lying in Feng Jing's arms with peace of mind, Hua Tiantian thought that maybe Feng Jing was not such a nasty person.

Although she thought so, she also believed in her thoughts.

But when she went to Feng Jing to discuss the talent selection conference on the second day, all these illusions were shattered.

"You obviously said that you would allow the widow to hold this talent selection conference!"

Hua Tian added a fork to the waist and yelled.

Feng Jing, who was concentrating on sorting out the folds, raised his eyes and glanced at Hua Tiantian.

Hooked his lips and smiled, "That's true, in that case, what is Your Majesty angry about?" ”

Hua Tiantian resisted the urge to go up and unload Feng Jing's eight pieces, gritted his teeth and said, "You pushed all this to the widow, how could the widow alone hold this talent selection conference." ”

A gleam flashed in Feng Jing's eyes, and there was a light smile on his face, "That is Your Majesty's business, and it has nothing to do with Weichen." ”

Hua Tiantian roared in her heart, she took back all the words she had said last night.

This man is a devil, a butcher, and a real obnoxious fellow.

"Hmph, the widow doesn't believe it, without you, the widow can't do anything."

Hua Tiantian snorted coldly, turned around and left in a dashing manner.

A meaningful smile tugged at the corner of Feng Jing's mouth, "Your Majesty, go slowly." ”

Hua Tiantian, who came out of the Anhao Palace, was angry in his heart, and kicked the jade pillar.

As a result, the force was too strong, and his body was bounced aside, and he crashed into the dung cart pushed by the palace people.

The moment her nose overflowed with the smell of feces, Hua Tiantian swore that she wanted to die.

Hua Tiantian, who returned to the dormitory with the smell of dung, called Xiao Anzi angrily, "Xiao Anzi, give the documents that were handed over to Feng Jing last time to the widow, and the widow will not believe that this little talent selection conference will not be able to do it." ”

Xiao Anzi resisted the pungent smell of feces.

He didn't do what Hua Tian Tian said, but just lowered his eyes and reminded Hua Tian Tian respectfully, "Your Majesty, it's better for you to take a bath before that." ”

Hua Tiantian covered his chest and was heartbroken, "Xiao Anzi, do you dislike widows?" ”

As he spoke, he walked over and pinched Xiao Anzi's thin shoulder, "You said that you don't dislike widows, you say it!" ”

Why has Xiao Anzi been getting more and more cold recently, obviously he has always been flattering to her!

Xiao Anzi glanced at Hua Tiantian's hand on his shoulder, and the little white hand was covered with feces at the moment.

The corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes narrowed, and he replied honestly, "Back to Your Majesty, yes." ”

Hua Tian Tian: "........."

"However, it's not very disgusting, and Your Majesty's body is not too stinky, so the slave can endure it."

Hua Tiantian vomited blood and died.........

Since this incident, Hua Tiantian has become a little abnormal.

stayed in the dormitory all day, hid all the pictures of the little beautiful man out of the bath, and didn't go to the West Palace to peek at Su Ruosheng.

Ling'er felt that it was too weird, and when Hua Tiantian closed the door of the dormitory again, she asked out the puzzle that had been going on for many days.

"Your Majesty, were you stimulated by the last dung bucket incident?"

Hua Tiantian's face twitched, "Ling'er, you go, the widow doesn't want to see you again." ”