Since Su Daji cares so much about Bo Yi Kao and cares so much about the king, then these two people must become her ministers under her skirt, and they all want to!

Bo Yi Kao returned to the post house, thinking about Su Ningxiang today, his brows wrinkled in disgust, he glanced at the rouge stained on the white robe, and threw it out with disgust.

When he was summoned again the next day, Bo Yikao looked at his hands and felt a little numb, Su Ningxiang, this woman, what did she want to do?

But unexpectedly, it was not Su Ningxiang who summoned him today, but "Su Daji", who was favored overnight.

This kind of consternation was only for a moment, because immediately after he was kneeling in front of the stone steps, he received an unbelievable news, Su Daji, Su Daji, she actually went to the court to slap the chicken Si Chen, plucked the king, and wanted to take a look at the master's seven-trick exquisite heart.

As a result, the master is the master

That woman, so ruthless, she is so ruthless.

Bo Yi Kao clenched his fists tightly, and he told himself that all this was not true, not true! Because Daji is so kind, those people say that she is a demon concubine of a troubled country, but in fact she is just an innocent little girl, so how can she be as cruel as Su Ningxiang.

But he was wrong.

Because Bo Yi Kao didn't expect that Bigan was poached, and it was just the beginning.

Next, Huang Feihu's sister Concubine Huang was pushed down the Star Picking Tower, her body was devoured by poisonous insects, snakes and ants, and a group of loyal businessmen were burned, torn apart, and tortured.

Later, he heard a lot of horrific things.

Because the adulterous concubine met a father and son, she found that her father was old and strong, and her son was weak, so she bet, just because she wanted to know a correct answer, Su Daji cut off the legs of the father and son.

The father and son were still talking about the lack of way for the king to have to sell the family's grain to make a living and were sad, but in the blink of an eye, they lost their legs, and finally lost their lives due to excessive blood loss and no one to treat them in the snow.

When Nalan Ruoruo heard about this, she was only slightly stunned, and then she turned over leisurely, Su Daji's "credit" was snatched away by the gray fox who possessed Su Ningxiang, she was also a little surprised, and more speechless.

The thinking ability of the people of the Shang Dynasty is really not an ordinary wonder!

However, it's wonderful, it's wonderful, anyway, she didn't plan to participate, and she didn't think about how to attack that Xuanyuan Qing, but she came to a gate and didn't go out, and she didn't step out of the second door, and she completely lived the life of an old man.

Don't ask her why she didn't save those innocent people, why didn't she save Bigan, and save those who were burned, torn apart, and died extremely miserable, but everyone has kindness, but they must also be in the right place.

Isn't it seen that the end of going against Nuwa Niangniang is not seen, the real Daji does not deserve the world, and the fake Daji will unscrupulously button her hat.

Nima

Lao Tzu can't be provoked, maybe he can't hide?

It's just that she wants to be quiet, and some people don't let her be comfortable.

But she didn't understand, although she was in the cold palace at this time, and she was desolate everywhere, she couldn't stand that this was the palace, and the people guarding outside were on the third floor, how did Bo Yikao, a man who had no power to restrain chickens, come in.

Can you still choke her neck, like an angry rooster?

"Daji, Daji, what do you hate, what do you want, come at me, what do you want them to do! What do you want them to do?! ”

Nalan Ruoruo raised an eyebrow, but did not resist, just looked up into his eyes.

After being silent for a long time, he said quietly, "Bo Yi Kao." ”

The obsidian-like eyes, the desolation that sank into them were like nothing Bo Yikao had ever seen.

Maybe once, in her eyes, she could find a trace of love for him, a little cautious admiration for him

But now.