"Although the servants are lowly, but they are still alive in the world when they are sick, why should they innocently deprive them of their lush vitality?"

The maids in the Jiaofang Palace are all dumb diseases, and everything is difficult to declare.

Jin Shu only said that it was to protect her, so he ordered someone to find some sick servants to wait in front of him.

She doesn't know the pickled inside, and she takes care of these maids.

"Born lowly, he should be like a mustard, but he can be wantonly ruined by others."

Jin Shu hugged her waist, her thin calloused fingertips twisted her thin back, and the words she said were thin and cold.

Those who hold power in their hands should be born to look down on mayflies.

He wants them to be easily dumb if they can't open their mouths; He wants to imprison Jin Roujia, even if she is the most delicate little princess of the Great Yan Dynasty, she can't stay by his side obediently.

"Your Majesty, not everyone is born noble. The vicissitudes of life, the previous dynasty was subverted, the years passed, and who expected the future? ”

should have lost the memory of the past, the queen is much more open-minded, staring at her sweetheart with cunning eyes, without blinking.

Jin Shu holds monstrous power and is the true son of the dragon.

Earlier, the pedantic scholars who opposed him were all sour, and it was he who picked up the leaks and ascended the throne in one fell swoop after the death of the emperor.

The long years of his previous life were silent in the cold palace.

The wild prince who can't tell the blood in his body is the fate that Jin Shu has borne for more than ten years.

His biological mother died in childbirth, a wisp of incense was drowned in the bleak and cold palace, he was living under the care of the blind old mother since he was a child, and his food and clothing were far inferior to that of a eunuch.

The word "Jinshu" engraved on the jade plate is just that the saint was drunk, and he learned that the concubine in the cold palace gave birth to the prince and took it at will, and the saint forgot his existence after waking up.

On the day of his accession to the throne as the emperor, the wind and the sun were beautiful, Jin Shu sat lazily on the dragon chair, made a few wills, and punished the sour and rotten scholars who were vainly talking about themselves to the nine clans, and beheaded them in the streets, blocking the mouth of Youyou.

The handsome emperor's thunderous means opened a killing spree, punished the parties in the court, and confirmed the name of the tyrant of the inaction.

He looked at the blood-stained steps outside the hall, and sat high on the cold dragon chair, the corners of his lips slightly hooked, and he sneered silently.

And at this moment, his queen, smiling like a flower, said to him that she was not born noble.

People who have never been in the depths of the quagmire have always been able to spit out these words lightly.

Even if the delicate Jin Roujia lost his memory, the blood in his bones could still cause his disdain and disgust from the bottom of his heart.

His face was as usual, his heart was gloomy and tidal, and the strength in his hands became heavier and heavier.

"Your Majesty...... Lighter, it hurts ......"

The queen has always been afraid of pain, and she can't care about him at the moment, so she shrunk back and hid.

"Besides this, doesn't Zitong have anything to hide?"

His Majesty the Emperor turned the Empress's body and made her lie on the beauty couch, with one hand around her white jade-like neck, lips and teeth close to each other, and asked in a deep voice.

The queen mother was frightened, and her sweaty sideburns were scattered and stuck to her forehead.

Jin Shu saw her dodgy expression, and he was determined in his heart that he wanted to deceive her a little.

"Concubine, concubine heard...... Zuo Xiang-sama is sick. ”

Thin lips pecked at the side of her cheek and sniffed.

He forgot that the old horseman on the left was his nominal father-in-law.

"Zitong doesn't have to worry, Master Yuezhang is just moaning without illness, and he has acted in a play with me to watch others."

The queen suppressed the strangeness in her heart and turned her head sideways to meet it.

Jin Shu saw that Wen Rou was in front of him, and somehow blurted out: "Jin Roujia, you really followed your cheap mother, and you were very profligate." ”