In fact, after playing the trick so far, he is not sure if Wangqiu has seen through the state that he can get out of her control.

The big deal is just a further "mental attack". He should be able to get through it.

The crickets brought by Wangqiu jumped a few times on the bed, then jumped to the corner of the bed, and disappeared after burrowing into the crack. The imperial concubine watched Han's every move with a smile, and didn't say anything, but turned around and walked to He Bingxian's side: "He Shangshu, what are you still doing here?" Haven't all the decrees been given? ”

"But ......" He Bingxian was puzzled and glanced at the puppet emperor.

"We women, be kind to ourselves." Wangqiu took her hand, patted it, and said something nonsensical.

He Bingxian was very confused, but he did not reject being held by the imperial concubine. She only felt that her hands were soft and gentle, and that she was standing beside her, which made her ask for a special fragrance.

The imperial concubine turned her head and asked the puppet emperor, "What do you think?" ”

Han: "You can't kill them, they're all useful." ”

Wangqiu asked, "It's useless." Even if there is some chaos in the north, it won't really fight, right? How many people are there and what can they do? ”

"No, you can't kill ......" Han suddenly covered his head, a little in a trance.

"Senior brother, you have grown up, and you don't even listen to your senior sister's words." The imperial concubine said softly, crying.

He Bingxian suddenly said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, what the imperial concubine said is very right!" You should follow her advice. ”

“……”

"Go, go, do what you have to do."

“…………”

He Bingxian didn't know what kind of embarrassed posture he used to run out of Qiwu Palace.

The memory is a little trance-like, and I can't remember what happened in the palace.

Anyway, she only remembered one thing now.

Kill all the rebels.

Kill all those who forged the Divine Decree.

Be kind to yourself, be kind to women.

The imperial concubine was right.

……

At the same time, I was sleeping soundly in the Huancui Building.

Suddenly I felt an itch on my face. Reach out to shake off the harassment, but soon, the itch returns.

"What to do?" I opened my eyes and saw Zhaoyou holding a small brush and a rouge box, applying grease and powder to my face. I tried to reach out and rub my eyes, but he stopped me.

"Don't touch it, I finally drew it." He looked aggrieved and made up a few more strokes on my face.

"What's wrong?"

"There are surprises." The beautiful man said to me with a smile.

"Are you referring to the dinner that Liu Jia gave me?"

"......," his handsome face showed a look of astonishment, and then said aggrievedly, "how do you know?" ”

Isn't that something anyone with a discerning eye can guess?

I can't celebrate the whole city together, of course, I pulled a room out in the Huancui Building and everyone had a big meal.

"What time is it?" I jumped out of bed and looked outside.

"The sun has fallen."

"Oh my God, I slept so late......" I rubbed the sleep marks off my face and went to the mirror to freshen up.

I thought it was just a lazy night's sleep, and it was a big deal to sleep until noon, but now it's past noon.

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

"Martial arts."

The matter of the medical hall has long been over. Luo Heng didn't expect that the dystocia of the Meng family's daughter would be so serious, and he didn't expect that I would have the courage to use Yin Pan's method of disembowelment to save the Meng family's child. Anyway, he has already informed me of the news of the next edict, and I don't know what to do in the past few days.

Reading is exciting, reading is wonderful!

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