She couldn't understand why these emperors came up with the idea of mourning the whole country, who would sympathize with your son when he died?

After a long time, she suddenly remembered that this prince named Zong Zhao was the man who came to the house twice in three days, the concubine of the woman in the West Chamber, the only biggest official she could contact so far, and the only hand she could count on to contribute.

Wang Po didn't know them, nor did she know the words on the bronze medals, but she knew their swift and non-negotiable posture and efficiency.

Wang Po doesn't believe in anyone except herself, she doesn't believe in heaven and earth, she doesn't believe in Buddha, she doesn't believe in Taoism, and the Jade Emperor's tablet incense is also to please He Chuan, and now He Chuan is going to die, and the Jade Emperor is not her Jade Emperor.

The upper flail was locked and synthesized in one go, and He Chuan was left to them, his eyes were gray, like a dead man. Therefore, when Ah Si was woken up by Wang Po, he was really angry when he got up.

So much so that she didn't even pay attention to the sound waving above her head, let alone the voice

Where had she heard the subject of "薨", she only felt annoyed, covered her head and buried herself in the quilt, praying that she would become deaf.

Something suddenly smashed on the door of Ah Si's room,

"Boom!" It was loud, and then it was loud

"Smack!" With a bang, he smashed the door open and fell to the ground, beside his feet. She didn't know if she had this hypocritical problem because she stayed up late and waited for someone to beg for it, or because she had this problem, she felt that she was staying up late and waiting for someone last night.

She only knew that if the woman outside stopped talking, she would go out to pinch her, at least she had the ability to pinch people now.

She didn't know if she had this hypocritical problem because she stayed up late and waited for someone to beg for it, or because she had this problem, she felt that she was staying up late and waiting for someone last night.

She only knew that if the woman outside stopped talking, she would go out to pinch her, at least she had the ability to pinch people now.

The princess said, "Okay." She had never had a second word about what He Chuan said, not so much obedience as a kind of careful care, and she hoped that He Chuan would notice the slightest change in his authority after his punishment in her.

It's just that she is a little curious, He Chuan's attitude towards this girl seems to be not only the instinctive shame in the face of relatives, and the alienation out of self-preservation, in fact, he is also looking forward to her death, Wang Po can feel it.