This man is a man who is more white than Shen Junbai, Shen Junbai is weak and delicate, and he can accept it at first glance, but Dongfang Wuche looks like a complete attack, so she can't be cowardly, she can't back down at all, she must have her own courage. You can be informal.,But when it's time to go.,You must be on it.,Don't be soft at all.,Especially for the male owner.。

Qiao Qiu felt that this plot was a bit strange, as a woman, shouldn't she be against the heroine? Why do you always go against the male protagonist?

Could it be that the guy she likes is indeed a woman?

Qiao Qiu suddenly felt a little frightened.

After adjusting it, Qiao Qiu looked at the man in the mirror again, tall and handsome, with deep and charming eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. As soon as the corners of the mouth are hooked, there is a little bad smile (the kind that is not responsible after teasing). This kind of smile is dangerous, but it seems that the woman still can't help but be like a moth, and throw herself into his fire without hesitation, even if it burns to ashes.

Qiao Qiu was dressed well, as usual, wearing a four-clawed python robe, a high-grade palace brocade, a silk white robe inside, a purple and gold crown symbolizing the identity of the prince on his head, and a pair of white boots embroidered with gold thread embroidered auspicious clouds on his feet.

"Count idle."

The door of the dormitory was pushed open, and a good-looking man in purple walked in and said respectfully, "My subordinates are here." ”

"Tell me to go down, sort out all the information of the prince again, and hand it over to the lord."

"Yes." Dongfang Wuche is the same, he wants all the prince's information when he is idle, and Ji Xian has turned a blind eye to this kind of pressure.

"Let's go down."

"The subordinates retired."

Qiao Qiu took the fan on the table and walked out of the dormitory. Dongfang Wuche has always hated that he was born in the royal family, but he can't hate his father.

Because while he is playing with imperial power, he is indeed sincere to him.

Born in the royal family, Dongfang Wuche can't have a normal family relationship, which has always made him haunted.

Out of the East Palace, the little eunuchs followed behind her until the Heart Cultivation Palace, and then stood outside and waited.

Dongfang Wuche was promoted to the crown prince at the age of ten, saw through the inside and outside of the court at the age of twelve, began to manage his own power at the age of thirteen, and now at the age of twenty-three, he has become an important speaker in the court.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!" The eunuch at the door sang.

Many ministers waited in the Heart Cultivation Hall early, and when they saw Qiao Qiu coming in, whether they were sincere or fake, they all stepped forward and saluted, "I've seen His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"Your Excellency, you don't have to be polite." Qiao Qiu smiled slightly, his smile without any warmth.

The ministers were also very knowledgeable and made way for Qiao Qiu.

Qiao Qiu walked to the front of the palace and saw several of his royal brothers—the second prince, the third prince, the fourth prince, the fifth prince, and the sixth prince.

Among the princes, anyone over the age of eighteen is allowed to participate in court politics, and the sixth prince has just turned eighteen years old this year, and he can't wait to come to the court, which can be imagined as a competition.

To Qiao Qiu's surprise, these princes were all alive. In this harem of open and secret fighting, how strong does this have to be to survive?

"I've seen the eldest brother." No matter what these princes think in their hearts, they have no clarity about the East, and they have to make the kind of brotherhood and friendship on the surface.

"Hmm." Qiao Qiu nodded and glanced at the best-looking younger brother in here.

Dongfang Wuye stands at the back, neither showing mountains nor dew, but that face is indeed good-looking, delicate and picturesque, reminiscent of a poem: There are bandit gentlemen, such as cutting, such as learning, such as grinding.

White clothes seem to be the standard for the male protagonist, and Dongfang Wuye is also such a white dress, with ink printed and dyed on his body, which is very beautiful. It is just right for him, and the color will not steal the limelight from the other brothers, well-behaved and clever, but it is unforgettable.

"Brother Great Emperor is not too early or late to come, as always." The second prince opened the folding fan and said with a smile.

Dongfang Wuye noticed that Dongfang Wuche's gaze passed over him for a moment, and when he looked up, that gaze shifted to other places.

Today's Dongfang Wuche is as dazzling as ever, tall and handsome, full of manliness, high-spirited, and with the calmness of everything, for him, facing these brothers, it is like watching children play at home.

Such a state is his unattainable dream.

The corners of Qiao Qiu's mouth hooked slightly, the fan hit the palm of his hand one by one, and turned his head to meet Dongfang Wuye's gaze.

The gaze like a hunter staring at the little white rabbit made Dongfang Wuye's heart beat violently, and he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at her.

"It's useless to come early, and if you're late, your father should scold again." Qiao Qiu retracted his gaze, a little speechless, he was still mixed with the emperor like this, isn't his luck too good?

Qiao Qiu remembered Dongfang Wuche.

Well, with such a person to help open the hanging, it is difficult to think about not being the emperor.

"Alas, even such an excellent person as the imperial brother is scolded by his father every day, we, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, should be wise to protect ourselves." The fourth prince sighed.

Qiao Qiu looked at him, if she remembered it well, the palace change behind it was planned by this guy.

The mouth keeps saying that Mingzhe protects himself, saying that no one believes it once, and if he talks too much, it will have a subtle effect. When the others didn't think he was in danger, he attacked.

Qiao Qiu swept around, none of the several princes here were good birds, and none of them were suitable for the throne.

Although there is an internal emperor who is upright, but after Dongfang Wuye became the emperor, he did not do it for the country and the people, but was pinched by the minister, and he was coaxed all day long.

If not, she will go and cultivate a little bean sprout, maybe after these coups, the little bean sprout will just grow up and just inherit the throne?

Qiao Qiu felt that this idea was okay.

Don't tell anyone yet, wait a while, go to the study and have a look.

An eerie silence lingered among the brothers, and the ministers looked at each other in disarray.

It didn't take long for such an atmosphere to be broken.

"The emperor has arrived!"

The ministers hurriedly stood in two rows, and the princes followed the prince to stand together, bowing their heads and seeing the Ming Huang dragon robe, they all knelt down.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"Everyone, love Qing Ping!"

"Long live thanks!"

The emperor glanced at Dongfang Wuche, who was well-behaved, and raised his eyebrows in surprise, how did this son change his sex?

For a moment, few people noticed that the emperor clenched his fists to cover his mouth, coughed lightly, and looked at the chief eunuch Gui Gonggong who served him.

Duke Gui knew what to do, stood in front of the hall, and sang loudly: "If there is something to start, there is nothing to retreat!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a minister immediately stood up and reported that there was a disturbance in the Nanxia area.

This kind of thing happens every year, the emperor has long been annoyed, and the ministers are also interested, and they don't take it out every time, and this time is obviously much more turbulent than the previous times. To watch the first release of the new chapter of the festival, please go to the mobile address --- Tangke Xing: