Chapter 246: I Play the Emperor in the Harem (60)

Her father and mother died at the hands of Shen Lishu, and when she ascended the throne and could take revenge, Shen Lishu had already burned herself to death in a fire, and laughed wildly before she died.

"Hahahaha, you and other people in the royal family are so ruthless and unjust, even if I die without a corpse at this time, it will be better than the loneliness of people in your royal family for a lifetime!"

His death was tragic, and after the little emperor stabilized his foothold, he hated him to death, broke his bones inch by inch, and asked craftsmen to cast iron bricks at the gate of the city, so that ten thousand people could trample on them.

At this time, hearing Jun Zui ask like this, the little emperor only thought that he wanted to use this matter to mock himself, so he was obviously irritable, and he still showed an almost smug smile on his face: "Why do you want to ask me, can you not know?" ”

He would never have been unaware of how she did it back then.

A ruthless and arrogant person like her, from the very beginning, she shouldn't have expected that the person who was elegant and gentle, and praised by all the people would like her.

There was a trench between them, and she was delusional that she would be able to walk through it and walk in front of him.

Hearing this answer, Jun drunk's hand bones turned white, and he pinched the sword in his hand tightly.

Oh, "Why bother asking me, you don't know".

Of course he knew what to do, but he still had some unknown thoughts, and wanted to ask her, as if if she said that she could let go, he would be willing to deviate from the norm for her, be unfilial and unrighteous, and be a villain rebel who is spurned by the world.

"You are very similar to your mother."

After Jun Zui finished saying this, the eyes of the little emperor in front of him became more and more cold: "I am the child of my mother's concubine, naturally I am very similar to her, if it weren't for my resemblance to my mother, how could Prime Minister Jun save me, and how could I be so 'loyal'?" ”

Jun drunk looked at her, only to feel that he was back in that ice cave in a trance.

It's just that last time it was Yan Bi who pushed him to death, and this time, it was her daughter.

It's also him...... Someone you love.

Jun was drunk and silent, and asked after a while, "How much do you know about the things back then?" ”

The little emperor stood up, and the cruel smile on his face mixed with her words cut him little by little: "Prime Minister Jun's words are really funny, I naturally know everything." ”

Why did you save me, why did you put me on the throne so desperately, and why did you suddenly see me as if you were in love with me.

I already know why.

The little emperor straightened his back, obviously a defeated rooster, but he was still invincible, it seemed that only in this way could he retain his last dignity and not be looked down upon like before.

"Prime Minister Jun doesn't know, you are indeed a little different from others to me." She chuckled and looked at him with a flirtatious look: "But don't forget, I'm a king, and you're a minister." ”

So even if I like you, don't think I'm wagging my tail at you.

The thin emperor said so.

Jun drunk listened, and after a while, he laughed out loud.

"Ha......" He just chuckled at first, but in the end, he seemed to think of something ridiculous, and the laughter grew louder and louder.

"Hahaha," he laughed enough, and then his lips hooked, and a pair of eyes were as deep as an abyss: "You are a king, I am a minister." Jiang Youbian, you did a good job. ”

It turns out that from the very beginning, it was all your prank-like joke.

Whether it's love or hate, for you it's nothing more than a drama where you stroking your palms and laughing.

Your grandfather killed my birth parents, and your mother killed my father and eldest brother, and you already knew that!

I already knew it!

What a ruthless and unrighteous emperor of the ages!

What a river!!

Jun Zui took the sword out of the sheath in his hand, and slashed it over.