After the Praetorian Guards arrived, Ye Chuijin thought that Jun Zui would retract his hand a little and wait for two days, but what he didn't expect was that he had just obtained the Praetorian Guards on his side, and he began to control the government on his hind feet.

Ye Chuijin's imperial skills were all taught by him, and it was really easy to deal with her at this time.

Compared with the previous dark tide surge, now that Jun is drunk, he no longer has any scruples, and Ye Chuijin is losing and retreating.

Finally, one day, when she frowned and dismissed Jun Zui's recital in the early court, Jun Zui stood up and knelt down respectfully.

"Please think twice."

Before Ye Chuijin could react, he fell to his knees like a tsunami in the hall.

"Please think twice."

The ministers who were standing sporadically looked at each other with blank expressions on their faces, and finally knelt down as well.

When such a scene appeared back then, the little emperor who didn't understand anything sat down in a daze.

And now, there is no expression on the face of the emperor who was once again demonstrated.

She stood up, slowly stepped down from her throne, and came to Jun Zui step by step, looking down at the virtuous face who was praised by everyone in the world kneeling at her feet.

In the end, she didn't say anything, just patted him on the shoulder, and walked away.

After less than two days, under the pressure of all parties, she still put a "quasi" on the fold of Jun Drunk, and the iron painting silver hook.

For a moment, Chaozhong fell into an eerie silence.

A few days later, the early dynasty gradually resumed to be a dispensable tea party.

The courtiers sang the praises of the prosperity and peace, and turned around and went to the prime minister's mansion with the fold of the famine in the south.

The emperor, dressed in a dragon robe, sat on the throne and watched them perform with cold eyes.

In the palace, Jun Zui has withdrawn the people she is used to using around her, and even Mama Xu has been sent back to the countryside to care for the elderly.

It was as if she was trapped by an invisible thread, struggling alone, but he was carrying the thread, and he wanted her to be in whatever situation she wanted.

The little emperor was in a trance for a while.

It's as if everything is back to square one.

The same was true when she first ascended the throne, and she was also controlled by others everywhere.

But at that time, I just thought it was good to be alive, but now, why is my heart so sad?

The lotus flowers bloomed just right, and she came to the lake in a trance and boarded the boat.

There was a wind on the lake, and the boat drifted aimlessly along the wind, and the little emperor lay on the boat, falling asleep with the quiet lotus incense.

She had a sweet dream.

In her dream, she was also lying on such a small boat, but there was a person sitting beside her.

The man was dressed in an elegant robe, holding a book in his hand, and looked at it carefully.

There was no one around, and there were only two people on the silent lake.

The little emperor stretched out his hand to take his hand, and the man turned his head and smiled at her, and interlocked his fingers with her tenderness.

There was the sound of water in my ears, quiet and warm.

A gust of wind blew, and the emperor, who still had a shallow smile on his face, woke up from his dream.

The night is full, and the boat is full of stars and dreams.

When the little emperor was still in a daze, he heard a familiar voice beside him.

"The emperor is awake." Jun drunk closed the book in his hand.

There was a lamp lit on the boat, and the gentle light dispelled the boundless darkness, and the lotus pond was silent, except for a few faint frog calls.

Ye Chuijin sat up, only to find that he was still wearing his robe.