She was as calm as a forbearance before she ascended the throne.

If you haven't died for a day, you have room for calculation.

It's just that now, she is imprisoned here, is there chaos in the court and harem of Yuguo? Will this give the other three countries an opportunity to take advantage of? Have the other three countries been informed of her disappearance at this moment? The authority of the royal family of Yu is now completely in the hands of Rong Guogong? Or was it split in two with the auxiliary general, and the two fought endlessly, becoming a trend of two tigers fighting?

Harem, who is it for?

Jin Yao, she never trusted him, and let him consult on state affairs, just to stabilize Rong Guogong. He gave advice, never to win her favor, just to stand firm in the harem, this point, he and her know each other.

Since Min Lan's death, he has been the best choice for the imperial lady.

Han Fengmo, that person, always wants to go to the battlefield to be a general, and never takes her seriously. Entering the palace is afraid that he has regarded it as the biggest shame in his life. Such a shame is only afraid that he will never die with her, he doesn't want to see her, and she never cares about his feelings.

It's just the son of the auxiliary general she wants to rely on, and she can't wait for him to change identities with Jin Yao.

Liu Yexin, when he was outside the palace, he was wholehearted and considerate to her, why after entering the palace, he gradually couldn't understand everything she did. is obviously someone she wants to trust and rely on, but she often has quarrels with her, and over time, she is tired, and he is indifferent.

The two of them have reached the point where they are not seeing each other, but why has he never left the palace?

Mo Huaizhu is always like a child who doesn't grow up, she can try to trust him, but she never wants to rely on him. His eyes are so pure, like the last noble soil in the palace, people can't help but want to protect him from being contaminated by this filthy world.

However, such a person is always the most vulnerable, he is only where she can occasionally rest, and the best distance is if it is far or near, so that he has a certain position, but he must be annihilated in the eyes of everyone and not become a threat to anyone.

The last one is the square roll.

A teenager she wanted to really get, but it seemed that she would never be able to reach it.

He looks up to the tall golden lacquer Buddha statue, obviously in front of her eyes, obviously has entered her life, but it seems that he will never be able to understand his thoughts, and he will never be able to warm his heart.

The person she is most afraid of being harmed by people now is him.

His position in the harem, and the unconcealed devotion she had to him, she did not know how to keep him by her side, and this panic became a delusion that kept her awake at night. People who want to teach each other physically and mentally, but have never been willing to look back, what can be used to dispel such sorrow?

Imperial Palace of Yuguo.

In front of the main hall of the Mo Li Temple, the crows knelt down full of people, and after the inner supervisor had announced his will, there was a flowing procession to carry the flowing water reward into the courtyard. Jewels and dazzling treasures crowded the free space of the courtyard, Fang Juan frowned, and after receiving the order, he asked the little attendant next to him to reward the inner supervisor who announced the decree and the inner attendant who carried it, and turned his eyes to look at the "glory" in front of him, but his heart was disgusted.

Such a "honor" announced to the public made him feel more ashamed than the tacit permission and implicit admiration of the dragon family for him in the past.

is obviously dressed in a royal blue brocade dress as clear as the sky, but he is dressed as an iceberg. On that beautiful face, a pair of dark eyes seemed to contain two lumps of ice slag, no one dared to look at them, and even his gaze was inadvertently swept over, and they were all shivering with cold.

After the waiter finished announcing the decree, he hurriedly led a group of waiters to bow down and leave, so as not to be frozen into ice sculptures here. If you offend the great god in front of you a little, you won't be able to please the emperor when you go back.

Wuyi, the attendant who was with him, also stood behind him tremblingly, and he didn't dare to exhale. The rest of the people in the courtyard did not dare to move, and no one dared to move this reward.

Fang Juan glanced back at Wuyi and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Your Majesty now?" ”

"It's supposed to be in the Imperial Study." Wuyi replied respectfully and quietly.

Fang rolled up his sleeves, and without saying a word, he walked out quickly towards the door of the palace of Mo Li. Even Wuyi has never seen Fang Gongzi, who has served him for so many years, so anxious and angry, is this rushing to thank him? Or rush to find His Majesty to fight?

"Gong ...... Childe ......" he didn't dare to shout the words "wait for me", so he hurriedly wiped his cold sweat and hurriedly chased after him with the soles of his feet.

In front of the door of the imperial study, Fang Juan actually stopped the attendants, and only replied that His Majesty was discussing important matters with several ministers, and asked the prince to wait for a while.

The first time he stood outside the imperial study waiting for the people here, Fang Juan glared angrily at the waiter, who had to turn a blind eye and hang his head. He wanted to walk away, but for a moment of curiosity, he quietly listened to the conversation in the hall, although the words were not clear, but the response to the ministers was fluent, and there was no stage fright and confusion that a fake should have. In this way, he couldn't help but be a little distracted.

I can't help but be even more curious about this woman's true identity.

You say that it is just a person who is pretending to be an ordinary person, but now the fake is actually the lord of a country, not only to dominate hundreds of officials and seize state affairs, but also to gain insight into people's hearts and balance the forces of all parties, which is not a position that an ordinary smart person can control.

What's more, in just a few days, she was able to memorize the resumes of various ministers, sort out the intricate relationships between them, and read the folds piled up on the case. Although he was invited over and asked for some opinions, these questions were all to the point, and the pros and cons were no less than a monarch's insight and mind.

Compared with the real dragon family, she is less ruthless and more benevolent and generous.

Who is she?

This question has been entangled in his heart again and again, and he can't get rid of it.

Fang Juan didn't know that it had been a long time since he lost his mind, and even the attendants had come to announce his entry into the palace to meet him. When he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised, it seemed that no one had ever been able to occupy his mind like this, not even the real dragon family had ever had such a puzzling moment.

Entering the hall, the temple is deep, and the sunlight casts the shadow of the carved window lattices from the window, and the intricate patterns are reflected in the gold floor tiles.

This imperial study, Long Juan, had asked him to come before, but he was absent-minded, and more often, it was Jin Yao who accompanied her. This time, it was the first time he had come uninvited, and it felt really unusual. He crossed the threshold, step by step slowly towards the imperial case, the woman sat behind the case, lowered her eyes and looked at the pending approval of the book in her hand, he stood quietly, in a trance, as if he saw the dragon in the past in this position to consider the country. The eyebrows and eyes are dignified, the expression is calm, and there is an imperial domineering spirit that reigns over the world.

Such a focused look in his eyes, a contemplative look on his forehead, made him a little distracted.

The person behind the case suddenly sighed lightly, let go of the fold in his hand, raised his head, looked at the young man in front of the case, seemed to be slightly stunned, and said with a smile: "Aiqing, why don't you sit?" Standing like this, it makes the widow unhappy. She looked at him with a smile in her eyes, and for a moment he was conscious, and realized that the man who sat high behind the royal case was not the face he had seen in front of him.

His eyes glanced around slightly, and after raising his eyebrows to remind her, he bent slightly and saluted, and snorted coldly: "Your Majesty doesn't dare to trespass!" ”

"No courtesy, let's get flat!" Long Wei smiled slightly, cleared his throat, but said softly again: "Aiqing, come here, come to the widow!" ”

Fang Juan's face was as cold as ice, and he stood there staring at her with an icicle-like gaze, but his steps were motionless and did not move.

Long Wei looked at him helplessly for a moment, feeling that he was a little chilled, and then frowned indifferently, and said with a smile: "The gift that the widow has given you, are you still satisfied?" ”

Fang Juan pursed his lips, and his face was even more cold.

Long Huan suddenly felt that teasing this person was very interesting, but he stuck out his tongue for his evil thoughts in his heart, and said, "You, are you really boring?" She beckoned to him kindly and whispered, "Come here, polish the ink for the widow!" The widow still has a lot of folds to be approved, which is really sad for a person! ”

She put her hands on her forehead, rubbed her fingers at the center of her eyebrows, and her face did not look very good.

Fang Juan paced slowly, stood in front of the ink inkstone on the side, wet a little water, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the ink strip and tossed it carefully. If it weren't for the eared study on this wall, he would have wanted to grab her slender neck and ask, "Are you going to die if you give gifts so ostentatiously and announce that he has come to the study?"

The ink is appropriately thick, light and fragrant.

The jade fingers are slender, and the ink strip is black and white, which is exceptionally good-looking.

What's more, this person has a 10,000-year-old iceberg face that can be painted with eyebrows and is full of heroism, which is simply not close to humans and animals, and the cold air on his body comes out of his clothes, which can directly freeze people into ice edges.

Long Qi felt that he didn't have a penchant for summer ice, but putting this person here was really more effective than putting a bucket of ice on it, so he let him hang it aside and continued to look at the folds in her hand. These days, she has stayed up for several days and nights in a row, and there are some flowers in front of her, so she can't help but hand over the fold and ask him: "Aiqing, give the widow an idea?" ”

The corners of Fang Juan's eyes didn't move, he still had a solemn face, his eyes fell on the ink inkstone, and he replied lightly: "Your Majesty, the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics." ”

Long Yu sneered and whispered, "Aiqing, is it strange that the widow is not enough to spoil you, do you want more glory?" Are you trying to get away with it? The eyebrows glanced at him slantedly, the corners of his lips seemed to be smiling, and his voice was restrictive, "The widow is happy to accept it." ”

Fang Juan's eyes were fierce, he reached out and pulled the fold she handed over, looked at it carefully, and was about to speak. The dragon family handed over the red pen again and said, "Approve it for the widow!" ”

"You're not afraid of my random criticism?" Fang Juan gritted his teeth.

"Whatever you want, the widow doesn't have to be a king." She leaned closer, her eyes drooping slightly, and whispered, "If you have the ability to collapse this palace in an instant, maybe we can escape from the palace faster." Then, she smiled mysteriously, "You can come as you like, and I'll sleep for a while." It's been tense all day, it's too tiring to hold on. If there is a problem, you can help hold on. ”

With that, she stood up, stretched her waist with a big grin, and was about to go inside to find a soft couch and squint for a while.

Fang Juan was so jealous that her teeth bulged, how could she be so sure that he would not let this state collapse in its arms? Now that she is the king of a country, she will not be able to escape her responsibilities and die faster. He couldn't guess this woman's thoughts.

The slender figure slowly turned into the splendid screen of the fine brushwork, and there was a sound of the bones "clicking" and "clicking", and then sighed, "bang" sounded, as if falling on the soft couch, the thin quilt was lifted, and there was no sound.