[Mood +100000]

Ooh!

Li Yunsheng shook his hand and called out to the good guy!

He stared, counting 0s one by one.

Lakh!

Seeing this value, he suddenly felt a little weak.

A few days ago, above the court, he desecrated the dragon body and sentenced Fei Su to death, at most 10,000 yuan.

This time it rose by 100,000, don't do anything stupid.

He just wanted to take a step back, but before he could speak, there was a flower in front of him.

Swish.

Jiang Qingying dragged the cheongsam in the brocade box and turned around and entered the inner room.

There was a thud, and the door to the inner room was shut.

Li Yunsheng was afraid that the empress would not be able to think about it, so he hurriedly chased to the door.

"Your Majesty—"

Inside the house.

Jiang Qingying arrived at the door of the house and plugged in the deadbolt.

"You still want to see me change my clothes!"

Li Yunsheng: (⊙o⊙)...

Am I that kind of person?

Li Yunsheng stepped back step by step, put the brocade box on the table beside him, and waited quietly.

His hearing was far beyond that of ordinary people, and even when he wasn't standing in front of the door, he could hear movement in the house.

In fact, it is not impossible for the empress to want to be pro-government.

It's just that the empress wants to bring him down, and she can't kill him quickly.

Once the empress is allowed to govern herself, even if he has the ability to protect himself, he will inevitably be constrained in doing things.

As an author, he has encountered many unexpected things in this world, not to mention a reborn empress.

Although she is a human being in two lives, the empress was less than twenty years old in her last life, and she was too young after all.

If the monarch and the minister can't be united, then the big Chu is in danger.

Therefore, it is better to wait for the empress to mature a little later, and then let go of power herself.

Well, this is by no means a covetousness of power.

……

Inside the house.

Jiang Qingying didn't know what Li Yunsheng was thinking, she just hugged the purple cheongsam, her fragrant shoulders shrugged and sobbed silently.

She didn't even dare to cry out loud, for fear that her cowardly side would be exposed in front of Li Thief.

Although, some have been exposed.

"Father, I can't keep the country you gave me."

Tears wet the cheongsam, Jiang Qingying couldn't understand why Li Yunsheng became like this.

At the beginning, Li Yunsheng was so dedicated to assisting her to compete for the throne.

At that time, she promised in her heart that if she ascended the throne, she would not treat Li Yunsheng badly.

He trusted him so much that when the two of them joined forces to cut off Fei Su's wings, they never considered the consequences of Li Yunsheng's excessive power.

She always thought that she and Li Yunsheng could trust each other like the first emperor and Lao Shangshuling.

However, Li Yunsheng lived up to her trust.

Now, she is forced to wear this kind of dress that pleases others.

And what does it say in a high-sounding manner, 'If you make a mistake, you will be rewarded and punished', which is the punishment for the emperor?

His father also wanted to whip him, but fortunately he was stopped by himself.

Otherwise, this thief is not even more rampant, and his ass can still be good?

Jiang Qingying, who was tired of crying, suddenly raised his head and pulled out a dagger from his sleeve.

The cold light flashed, and on the dagger, her crying red eyes were reflected.

Jiang Qingying took a deep breath, held the hilt of the knife, and stabbed into the body of 'Li Yunsheng' fiercely.

Bang.

The puppet was punctured, and the dagger was pierced on the wooden plaque engraved with Li Yunsheng in it.

"I can't admit defeat, with the experience of the previous life, I will definitely find a chance to bring down the Li thief."

"When the time comes, I will dig out a pair of dog eyes of this thief first."

"Let you see me wearing this dress......"

Jiang Qingying was stumbling and undressing herself.

A cup of tea has passed.

Jiang Qingying looked up and down at the close-fitting dress, and then looked at herself in the bronze mirror.

The palm of her hand slides from top to bottom, and the skirt is tight, showing her wonderful figure to the fullest.

Merely......

Both hands tightly grasped the slits on both sides, but they still couldn't hide the large snow-white exposed by the slender jade legs.

If it weren't for the high slit, it wouldn't be so annoying.

Therefore, Li Thief is still coveting his body!

Chirping.

As the door of the inner room slowly opened, Li Yunsheng turned his head and followed the prestige.

I saw that the empress bent down slightly, and her hands tightly pulled the sides of the cheongsam slit.

To be honest, although Li Yunsheng has been shouting about the high slit, how high can he open.

Actually, it didn't really open to the waist.

The style of this cheongsam is a style drawing he drew according to the purple cheongsam of the One Piece Empress.

It's just that Da Chu women have never worn cheongsam, and their dresses have always been conservative.

Therefore, cheongsam is far less acceptable than a large-sleeved shirt.

And the height of this slit is also extraordinarily exaggerated in the eyes of the empress, revealing a breath of wind and dust.

Jiang Qingying looked at the threshold in front of him, and he didn't know how to take his legs.

The hatred just now was monstrous, and it unconsciously became shame.

She couldn't care about the emperor's majesty anymore, pinched her skirt, bent over, turned sideways, and raised her legs to cross the high threshold.

When she went out, she noticed a problem.

The skirt was so tight that if you pulled the slit with both hands, you wouldn't be able to open your legs.

Moreover, he is a dignified emperor, and he bends down in front of the ministers, what kind of system has he become.

Li Yunsheng couldn't help but smile, and watched the empress bend over, pulling her skirt with both hands.

I want to straighten my waist so as not to lose my majesty.

With small steps, he walked out of the door little by little.

At a distance of less than two meters, fine beads of sweat appeared on Jiang Qingying's forehead.

When she looked up, she found that Li Yunsheng was looking at her without blinking.

"Your Majesty has lost his honor."

As soon as Li Yunsheng's words fell, Jiang Qingying immediately straightened his waist and habitually flicked his sleeves.

Later, I realized that I was not wearing a dragon robe.

Li Yunsheng looked at the empress who was straightening up in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

My sister is right, purple is very charming.

The brocade robe is dazzling and delicate, with round hips and jade legs and a soft waist.

A strong classical taste permeated the empress's body:

The high raised collar shows off the slender neck, which seems to be exposed.

The twisted flower buckle is in harmony with each other, and I want to say goodbye.

The concave and convex posture, the small waist held by the hand, the graceful posture, charming but not demonic.

In the gap between the two swings, the white legs loomed, and the woman's ten thousand styles swayed endlessly in an instant.

And the joy and satisfaction in the hearts of the viewers are also like the inscriptions of the flower candles in the cave room and the gold list, rising up, soaking every inch of skin.

It's just the empress's expression, gritting her teeth, holding back her tears, and looking like a fierce woman who dares to be angry but doesn't dare to speak.

From the pain to the strong, and determined to blacken, ready to fight back.

According to Li Yunsheng's identification, this is a traditional female No. 2.

"Your Majesty, this skirt is called cheongsam, and it is a serious dress.

Sitting, standing, walking, and walking in a decent manner, not like publicity, and has a breathtaking aura. ”

If it weren't for Li Yunsheng suddenly taking out a Polaroid from his sleeve, his serious appearance made Jiang Qingying almost believe it.

With the sound of the shutter being pressed, the paper was slowly pushed out of the Polaroid.

Jiang Qingying saw Li Yunsheng take out something she had never seen before, and immediately raised her arm defensively.

"What are you going to do, don't come here!"