For the first time, the Queen Mother discovered that her emperor could be so wise.

What's wrong with sleeping in the same bed?

It was just Master Zhanting chanting for her to sleep.

What kind of broken sleeves, deformed love, it's all brain overfill, and the relationship between them is so innocent that it can't be innocent anymore.

As for how to solve this matter next......

The smile in the immortal's eyes precipitated into a thick coldness, and he waved his sleeves to look at the carved hollow palace door and said, "Someone!" ”

A group of palace people immediately pushed the door and rushed in, and the five bodies threw themselves on the ground to offer the highest respect to the immortals.

And His Majesty, the tyrant who is high up in their Liu Kingdom, has a cold voice, and every word is majestic and profound, which can touch people's heartstrings more than the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

"Spread my word, I have been riddled with nightmares recently, fortunately Master Zhanting chanted to help me sleep, I am like a treasure, and Master Zhanting is specially named the national teacher of Liu Country to protect the country!"

"As for those who dare to bewitch the public in the palace and slander me and the master's reputation...... Shoot and kill! ”

"Ruoer and the others will report the list of palace people who spread rumors, as long as it is true, then the official will worship the seven products, and the reward will be ten thousand dollars in gold and silver, and the slave will be eliminated!"

“…… Chin this! ”

Profit and lust are temptations that are difficult for everyone in the world to resist.

The palace people who came in breathed slightly, and they threw themselves even more into the ground, surrendering to their terrible tyrant who was good at playing with people's hearts.

Then everyone received the order, and the spies who hid in the palace and guided public opinion in the palace were immediately caught, and they all wailed angrily, shouting why they were all spies, and they were betrayed? !

Then, in a vicious voice, he shouted, "The tyrant will die!" During the slogan, the fairy waved his sleeves lightly and calmly left Cining Palace.

- Even if you want to die, you are one step ahead of this palace. It's good to go, but not to send.

The dazzling golden sunlight fell on the delicate and cold face of the fairy.

She gently pushed the door open and returned to the dormitory.

The air is filled with the seemingly non-existent contemplative Zen incense, intertwined with the noble imperial ambergris, hiding all the traces of the girl's coming.

Zhan Ting held a volume of Buddhist scriptures in his hand, and sat on the purple gold couch in the hall, he was still wearing a red robe, but the hem of the robe was rolling with gold edges, showing the noble status of the monk and the national teacher.

Long before the immortal came back, her will had been conveyed, Zhan Ting was waiting for the palace people to bathe and change clothes, put on more noble clothes, and a string of white jade Buddha beads fell on his chest, rippling slightly.

"Your Majesty."

Seeing the immortal walk in, Zhan Ting put down the Buddhist scriptures and got up, with a complication hidden in his drooping eyes.

"Brother Huang, do you know what I wanted to do when I first saw you?"

I miss you, I miss you.

"What?" The handsome monk looked at the tyrant who came over, and his pale face was just the right amount of doubt.

"I want to hold in front of you the most noble thing in the world."

The girl emperor chuckled, and her voice was indistinguishable:

"I won't let you bear any stigma, so, my national teacher, chant for me tonight and help me sleep."

The body of the immortal has been practicing martial arts all year round, so it is only one drop lower than Zhan Ting, let her lean over slightly, and she can kiss the soft and pale lips of the monk, just like a pure pear blossom in spring, immortal and desired.

"And wait until the right time—"

"Zhan Ting, are you willing to give me a makeover and be my queen?" A smile and whispering weaved a beautiful dream in Zhan Ting's ears, making Zhan Ting's clenched fist in his sleeve suddenly loosen.

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