Wei Xiaodie didn't stop there.

Deformed love will not end well!

And in this world, feelings are extremely fragile things.

As long as she uses a little means, she can make His Royal Highness the prince calm down again.

She firmly believed in this, and even if the palace door was locked, she found a relationship and secretly left the palace that night.

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Therefore, a few days later, when the fairy reviewed the folds, she was surprised to find that her courtiers were not afraid of her?

Look, what are these people's twists and turns written about, and they actually let her be drafted. And it doesn't matter if you choose a concubine or a male favorite, as long as the harem is not empty.

Oh my God, they dare to interfere in the tyrant's harem.

It's all crazy.

Are you really not afraid of dying?

Of course, the ministers are not crazy, they just listened to Wei Xiaodie's words, as long as the goal of overthrowing the tyrant imperial power can be achieved in the end, then it doesn't matter what the process is.

The fairy refuted all the suggestions for the emperor's draft, and then more drafts were presented, and there were also some portraits of men and women......

It's really poisonous!

The immortal fell a fold, just at this time Zhan Ting was walking over, but his footsteps stopped abruptly, and his eyes fell on the portrait attached to the fold.

The portrait was a handsome and beautiful man, and the line of red letters at the bottom made Zhan Ting's eyelashes tremble.

The only son of Prime Minister Zuo, X Yu, 18 years old......

The fold reads:

The emptiness of the Liu Kingdom is really a bad omen, please Your Majesty to accept the harem and spread the branches and leaves for the royal family to determine the world.

Even if His Majesty prefers men, we will not put our beaks in the slightest, and offer them in person.

Zhan Ting suddenly clenched the Buddha beads, and his figure stepped back, not disturbing the immortal behind the table.

He turned around and walked out of the dormitory, and the palace people bent down one after another and called: "Master Guoshi." ”

Now Zhan Ting is a big celebrity in the palace, and everyone knows that since he chanted the scriptures day and night beside the tyrant, the tyrant has become a lot less murderous.

But no one knows what kind of ambiguity and entanglement are hidden behind the sound of chanting every night.

Zhan Ting bowed his head all the way, and finally walked alone to the shadow at the back of the palace.

The pure-hearted monk rested his forehead against the vermilion wall, and was silent for a long time, and then he raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of scarlet and depressed eyes.

The world says that Xianxian is a tyrant, but during the time he accompanied her, he knew how diligent she was. If such an emperor is born in troubled times, he must be a hero who unifies the world, even if she is a daughter.

Because of this, she is a girl, she will not have a harem but she can have a male pet.

With her diligent government and love for the people, and her iron-blooded rulership, who in the whole world will not surrender to her knees? Who wouldn't help her keep a secret?

What to do......

After just one glance at the song, he only knew that she had the possibility of accepting a 'concubine', and jealousy consumed his heart, making him want to go crazy, something roaring in his heart, what emotions were disturbing his mind, making him uneasy.

What a high monk or a national teacher, everything about him was given by her, so he seemed cold, but in his heart he humbly begged for her affection, and humbly felt that he was nothing good at all.

"Immortal ......"

The murmur came from the monk's lips, dazed and frantically frenzied.

The corners of his forehead were flushed red by the wall, and a mark was cut by the rubble that came out of the vermilion wall, and his pale and beautiful complexion became gorgeous and treacherous.

Half-ringing, a low smile overflowed from Zhan Ting's lips.

"Have you been lying to me?"

In fact.

He is not a pure-hearted monk at all.

He's a madman!

It can be seen from the fact that he was able to take out the dagger and try to kill the immortal at that time.

It's just that the hidden ambition that was once hidden in the bottom of my heart was only released at this time.

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