The emperor looked at the people on the seat, dressed in plain blue palace clothes, only a few strands of tassels as decorations, a little powder, and his expression was indifferent.

Suddenly felt so strange, and the memory of the aura of the woman can no longer overlap, the harem is really a big dye vat, no matter how pure and beautiful the woman has become a woman who has become a strange woman, a delicate smile suddenly appeared in his mind, smiling like a lily pure, fawn-like smart eyes, this woman, I hope she is as simple as ever.

'Lu Qingge, this is the last name I call you, in the future, you will be the queen mother of the power of the sect, and I am just a puppet emperor. ’

Junziyue's voice was flat, his eyes were indifferent, and he looked at her and saluted.

'Sons retire, queen mother. ’

I don't look at the person on top, Junzi Yue has already left.

'Host, the male host's hatred value is minus 50, for a total of 30. The system said.

Jing Ruhua didn't speak, nor did she ask why.

Once a man lets go, not only does he not love anymore, but he will not hate anymore, just like a stranger, without the slightest emotion, and 30 points of hatred, horror, is just his unwillingness to be the puppet emperor.

The former gentleman loved and hated Lu Qingge, loved the woman who said to him that I am Pu Wei and you are a rock, and hated the woman who entered the palace as a concubine, Pu Wei floated away, and broke her oath.

And now Lu Qingge is picturesque, the Empress Dowager Lu of the Zongguo, and the queen mother of Jun Ziyue, who is no longer the youth of him and her.

Jun is already the emperor of the Ninety-Five, and the concubine has flown out of the sky.

Jing Ruhua touched the coldness on her cheeks, was that sadness just now the reaction of the original owner's body?

'Host, Lu Qingge's soul is gone, her body still loves Jun Ziyue, and her body memory still remains. The system explained.

Some people still have memories of their various organs after death, such as the heart and eyes, and after modern heart transplants and cornea transplants, the transplanted person usually feels the feelings of the original body.

Although Lu Qingge died, after her body was occupied by Jing Ruhua, her deep love in the bone marrow still remained in her body, and turned into a piece of loess with her body.

'What is love?' Jing Ruhua didn't know whether to ask herself or the system, and her indifferent voice echoed in the empty hall.

She doesn't understand, what is love like? So many men and women flock to it, she has never experienced it, and she does not want to experience it.

'Host, don't try, it's getting in the way of the mission. The system is afraid that she will also fall in love during the mission, like other hosts, and the progress of the mission will be affected by the characters in the plot.

'Hehe, it's been so many years, and he's also an old monster, and he doesn't think about love and love. Jing Ruhua shook her head with a smile and wiped the tears from her face, really, she hadn't cried for hundreds of years.

It wasn't that she was sad, but through this body, she felt the pain and cold tears running down her cheeks.

It really made her feel like she couldn't put it into words.

'Host, let's hurry up and end the mission. The system is a little worried, and the world seems to be unsuitable for the host.

'Hmm. ’

'Comfrey. The scenery is picturesque.

'Master. A woman in a purple palace dress fell silently from the beams of the room.

'Come here. Jing Ruhua whispered in her ear.

'Yes, master. As when she came, the woman in the palace costume disappeared quietly.

The Queen Mother has eight maidservants, Angelica Angelica, Ginkgo Seed, White Wood, White Peony, Comfrey, Wisteria, Purple Shell, Purple Pearl, all of whom are extraordinary.

But no one knows, they're just puppets.