After Shu Ange finished speaking, he chuckled lightly, and there seemed to be stars rolling in his eyes, bright and moving.

"If there is no mirror to accompany me, what is the use of me asking for good fortune."

Xuanjing didn't take Shu Ange into his arms, he called out to Mochizuki in a low voice, and soon hurriedly said as if he was burned by fire: "Your Majesty cultivates your body well, and the poor monk will retire first." ”

Seeing him flee and leave, Shu Ange leaned his body on the pillow, the curtain fell, and there was only a sigh after all.

Even though Xuanjing didn't say anything, after he left, the system beep sounded again said it all.

"Opinion 54."

Shu Ange repeated, and his mind repeatedly projected Xuanjing's panicked expression when he left.

He is no longer like a Buddha statue sitting on the lotus platform, noble and unstained with dust, and because of her, he is stained with seven emotions and six desires.

Is it really okay to do happy things with people who are destined, regardless of whether it is a catastrophe or fate?

The illness came like a mountain, and the illness went like a thread, Shu Ange's illness dragged on for four or five days, but she fought the second day and used rouge gouache to mediate her complexion.

The country can't be without a king for a day, and after Shu Ange fell ill, he really understood how heavy this sentence was.

She just didn't go to court for a day, and there was a lot of backlog in the government, busy opening the market in the east, busy with relatives in the west, busy with the draft in the capital, and drought in the north.

Shu Ange is really glad that the south side is still smooth and rainy, and there is no flood.

She was sick to deal with the government affairs, and the ministers of the DPRK and China also knew each other, so she did not forcibly urge the draft at this important juncture.

This came and went, and it dragged on until mid-July, seeing that the summer was about to pass, and Shu Ange's body was completely healthy, so the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Ministry of Rites cautiously submitted the draft list that had been selected several times.

During this period, there were several things that happened, some good and some bad, the best is the alliance, the empress of the Thousand Flowers Country has already agreed, only waiting for a private agreement, send an envoy to the Qingluo country to discuss in detail.

Again, there is another good thing related to Qingluan, Shu Ange didn't expect that when she saw her off, she said that Qingluan really married the legendary young monarch with the color of a captivating city.

As soon as she learned the news, Shu Ange couldn't wait to put on her wings, catch Qingluan and ask how she moved the hearts of beauties.

While being happy for Qingluan, Shu Ange also sighed, pitiful for her self-awareness and appearance, but she didn't expect that in the end, she didn't have the courage to defeat many competitors and win the beauty.

There are good things and there are naturally bad things, Shu Ange touched the melon, thoroughly investigated the case of aphrodisiac incense, and finally followed the clues to find Yingyang Wang Yunliansheng, the last time the beauty broke into the bath, there was also Rong Wang Yunlianya's handwriting.

Shu Ange wanted to use the crime of peeping into the palace to send King Rong down, and it was also a small punishment and a big commandment, so that Yun Liansheng would have a wake-up call.

Who knew that after Yun Lianya heard the news, she pleaded guilty, burst into tears, and kept mentioning the first king, saying that she was just afraid that Shu Ange would not have a person around her who knew cold and hot, so she made this decision.

Yun Lianya took the blame and brought out the first king, if Shu Ange punished again, it would inevitably be rumored that she was unkind, and she could only watch her suffer a dumb loss by retreating.

As for Yun Liansheng, it is a matter of Xuanjing's name, even if Shu Ange hates him in his heart, he can't take advantage of this matter to attack him, and let him get away with it in vain.

Shu Ange couldn't swallow this breath, and decided to teach this pair of ambitious sisters and brothers a good lesson at the Hundred Flowers Banquet.

The Hundred Flowers Banquet is tomorrow, Shu Ange's eyes flickered, and he had already paid attention.

【One Sentence Small Theater】

Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road.

Qingluan dismounted and knelt on one knee to salute.

An Ge's eyes were blank, and he said seriously: "Qingluan is worthy of being the pillar of the country, come, come and tell me how you killed the Quartet and hugged the beauty." ”

Qingluan's face was expressionless: "Talk less, live well, eat less." ”

Ange: "......"

(Note: The score given by everyone's evaluation is higher, otherwise the blue bridge will cry while hugging your thighs!!) The nest should be ten! }