Her Majesty has never been so persuaded.

"It's not my fault, I didn't know they would make this!"

The Prime Minister Xue Yi just smiled, his fingers closed and pinched a sleeve of his clothes, his thick and thick eyelashes drooped lightly, covering the complex emotions in the dark eyes.

The fuchsia lips lightly opened, and uttered two words, "Really?"

Means unknown.

"..." Chu Yanhuan was a little confused, really, although he was very happy to counterattack.

But when I think of the other days...

After being pressed down on the wrist countless times, the young man's low-magnetic and clear voice sounded vaguely in his ears, "Goodbye, the teacher loves you..."

Chu Yanhuan burst into tears.

You have to fill the pits you dug yourself on your knees.

The beautiful prime minister in Xueyi looked at Chu Yanhuan for a while, suddenly smiled, and walked towards her slowly.

Stretched out his white and slender hand from the cuff, gently grasped the female emperor’s wrist, the young cherry red lips lightly opened, "Weichen has something to consult with your majesty, please move to the study room."

Said it was high-sounding.

Then the noble and glamorous Queen was dragged away by the Prime Minister Xueyi.

It was very windy that day, and your Majesty walked peacefully.

(?﹏?)

Go to court the next day.

Her Majesty, who was sitting high on the throne, slept all the way.

Until the prime minister's cold voice sounded, his tone was inexplicably dangerous, "Your Majesty, what do you think of Master Zhou?"

Chu Yanhuan was awakened suddenly: "??"

She was silent for a while, and said with a solemn voice, "I would like Master Zhou to say it again."

Then, Mr. Zhou, who had a moustache on his mouth, began to talk endlessly.

"The minister feels that opening branches and leaves for the royal family is something your majesty should do, so as to make my great Chu country long..."

Chu Yanhuan, who became impatient with hearing, frowned and raised her hand to interrupt this person, "So what are you going to say, Lord Zhou?"

Lord Zhou was choked for a while, then folded his hands and leaned over, "Please also your Majesty to hold a draft, enrich the harem, and open up the branches and leaves for me soon!"

The utterly loud words made Her Majesty the Queen's back chill.

Fuck, another one who wants to murder her!

Chu Yanhuan didn't dare to turn to look at Shen Qingjue's face now.

After thinking about it, she was still ready to kick the ball to the beauty prime minister.

"Shen Xiang, what do you think of this matter?"

Xueyi's beautiful prime minister smiled and spoke lightly, "Return to your majesty, the minister feels that your majesty is still young, and it is not suitable to extend the heirs."

Then, he changed his voice, "It's that Lord Zhou is forty, but there is only one woman under his knee... The Minister implores His Majesty to give him two concubines to continue the incense."

Her Majesty was shocked.

This... is so cruel!

Who didn't know that the wife of Master Zhou was extremely jealous.

And this week, my lord, it is fearful again.

Then, under the swooshing eyes of the beauty prime minister, Her Majesty the Empress bit her head and laid down such a decree.

Then, Lord Zhou, who led the two concubines back that day, was said to be punished to kneel outside the door.

Kneeled all night.

...

After drinking two cups of tea, the empress glanced at the person in front of her with an inexplicable look. She made a conclusion, "You are a bit familiar."

If this person only looks at his face, it is stunning.

A sharp arc is drawn on the brow peak, and the long and narrow eyes are as deep as the night sky, and it seems that there are peach blossoms in it.

The unrestrained and unrestrained look between the eyebrows, at first glance, is the kind of people who are happy.

The black hair is high, and the waist wears double knives.

The young guest in red.

Hearing this, the man smiled at Chu Yan and approached her two steps, "Your Majesty."

This voice sounds familiar, but her Majesty didn’t have time to think, so she raised her white hand, "Don’t, don’t come close to me!"

She hardly dared to look at other beauties now, it was really the little wife who was too... virtuous.

She was so virtuous that she gritted her teeth so that she felt her brain hurt when she saw other beautiful women.