Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

In a blink of an eye, Nangong Jing had grown into a young man, and the ministers began to ask him to choose a concubine. Even though he was unwilling in every possible way, it was his responsibility to have a successor to take over the great country.

So, he promised to be the queen, but he only took one scoop, and the daughter of any official could enter the palace as a candidate, but he would only choose a queen he liked.

Don't even talk about concubines or anything.

Every sentence that is not angry but powerful makes the ministers dare not disobey, and everyone wants to send their most beautiful daughters here.

If he can be selected, he will be favored alone, not only honoring his ancestors, but also not needing Gongdou, why not?

So, after setting the date, the mighty audition began. First of all, she must be the daughter of an official, and second, she must be from the upper class in appearance.

The ten high-ranking ministers voted together, half of them were veterans and half of them were new officials, to ensure absolute fairness, justice, and openness.

After the beauty is passed, there are talents, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, singing and dancing, literary and martial arts, dancing knives and guns, no matter what talent you have, you have to compare it...

In this way, another group was selected, and finally there were twenty women standing in front of Nangong Jing, all of them looked like immortals, but in his eyes, they were all the same, without any difference.

Because they couldn't be selected at once, they were allowed to live in the palace first.

Nangong Jing likes to soak in hot springs, especially when he is tired. One day, when he was soaking in hot springs, a young eunuch was ordered to deliver soup. Because he lost his way, he was so frightened that he kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.

After seeing his face clearly, Jian Junxi's face was as pale as paper, and his throat rolled unconsciously...

That little eunuch turned out to be her!

The person in front of her has slender eyebrows like a marriage, her pink face is like the morning glow reflecting the snow, her panting breath is like an orchid, her tearful eyes are as seductive as the moon reflected in the water, and her thin lips feel like cotton It's as soft as sugar, and you just want to eat it when you look at it.

He didn't know what was going on, so he subconsciously grabbed his hand, dragged it into the hot spring, and kissed it.

The little eunuch was stunned, and realized that he was being frivolous and wanted to resist, only to find that he was pinned down and unable to move.

Nangong Jing unbuttoned his clothes only to find out that this was a woman, and her chaotic brain seemed to be poured with ice water, and she instantly sobered up.

Jian Junxi didn't have the face to look at himself, so he turned his head away silently.

Don't even think about it, she also knows that Nangong Jing is most likely to be smug, using power to overwhelm others, forcing them to be nice to him.

That's true, but there are also things she didn't expect...

In order to take this little eunuch as queen, Nangong Jing did not hesitate to confront all the ministers. He himself felt that he was crazy, but he couldn't tell why?I have an indescribable liking for this little eunuch.

However, the little eunuch has a stubborn personality. No matter what method Nangong Jing uses, she just doesn't agree to be his queen, and she is even more unwilling to serve him in bed. In addition, everyone is against it, and the matter has been delayed for another two years.

Sincerity is as good as gold and stone, Nangong Jing has a lot of patience, bit by bit to touch his heart that will not be easily shaken, the little eunuch's eyes began to flicker and waver when he saw him.

Nangong Jing thought she just couldn't make up her mind, so she took her into her arms with a gentle face, and didn't see the sharp knife in the little eunuch's hand.

He said love words to coax her, and her tears flowed out uncontrollably. After saying "I'm sorry", she stabbed the sharp knife into his back...

Nangong Jing's face was as pale as paper, and the pain in her body was less than one ten-thousandth of the pain in her heart.