Hilarious and unscrupulous concubine: My princess loves money too much

"Uh, Your Majesty, in fact, I've been preparing for a long time, and I'm short of some performers. As long as everything is ready, I will notify you immediately."

"Yeah, hurry up, if you do well and make me happy, I will make you the princess."

The emperor had thought about it, Jin Luoluo would be his daughter-in-law sooner or later, and it would not look good for the daughter of a merchant to marry the prince.

Just reward her as a princess, but this girl can't give her too much sweetness, otherwise she will easily gain an inch. Now use this excuse to let her work hard to please herself, and then seal it to her.

"Princess? Is the status high enough? Is it enough to be a prime minister?" [

The emperor is funny, a girl is a girl, and a child has a heart.

"Of course it's high. From the rank of the first rank, if you say it's high or not, the minister's daughter is not included in the rank."

Haha, this woman Yang Ruoyao is not dead yet, when she becomes the princess, she will be forced to kneel down for it.

"Oh, is there any fiefdom that rewards slaves with gold and silver!" Jin Luoluo was even more delighted.

"There are all grade rewards from the princess, and your reward is indispensable."

Jin Luoluo struggled a few times, looked up at the emperor as if death was at home: "Okay, I'll just reluctantly become a princess."

The emperor's black line, he got cheap and acted like a good boy, as if he forced her to be her.

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Although in the main hall, Jin Luoluo said that the preparations are almost the same, in fact, the issue of male and female models is still pending.

This is a big nerve-wracking thing.

Jin Luoluo pushed Xiao Luo's wheelchair and walked slowly on the palace road.

"Luoluo, do you want to push me into the water?" Xiao Luo's helpless voice drifted into the ears of Jin Luoluo, whose soul was flying to the sky.

Jin Luoluo came back to her senses and saw that she had pushed the wheelchair directly to the edge of the lake and kept pushing forward. She quickly turned around and pushed towards the road next to her.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm thinking about something!"

"What are you thinking about so preoccupied? Are you in any trouble? Maybe I can help you."

Xiao Luo's silky and elegant voice is like gentle morning dew, slowly nourishing people's hearts.