Playing to the death and cheating on you

He didn't panic, and with a confident look, he said frankly: "I don't want to see the shadow of the Queen Mother from you. 【26nbsp;】"

"..."

I see.

Sometimes, she is the Queen Mother—and the Queen Mother is her.

Even the shadow of the Queen Mother, he is afraid.

This man, I really don't know whether to say that he has no seeds or what.

The empress dowager's body was still not cold, so he was afraid that it would be like this.

"Between me and the queen mother... Shui Lian, when you get married, I will be your officiant. Although the third prince already has a concubine, he will never let you down."

The extravagant hope she had in her heart was completely shattered.

But it was like a fight between trapped beasts, still unwilling to give up: "Your Majesty, besides the Third Prince, has anyone else looked for you?"

"what do you mean?"

She went all out: "I want you to be my concubine or something..."

He became interested and made another puff.

This laughter is still very strange.

"I didn't know that you, Shui Lian, were so popular. Why, is there any other man that I don't know who is interested in you???"

She was completely defeated.

Shui Lian was lying on the bed, she suffered from insomnia recently.

The body was cold for a while, and then it was hot for a while, and it was really my aunt who came.

When my aunt came to see you once a month, you were a pure little loli; one year, my aunt didn't come for nearly a year, and you turned into a hot mom; until one year, my aunt never came again, You know, the most glorious time in life has passed, and you have to put down your feet and look at the scenery slowly.It turns out that the aunt is also the scale of time.

She didn't know where her time scale was going.

Just not reconciled.

In the middle of the night, she struggled to get up.

That night, there was a light rain, and the autumn cold was deep overnight.

Regardless of the cold, she quietly came to the small black room.

Touching the doorknob with my hand, I still had a little fantasy at first, but then my heart was chilled: the door was ajar...no one...the scumbag left...

If he doesn't leave and stays here, he is definitely not the Third Prince.

But, he's gone.

After confessing his passion to the emperor, he certainly didn't need to stay in this dark and uninhabited place in a sneaky way.Now, he can comfortably go back to the palace, lie on his resplendent bed, just waiting to enjoy her...

Concubine! ! !

What a terrible word.

Marry, marry, the word "marry" is already terrible - not to mention marrying to be a concubine... boring! ! !

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