Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

After a long silence, the emperor on the throne slowly opened:

"Qing feels that the disposal before the sputum is wrong?"

The low voice is like a thunder bomb, which is heard in everyone's ears.

The servant’s heart is not good, and the subconscious is going to plead guilty.

But the emperor’s next sentence nailed him to his place:

"Ai Qing teaches so much, it is better to teach well, how to be the emperor?"

The assistant's knee was soft and he slammed his knees.

Not only him, the ministers in the hall shouted and slammed the ground.

There are some clever ministers, and I guess that most of my majesty is going to get angry.

But no one expected that his Majesty would be so angry.

Even such disheartening words have spoken out.

"Take it down." Hui Zong closed his eyes and whispered.

Take it down, take it wherever you go, take it with you, and don't dare to think about it.

However, everyone knows that after this incident, this Yandu will no longer have this assistant.

The servant knew that he was finished, and he subconsciously looked at his back.

Fu Wang stood there expressionlessly, never even looked at him.

The ambassador was cold and cold, knowing that he had become abandon.

But he didn't dare to say anything, because his wife was pinched in his hands and only slammed his head.

The assistant franc was taken down by the ban, and no one in the middle of the country dared to speak.

Zhao Yi looked at the people on the dragon chair.

He underestimated the status of Yan Wang in the heart of his father.

He is very clear that Hui Zong is really angry, not because the assistant servant is clever, but his suggestion - to send Yan Wang to guard the imperial tomb.

Huidi is reluctant.

Even if he knew that Yan Wang cursed himself to die early, he would not be willing to really abolish his life.

Zhao Yi hangs his head and his sleeves are pinched together.

He is jealous.

This royal, it should have been ruthless.

Yan Wang and Hui Zong, such a ridiculous father and son, should not exist at all.

Why, what other people can't get, can he get Zhao Zhao?

Wait, he will prove it with action.

Ruthlessness is the normal mode of getting along with Heaven.

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In the small courtyard of the cold palace.

Azhao and Zhao Wei are using lunch.

Obviously, the previous one of Bei Dingwang played a role.

The lunch of the two is already exquisite and rich compared to yesterday.

Two dishes and one soup, one meal and two vegetarian dishes, fresh ingredients and sufficient amount.

Although it is no match for the past days of the two, it is already a rare dish for the people in the cold palace.

Aside from other chefs who don’t count, the imperial kitchen, even if it’s a hit, cooking is not something that ordinary people can compare.

Azhao is still happy to eat.

Zhao Zhao looked at A Zhao, who was satisfied on the face, but his heart was a bit complicated.

In particular, I know that after the other party came to the cold palace for his own [fog], Zhao Xin felt that she could not hold her.

"Wang Hao, I let you suffer," he said softly.

Azhao is drinking soup, and suddenly heard this sentence without a head, some puzzled, staring at Zhao Wei with a pair of black eyes and doubts.

However, she quickly remembered her own set of people, put down the bowl in her hand, and said faintly: "This is my own choice, no bitterness."

Zhao Wei automatically translated this as: I am willing to follow you.

For a moment, he was even moved, and he was about to say some soft words. Ah Zhao suddenly said:

"Zhao Wei, the witchcraft is not what you do, I am very clear."

Zhao Yiyi.

This is the first time that the two men came to this cold palace to talk about this topic.