The Queen looked at Jiyue Zimo unwillingly, she despised herself and the imperial power, I will not let her off lightly.
"I say, Queen, it's best for you to find a way to protect yourself, do you understand?"
Come on, if you fight with me, Jiyue Zimo, you will die miserably, okay? Do you want someone to prepare a coffin for you in advance? If you die in the position of the empress, can you still be buried in the imperial mausoleum?
If you unfortunately die in the cold palace, you can only be thrown into the well casually.
"We'll see."
"Please."
It's true that she didn't eat the toast and was given the penalty drink. She took good care of her and reminded her with good intentions, just because she was afraid that one day she wouldn't be able to hold back her anger and hit her too hard. In the end, she was fine. It doesn't matter, so it doesn't matter to me anyway.
It’s not me who’s in pain, and it’s not me who’s hurt.
"Can you please stop being so arrogant?"
Duanmushu's face was full of helplessness, was it right or wrong to leave her behind? She was so angry that her mother had to be supported when she walked.
"Shu Er, she is the murderer of your mother."
Jiyue Zimo said lightly. The mother wanted to help him solve this problem at once last time, but was disturbed by the appearance of Jun Fanyin. Unexpectedly, Jun Fanyin, the supreme king of the demon world, also had something he couldn't handle.
"You are talking nonsense."
Duanmushu heard what Jiyue Zimo said and quickly denied it. Over the years, she had been trying every means to avenge her mother, but she suffered from the fact that her enemy never showed up. Why on earth could she say that the empress was that person.
"Okay, just believe my nonsense."
Anyway, in Duanmushu's heart, he also had the answer, but he just refused to believe it. This kid, living in the palace, doesn't know how dangerous it is for women in the harem to compete for favor?
Those flower-like women, if they want to stand at the highest point of power, side by side with the emperor, they have to step on the bones of countless women. This is a fact that can never be changed for thousands of years.
Jiyue Zimo fell asleep in a daze. Vaguely, she seemed to be in a paradise. The people there lived and worked in peace and contentment. Everyone had a happy smile on their face. The houses were hidden among the green trees and red flowers.
In the midst of it, there was smoke from the cooking pots and children playing, it was such a beautiful time.
"Hey, wake up."
Duanmushu gently pushed Jiyue Zimo, who looked happy. What was she thinking? There was such a happy smile on her face, and there was drooling at the corner of her mouth.
"You're crazy, you didn't see me sleeping."
Jiyue Zimo looked unhappy when her dream was disturbed. The feeling in the dream just now was really comfortable, but this damn Duanmushu didn't come sooner or later. He had to wait for others to see the lover of his dreams.
It only appears when it looks like.
"Drooling."
Duanmushu said softly, pointing at the saliva at the corner of Jiyue Zimo's mouth and smiling suppressedly.
Tch, it’s none of your business.”
Jiyue Zimo wiped it off twice, is it so embarrassing? I actually drooled over the back of a man in my dream, my God, when did I, Jiyue Zimo, become such a nymphomaniac.
"Well, it's time to eat."
Duanmushu liked this demon a little. She was different from other women. She was straightforward and outspoken. Most importantly, she had no scheming and was as pure as a piece of white paper.
"I won't eat, you continue to sleep and don't disturb me."
