She is still the same old style - the same old style; but what can I do? The oldest plot is always the most useful; just like before the father's tomb, a word was enough to knock herself down.
Such a cruel and indifferent woman.
"When you don't have enough power, you will push me away; when you have great power, you will find the ministers to threaten me."
"Fangfei, I'm not threatening you..."
"No? What do the ministers outside say?"
She took another step, so close that the breath from her mouth almost entered his mouth.
It is faint, in autumn, the cold blue smoke can be seen.
"You have made me a chaste Queen Mother; hahaha, it's great, the widowed Queen Mother, a model admired by the people; now, our great and wise Majesty, will personally break this statue and let this statue fall completely.
The fire died in the husband's life and remarried the son of his ex-husband. Your Majesty, guess what will your people talk about you? Or, how long will you abandon me after you win?"
Emperor Hongwen couldn't help but clench his fists.
Fangfei was not afraid: "I forgot that you are Xianbei people and don't care; but, Your Majesty, when you hug your father's queen, are you so proud and confident in your heart, thinking about your father's emperor
How shame is coming from the nine fountains, the pleasure of revenge…”
The word "sensation" fell on her throat and her mouth was sealed.
A breath suffocated in her throat. She widened her eyes, but to no avail. Her body was lifted up. He hugged her like that, hugged her hard, kissed her hard, and stabbed her completely with the kiss as a weapon.
My heart blocked her from talking nonstop.
That's the only way to deal with women.
He didn't know before, but now he learned it without a teacher.
It’s useless to pity that she struggles and spins, it’s all right. In his arms, she is imprisoned, unable to breathe, unable to recognize, and even her thinking is completely confused.