Being an emperor is not as glamorous as it seems, and if you are diligent and diligent, you cannot be called a good emperor. Once you stop for a few days, the name of a faint emperor will naturally be attached to you, and you can't take it off even if you want to.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Qin Shi walking in. Qin Zhaotian didn't even raise his head. He pulled out a gold-encrusted post and threw it away.
"Prince, trouble is coming. This matter is giving me a headache. You can go and solve it."
The pen tip in his hand paused for a moment, and the emperor suddenly smiled like a child, his gray eyes full of narrowness, "I don't care how you get angry after reading this, but there is one thing, don't let the blood burst into my dragon robe.
superior."
Qin Shi's face immediately turned cold.[
Because he noticed that the emblem on the post did not belong to any family in Fengming. Looking horizontally and vertically, it looked somewhat similar to Xuanyuan Xiao's slutty totem.
Judging from past experience, as long as you have a relationship with him, nothing good will happen.
This time is probably no exception.
Qin Zhaotian finished writing quickly with a few strokes.
He immediately threw the other memorials aside, took his tea bowl, and walked slowly toward the door.
He chose a good location where it was easy to enter and retreat, waited for the prince to finish reading, and then lifted the roof of Beiyu's study room.
"Fuck-" a roar came belatedly.
Rare swear words, full of confidence.
The exquisite post was held in the palm of Qin Shi's hand. Although it was made of gold foil, it was easily deformed and lost its original beauty.
"I'm in trouble and I don't know how to deal with it. Prince, what do you think? How should I reply?"
"I also know that this Charming King is too arrogant and actually picks other people's hearts to plunder. But if you don't want to start a fight right away, you still have to think of a suitable word to say no."