Let’s just say that Mu Zi is not suitable to be a king. With his temper, I don’t know when Mu will be killed by him.
Ah, ah, how could God arrange for such a person to ascend the throne? He was always more suitable to be a common man who spent three days fishing and two days drying nets.
Is this how she will spend her days in the future, reminding Muzi all day long that she cannot do this and that she must think carefully about that?
Qiucao is really speechless as she asks the sky.
"Anyway..."[
"No matter what!" Qiucao said with a serious face, "Anyway, you are not allowed to touch a hair of those ministers, otherwise I will divorce you!"
"Queen, I am doing this for your own good..." Mu Zi looked aggrieved.
"I'm doing this for your own good too!" Qiucao looked at his eyes that were wandering around, and knew that he must be secretly planning something detrimental to those ministers.
No! She must find a way to suppress this person's idea of taking the kingdom of Mu for fun. She doesn't want to become a subjugated queen in the future, tears.
Qiucao took a deep breath, sat up with her body propped up, and woke up Xiao Hong, who was lying on the edge of the bed sleeping like a dead pig, "Xiao Hong, go get some paper and pen."
"Paper? Pen? Oh." Xiaohong opened her eyes, her eyes were filled with mist, and the shaky way she walked showed that she hadn't fully woken up from her dream, but she didn't make any mistakes at all, and she grabbed the paper and pen correctly.