He was not flustered, and said calmly and confidently, "I don't want to see the shadow of the Queen Mother in you. [26nbsp;]"
"..."
I see.
Sometimes, she is the Queen Mother - the Queen Mother is her.
He was afraid of even the Queen Mother's shadow.
This man, I really don’t know whether to say he has no talent or what.
The Empress Dowager's body was still cold, and he was afraid that it would become like this.
"Between me and the Queen Mother...Shui Lian, when you get married, I will be your wedding host. Although the third prince already has a wife, he will never let you down."
The extravagant hopes she had had were completely shattered.
But like a trapped animal fighting, he still refused to give up: "Your Majesty, apart from the Third Prince, has anyone looked for you?"
"what do you mean?"
She risked her life: "I want you to be your concubine or something like that..."
He became interested and made another puff.
This laughter is still weird.
"I didn't know you were so popular, Shui Lian. Why, is there any other man who I don't know is interested in you???"
She was completely defeated.
Shui Lian was lying on the bed. She had been suffering from insomnia recently.
My body felt cold and hot for a while, and it turned out that my aunt was here.
When your aunt came to see you once a month, you were an innocent little loli; one year, your aunt didn't come for nearly a year, and you turned into a hot mom; until one year, your aunt never came again,
You know, the most glorious time in life has passed, it’s time to slow down and take in the scenery. It turns out that my aunt is also the mark of time.
She didn't know where her time scale had reached.
Just unwilling.
In the middle of the night, she struggled to get up.
That night, it started to rain lightly, and the autumn cold became deep overnight.
Regardless of the cold, she quietly came to the small dark room.
My hand touched the door handle. I was still holding on to some illusions, but then I felt a chill in my heart: the door was ajar...there was no one...the scumbag was gone...
If he doesn't leave and stays here, he will definitely not be the Third Prince.
But, he left.
After confessing his love to the emperor, of course he no longer had to sneak around in this dark and uninhabited place. Now, he could return to the palace comfortably, lie on his splendid bed, just waiting to enjoy her...
Concubine!!!
What a terrible word.
Marry, marry, the word "marriage" is already very scary - let alone marrying someone to be a little wife... it's boring!!!