Chapter 247: The Princess of the Fallen Kingdom 57
Yue Sijue went down to the court and changed into a black dragon robe, showing an even more cold and indifferent look, with domineering and ruthless eyes.
Wherever he went, the people in the palace were as silent as a cicada, and no one dared to peek at the emperor.
"God bless you." Yue Sijue walked to the throne and nodded gently towards her.
Jiang You felt the arrogance of a superior person rushing towards him. The feeling of a deja vu that a domineering emperor fell in love with me appeared, which caused inexplicable discomfort.
Sure enough, power nourishes people. In his previous life, in his later years, he had lost all his power. He was completely frustrated and had an indescribable sense of decadence. Now he holds great power, is high-spirited, and looks down upon everything.
Jiang You was more looking forward to his expression after he found out that he had become a puppet. Was he shocked, angry or frightened?
Anyway, it must be wonderful.
The props produced by the system, such as pills, do not have to be consumed. You only need to select the target person and choose to use them.
Jiang exchanged the puppet pills and gave them to Yue Sijue. Now that there are no instructions given to him, he can act according to his own wishes.
Yue Sijue looked deeply at Jiang You, trying to read her emotions at the moment from her face.
She is now very different from what he remembered. She often makes some unexpected moves, and her whole person is mysterious and unpredictable, making it difficult for him to understand.
He felt a little afraid of her, but he couldn't help but feel curious, and even had a deep desire to conquer her.
The more mysterious and unreachable, the more fascinating it is.
"Ah Jue." Jiang You responded calmly.
Yue Sijue didn't see the reaction he wanted from her face, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
She doesn't care at all about the outcome of this draft, let alone whether he has another woman.
She is so confident that he will love her as always?
What gave her the wrong impression? It was his stubbornness that refused to let go.
Yue Sijue suddenly lost interest and waved. Manager Wei quickly bowed and asked, "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
"Bring me the list of beautiful ladies." Yue Sijue sat on the generous throne, looking aloof and majestic.
Manager Wei hurriedly presented the list of beautiful ladies. Yue Sijue picked up the ink pen and circled some names on it: "These should be kept in the palace, and the rest can be returned to them."
Yue Sijue circled some impressive names, and almost every major family selected a daughter for the first draft. This approach can be said to treat everyone equally, and will not be said to favor one over another.
"Your Majesty, why don't you take a look at me first?" Manager Wei glanced at the circled names and was secretly shocked.
Is this a blind selection for your majesty? Although there are almost no ugly children from aristocratic families, your majesty can definitely choose some with good taste. If you are so casual, what should you do if you don't like it in the future?
Or is it that His Majesty’s move has a deeper meaning?
Manager Wei glanced at Jiang You cryptically. Could it be that His Majesty did this deliberately to make Miss Jiang jealous?
"Mr. Wei, what are you looking at me for?" Jiang looked back openly and looked at Mr. Wei, "Is there something on my face?"
Yue Sijue glanced at him coldly. Manager Wei's knees softened and he almost knelt down.
Your Majesty, please listen to my explanation!
Afraid that Your Majesty would misunderstand that he coveted Miss Jiang, Manager Wei said with cold sweat: "Your Majesty, forgive me, Miss Jiang, I just looked at Miss Jiang's divine appearance, which actually attracted butterflies to linger, and I was fascinated for a moment...
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Yue Sijue turned around and saw a butterfly on Jiang You's shoulder, slowly flapping its gorgeous light golden wings.
The butterfly was a species I had never seen before, but it was particularly beautiful. It stayed on Jiang You's shoulder and was unwilling to leave.
Jiang stretched out her hand again, and the golden-winged butterfly moved spiritually to the back of her hand, and touched her twice lightly with its tentacles, as if to say hello to her.
[Drunken Butterfly]: This butterfly is my incarnation. I stick to the beautiful woman. I am so happy.
[Sexy Little Spider]: This butterfly looks delicious.