After Time Travel, Netizens Taught Me How to Conquer the Country

[The manuscript is being saved and I will finish it without getting stuck] Zhu Qingli, a modern social animal, once transformed into a subjugated princess and actually took out a mobile phone from the messy rubble. She called every day to no avail, but called a group of netizens who were yes-men. Netizen: Let's start the number. Zhu Qingli struggled to explain before escaping from the ruined temple in the rain, but faced a new crisis: in the beginning, the country was ruined and the family was destroyed, and various forces were fighting. Her brother had ulterior motives and sent a secret guard with high martial arts skills to escort her back to the palace. He killed the reinforcements from the Princess Mansion and looked on coldly at her embarrassing experience. He had a cold face all day long and was inhumane, but he did... He protected her conscientiously and thoughtfully all the way. Zhu Qingli: I like it. Netizens suggested bribery, but the other party would rather die than surrender, and coldly refused: "My subordinate would rather die than betray the master." Zhu Qingli: I like it even more. Netizen: Shake m? - Persimmon only picks the hard ones, especially for Wen Rong, and even more so for his master. After entering the palace, she worked step by step amid the suggestions and advice from netizens, a group of cyber ministers. She used her mobile phone to play tricks, and frightened the emperor and ministers into confusion. In the end, she only needed to touch her red lips: "Second brother is going to rebel." Emperor: Kill! Second Prince:? "Unless you can give me Wen Rong as a gift," Zhu Qingli smiled and put his hands behind his back leisurely, "Then again..." So Wen Rongtian was wronged. The master suspected that he was secretly colluding with the princess, so he was tortured and sent to the princess with his body covered with wounds, and became her prisoner. He has never suffered such an unreasonable disaster in his life. Even though she took good care of him, he still said something full of resentment: "I will never betray the Lord even if I die." Zhu Qingli: "Your master is me now." Wen Rong was so angry that he almost died. Netizen: The twisted melon... Is so sweet. - During the day-to-day interactions with the princess, Wen Rong was treated favorably by her. However, he still remembered the old master-servant friendship in his heart. When he received a letter from his old master, he still ran away. On that rainy night, he was stabbed, wounded, and dying. It was the golden princess who walked through the mud, climbed over the mountains and ridges, and took him home step by step. A disloyal minister, a rebellious person, and a lowly slave, he happened to be favored by the golden princess. His servants hated him to the extreme, but he never cherished her. Wen Rongban suddenly woke up. But it was too late. The princess looked at him with eyes that were no longer full of affection, but looked like a cold sword. She said, "Since you miss your old master, I'll just let you go. Go, and don't come back in the future." The princess was disgusted with him and abandoned him, and she no longer wanted him. He became an ownerless dog. It was completely useless to regret it. He just wanted to stay by her side, willing to do menial chores and a tool to vent his anger. He worked hard without complaining, and was beaten and scolded. As long as it was given by her, he would accept it willingly. All he wanted was a look of charity from her and a look of mercy from her. He loathes himself in regret and abandons himself in slander. He is obsessed with her charity all day long, going through fire and water, risking his life and death, just to get a word of concern. He enjoyed it like a cake. The deeper his longing, the heavier his greed. He hoped to truly become hers, bear her mark, stand beside her legitimately, and become her blade. It is better to be a ghost in skirt than to be a masterless subject. During the battle between the two armies, her light words took away half of his life: "Wen Rong, kill him. After the job is done, I will give you a new tattoo." He was reborn from the ashes, with scarlet eyes and gleaming will-o'-the-wisps. The blood-stained sword stabbed out with an afterimage, making a clanging sound. He returned with bloodthirsty and knelt down in piety. She only touched his head lightly. Zhu Qingli: I won't fight today, but I wish the young couple 99^^ Netizen A:? I will go downstairs and buy sacks at a high price, not taking the stairs or the elevator. Netizen B: One is buried in the Antarctic and the other is buried in the North Pole. Netizen C: Please raise funds to resurrect the second brother. 1. The legendary remonstrating king of tenacity and intelligence × the taciturn love-brained loyal dog 2. Shuangjie 1v1 he is light on tactics 3. Save the manuscript. You can finish writing without getting stuck. If you like it, you can collect it. Mission: Growth in adversity, redemption in love