Sorry, I'm Done with This Dragon Bed.

When Xie Chen was seven years old, a fortune teller gave him a divination. At that time, the old man held his breath and concentrated, frowning and raising his hands to calculate, but suddenly his eyelids lifted, and two cold lights shot straight at the child in front of him! Everyone in the Xie Mansion was immediately silent, thinking that some evil star had been calculated. Even the dog did not dare to stick out its tongue and gasp. After a long time, the old fortune teller sighed: "Fate is too precious to be spoken of." The whole family suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, and the dogs dared to bark and the cats dared to jump. Afterwards, after pleading in every possible way, the old man faintly said: "The young master will be the master of the harem in the future and the emperor's heart." Family member: "?" Xie Chen: "???" Thanks to this old man, in the rest of Xie Chen's life, everyone who heard this rumor laughed at him that he was the reincarnation of Chen Zigao, who brought disaster to the country and the people. Although he was indeed born with that material, it was a pity that the current emperor and the prince had never heard of the scandal of liking men. The third son of the Xie family was destined to not have a good opportunity to sell hooks to climb high. Xie Chen also thought that the old guy was just farting. He already had someone in his heart. Although that person was now in the harem, it was extremely difficult to meet him. Even if he did, he could only kneel down and call her empress. Cattail grass is as tough as silk, and rock has no transference. He would like to be a bulrush, and he is very attached to it and keeps it deep in his heart. Come on, accept your fate! If he thanks Tanfeng, he will just be his royal merchant and be a bachelor for the rest of his life! Meng Zhaojin entered the palace at the age of seventeen. With his outstanding appearance and gentle temperament, he won the heart of the emperor. He was honored by the Holy Emperor and given the name Wanyin and the title of Wancairen. Six years later, he was granted the title of Zhaoyi, the second rank. She originally thought that this was her whole life, staying in her rightful place in the harem, being jealous for a little bit to keep her honor and favor, and being cautious in her words and deeds to protect her safety. Unfortunately, the name of a child prodigy that was recorded in the local annals when she was young became a wisp of Zen fragrance that disappeared with the wind, and the great ambitions and ambitions that she had read in the sage's books became an old thing that was pressed to the bottom of the wooden box and bitten by insects and rats. But who would have thought that on the day of the royal hunt, a young man wearing an ocher beard and riding a black horse would leap into her eyes. The horse would step into her heart, and its sharp arrow would shoot through the air. Meng Wanyin felt frightened and shaken in her soul - had she seen this person before? It wasn't until the young man reported his name that she suddenly realized: He was actually the cousin she had raised! When she first entered the palace six years ago, the thin boy who held her sleeves and called her sister in tears has grown into such a handsome and tall figure. Xie Chen had known that the emperor would bring his concubines out of the palace on the hunting day, so he put a lot of thought into dressing up. However, he could not help but feel uneasy - he and his cousin had not seen each other for six years, could she recognize him now? Fortunately, God did not treat him poorly after all. The man was affectionate and the woman was also interested. The two reunited after a long separation, and the two hearts that had been silent for a long time became restless again. What should I do if the Holy One is my love rival? A: Suck it up and smile, kneel down three times and kowtow nine times to be a bastard (I thank Tanfeng for having some integrity at least, this fact makes me sad!) B: Forming cliques to seek opportunities for private gain, seize the throne and rebel (do I, a small businessman, have the guts? How many heads in my family can be chopped off!) C: Put your sweetheart on the throne of the king, and then usurp the position of the queen (Okay, okay, this is wonderful, this is wonderful, when she and I stay and fly together, who in the world will dare to object?) Now there is an opportunity to change the dynasty before Meng Wanyin. Her choices are: A: In compliance with the voice of most courtiers, we expressed our support for the crown prince's succession. B: Support his adopted son to seize the throne. C: Be your own emperor. She was not stupid. At that time, strange phenomena of hens occurred frequently among the people, and there were even prophecies and rumors in Wenguang: when the heroine came to the court, the Meng family moved the tripod. OK, destiny is mine! After becoming the emperor, does she need others to comment on who she wants to be with? What's more... Her youthful ambitions finally came into play. Xie Chen had felt since he was a child that his ice-smart cousin was born to be a wise minister, but it was a pity that the world did not allow women to get ahead. It was not until he grew up that he realized that he was wrong. His sweetheart was actually born to be an emperor. Sorry, he is determined to crawl on this dragon bed. Intention: Strong men make stronger women, and the female emperor ascends the throne and ennobles the male queen