The candlelight swayed, looking like old age and crumbling. Lin Fu, the eunuch in charge outside the palace, hurriedly came in and knelt on the ground.
"Your Majesty! Prime Minister..." I can't help but feel a little embarrassed. The Prime Minister intends to go against Your Majesty, and it's not easy for him as a slave to do so.
Ouyang Qing slowly sat up, feeling the pain on his body, and smiled bitterly. The mottled marks at least told him that that person had been here. Even though everything seemed like a dream, it felt unreal to him. I'm afraid that this time, he won't want to see him again! But, does he regret it? . 07871915A8107172b3b5dc15a6574ad3 @ Copyright of Jinjiang Original Network @
"You go and get ready, I want to take a bath!" Pulling up the quilt on his body, he slowly walked down in his thin underwear. Every step I took was heart-wrenching pain. I bit my lips and moved forward stubbornly. . 158F30@ Copyright of Jinjiang Original Network @
"Your Majesty! Be careful... Actually, why are you doing it? If the late emperor is alive in heaven, he will definitely feel distressed!" Lin Fu saw everything in his eyes. He had watched your majesty grow up, so how could he not understand him. . C8c41c4a@ Copyright of Jinjiang Original Network @
Based on your majesty's appearance and talent, there are endless women in the world who admire you. However, His Majesty just fell in love with that cold Prime Minister.
Not to mention, the prime minister has a weird temperament and a volatile temper. Although he is a wise minister, his disrespect to His Majesty is not enough to cut off his head. . 07Cdfd23373b17c6b337251c22b7
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