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By the way, it was a day after the harem was dismissed.
"Your Majesty, there are three thousand beauties in the harem, what do you like about me?" Mu Yun asked nervously, twisting his sleeves.
"Oh, I have to think about this question carefully. It may be easier to deceive." Ling Xiao replied while immersing himself in correcting the memorial.
"..." Mu Yun curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and then continued to persuade, "Can't you say that I am better-looking than them all, well-educated, understanding, and have a beautiful soul?"
"My beloved, I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of telling lies with my eyes open." Ling Xiao finally raised his head to look at her, but his expression was half-smiling.
Mu Yun:…………
Ancient poetry version: The beauty is not as thin as a yellow flower, why is her eyebrows furrowed and sad? The wind, flowers, snow and moon are easy to fade away, but I only hope to grow old together with you.
A happy queen, a somewhat sinister emperor, here is a pillow, the writing is simple, I hope someone will like it.
Damn it, your chapter is so short! ! !