"That is the Queen's business, it has nothing to do with you, you only look at the results, think about how to solve it!" She glanced at her and strode away.

"Hey! Emperor, don't go!" Mo Yan shouted as he looked at the back of Jun Qian's head.

In the end, Jun Qian Che disappeared into her sight.

Mo Yan looked at the dozens of paintings on the table, and wanted to cry without tears: "Hey, Jun Qian Che, you will bully me." The draft has been notified to the ministers of the government, suddenly canceled, this Not letting her offend all ministers! She can't be provocative, she doesn't dare to provoke, ah~ Jun Qian Che, count you.

So the ink smuggler wrote a letter to cancel the draft to the minister's house.

The squat ladies who are already preparing for the palace are saddened to hear the news.

The ministers who tried to send their daughters into the palace to accompany the king and take the step to the sky, shook their heads and sighed in disappointment, and resentful to the queen.

Even if the queen of the draft is out of the way, many ministers are dissatisfied, can read the identity of her queen, plus the power of the Mohist, no one dares to say anything, can only silently endure this anger.

The cancellation of the draft was quickly spread in the harem, and we talked a lot: "The Queen Mother has no such big measure!"

"The queen's maiden is making this out, perhaps in the test of the age-appropriate women in the various ministerial offices, to see who has ambitions for the emperor, and then slowly remove them."

"It's very possible! The Queen's wife's jealousy, that's notorious."

"Ha ha ha -" The crowd talked a lot, talked and laughed, in short, canceled the draft, the harem of the harem is happy.

Although the draft was canceled, the determination of the ink to help the king to find the beauty has not been abolished. Since Jun Qian is concerned about the rules left by the ancestors and does not dare to break the rules, then he will start from other places.

Although there are time restrictions in the draft, but looking at other women, there is no limit to directly selecting the palace seal, so Mo Yan people go to the folks to find beautiful people, and then sent to the palace, directly to Jun Qian Che to the mouth, I don't believe that he is not heart-warming.

Jun Qianche took a book in the sleeping palace and sat under the lamp. He saw a small **** in the courthouse leading a thinly dressed woman to come in.

The beauty saw Jun Qianche, the smile on his face deepened, and the obsessive look, I heard that the emperor was beautiful, but she was a folk woman. She felt that she had no chance to see the emperor in this life. She never wanted to be seen. Into the palace, was directly sent to the emperor's palace, feeling very excited, seeing the beautiful emperor, and very shy, the little face has been covered with blush, thinking of being able to be favored by such a beautiful emperor, even after this night It’s dead, and it’s not alive.

Jun Qianche looked at the woman who brought in her eyes, frowning, not happy. In his palace, the woman who entered the room was free to enter.

The little **** stepped forward and respectfully said: "The emperor, in the order of the empress of the empress, sent a beautiful woman to the emperor."

Jun Qiane’s attention was the attention of Mo Yan’s attention. The angry man almost didn’t drop the book in his hand. Cold and cold: “Get out.”

The beauty scared and immediately bowed his head.

The little **** slammed the courage: "The emperor, the empress of the empress said that you are too hard, let the beauty serve the emperor well, let the emperor relax and relax." Pulled the sleeves of the beauty, and made a look at the beauty.

Although the beauty fears the majesty of the monarch, but thinks that if it can be favored by the emperor, and does not succumb to this life, then he will dare to go over and softly say: "The emperor, let the women wait for you to rest!"

“Hey!” Jun Qian’s unhappy slammed the book in his hand on the table.

The beauty and the little **** were scared.

The little **** hurriedly pulled over the sleeves of the beautiful woman: "Go fast." Take the beauty away.

The next day, when Mo Yan found the little **** to ask.

The little **** thought of the anger of the emperor last night, and still timidly said: "The goddess can not mention, the slaves led the beauty into the night last night, the emperor just glanced at it, then screamed, let the slaves and the beauty roll out."

Mo Yan listened very disappointed: "This is a thousand, how can you be so incomprehensible! Is it that the beauty is not the style that the emperor likes, and you will bring two in tonight."

The **** is embarrassed: "Two! Queen Empress, this, this is not good!"

"What's wrong, you don't mean that the emperor saw the beauty before letting you get out! So it seems that the emperor is not without that need, but not for his taste. Tonight, the palace will pick two more. Individual types of beauty, I hope the emperor will be satisfied, if you can make the emperor satisfied, you are a small eunuch, but the future is boundless!"

In this palace where the height is lowered, everyone has a heart that wants to climb up. Let's climb up and gain a higher status and favor, and the threshold of glory.

Palace people want to go up! Fishing more oil and water, less bullying.

Therefore, even if the little **** is afraid of the anger of Jun, he decides to try again in order to get a promotion.

So at night, Jun Qianche bathed his hand and walked into the palace. Then he saw the little **** of the night came again, and brought two beautiful people behind him.

Jun Qian’s anger rose again, and the cold question asked: “What is the meaning of the queen?”

The little **** did not dare to look at the emperor's face, nodded and bowed his head: "Yes!"

Jun Qian is very dark and stunned, and he shoots cold and cold, cold and cold: "Go down."

The little **** scared and immediately rolled out with two beautiful women rolling around.

The next day, Mo Yan asked again, this time the little **** bitterly said: "The goddess, don't mention it. Last night, the emperor didn't even look at the two beautiful people."

Mo Yan was annoyed and muttered: "This is a thousand, what is the situation, the **** is cold! Is it the wrong way?" It is said that the man who is cold and vocal is very boring, is it like Jun Qian, as an emperor, I was used to being served by others, and I liked the kind of active beauty. Hey, I have to send two active ones tonight, and I can provoke the hot beauty of his raging fire.

So Mo Yan decided to let the little **** go again at night.

The little **** was scared to the ground and asked to let go. He was really afraid of the emperor's anger.

Mo Yan threatened: "If you fear the anger of the emperor, don't you fear the anger of the palace. If you go, the emperor does not like to be angry at most, and if you anger the palace, the palace will kill you now."

The little **** at the bottom of the floor did not dare to offend the Queen's Empress, but could only agree with the scalp.

When the night fell again, Jun Qianche, who had been busy for a day, lay down on the bed early, but couldn’t sleep. He thought that even the two nights of Mohlin sent beautiful people, I don’t know if there would be any moths tonight. So lying in bed, no sleepiness, thinking that she pushed herself to another woman, there is an unknown fire burning in his heart.

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The emperor is estimated to be mad at the ink, 嘿嘿