Evil in the world: Mad girl is too charming

Yi Shuihan's planning book also added lectures, one every day, with the purpose of changing people's thinking. To change everything about a person, first of all, change his thinking. www>

If a person loses his reason and principles, he is no different from a wild beast and can do anything.

Fenghuaxueyue and Fenghuaxueyue's martial arts improved rapidly, and their thoughts also changed. The youngest Yueying was also more stable than before.

"In the past few days, you have started to select your subordinates. After a while, I will arrange tasks for you."

"Yes, Pavilion Master." All four of them were eager to try, [

"Xueying stay, you all go away." Yi Shuihan waved to Xueying, she remembered that Xueying was from Xiyue Kingdom.

The three of Feng Huayue left the cave without a doubt, and Xue Ying waited for Yi Shuihan to speak with a serious expression.

"Xueying, sit down."

"Yes, Pavilion Master." Xue Ying sat upright, without squinting, and her whole body was full of stability.

"Xueying, you are too serious." Yi Shui said coldly, just like those female executives with a straight face.

"Ah?" Xue Ying was full of doubts, should she be as charming as Hua Ying, or as lively and lovely as Yue Ying?She really can't do it.

"Forget it, you are from Xiyue Kingdom, tell me about the human geography and customs of Xiyue Kingdom."

"Eh? Yes, Pavilion Master." She didn't know what Pavilion Master meant, so she started talking.

Yi Shuihan listened to it for an hour, and probably understood what Xiyue Kingdom is like. A feminist country, it sounds a bit like the ancient Western countries in architecture and clothing. The empress, the supreme leader of the country, is not called the emperor, but Call Her Majesty the Queen or Your Majesty.

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In the past two days, the sky over Ningcheng seems to have been covered with oppressive dark clouds. There are several times more guards in the city than usual. The closer it is to the palace, the more oppressive and strict it is.

The ministers of the morning court were in a hurry this morning. The emperor hadn't been to the morning court for a few days. They also guessed that the emperor was dying, but they couldn't guess the holy will. Is it the crown prince who succeeded to the throne or which prince?

The emperor died, the emperor died...

Everything is changing rapidly, dark clouds are gathering, thunder and lightning are ringing.

The sound of the emperor's death spread throughout the palace, and spread to the ruling and opposition parties.

All the concubines and concubines outside the emperor's bedroom were frightened, afraid of being rewarded and buried with them, they all prostrated on the ground, crying, not knowing whether they were crying for the emperor or themselves.

The ministers knelt down outside the emperor's bedroom one after another, weeping and crying loudly, for fear that they would not cry as well as their colleagues.

The princes and princes knelt down before the emperor, all of them looked distraught, and the expressions on each face were the same, which seemed to be copied.

The empresses and concubines were sad and miserable, crying heartbroken, and their hair was slightly messed up. The makeup that was originally exquisitely painted was now gloomy. Tears melted the rouge on their faces, no doubt like a palette. [

"The emperor has an imperial edict." The chief eunuch who came out of the bedroom held up a bright yellow imperial edict.

The ministers were startled, and they knelt neatly and remained motionless. The people in the concubine palace immediately stopped crying. Everyone had different expressions and shouted long live.

Ling Aoran stared at the imperial edict with resentful eyes, he was the crown prince in the first place, he didn't need an imperial edict to ascend the throne, so could it be that the father wanted to pass the throne to someone else?

Ling Xiaoran and Ling Yiran's expressions were slightly restrained, neither surprised nor happy, they knelt down neatly, but there was already a huge wave in their hearts.