Be a heartthrob in the fast-traveling world

Chapter 582 Your Highness, You Must Spoil Your Wife 10.40
He Hua had just finished her lunch when she heard Du Ruo calling for help.

Howard: ...

Silently glanced at Yu Chennian who had just finished his lunch.

Yu Chennian just happened to look at her, and immediately understood what He Hua meant, got up and left, leaving space for the two of them.

Ever since Qiushou Yu Chennian saw He Hua and Du Ruo having a happy conversation last time, the gate of Jade Palace has been letting Du Ruo through.

"What's the matter with entering the palace?"

He took the small dish with sweet-scented osmanthus cakes on the side and handed it to Du Ruo, took a bite of one himself, and then asked Du Ruo aloud.

Du Ruo also picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake very smoothly, and bit it down angrily, with an expression that almost regarded that piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake as Yu Yanchuan.

"Who knows! That spicy chicken emperor suddenly issued an imperial decree to my house, saying that he wanted me to enter the palace!"

"What concubine is given to you?"

"I didn't listen carefully, it seems to be... Zhaorong?" Du Ruo frowned and recalled for a long time before speaking uncertainly, "I've heard of Zhaoyi, but what is this Zhaorong?"

He Hua silently twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Haven't you been doing tasks for more than 2000 years? You should have experienced more ancient planes than me! How come you don't even know what Zhaorong is!"

He Hua almost wanted to doubt whether the person in front of him was a fake or not!

How can you not even know this kind of basic common sense after doing tasks for more than 2000 years!

"I don't know. I used to enter the world, determine the mission goal, use means to get close to the mission goal, and then immediately kill and leave. I have never been so devious."

Du Ruo's tone was a bit aggrieved when he said that.

If it wasn't for some reason that she suddenly added a rule not to allow her to commit suicide this time, she wouldn't have done things in such a roundabout way!

He had already killed Yu Yanchuan, that spicy chicken emperor, before committing suicide and leaving.

It will not be possible to lie in bed for a while at that time.

Thinking of the Chuanwu people I met in the trial world last time, they seemed to be very straightforward, and they would never talk nonsense if they could do it, He Hua silently closed his mouth.

Thinking about it this way, it seems normal to not know what kind of concubine Zhaorong is after doing missions for more than 2000 years.

"Zhaorong is a second-class concubine, which is actually the same as Zhaoyi. For a person who doesn't even choose the show and goes directly to the palace, such a concubine is quite high. After all, those who have passed through Most of the girls in the draft can only start from the concubine positions of beauties and talented people."

"It doesn't matter if the concubine is high, I'm not interested! When I think that I'm going to enter the palace and serve that hot chicken emperor, I get goosebumps all over my body, disgusted!"

For Du Ruo's blunt answer, He Hua's originally thoughtful expression immediately turned into a confused expression.

"Entering the palace...doesn't mean you have to be a bed attendant...You can use an excuse to say that you have menstruation, just send him away, and instill in him a little bit of rain and dew, and change the favor of a concubine every day. "

Speaking of this, he swallowed the sweet-scented osmanthus crisps in his mouth with some difficulty: "I remember that Yu Yanchuan's harem seems to have about thirty people, exactly one a month, and when it's your turn, you can use that excuse to send him away Let's go."

(End of this chapter)