After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

The words of the song murmured "hmm" vaguely, as if going to sleep.

Nalan Mo listened as she continued to speak, but she did not continue.

His lips clenched tightly, and his heart suddenly became extremely irritable, and he was thinking about the relationship between her and the emperor.

After waiting for him to think about how to organize the language, she finally spoke: "I sold calligraphy and painting in the alleys of Beijing, and my Majesty watched the calligraphy and painting and brought me into the palace."

"Your Majesty likes me. On the first night, I wanted to follow those actions in calligraphy and painting and do those things."

"But I didn't agree."

"I put medicine in his tea."

"Your Majesty said, as long as I'm pregnant, I'll be named Queen."

"I really want to be a queen, but I don't like to do that kind of thing with Your Majesty, sir, can you say that I can conceive your child? My Majesty still remembers his promise after conceiving a child.

She talked a few words, like a gossip, sighing, listening to her voice, you can imagine in her mind the slightly worried expression on her face.

He was choked all over, as if split by thunder, his heart was split into countless petals.

He imagined the reasons she was with him countless times. For example, she had seen him secretly, and fell in love with him at first sight, so she had two people's spring dreams.

However, at this moment, she was very frankly saying that she came to him because she wanted to conceive his child and then become the emperor's queen.

The paint on his hands was accidentally knocked over by him.

She turned her head and looked at him in surprise: "Master, what's wrong?"

This floor paint splashed on the ground countlessly, just like his heart.

He looked at her, and asked in a deep voice, "You, are you with me just to have a child and become the emperor's queen?"

Word by word, the word is very clear and very quiet, but only he knows that his heart is shaking at this moment, and the waves of anger are piled up in his heart, and he will soon break out of the bank.

She blinked and answered without hesitation: "Yeah."

The fluttering words seemed as if they didn't think it was a thing.

Confronting his unbelievable gaze, she added: "I don't like doing such intimate things with the emperor. I don't like his appearance. I like you better."

How can there be such a woman in this world?

Doesn't she have a bit of moral politeness and shame?

Doesn't she find it problematic to do this?

And the men around her, one is an emperor of a country that she can ask for, and the other is a prime minister with countless powers of life and death.

Wouldn't she be afraid to anger him, would she kill her?

He was so angry that he gasped and laughed.

He got up and got down on the couch, he stood in front of her: "You're so sure that I will do what you want?"

Yange reached out and pulled his clothes. His voice was still soft, tender and innocent: "I don't know, so I only secretly liked you in the beginning."

She blinked her eyes and asked him puzzled, "Are you unwilling?"

Her watery eyes were clear in black and white, without a little guilt or sadness, and innocent.

He was so angry that he couldn't vent, just felt that he was ridiculous.

"If you don't want to, I won't look for you in the future." She pursed her lips, seemingly aggrieved.

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Yange, for the sake of being a showman, I even did a cuckold to myself, I really feel wronged

Chicken: How do you feel like you are enjoying it ...