Super Red Queen System

Hearing this, Zhao Yiming raised his head, looked at Ying'er, who was looking at him worried and timidly, and sighed softly, "You call me...what?..."

"The slave maid, the slave maid calls you, your majesty!!!..."

"Ah! Then what is my name?..."

Ying Er buried her head on the ground and said in a crying voice: "The servant girl dare not call your Majesty by name!..."

"It's okay, I will definitely not blame you if I let you say it!..." After speaking, I suddenly felt some headaches, and a lot of exhaustion came to my body, "I rely on it, what kind of sickness is this!? Physical fitness It's really bad! Even though he is the soul body in the sea of ​​gods, he feels a sense of deficit!..." Zhao Yiming hurriedly moved to the bed and lay down.

Yinger's beautiful eyes followed Zhao Yiming all the time, and when he saw him lying on the bed, she quickly got up and helped him tuck the quilt.The five-claw golden dragon embroidery on the quilt is exquisite, elegant and gleaming.Zhao Yiming still feels that he is quite lucky at this time. Although he has become a young person and is still sick, having such a superb maid is also considered Yanfu Wushuang in this unknown plane, isn't it?...

Looking at Ying'er's beautiful cheeks that can be broken by a blow, he coughed slightly, and said: "Ahem, you haven't answered my question yet!"

Yinger frowned slightly, thinking in her heart, "Your Majesty used to call himself the emperor, how come you have changed to me now?..." She always felt that the Majesty in front of her was the same as before, but there was always something unclear. Unexplained changes, at least the eyes are different from before.

"Holy encyclical, your majesty's name is Long Yaotian!..." After two seconds, Ying Er answered softly.

"Long Yaotian?..." Zhao Yiming had no impression of the name, and began to search for the name.Even though, he used to value history, so he understands history better!There has never been a dynasty where the Emperor Long has appeared!...

Could it be that Long Yaotian's dynasty did not leave any color in the ancient river, and was far less glorious than the Emperor Qin and Han, so that there was no historical record.

"Thank you, how did you get to this hapless young emperor?..." Zhao Yiming's surprise disappeared instantly, a bit of bitterness in his heart, and then asked: "Ah, what year is it now?..."

Ying'er had even more doubts in her eyes, but she answered honestly: "Back to your Majesty, it's 22853 years now!..."

"What month and day?..."

"Ah! June 25th!..."

"Damn it!!..."

In Yinger's extremely shocked look, Zhao Yiming scolded angrily, and went on June 25th, 22853. What plane is this!Different world?Not the earth anymore!Zhao Yiming felt countless horses and horses galloping past, and then asked Yinger, "Then...what is this place?"

Yinger knelt on the ground and nodded gently, "Ah! This is Samsung Island!..." Suddenly, Zhao Yiming's soul was in a trance, and countless memory fragments followed, Zhao Yiming finally knew what plane it was!In the last years of the Great War, the dynasty was in danger. It had reached a strange road and was driven to an isolated island by the Great Qin Empire...

"It's over... it's over..." Zhao Yiming was very bitter in his heart. He originally hoped that he would be able to relax more when he traveled through the Great Emperor, but now it seems that he has no mood.Today's Dagan Dynasty is a dead end.

Seeing that her Majesty hadn't spoken for a long time, Ying Er asked worriedly: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?..."

Zhao Yiming came back to his senses, looking at Ying'er Qingguoqingcheng's face, his eyes could not help but brighten.Since Lao Tzu has crossed over, he can't come in vain.Even if you are a ten-minute young emperor, it's good to be enjoyable.Waving his hand, said: "Go and close the door!..."

The eunuchs, royal relatives and relatives who fled out in a hurry before have yet to come back.

Ying Er was puzzled, but she still took small steps to close the door. She was really well-behaved.When she came back to the bed again, Zhao Yiming patted the empty space beside her, "Lie down and serve me, oh no, the emperor rests!..."

"According to the purpose!..." Ying'er responded gently and softly, and slowly withdrew from the Luo skirt, then lay down next to Zhao Yiming, a little shyly wrapped her body with a quilt.

Zhao Yiming looked at the snow white exposed from Ying'er's belly and couldn't help scratching his eyebrows, "Am I doing this too much?..."

"No matter it! Anyway, I can't go through this trip in vain." After fierce ideological struggle, his hand slowly fumbled towards Ying'er's waist.bumped into.The soft touch only made Zhao Yiming feel a strong sense of guilt, but at the same time, he felt unusually irritating.Muttered in her heart, "Yinger looks like she is eighteen or nine years old. She is not a child anymore. She was originally a bed-warming maid. There is nothing wrong with it, right?..."

"Your Majesty!..." Yinger's face was flushed, and her voice started to tremble. Her long eyelashes flickered and her nervous look was extremely charming. Zhao Yiming was silent, and her right hand slowly fumbled upwards.

"Your Majesty, you...you haven't recovered from your illness!..." A soft, muffled voice came from the quilt.These words were like a basin of cold water poured on Zhao Yiming's forehead.

"Fuck me, Lao Tzu! What Lao Tzu possesses is a 16-year-old sick seedling!..." Zhao Yiming remembered this problem again.He hurriedly retracted the damaging hand on Ying'er, and gently slapped himself, "Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao, your mother is a devil! Cough cough! ..." Zhao Yiming coughed deliberately, and tried his best. Pretending to be serious, "I, this emperor is just to see if you have the heart to serve the emperor, so what? You, you, wait by the side first!..."

When Ying Er heard this, she shyly got out of the quilt and put on her clothes, "Ahhh! When your majesty's illness gets better, Ying Er will serve your majesty again!..." Zhao Yiming watched her want to talk. With a cute appearance, he couldn't help but feel another evil fire.Ying Er is so cute and full of classical beauty.He had never met such a gentle woman in his previous life.

"Ahhh! No, I can't let the Dagan Empire just die like this!..." Zhao Yiming thought fiercely.

The system gave him a chance to cross this plane, he would never be reconciled to be a slapped apocalyptic emperor, he was killed before he reached the rhythm of relaxation.What I can say is that the earth people who have passed through, with high-tech knowledge of the earth, even if they can't restore the Dagan Mountains and rivers, they cannot let the Dagan Empire die in their own hands.After all, he is a person who has the dragon energy of the emperor, and he is also an emperor. How can he be the last emperor who died?What's more, there is a beautiful maid like Yinger waiting to pick it.As a person who travels through the heavens and the world, Zhao Yiming still has a sense of superiority.Thinking of this, Zhao Yiming immediately said to Ying'er: "Ying'er, all ministers will see you!..."

He has been in charge of the Ming Empire on the plane of "Heavenly Slaying the Dragon" for decades, and has already allowed Zhao Yiming to develop his resolute temperament and supreme majesty as an emperor."Damn, why do you think this predecessor, as the young emperor of the Dagan Empire, died a bit weird. Long Yaotian in the memory fragment was just infected with the wind and cold, how could he die so easily? Strange! Since he owns With his physical body, we must figure it out!..."

Not long after, ministers from all walks of life rushed in.

"I will drive there after the holy!..."

"Mother's queen, this emperor sees her mother's queen, and may the mother's queen be boundless forever!"

"My God, how do you feel?..."

"Thank you for the empress' concern, this emperor feels a little weak, but..."

"Ah, what's the matter?..."

"Mother, apart from you, this emperor doesn't seem to remember anyone else."

"This?……"

"Doctor, don't quickly show your Majesty what is going on!..."

"Holy Queen's decree!..."

"Your Majesty, Rong Weichen is waiting to give you a pulse!..." A group of imperial doctors sweating profusely gave Zhao Yiming a pulse.

To be continued...