Evil Prince, Come Play With Me

Gu Beilu is not for any ideal. Her ideal is to have a happy life with worry-free family.

But… this ideal is not satisfactory today.

She's not a virgin fraternity either. She wants to have true love in the world. She just doesn't want humans gone.

Because if a world is going to die, it's going to go crazy, and once this killing goes crazy, it's gone.

She's doing this for herself, and she wants to be in the world, waiting for her son.

She believed that one day she would wait, that this life would not work, that there would be another life, that the next life would not work, and that there would be thousands of years, and that as long as the soul did not die, there would always be opportunities.

The noble families of the Nanyao Nation seem to find their days increasingly difficult.

On the other hand, the flat-headed people on the street were very happy.

They are in a bad mood, they eat poorly, they dress poorly, and they play nowhere. How can they make the people of Flat Head happy? Naturally, they are looking for trouble everywhere.

Kick one foot today and kill two people tomorrow.

Phoenix didn't send anyone to suppress it. It was just a matter of getting people to write it down. Whoever killed someone, who caused trouble, didn't have a gift from the whole province in the next gift.

For example, clothing, cooking, acting, singing and dancing prostitutes, the aristocratic family now depends on the royal court.

Gradually, the aristocratic family seemed to understand a little, which one has a good life.

Later, nobody dared to cause trouble, practice at home.

The White Empire City of Nanyao reaches the most harmonious atmosphere in history.

By the time it was time to cultivate in the spring, the aristocratic families had found a major problem and no farmers had helped them to grow their fields.

Where's the farmer?

They don't rarely have their farm silver anymore. They have planted it all for the Emperor of the Royal Court. The deeds have been signed. Even if you ask them to pay a high price, they won't give you plants anymore.

The aristocratic families are completely stupid this time...

Nobody plants the fields. What will they eat?

This matter... can only be reported to the court.

So one morning in the morning, Phoenix Optimus received all the folds in retaliation for the fact that farmers do not give farming springtime, and the Emperor must give them a charter so that they can't even eat.

Phoenix snorted, “Why can't you eat? ”

Aren't you the one who plants the fields?

Naturally someone answered.

“That's strange. Even my queen knows the importance of farmers. Why don't you know? ”

How do we know? Farmers used to pick them randomly. If they wanted them to grow them, they could beat them to death.

Now...

“How could this be the case if you treat them better?” Phoenix threw the folds back to them and left in a splendid way.

Leave a bunch of officers. Look at me. I see you.

They suddenly realized that it wasn't just spiritual training that mattered.

The food and clothing business is all to be done by someone.

Officials asked the eldest of the Murong family: “What should we do? You won't even wait for the queen to give you food? ”

Murong sighed: “Perhaps this will happen. ”

And they thought about how things had come to this, and that thought was terrifying.

The queen is in the next game of chess, she has been recruiting people since the previous year, bringing all kinds of bottom-of-the-line craftsmen into her own hands so that they can only use them for her.