Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhao was a little heartbroken when he thought about being blindfolded and trying to make up for Xu Xixin's “good girl” rolling.

The fool must not have known that his head had turned green into a meadow.

Zhao began to think about how to get this thing to come out and try not to affect Lingxiao.

Of course, she would never let two people get married.

Zhao hasn't come up with a charter yet, Ling Xao has already come to find her.

He's a little complicated.

“I have heard that His Majesty has given a marriage to Prince Bochan? ”

Zhao glanced at him and nodded.

When Lingxiao knew the news, it was incredible.

He had previously seen Azhao looking at Bochang Waiting for the Prince, and thought she appreciated the type of man Bochang Waiting for the Prince. I don't even admit that I feel a little jealous inside.

But now he knows he's wrong.

I really admire each other. How could you give me such a wedding?

The name of the Lord of Heyyi County, even his perennial martial arts generals at the border.

Where is this appreciation, even if it's disgusting to each other, to do something like this?

When did Prince Bochan, or Bochan House, become disgusted by His Majesty?

Though Thunderstorm is all Jun Eun, but...

“Your Majesty, Bochang Waiting is also an elder minister of the two dynasties. You have just taken office, and you have shaken his face like this, afraid it is...”

Zhao was suddenly upset when he heard him talking in his ear.

She realized she had done something very fast, but she was misunderstood by the people she trusted most.

Who is she doing this for?

If it wasn't for rolling, she'd be too lazy to give a shit!

She suddenly interrupted Ling's words: “Is it really for my own good or for the wife who hasn't come by, Miss Bochang Hou? ”

Zhao himself didn't realize that his tone had a slight acidity.

Lingxiao, a straight man of steel, ignored it directly, and focused on Zhao's words.

He looked at the impatient little emperor.

This is the first time he's shaken his face.

The first time he heard the news, he came to the palace. All he could think about was why His Majesty suddenly made such a will. If he did so, would it chill the elders...

As for Miss Bochang Ho, he really didn't think of it.

His Majesty is questioning his motives.

Lingxiao felt a little cold in his heart.

His tone also diminished: “Does His Majesty think he's here to lobby for Bochan? ”

A Zhao snorted: “Anyway, the sacrament has been decreed, even if you persuade me, you will not change my mind. ”

Lingxiao was about to laugh: “It seems that His Majesty already has a charter in his heart, then His Majesty will not be disturbed. Weishen withdrew. ”

He turned around and left.

Zhaomei stared at him and left without looking back.

She stunned for a moment and said to the marshmallow: "He, he really just left? He didn't even explain it to me? Look, I'm angry, and you're not kidding me? ”

She felt she could be crushed: “I went to great lengths to pick this fiancée for Prince Bochang in order for her to expose the pubic selfishness of Bochang and prevent him from wearing a green hat. Others don't understand me. He doesn't understand me. ”

She said angrily, "He doesn't care about me at all! ”

The marshmallows hurried her, put small fireworks and gave her nine horrible things. It was a good half day to finally get people together.

“You're right! ”

A Zhaoowe bit a pear and scolded angrily: "Men are really big hog hooves! ”

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