Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Mrs. Ling was warmly welcomed by Mrs. Bochanghou when she entered Bochanghou again.

Mrs. Bochanghou laughed more happily when she heard her arrival.

“This marriage... I also think that after all these years, it should be settled. It's just...”

Mrs. Bochanghou was somewhat embarrassed: “As you know, His Majesty has given our Prince a sacred decree to marry, and of course we must first follow it. ”

Mrs. Ling agrees very much with that.

“It's called a year for sure. So I thought, we have to push back and wait until next year. ”

Mrs. Ling frowned.

Another year?

The rollers will be thirty by then.

They are not happy with the warlords' houses.

Mrs. Naihe Bochang was very attentive to this, and Mrs. Ling could only agree temporarily with this statement.

Her side returned to the palace half-hearted and worried, and Lingxiao had gone to the palace again.

Zhao saw him stunned for a moment: "Aren't you not coming today? ”

It turns out that Lingxiao told her yesterday that if something had to be done this afternoon, she would not go into the palace.

"The deputy general has taken care of it. ”

What he didn't say was that he was in a hurry to get rid of the critical parts and throw everything else to the lieutenant general.

Still want to go into the palace and see the Emperor.

A Zhao listened to his explanation, did not speak, and he was politely distracted from riding his horse.

Lingxiao tried to find a topic to talk about a few times. Zhao could die talking in one sentence.

When Azhao got on the horse, he saw the man following behind him silently and said he wanted to run alone. He really didn't follow.

Idiot!

She hummed and turned herself over to the horse.

And somehow, the white horse she rides on a weekday, her personality is the most subdued, but today she suddenly becomes irritable.

By the time Lingxiao found out something was wrong, Azhao had the whole man on his horse.

“Your Majesty!” His pupils shrunk.

Has turned around and rushed to catch up.

Zhao glared at her eyes and felt the violent steps of the white horse.

She held her belly tight and was almost thrown away - it was no surprise that the little emperor, this weak little body, fell on his back by a running horse and lost a life directly.

Zhao took a deep breath and slowly straightened his body.

Unfortunately, the man who reckoned with her, he had no idea that she had the strength to uniform a horse in a frenzy.

Richard Mountain, Gestapo. Understand?

Say it's too late, then hurry!

When she grabbed the reins with her dead hands, she had to strangle the white horse so hard that she couldn't help it. Her arms reached behind her and straightened her waist.

Zhao: “???? ”

She didn't have time to react, and the whole person was empty.

At this point, the white horse beneath her did not feel lonely hissing, lifting her hooves and kicking over to the black horse beside her.

Ling Zhao couldn't help himself. He had to abandon his horse and roll down with him.

“Boom!”

When you fall, it's actually rolling your body down first.

But Zhao's body was such a piece of junk, so shocked, two more people rolled on the ground, her back of her head on the ground a bit, is a dark spot in front of her, fainted.

“Your Majesty! ”

Ling looked at her pale and closed her eyes, although her heart was sure that the formula didn't fall on her, she still almost stopped beating.