Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhao sat on the dragon chair and listened faintly to Yangton's frustrated statement.

This old man is tough and strong. She thought in her heart.

As for what Sang-woo said, to sum it up, or: Your Majesty, it's time for you to get married!

When the book of the ministry was finished, Zhao slowly swallowed up and said: "Big marriage? Well... I'm not an outcast either. ”

As soon as this is said, the former calm ministers are all eye-catching.

Is Your Majesty getting married?

Think about your granddaughter, your granddaughter, your niece, your distant cousin.

Azhao looked at the people's godliness and went on to finish his words: “I just don't seem to like women. ”

Flat out, Ray!

The whole chapel was silent and the needle was smelly.

Sang-woo's white beard trembled and trembled again before looking at Azhao: “Your Majesty just... but what did you say? ”

Watching the old man's face shocked and fainting, A Zhao felt a little embarrassed.

I'm sorry, though.

She cleared her voice and repeated: “I like men. ”

Like a drop of water splashed into a hot oil pan.

Bombed over the hall!

Those ministers couldn't even care less about etiquette and argued with each other.

At the end of the day, the ministry began to speak: “Your Majesty, this… continues the royal bloodline and opens the branches of the leaves…”

“Lord Dou spoke with caution.” A Zhao looks at him, “my younger brother is still here, and there are many other brothers in the room. My royal blood will not be cut off. ”

"But since ancient times, the harmony of yin and yang is the justice of the world, Your Majesty, think twice! ”

With the words of the Book of Letters, countless ministers bent down and cried out: “Look to Your Majesty for a second thought. ”

Zhao: “...”

She's happy.

She stood up and looked at all the people in the hall and said: “To be honest, I was the Crown Prince of Ansheng, making cats walk dogs like a few men, and nobody cares. It was also an accident for me to be the emperor. ”

“Since the House of the Kings is so dissatisfied, let me now write a decree of withdrawal, stating that it is not suitable to be this emperor and announce his withdrawal. Around now, the Huns are extinct, and Daqi has stabilized. After a few years of hard work, how about picking out a son's successor from the parish? ”

Sang-bak's book fell to his knees in horror: "Your Majesty, do not! ”

The rest of the dynasty also knelt down: "Your Majesty, think twice! ”

Over the past two years of his reign, His Majesty's talents and political means far exceeded their expectations, and Daqi had experienced a rare period of prosperity and tranquillity, which, in contrast to the Emperor's period, was enough to surprise the dynasties.

This... How can you let him back off?

A Zhaohun laughed: “For me, your demands are too much. ”

Her tone cooled down: “An emperor, to the mountains, to the people. I never knew that his private life, too, would be painted by the ministers. ”

“I am merely telling you that I like men, not discussing them with you. ”

“Fall back! ”

As soon as A Zhao left the hall, his face disappeared with a cold and angry expression.

The dynasty's reaction was unexpected.

Her words, too, were prepared long ago.

The ministers have to know that the emperor is not in their control.

Returning to the Purple Palace, Azhaojan Yuhu researched the ink, and she wrote a letter to Lingxiao.

[External enemies have been expelled, internal affairs have been ordered. I still lack a queen. Is the general interested?

Well, if she doesn't come back, she'll really marry a queen!