Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

The Emperor's secret letter was sent to the border gates at an impatient speed of 800 lire.

In the purple palace, Yuhu looked at Azhao with disapproval: "Your Majesty, you are too bold to be on the palace today. ”

Zhaomeizi ate a grape and blinked her eyes at Lake Yu: “Do you think an emperor who likes men and an emperor who is a woman is more acceptable to the dynasty? ”

Lake Yu thought about it: “The former. ”

In the eyes of the people of this era, they prefer to accept a male emperor who is incompetent and greedy.

The distinction between men and women seems to be engraved in bones.

Zhao can actually fight.

She has now infiltrated the Chapel, and with the support of the Grand General, she can declare herself a woman and, even if she receives countless objections, she can forcefully repress herself and take power as an empress.

However, that was too tiring, she would be perceived as dishonest all her life, living in the midst of myriad questioning and dissatisfaction, a little mistake amplified indefinitely, and her achievements might be taken for granted.

If she was pure Ji Zhao, she might be willing to fight.

But she's not.

Perhaps she was selfish. In one task, Azhao didn't want to make herself so tired.

But she can change the situation slowly.

So she chose to take a step back and live as a man.

Zhao did not explain these words to Yuhu.

Even a servant loyal to her would not necessarily understand her thoughts.

For days to come, the focus of the Hajj debate will remain on His Majesty's sexual orientation.

Super dull mouth tried to convince the emperor on the dragon chair, but Zhao's heart fluctuated nothing.

A few days later, the matter slowly faded.

Although none of the ministers made a statement, they all seemed to acquiesce in the fact that the emperor liked men.

There was no more suggestion from the Guanaju Palace, and they all ignored that His Majesty was old enough to get married - could it be true to find a male queen for His Majesty?

And in the far northwest camp.

When Lingxiao received the letter from Beijing, he was sitting alone on the roof drinking wine.

There's no need for war now, and the rules are a little loose.

The escort handed him the envelope.

Knowing it was His Majesty's letter, Liquor Ball had long been set aside and opened carefully...

After two breaths.

The guards guarding the yard heard a "bang” and their general fell from the roof.

Is the letter poisonous?

The guard hurried over and found his general climbing from the ground again.

“Get me a horse! I'm going back to the capital! ”

A week later.

Azhao, sitting in the palace, heard the news asked for by the general. Zhu pen in his hand and left a bright red dot on the fold.

“Missing.” She said faintly.

Keep you from coming back.

Then taste the wait.

Outside the Ultraviolet Palace, I got a reply that stunned for a moment.

He didn't look very good at the moment. He was still wearing some blue and black. He hasn't rested for days.

Thinking about it, Ling said helplessly: “The troublemaker said to His Majesty, Ling Ling went back to the house to fix it. ”

The next day, on top of the Chapel, she finally met the man who stood at the forefront of the Hundred Officers, angry.

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Four more.

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