Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

In a quiet palace.

His Majesty stared at the crystal ball in front of him and watched the scene of Azhao and the maids getting along. It took a while before he snorted coldly: “Smart words make sense. ”

Used breakfast.

Azhao politely refused Joanna's suggestion that they invite themselves to play together. With their little skirts around the Palace, they finally found the location of the Lord's Palace (under the instructions of the system map).

However, before she got close, she was stopped by guards who didn't know where she was coming from.

The guards probably heard about the new little waitress, and they were quite angry with her: “Golden hair, sapphire eyes, you're Lily, right? ”

Zhao nodded with his hands behind his back.

The guard laughed: “What are you doing here? ”

Azhao blinked his eyes: “Me, I want...”

The guard secondly understood: "Want to see Your Majesty? ”

Zhao was told before he could think of an excuse. He nodded awkwardly.

The guard is a comrade, but I understand: “I knew that anyone who has seen His Majesty would be dumped by his wind. It is also normal for a little girl like you to move her mind...”

As soon as the guard opened the phone box, he couldn't stop.

Zhao: “…” Why do magic paintings always look like this?

She listened for half a day, and the subject of the Guardian had reached the point where His Majesty had led an army of demons to war a hundred years earlier, and finally she could not bear to interrupt his words:

“Brother Guard, may I come in? ”

The guard kept his mouth shut and replied with a smile: "No. ”

Zhao: “...”

“No one is allowed in here without His Majesty's orders. ”

Zhao: “…” Then why are you talking so much shit to me?

She glanced at the direction of the main hall and said softly: "So, Brother Guardian, can you help me inform His Majesty? ”

The guard looked at her mercifully: "Silly girl, anything in the palace, as long as His Majesty wanted to know, what didn't you know? If His Majesty wants to see you, you should be in by now. ”

Azhao blinked and sighed: “Okay, I'll go home first. ”

The little girl left three times, and a young guard looked at her and said with emotion, “I want to have a daughter. ”

The guard looked at him and said, "First of all, you have to have a wife. ”

I've been single for a hundred years. How dare you dream like this?

After despising the young Demon Palace guard, he said with satisfaction, "When I get home, I'll talk to Nabby about when I want a daughter. ”

Young guard: “…”

Draw your sword!

Zhao turned a few more laps and sat down in a corner.

Her elbow rested on her knee and began to grieve with her chin: the atmosphere of the Palace was countless times more friendly and harmonious than she had imagined, but why was it that the King of Demons, who lived in such an environment, was constantly being eroded by dark forces?

Cotton candy whispered: "If people are friendly and harmonious, they have to walk into the heart of the Great Demon King. ”

For some reason, when he said that, while the little milk voice was still naive and vocal, it brought with it a somewhat complex and depressing smell.

Like feeling it.

Zhao did not know how to hear herself, but her heart, at that moment, uncontrollably sucked.