Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Huayong sat in the courtyard.

After the next morning, he was sent here.

The Empress said it herself, then he was the Empress' man in everyone's eyes.

This palace, called Guan Zheng Palace, is said to be the nearest to the Empress's Peacock Palace and has always been the home of a spoiled squire.

He has replaced the cumbersome and cumbersome Grand Summer King robe with a lightweight green robe.

The ingredients are extremely precious “Skyscraper”, which is covered with a cloudy “smoke gauze”.

It's a rare good thing.

It is said that there is no one in the Queen's Palace.

As the first, no one dares to slacken Huayong even if he is a proton of an enemy country, a servant whom the Empress openly expressed her love.

At this moment, he lets people wait outside, sitting alone in the courtyard of Guangdong Palace, with white jade fingers tapping gently on the table.

He was wondering what the queen of peacocks meant.

Not to mention that there was no such thing in my last life.

Even if not.

Nor would he believe that a woman like Beyond Hua would be tempted at first sight.

Is she trying to put herself in the back palace for surveillance?

“Samurai.” A palaceman hurried in.

“His Majesty's throne is almost here. ”

Huayong's eyes glistened.

Now he's just a proton with nothing.

The other is the queen of peacocks.

Thinking about it, he's already up.

Zhao just got off the bus and saw Huayong kneeling.

She accelerated her footsteps, grabbed his hand as Huayong knelt down and lifted him up.

“You don't have to be polite. ”

The surrounding palace people held their breath and their eyes did not dare to move a single point. Only a dark emotion in their hearts was that His Majesty the Empress was indeed a servant who loved this great summer.

Huayong's hand was held and he couldn't help but lift his head.

On top of that is a beautiful, endless face.

She's beautiful.

Huayong has seen countless beauties in her life, and has never had half as many as this Peacock Empress.

Not to mention this wonderful beauty, who also possesses a supreme and noble identity.

Even if Huayong is not beautiful, there is a feeling of accelerated breathing at this moment.

Azhao held his hand and didn't let go.

She walked into the palace with Huayong.

The delicate incense furnace reveals a hint of intoxication, adding a trifle of ambiguity.

“Your Majesty.” Huayong took the lead in breaking the atmosphere. “I didn't know His Majesty was coming...”

Zhao smiled: “I came to see you. ”

Huayong said softly, “Thank you, Your Majesty. ”

His attitude was not enthusiastic.

If you have a bad temper, it may be because of this offense.

Huayong is trying to test the bottom line of this man in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Zhao's attitude towards him was not dissatisfactory.

It's not that I don't feel comfortable with it and I'm just pretending to be okay.

Huayong's ability to observe Yan Guangdong is not weak. From the time the person entered the palace in front of her, she looked delightful.

Couldn't find any blossoms.

Is it really fun, or is it pretending?

If the latter were the case, it would be terrible.

Huayong's heart is constantly thinking, but he has always looked cold and self-serving.

It was his true nature at this age, to pretend he was free of pressure.

Zhao looked at him and clapped his hands: “Somebody help me. ”

The two palace men each came with one thing.

Zhao Yu looked at Huayong with a smile: “Listen to your chess, I found this thing from the treasury. See if you like it. ”

A palaceman carefully placed what was in his hand on the table.

Huayung coagulated the past.

It's a white chessboard.

The jade chessboard, though precious, had previously been the Prince of the Great Summer, but he also had several copies in his collection.