Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

She wanted to talk directly to Huayong, and she thought, in front of him, that it was not good for me to know your country as well.

So A Zhao hesitated for a moment and said at his discretion: “This is not a good time. The Big Summer border is said to be very restless. Why don't I send someone to escort you back to Big Summer after a while? ”

Huayong's smile faded.

He looked at Zhao.

If you really want to send yourself back, why wait and find an excuse for the border to get upset?

She thought he didn't know anything in the Deep Palace.

But from what he knows, there's no border trouble at all.

I just don't want to let myself go back to the summer.

He didn't want such ridiculous luxury from the start.

Zhao didn't know that his words actually caused the person in front of him to make a huge mistake.

She was even thrilled to say to him: "Today, an ambassador from the North came and offered an ice-crystal flower tree. I heard the flower tree blossomed in the snow, leafless and colorless, like a crystal. ”

Huayong looked very interested: "Really? ”

Azhao nodded: “Unfortunately, not yet this year, until next winter, I will go with Qing Qing. ”

Hua Yong smiled and said softly: "Yes. ”

……

Winter is always extra long.

Especially if one stays in this deep palace.

As soon as Huayong changed his habit of staying in the Palace day after day, he began walking around.

Everyone who serves him is happy about his change.

However, the number of visits to the Palace has been somewhat higher in recent days.

More than once, the two of them will inevitably meet.

Most of the time, they just say hello and leave, and very rarely, they talk.

When the spring wind blows green branches, the snow melts.

A rumor also gradually emerged in the palace.

It is said that Lin 'an Waiter of the Palace and Her Royal Highness have such an unclean relationship.

The rumor didn't even know where it came from, like overnight, the entire court knew.

By the time Zhao knew, the news had passed from the palace to the outside.

The Empress was angry and ordered a thorough investigation. She stabbed a group of people, which allowed the people in the palace to shut up.

But the rumors that came into the capital couldn't stop.

You can kill 10 people, 100 people, you can't kill tens of thousands of people.

Besides, the people don't say it during the day, not before.

Go home, close the door, turn out the lights, and discuss something royal in private.

Who can hear me?

Who cares?

There is no way to protect the palace.

Zhao was angry about this for a number of days. During the last dynasty, the fire grew. History of the head iron did not dare to say one more word this time. Fearing that he angered the Empress's eyebrows, he stepped on the back dust of the palace people who chewed the root of his tongue.

Nevertheless, when Azhao entered the Palace, he still held his mood and hid his anger.

She didn't want to upset Huayong with such a thing.

Neither will Huayong, she said.

The queen of peacocks and her waitress, still a chinser and a ringer, are in excellent mood.

Until that day.

Upstairs, impeachment.

Her Majesty, Beelantine, raised private soldiers with ill-intentioned intentions.

Zhao naturally does not believe.

What's Bilantine like?

Habitual, indefinite, lazy and idle, even if she is the empress, she is afraid of trouble.