Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Earl looked at him as if he was devastated, and for a moment he felt a little intolerant.

She had seen His Majesty and how good he was in those two years.

How many?

Hoi can only recognize a few words and can't say much nicer words.

All she felt was that, at the time, every time she looked at His Majesty and the Waiter at the Palace, she felt that the people next to her were superfluous.

Neighbors between them can't get in.

Occasionally, she waited beside them, watching them get along, her face appeared unconscious and her heart softened.

Those were her most naive two years.

Even when she was not on duty, she thought that when she was old enough to leave the palace, she should also wipe her eyes and find a good lord.

If you don't want to be rich, you have to love her. The two of them are especially nice.

But she knows now.

It's all fake.

His Majesty and the Waiter were so profound that they were also fake.

Earl thought of it here, and just then a little hidden mind rose and disappeared.

She looked at Huayong coldly and said only faintly: "Your Majesty, go with the slaves. ”

The guard who followed him, who was very “thoughtful”, would seem to have some helpless Huayong to “help” him.

Well, I'm scared he won't leave.

Huayong closed his eyes: “Put me down. ”

He is the king of a nation if he is not to be seen much longer.

How could the guards not see him in their hearts, nor dare they defy him openly?

Huayong was put down.

He turned around and took a deep look in the direction of the Peacock Palace.

And then, turn around and leave home.

Zhaoyang.

Since you don't want to see me.

Then I'll do whatever you want.

I just hope you'll forgive me for the rest of your life.

……

Peacock Palace.

When I heard the news from Hoi, A Zhao waved his hand and let people go down.

“Let's go.”

Azhao explained: “You can go. ”

He really depends here, Zhao doesn't know how to do it.

She couldn't really hit him hard, and she couldn't forgive him.

Ho said, she was unhappy when she saw him, and it was not a lie.

“Marshmallows, my mission, is that done?” Zhao asked.

It did not humiliate him, it did not hack him, even he had succeeded in becoming King of the Great Summer.

I have fulfilled the criteria to reach the peak of my life.

The tone of marshmallows is a bit difficult: “Sounds like it, but... it's always a little weird to do. ”

Zhao smiled softly: "Why are you still involved? ”

The marshmallows silenced for a moment and said, "The mission is almost there. ”

Almost there?

A Zhao is somewhat strange.

“What's missing? ”

And marshmallows: “I don't even know marshmallows. ”

Zhao: “...”

All right, then.

Ten thousand spits inside her: If the marshmallows have an entity, she must play each other a brain melon, too confused.

Since the task was not complete and she could not find a reason, she had to continue to explore it.

She also has experience as an empress around, it's not too difficult, life is quite enjoyable, it's not difficult.

……

Hua Yongguo really, like he said, don't bother Ah Zhao anymore.

Returning to the young Emperor of the Great Summer, after the loss of love scenes, it seemed that the excess experience had spilled over into the affairs of the State.

He inspired Tutsi, took advantage of talent, his eyes were poisonous and wise, and he activated a large number of young but talented young ministers.