Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 196

An old man wrote a poem on the shore of the South China Sea.

A surging spring tide rises between heaven and earth.

Raise the sails on the journey

The spring breeze has turned the land of China green.

Spring rain nourishes our ancient homeland.

Ah, China, China

You have unfolded a new scroll spanning a century.

Bringing forth a vibrant and colorful spring.

The four of them looked at me at the same time, asking curiously, "What did he do?"

I straightened my back and said, "Give me a promotion." The condition was that simple.

The group remained silent and continued their argument.

Damn! Unpatriotic.

In the afternoon, Chouqian led the way and left, and Zimo gave me a reassuring look.

The transgender person mocked, "Serves you right, let's see how long you can sit here!"

I glared at him: "You gossipy old man."

"you--!"

"Alright, Gu, let's go." Zi Mo pulled him away and whispered, "I'll pick you up tonight."

Dear brother. But—why is no one pleading for me?

"Qianqing, Qianqing, Qianqing," I called out to the soul.

"No." He gave me those two words and never looked at me again.

I'm so pitiful, so innocent, nobody cares for me, nobody loves me. Tomorrow I'll go find Wu Hui and make your empire collapse.

Thirsty from singing for so long: "Little Sea!"

"Your servant is here."

High efficiency: "I'm thirsty."

"Servant, please pour the tea."

"Drink apple juice."

Xiao Hai stopped in his tracks: "Minister Shen, if you want apple juice, you'll have to wait."

I thought for a moment: "Then I'll drink some water first, and then make apple juice right away."

"The Imperial Kitchen is preparing for the Second Prince's third birthday celebration. I'm afraid there's not enough time..."

"Never mind, I need to see something in ten minutes."

Xiao Hai glanced awkwardly at Qian Qing, who hadn't yet expressed her opinion, and went down to prepare.

I watched him close the door: "Has this guy become more diligent?"

"Qianqing (one level) Qianqing (two rising) Qianqing (three turning) Qianqing (four falling)" No response, can't get through -- hang up.

As the sun sets in the west, caged birds return to their nests, and fish in ponds return to their depths...

I'm still here, just staring at the air. All around is quiet, except for the sound of turning pages: "What are you reading?" I'll give you a copy of *Zizhi Tongjian*.

""controversy"."

I shook my head, I'd never heard of it. "My time as Minister..."

"No." The answer was already prepared. "If you don't let me do it, I'll tell the whole world what happened that day."

Qianqing put down her book and said, "Go and tell him that I don't mind if the harem leaves you a bowl of rice."

Tell Zimo that you bullied me.

"He's the one who's heartbroken."

"Tell No Regrets."

"We'll talk about it when you get there."

"You look down on me, so I'll tell my mom."

“Your mother will definitely send you here.” He was confident, treating me like a joke.

Damn it, am I really that unlucky? "You're not allowed to pass in front of my house anymore."

"The whole world belongs to me, what is yours?"

"Waaaaah-wa ...

Qian Qing said speechlessly, "What's so good about you anyway?"

It's fine anywhere; the fact that so many people care about me is proof of that.