New, please read the article if you are a big guy (it means big guy, not big socks!)
…
[The old emperor is really getting worse and worse. ]
【Even taking drugs won’t work.】
[What a pity for those beautiful ladies in the harem. ]
Shen Zhiyi stood on the left side of the old emperor, shook her head fiercely, dipped the brush in ink, and hurriedly made up for the laziness she had stolen last night. She wrote in the booklet -
On the twelfth day of the ninth month in the twentieth year of Emperor Taizong's reign, at the hour of Xu, the emperor visited Chen Zhaoyi, his vigor undiminished, and he had sex with her seven times in one night.
[Alas, I am so considerate. The old emperor clearly said yes in seconds, but I still had to write it seven times against my will. ]
Shen Zhiyi paused for a moment and quickly found a reason for herself.
[Once per second, seven times in a row within seven seconds, how can it not be seven times in one night? So the authenticity of my daily record is still a little bit. ]
"Cough, cough, cough."
Shen Zhiyi subconsciously looked up at the skinny man beside him. The other man was coughing like crazy, not afraid of contradicting the old emperor.
Normally, when the emperor was in the main hall, the attendant should sit on the left and the attendant on the right. But one day, the old emperor got distracted and insisted that the two of them stand together.
She thought she was kind, so she just kindly reminded him and lowered her voice, "Mr. Zhang, it's been cold lately, but did you accidentally get caught in a gust of wind last night?"
[Damn it, I was on night shift last night and I didn't catch a cold, why did you catch a cold? Cough cough cough, why don't you cough out your lungs? ]
Zhang Sheren looked at Shen Zhiyi with horror, who looked concerned. He couldn't imagine that the vicious words just now came from her mouth.
"No, no problem."
Shen Zhiyi nodded and said no more. The concern between colleagues can just be expressed in words.
[Don't cough if you have nothing to do. The old emperor seems to be in a bad mood this morning. I don't want to offend him and be beheaded.]
Zhang Sheren: Don’t you know why the emperor is in a bad mood?
Shen Zhiyi became worried when he thought about being beheaded.
She was a twenty-first century, uh, damned cow-horse college animal.
Later, when he was returning to the dormitory after doing an experiment at night, he didn't notice that a manhole cover on the road was missing, and he fell directly into it. When he woke up, he was holding a pen and eavesdropping on the old emperor.
The eunuchs around her called her "Attendant".
My goodness, she actually turned into a dung beetle beside the emperor!
Shen Zhiyi subconsciously looked down at her body, and the big buns on her chest that were originally undulating became airport-like.
How can this be tolerated!
The first thing Niuma does when he gets home from get off work is to castrate himself!
But as soon as she took off her clothes, she realized that her original self had played a big trick on her. She actually dared to dress up as a man and take the imperial examination in place of her good-for-nothing brother!
That’s great. I don’t have to castrate myself.
But I have to worry about the head on my neck.
It would have been fine if the original body had taken part in the imperial examination, and he had even passed.
It would have been fine if he had won, but he died suddenly from being too happy and left her to take over.
It would have been fine if he had died suddenly, but why did he become a dung beetle who followed the old emperor around every day? No, a servant.
This is like touching a tiger's butt. You may lose your life at any time.
Shen Zhiyi was worried, and he decided to just give up. It would be more interesting to just watch the old emperor having fun all day.
We must maximize the entertainment value of the old emperor within the other person’s limited life.
For example, right now...
[I don't know why the old emperor suddenly drove Chen Zhaoyi out last night. It's not good to have someone warm the bed. But this is not important. What's important is that the great talent is also a genius. He really deserves to be called a great talent.]
The old emperor subconsciously looked at his personal eunuch Chen Decai who was not far away.
Chen Decai almost knelt down on the spot.
The Minister of Rites almost knelt down because Chen Zhaoyi was his youngest daughter.
[I didn't expect that the eunuchs I randomly selected to send Chen Zhaoyi back to Anning Palace would actually be her mistresses. It's really like someone brings pillows to me when I'm sleepy and want to sleep, and there are several of them at once. Hehehe, the old emperor's ability is too poor, not even as good as those eunuchs. ]
"Bang!"
It was the sound of the old emperor pounding his chair in anger.
“Crash.”
It was the sound of all the ministers in the Hall of Supreme Harmony kneeling down.
They just wanted to have a good time in court and didn't really want to hear about the emperor's ability in certain matters.
Although I didn't understand what was happening, I just knelt down.
Shen Zhiyi knelt without any psychological burden.
Just kidding, she is not the male protagonist of some novel by Long Aotian.
She was just a coward who was having fun, and she knelt more skillfully than anyone else.
[Wow, Chen Zhaoyi is so bold, she actually dared to drag those young eunuchs to do this kind of thing in the old emperor's Purple Palace in broad daylight. It's exciting, too exciting.]
The Minister of Rites kowtowed so madly that his forehead was bleeding.
[Oh my god, he actually lay on the dragon bed! What a courage! What an awesome courage! I admire you so much.]
The Minister of Rites stopped knocking and prepared to bang his head against the pillar!
When the ministers around saw this, they all stopped the man.
[Oh my god, this damn system, why did it convert my video into text again? Hurry up and restore it to video. ]
[It's really too ignorant. ]
She is at work right now, so she doesn't have the energy to read the text. It's more direct to watch the video.
The retarded system made a buzzing sound, and before it could be restored to the video, Shen Zhiyi only felt a gust of wind passing in front of his eyes. When he looked up, he found that the old emperor on the dragon throne was gone.
"Eh? Where's His Majesty?"
Chen Decai wanted to cry but had no tears. He said with a bitter face, "Chen Lang, Zhang Sheren, why don't you two hurry up and catch up."
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It’s even more exciting later!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
