At the palace banquet, Song Niannian had a few drinks.
She can't drink much.
When I came to my senses, the wine cup in front of me was empty and my chest was burning.
Song Niannian left the banquet early.
A man sat on the imperial carriage.
"Host, you only have one child in this world, and you only have 1,000 points. Jiang Shisan is not suitable, otherwise, why don't you try someone else? Our childbearing system can bind someone else."
"Yeah?"
Childbearing system, "Yeah."
Their reproductive system has very low requirements for the host. As long as they can give birth, have good luck, and have no descendants, anyone can do it!
Song Niannian is bound to Jiang Shisan in this world because he has no descendants, but now, he probably doesn't know that he can't have children with others?
In the plot, he was already dead when Pei Shaoxuan broke through the capital.
When he ascended the throne, he was called a tyrant because of his sinister and fickle temperament.
He was soon rebelled by the Northwest Army led by Pei Shaoxuan.
Jiang Shisan died in a palace banquet conspiracy...
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Hot Spring Palace.
As soon as Song Niannian entered, she saw a tall man in a plain white robe with black hair hanging behind him.
Hearing Song Niannian coming in, he leaned over and knelt beside Song Niannian.
"Your Majesty, let Seventeen serve you."
That sparkling look, those peach blossom eyes were filled with nervousness.
He reached out and untied Song Niannian's dragon robe.
The look in her eyes was filled with burning anticipation.
This face really looks like Jiang Shisan.
Pinching his chin, Song Niannian looked carefully at his eyebrows, nose, and profile. If it weren't for his restrained expression and his inability to imitate Jiang Shisan's unbridled evil spirit, the two of them really looked 70% alike.
"Seventeen?"
"Yes, yes, Your Majesty." Seventeen, the male favorite who was close to her, had trembling hands, and he took a long time to untie Song Niannian's outer robe.
Under the dragon robe was an inner garment. Following the inner lapels of the stand-up collar, her snow-white skin seemed like the purest jade, yet with undulating curves. Before the outer robe was completely removed, the cold and indifferent woman was already so beautiful that it made men hold their breath.
Seventeen didn't dare to look up, and his breathing seemed to have stopped.
His blush spread from his fingertips to his ears. Such a beautiful Majesty was like a goddess, high and mighty, untouchable. Waves of passion surged, and Seventeen leaned over to kiss Song Niannian's legs, moving upwards through her clothes...
Even if... I don't have all that wealth, even if...
"Is this the only level you dare to go to?"
As Song Niannian stared at him, looking for any resemblance to Jiang Shisan... she suddenly felt dull.
She pinched his chin, forcing him to look up and into her eyes.
This action was what men usually loved to do to her. Now, the roles were reversed, and Song Niannian became the hunter. Countless people who looked like Jiang Shisan were sent in one after another to serve as substitutes...
"Get out."
A substitute is a substitute. Even if it is only used to block objects and remind people of someone, it cannot be half as effective as the original owner.
If it was Jiang Shisan, he would have pounced on her with just one look from her, not only kissing her endlessly, but also calling her "sister" all the time, leaving her no time to care about anything else.
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There are quite a few substitutes in Song Niannian's harem.
Qin He had his hands cut off by Jiang Shisan and his body was mutilated. Now he is supporting General Qin's Mansion and has expressed his love for her.
Song Niannian pretended not to understand, turned around, and found a few men who looked very similar to Jiang Shisan and brought them into the palace.
This is to tell Qin He, look! No matter how long it takes, she still likes Jiang Shisan's type.
Later, someone sent someone to the palace to find a male lover for Song Niannian.
Everything that looks like Jiang Shisan remains: his nose, his eyes, his profile, and even when he wears women's clothing...
The one at the Hot Spring Palace is exactly number seventeen.
If Jiang Shisan still loved her, when he knew that she had a harem and saw her "substitutes" in this harem, he would probably be so angry that he would pick up his sword and kill all these male favorites, and then grit his teeth and "retaliate" against her so that she could not get out of bed.
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Song Niannian couldn't help laughing when she thought about this.
She has a small couch in the hot spring palace.
Lying on the couch, the alcohol was soaked in the hot spring and evaporated away. Her head was dizzy, and she... dreamed of Jiang Shisan again.
In a daze, the slender figure walked towards her, stood beside her couch, and looked at her.
"Thirteen?"
Reaching out to pull him, Song Niannian missed and he dodged.
"It's still a dream..." Song Niannian's phoenix eyes were a little confused. She looked at the masked man, "It's really strange. How did they know that Jiang Shisan was wearing a mask... Seventeen, you imitated it so well. I will make you a noble concubine tomorrow..."
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Sober from a hangover, just after New Year's Eve, no morning prayers for three days.
Well, she's on vacation too...
Song Niannian sat up, and Cai Ling looked at her with evasive eyes.
"Give me the bronze mirror."
There were a few bright red marks on her snow-white neck, as if she had been bitten. Because she was so attractively white, the marks were extravagant and gorgeous. Her lips were also swollen, as if she had been bitten.
Song Niannian frowned, her memory seemed a little unclear, "Cai Ling. Who slept with you last night?"
"It's Seventeen, the male favorite sent by Lord Qin," Cai Ling dressed her up, carefully avoiding her eyes and not daring to look at Song Niannian's neck for too long.
"Really? Only him?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. He was just taken out of the Spa Palace this morning."
Song Niannian also felt some pain in her thigh, as if she had been bitten too.
Her body told her that something unexpected had happened last night.
But she was sure it wasn't Seventeen. Her memory was interrupted when she pulled off the man's mask... and he grabbed her hand.
"Summon Seventeen to an audience... No, issue an edict. For the meritorious service of male favorite Seventeen, he shall be promoted to the rank of noble concubine."
Cai Ling, "Your Majesty, that red book..."
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