Miss Cousin is Always Busy

In fact, it is not too appropriate to describe it as cannon fodder, she is a villain.

The protagonists are the flower of Gaoling in her harem and her princess cousin.

The original owner was spoiled by his father and had a violent personality. After becoming the emperor, he didn't have any big aspirations, but to sleep with men.

There are hundreds of beautiful men in the harem, but she still feels unsatisfied.

Not a pleasant person, so he was ganged up and killed.

Gentleman Shu soaked himself in hot water to wash off the smell of incense that he had just tainted on his body, while the maid beside him was serving tremblingly.

Let me tell you that the original owner really has no ambitions. If she becomes the emperor, she must work hard, establish the country and expand the territory of Anbang. What's the point of sleeping with men.

[Host, there are two tasks, one is to break up Meng Lanxi and Yue Mingsheng, and the other is to be a good emperor. 】

it is good.

Junzi Shu closed his eyes, sorting out the information in his mind.

Meng Lanxi is the heroine, the bastard son of a merchant's family, with great ambitions, and when he went to Beijing to rush for the exam, he wanted to win the leader and become an extremely powerful minister.

But during the last palace test, the original owner fell in love with his beauty, directly rejected him and let him enter the harem.

How could the hero be reconciled, so he held a grudge.

The original owner is not very proficient in government affairs, and many of her things are handled by her confidants, that is, the heroine, Yue Mingsheng.

Yue Mingsheng's grandma was the late emperor's wet nurse, she died to save the late emperor, Yue Mingsheng's mother and the late emperor grew up together, they had a sister-in-law relationship, and she died to save the original lord, so even if Yue Mingsheng was born She was lowly, and was ordered by the former emperor to be a noble princess.

Yue Mingsheng did not take pride in being favored, and still treated the former emperor and the original owner respectfully.

The person the original owner trusted the most was this unrelated cousin.

After the death of the first emperor, the original owner had a lot of stalls in a mess, and the original owner suffered from headaches every day. It was Yue Mingsheng who came out to read the memorial and deal with things for her, which made the original owner heave a sigh of relief.

Yue Mingsheng contributed a lot to the original owner being able to enjoy himself so easily.

The original owner never doubted that Yue Mingsheng would betray her, after all, their family has been loyal servants of the royal family for generations.

At first, Yue Mingsheng really didn't want to betray the original owner.

But the original owner's temper became worse and worse, and his behavior became more and more licentious. Under the deliberate guidance of the male lead, the two decided to steal the country.

Meng Lanxi is the flower of Gaoling, but the original owner is not good at this kind of thing. If Meng Lanxi behaves softly and acts like a good boy, she can get Meng Lanxi into the court.

Gentleman Book thought about it, but luckily we haven't reached the plot yet.

Meng Lanxi hadn't been assigned to the court at this time, but the hero and heroine had already connected.

To be precise, it was Meng Lanxi who was seducing Yue Mingsheng, but Yue Mingsheng was still hesitating.

Fortunately, things are not difficult to deal with.

Jun Zishu got up from the water, and a little eunuch came to wipe her body with a cloth towel.

The original owner was lustful, and even the eunuchs who served her were pretty girls. Sometimes she would play with these eunuchs, or let the eunuchs serve her.

Jun Zishu frowned, waved his hand, and ordered a maid next to him to come.

She didn't want to be passive.

The little eunuch's face turned pale, and he retreated without knowing it.

The maid wiped it very neatly, and after finishing wiping, she lowered her head and waited for Junzishu's action.

"You don't need to wipe those things today, get dressed."

Every time the original owner took a bath, he would lie on the beauty couch, and the maids and eunuchs would massage her and apply ointment, including her private parts. Gentleman Shu really didn't have such a hobby, letting other hands touch her body, even more so. It is impossible.

"promise."

Jun Zishu got dressed, his loose hair was slightly wet and still dripping water, the maid carefully wiped it dry, Jun Zishu waved his hand and told them to retreat.

"Your Majesty, where are you going tonight?"

Defu bowed his waist, it's still early in the day, I don't know why the masters who were sent back looked unhappy.

"I don't invite you to sleep today. Please, I'm going to my cousin's place to drive to Mingxi Palace."

The Gentleman's Book has fully learned the willfulness and impatience of the tyrant, with a careless frivolity in his brows and eyes.

"promise."

Bu Huo lifted it steadily, Jun Zi Shu played with the beads on his wrist, his expression was not good.

[Is the host unhappy? 】

Xiaohuaxian, an internet addiction system without internet, goes online and wants to chat.

should i be happy

Jun Zishu felt a headache when he thought of the group of men in the harem, and many of them held grudges against her. They might be poisoned one day, and some ministers in the previous dynasty were also dissatisfied with her.

Tsk, men are so troublesome.

Fortunately, although the original owner was a bit of a mess, she was not sick or pregnant.

[Host come on!I trust you! 】

Ok.

Stepping forward to Mingxi Palace, Junzishu raised his hand, telling the maid not to go in to report, and let Defu wait outside, and entered Mingxi Palace alone.

Approaching the inner hall and pushing open the door, he saw a woman who lit a lamp and processed papers at the desk.

Yue Mingsheng was dressed in a loose white robe, with loose long hair, and he was looking at the memorial with frowned eyes, raising his hand to draw.

A small white wrist seemed to be able to glow under the candlelight, and it looked graceful, revealing a bit of demure and reserved feeling.

This kind of demeanor is really like a princess, and even worse than a princess. If you don't mention your identity, no one will know that this is a child of a servant.

"His Majesty."

When Yue Mingsheng heard the sound, he thought it was a maid serving him tea, but he didn't realize it was wrong until someone came to him.

Xinxiang was brought in front of her by the wind and smelled by her, she was a little stunned, and she was even more surprised when she looked up to see the person coming.

This person always has a sweet and greasy fragrance, with a vaguely slutty aura, never has he been so clean before.

"There's no need to salute, I'll take a look."

Yue Mingsheng nodded and gave up his position.

Jun Zishu sat cross-legged in front of the desk, and began to read the finished memorial on the table.

Yue Mingsheng let her watch, anyway, based on past experience, this emperor would definitely not be able to sit still, he would lose the memorial and leave in less than half a stick of incense.

But to Yue Mingsheng's surprise, the person next to him really sat quietly and read the memorial for a long time.

She couldn't help turning her head secretly to read the gentleman's book. The slightly charming face did not have the uncomfortable smile in the past, but showed some indifference. The majesty of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, why don't you go back and rest?"

Yue Mingsheng stopped writing, the candle was bleary, and the shadow swayed slightly on the wall.

Logically speaking, this person should have gone to spend the spring evening with those beautiful men in her harem long ago, why is he so abnormal today.

"No hurry, is my sister going to sleep?"

Jun Zishu raised his hand to support the side of his face, and the blue hair pouring down like a waterfall swayed slightly with her movements, and there was a charming aura when he raised his eyes.

Yue Mingsheng didn't know what was wrong with him, but he thought such a gentleman's book was very beautiful.

"We'll have to wait a while."

Yue Mingsheng wanted to say yes, but changed his mind when the words came to his lips.

"I drove a few men out of my bed today."

With a smile in his eyes, Jun Zishu focused on Yue Mingsheng in front of him.

"What? Did those people offend His Majesty?"

"Not at all, I just feel a little bored, and men are nothing more than that, heck."

The smile on the corner of Junzishu's mouth showed some disdain, he was extremely arrogant, but Yue Mingsheng didn't find it annoying, he thought it should be like this.

Although she is a woman, she is an emperor after all, so what is it to be obsessed with masculinity?

"Sister, you're not too young, right? The daughter of an ordinary family has been married long ago. Do you want to belong?"

Yue Mingsheng was seventeen, he was indeed not young, in this era, he would have been able to marry and have children long ago.

Yue Mingsheng was startled, he didn't know why Jun Zishu suddenly asked her this question, did he mention it casually, or did he mean something else?

"Ming Sheng never wanted to belong."

"Never?"

Jun Zishu spat out these two words playfully, squinted his eyes, and moved closer to Yue Mingsheng.

Yue Mingsheng met her eyes, and his palms were sweating.

It's a strange feeling...

Yue Mingsheng's hand was hanging by his side, fingers clasping the palm.

"How did I hear that you and my people are very close, huh?"

Gentleman Shudu's voice was teasing, but it carried a danger that could not be ignored. She was smiling, but her eyes turned cold.

"Ming Sheng doesn't dare, why would my sister think so?"

This time, Yue Mingsheng didn't call him a respectful name, but called her elder sister, with a hint of cuteness.

Yue Mingsheng remembered the man she had met several times, she frowned secretly, but she didn't show it on the surface, and read the gentleman's book with a sincere look.

"Don't be afraid, sister, I didn't doubt what you meant."

Gentleman Shu smiled sweetly, as if the coldness and anger just now were all illusions of Yue Mingsheng.

Moody, the man always was.

"Man, there's nothing good about it."

Jun Zishu put his fingers on Yue Mingsheng's chin, and gently lifted Yue Mingsheng's chin.

The distance between the two has shrunk to almost nothing, and Yue Mingsheng can smell the warm and soft fragrance coming from Junzishu's body.

It was also the first time Yue Mingsheng knew that this person was so good-looking.

In the past, she didn't think there was anything special about this beautiful face, but now, at this moment, when this person was close to her, she actually had a weird feeling that she couldn't breathe.

"As much as you want, I will give you as much as you want. If you want to marry, I will find you a son-in-law. If you don't want to marry, it doesn't matter if you have a few faces. Even those in my harem, you can choose whoever you like You can take it away."

Every word in the Gentleman's Book, the meaning in the words is extremely pampering.

Yue Mingsheng felt that she was split into two halves, one half was listening to Junzishu's words that made her horrified and confused, and the other half was in a daze, because when Junzishu spoke, the breath poured out on her.

"but……"

Jun Zishu changed his tone, let go of the fingers holding Yue Mingsheng's chin, and instead gently stroked the side of her face.

It's like unintentional teasing, and it's like ambiguous wandering.

Yue Mingsheng felt that the place where he was touched was numb, and his heart trembled slightly.

"Ming Sheng, you have to remember, it's because of me that you are what you are now."

"Ming Sheng dare not forget, Ming Sheng will always belong to my sister."

"Ming Sheng, don't lie to me, I will take it seriously."

Jun Zishu didn't call herself anymore, she patted Yue Mingsheng's face lightly, got up and left.

Yue Mingsheng caressed his face, and there was a movement in his heart that he couldn't explain.

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