Zhen Guo Princess GL

I don't know if it was because of being drunk or because of the pomegranate skirt, her eyes were no longer sharp, and her expression was softer than ever.For a moment, Wan'er even thought she was sincere.

Wan'er has been a talented person for more than ten years.Although I was terrified and trembling at the beginning, after a few years, I was already at my fingertips and able to do a job with ease.However, as she said, when she was more than ten years old, she was a high-ranking talent, and when she was nearly 30 years old, she became embarrassing.

It doesn't matter whether it's a talented person or an obedient one, those who are favored or those who are not, in the final analysis, they are all just five-rank servants.The person I serve is the emperor, and what I do is the work of Zhongshusheren. Participating in politics and discussing affairs is like a prime minister, and he is allowed to wear nobles, but so what?In terms of status, she is still only a fifth rank.

Sister Xu Changsheng is also a fifth rank.

Wan'er knew that she should be content.She has been in Ye Ting since she was born, from childhood to adulthood, none of the palace people around her is truly happy.Day after day, year after year stuck in a small world, day after day, year after year watching the familiar faces around me being wiped out by trivial matters, unfamiliar faces becoming familiar, luckier, I can't remember my parents' hometown, I grew up in the palace ignorantly, I speak Mandarin, I take the palace as my home, those who are unlucky, still have memories of my hometown and relatives, joy in front of others, tears in the back, and the accent gradually fades away. Change, the hometown is unforgettable, it would be better if you have fellow countrymen, you can make friends with each other, even if you talk about the land and interesting things of the fellow countrymen, it is better than nothing. , Year after year, people rejoice in front of people, and weep in tears, watching the good times and youthful vigor and longing are thrown into this deep palace bit by bit, until finally, it becomes a government tombstone, Except for the surnames of Zhang Wang Li Zheng at the beginning, there is no difference in the text format.Like Wan'er, it is rare to have a place in front of the imperial court when she is more than ten years old.

Ke Wan'er was still not reconciled.The closer you get, the more you see, the more unwilling you become.She is no longer a teenager, and she knows that this is that person, that Empress Wu, that His Majesty, the Emperor of the Holy God, "her" usual tricks, using the power of the official title to slowly seduce and lead people into the trap.She also knows that the more she advances, the more dangerous she is. It is difficult for a person to move at a high place.But if others can do it, why can't she do it? "She" can do it, why can't she do it?

Shangguan Wan'er is not an unknown person. She is a rich family in Tianshui, a school of Confucian classics, the grandson of the prime minister, the nephew of a public official, who recited scriptures when she was young, and learned official affairs for a long time. Resolute, brave and determined, but you can't climb to the top, climb to the second, third, and fourth, and it is always better than crawling in front of "her" and disappearing among the peaks.

Wan'er heard her heart beating slowly, every time, clearly and powerfully.She lowered her eyes, squeezed her sleeves tightly, and said softly, "Resentment."

The man suddenly lost his drunkenness, sat up from the bed, his eyes were full of exploration and weighing: "Oh?"

Wan'er raised the corners of her mouth imperceptibly: "I remember Your Majesty once said, 'When a king treats his ministers like brothers and feet, he will treat him like his heart; if he treats his ministers like dogs and horses, he will treat him like a countryman'. "You treat me like a gentleman, and I will repay you like a gentleman."

As expected, "she" showed some anger, and then she said something subtly off topic: "What do you mean, I... don't treat you well?"

Wan'er gently raised her head to look at her. She sat high on the edge of the bed and looked at herself from top to bottom. Many years ago, when she looked down like this, Wan'er would feel fear in her heart. Many years later, although Wan'er would also be afraid, but But he is no longer as fearful as before: "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

She saw that His Majesty frowned, seeming to be deep in thought. After all, he was drinking. The hand holding the edge of the bed trembled slightly, and he raised it slightly to strangle Wan'er's throat, but he didn't use any force: "You... just dislike me. Not a man."

Wan'er thought for a while, and understood what she meant, raised her head, and leaned out her neck to meet her, and said: "I once hated that I was not a man, that I couldn't justly treat Your Majesty as a national scholar, but I never hated it." Your Majesty...is not a man. If Your Majesty is a man, even if the concubines are Du Heng Fangzhi, they will be no more than women in the inner court, trapped in the harem, and have no place in history. It is precisely because Your Majesty is a female emperor that has never been seen in the past and present, that there are concubines. Opportunity." With a shallow smile, half cautious, half joking, he said: "What's more, His Majesty is the reincarnation of the Tathagata, how can it be compared with ordinary men and women in the world?"

She smiled, let go of her hand, leaned against the edge of the bed, and stroked Wan'er's face with the other hand: "Shangguan... Wan'er." After drinking, her voice was slightly deep, but it sounded very gentle, and Wan'er's voice was loud. Courageously took a step towards her knee, stretched out her hand and placed it on her lap, her palm retracted from Wan'er's cheek, and slowly covered Wan'er's hand, grasping, lifting, and letting go: "If you don't want to , there is no need to do it.”

Wan'er saw familiar emotions in her eyes, put her hands back calmly, and began to untie her belt.

She smiled lightly, and stopped blocking, Ren Wan'er finished serving as usual, she seemed sleepy, waved her hand slightly, Wan'er got up slowly, helped her to lie down, tucked up the quilt for her, and quietly exited, reaching the tent Hearing her call "Wan'er" again, he raised his head and stopped, listening to her softly say: "In the future, if you have nothing to do, or you are invited to a banquet, or go out for an outing, you can report to me and prepare for it." You... leave the palace."