Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Covering his eyes, 444, who has completely given up saving: "..."

Long Jingyuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he pondered for a moment:

"You mean, as long as you like it, you would rather choose a beggar than an emperor?"

Su Qiao was neat and straightforward, with a look of course: "Of course, what's so good about the emperor?"

"You can't do what you want, you can't go wherever you want, you can't have your own preferences, and you can't even like a woman. At that time, any seductive evil master will come."

Su Qiao recalled the life she had with Duanmuhan. At that time, Duanmuhan only stood up for the first time and abolished the harem for her, which was hindered many times.

In the end, it was he who used bloody means to overcome all opinions and shut up those people.

With the comparison in front of him, Su Qiao misses Duanmuhan in that lifetime more and more.

Unfortunately, there is no going back.

Su Qiao shrugged, touched the mouth of the jug in confusion, and took another sip into his mouth.

"Oh, and also, when the emperor has to do so much work every day, he has to worry so much, and he has to prevent someone from grabbing the chair under his ass. Is he tired?"

Thinking of this life, Su Qiao resented again.

"Cut, there are so many women in the harem, can he be busy? Isn't he afraid of kidney deficiency and premature aging?"

The black-faced Long Jingyuan: "..."

Eunuch Quan was even more angry: "..."

The little eunuch and the little palace maid even shrank her toes, she just hated how she wasn't deaf.

444 has his claws in the sky and collapsed: "..."

'belch'

Su Qiao gloated a little.

"But there's nothing he can do. He's the emperor. Even if he doesn't like it, he still has to deal with those women? Otherwise, how can he balance the harem of the former dynasty?"

'belch'

"Only my A-Han understands the truth of being at a high place. Only my A-Han doesn't want to be an emperor. He likes to accompany me on the cliffs."

They are all emperors, why is the gap so big?

Still Ahan is good.

Su Qiao was tired and didn't want to talk anymore. She leaned down, curled up with the bottle of wine and closed her eyes.

Long Jingyuan walked up to him lightly, squatted down, and stared at her with some gloomy eyes: "Who is Ahan?"

"Ahan..."

444 immediately bounced off the ground and screamed: [Host, if you say it again, there will really be a problem. 】

The rest, just say it, the big deal is that they will run away tomorrow.

But things in front of the plane, that is absolutely impossible to say.

Fortunately, Su Qiao was awakened a bit by its 80-decibel high pitch.

Opening her blurred eyes, the blurry bright yellow in front of her eyes woke her up two points.

Shaking to stand up, dizzy, holding the jug, walking unsteadily out of the pavilion:

"I...hic...I'm going back...I...I'm dizzy...going to sleep..."

"Bi... Bi Qiu, hurry up... come here... help me... help me... I'm dizzy..."

When she stumbled and almost fell off the steps outside the pavilion, Long Jingyuan reached out to support her in time.

He glanced at Quan De who was under the tree not far away: "Send him back with my chariot."

Eunuch Quan was startled, he hesitated: "Your Majesty..."

How could the emperor use his own chariot to send this rebellious dog thing back?

It is already the emperor's great mercy that he did not cure his sins.

Long Jingyuan squinted coldly, Eunuch Quan quickly closed his mouth, and greeted the people below to carry Nianyu over.

Alas, in order for this kid to create those things, the emperor was a little too forgiving to him.

"You...you go away...I...I don't need you to help..." Although Su Qiao was confused, she instinctively resisted the man and stretched out her hand to push him out.

He didn't push away, but he almost fell again.