Is The Big Villain Crazy, Really Made The Empress Into A Puppet?

Omg, how the hell did Nangong Junchen do it?

His Majesty's favor for him has reached this step.

Lu Xue'er felt unimaginable. In the past two months, Nangong Junchen's favor has reached this point, which completely subverted her cognition.

She is really fortunate at this moment that no unpleasant things happened with Nangong Junchen in the process, otherwise she will definitely have to sit in wax now.

"Master Nangong, the maid will take you back now." Lu Xue'er said respectfully in shock, her attitude was very different.

"Thank you, Lord Angel." Nangong Junchen said politely.

In the main hall, the corners of the queen's mouth raised a slight arc, and her fair and slender hands slid across her smooth feet.

She has always been very satisfied with her feet.

"Cheongsam, black silk, does it really match?"

The Empress murmured curiously, picked up another book written by Nangong Junchen, and read it with great interest.

The plot of time travel was completely acceptable to her, and she was quickly attracted to this book.

Then when her second male protagonist appeared, her complexion slowly became silent, her brows raised, and the more she looked back, the more uncomfortable she became.

"Bastard!"

The Empress threw down the book, and seemed to be very angry with the contents of the book, "It turned out to be unfinished!"

"Come on, announce Nangong Junchen!"

The Empress snorted, "The ending of this book must be changed, otherwise..."

She didn't think how to punish Nangong Junchen, and suddenly felt funny again, this is a fiction after all, and she can't be angry about it.

"Xue Er, you don't need to announce Nangong Junchen."

Hearing the voice of the empress, Lu Xue'er outside the hall looked a little strange, not knowing what happened.

Nangong Junchen didn't know he had escaped.

It's just that his book was too bloody, which stirred the Empress's nerves.

However, at first, he also held the purpose of testing, but unfortunately because of discussing the "Jade Foot" with the empress, he was thrown out of the empress palace by the empress.

When he returned to Shiwanda Mountain, it was already late at night.

The time to meet the Empress this time was much longer than expected. After all, it was about writing and cooking.

But the overall gain is far greater than ever.

Getting the hole card against the banyan tree in Yuncun and the red card of the empress is not too cool.

"The maid pays respects to the young master."

A maid waited at the gate of the palace where Nangong Junchen was, and saluted.

"You are Miss Qingluan's maid." Nangong Junchen recognized the other and said.

"Young Master, this maid is the lady's personal maid, Yunxi. According to the order of the young lady, I am here to wait for the young master."

"Is something wrong?" Nangong Junchen asked.

"Young Master, Miss wants to rest with Qing'er today, Miss asked me to tell Young Master, other than that, there is nothing else." The maid bowed her hands and left respectfully.

Nangong Junchen looked a little weird, Luo Qingluan came here today, did he meet Qinger? Is their relationship so good that they want to rest together?

Is this intentionally pushing Qing'er away and not letting her stay by his side?

Could Qingluan be jealous?

He smiled and thought that Luo Qingluan was quite cute, but this girl had been hiding from him for several days. If she was caught tomorrow, she must be taught a lesson.

...

Wanshan Holy City.

In a secluded alley, a shadowy figure walked unhurriedly.

She was wearing a plain dress with light makeup on her face, looking like a country woman who had just entered the city.

In the depths of her eyes, the light of searching flickered, as if she was looking for someone, and after a while, a smile appeared on her face, as if she had found her target.

A smile, like a blooming flower, exudes great charm, and immediately attracts a lot of prying eyes.

She didn't care and walked towards the restaurant in front.

"Girl, come to Wanshan Holy City for the first time and play with the uncle."

A big man who had been drinking and a few gangsters suddenly stopped the beautiful figure with a wicked smile on his face.

"Step aside."

Qian Ying paused slightly, raised her eyes and glanced at those people.

As if struck by lightning, those people swayed and stepped back.

Qian Ying seemed very disappointed, and with a mocking gaze, she went straight through the group of people.

There seemed to be a breeze passing by, and several big men suddenly trembled violently, their eyes were straight, and they foamed at the mouth. They turned into a few fools, and fell to the ground.

The people peeping around were stunned, how did that woman do it? At a glance, it directly shattered the souls of these people, which is so weird.

Where did they dare to see that woman again, they all took the initiative to retreat, the sky was big and the earth was big, but the life was the biggest. They were anxious for a while, and they didn't want to do anything about the crematorium after the color.

Qian Ying left and entered a restaurant quietly.

The restaurant is located in a relatively remote place in the Holy City of Wanshan, but there are still many drinkers in the hall, which are very lively.

Qianying walked in directly.

At a glance, the entire hall suddenly fell into absolute silence, and everyone's expressions were stiff, and they were all turned into sculptures, and they were all dementia.

Qian Ying went straight up the stairs, until her figure completely disappeared from everyone's sight, and the voice in the hall just recovered.

what happened?

Some people realize that something is wrong, but when they think about it for themselves, they can't think of anything.

They drank as usual, and no one remembered the beautiful figure that had just appeared.

Outside the most remote room on the third floor, Qianying stood and knocked gently on the door.

"Who?" A vigilant voice came from the room, and a sharp breath disappeared in a flash.

"Yunhao, it's me."

As soon as Qian Ying finished speaking, the door opened, and a young figure rushed out excitedly.

"Sister Yao'er, why are you here?"

The young man was Yun Hao. At this time, he changed his face, but the joy on his face could not be concealed.

"Go ahead."

Chen Yao'er smiled, looking at Yun Hao's vigorous appearance, her dangling heart finally relaxed.

Ever since she received a reminder from Rongshen in Yuncun and knew that Yunhao might have an accident, Chen Yaoer has been busy all the way, and hastened to the holy city of Wanshan.

Along the way, the whole heart hangs, for fear that if one step slows down, he will never see Yun Hao again.

Five years of living together, all kinds of emotions are very deep.

These feelings may only be hottest when separated.

Now that Yun Hao is safe and sound, Chen Yao'er's mood has also calmed down, and her emotions have gradually returned to calm. This is her, she is restrained and introverted.

"The banyan god sensed that you used its banyan tree leaves. Everyone thought that something was wrong with you, so I came to see." Chen Yaoer said gently, "you'll be fine."

"Everyone is worried."

Yun Hao was moved, his masters, including Sister Yao'er, were very clear about his concern.

Sister Yao'er came all the way, which moved him even more.