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

"Are there any other stories like this?"

"Also, why did the last time I wrote to this emperor, the ending was so bloody?"

Outside the Empress Palace, on the edge of Bihu.

Nangong Junchen was fortunate enough to walk around the lake with the Empress.

The Empress was undoubtedly in a very good mood. Even when she questioned Nangong Junchen, she had a bit of anger and no real anger.

"Wei Chen is frightened and lacks inspiration."

Nangong Junchen's face was nervous, but his heart was secretly happy. It seemed that he deliberately stirred the nerves of the empress last time, and there were some gains.

It seems that the queen does not like that kind of ending very much.

A woman with many husbands, the queen does not accept it, and he does not accept it either!

Polygamy, can the empress accept it?

Nangong Junchen thought in his heart.

"Inspiration?" The Empress' focus was still different.

"Yes, Your Majesty, writing and storytelling requires inspiration, not just writing." Nangong Junchen said seriously.

"Oh? How to increase inspiration?" The Empress asked curiously.

Nangong Junchen's heart was pounding, and a bold idea popped into his mind.

After a moment of silence, he gathered up his courage and said, "Your Majesty, can Wei Chen hold your hand?"

"Huh?" The Empress raised her eyebrows, not angry, but puzzled.

"Your Majesty, Wei Chen once heard a saying that if you want to increase your inspiration, you need to do something different, even something you can't even think about."

"Like holding the Emperor's hand?" The Empress suddenly became inexplicable, looking at Nangong Junchen with a hint of scrutiny.

"Yes, Your Majesty, Wei Chen is just trying to verify it, he has absolutely no idea!"

Nangong Junchen is serious and respectful, and even the empress can't fault her.

"allow!"

A word with a hint of majesty, but it is like the sound of nature, cleansing the heart of Nangong Junchen.

The queen actually agreed!

This caught him off guard a little, but more than that, he was inexplicably excited.

Holding the hand of the Empress, who would dare to think!

"Thank you... Thank you, Your Majesty, for your permission."

Nangong Junchen forcibly suppressed his excitement, and kept telling himself to keep calm.

More haste less speed!

He secretly took a deep breath and stretched his palm to the Empress' left hand.

At this moment, he felt that everything was stagnant, and even time became extremely slow.

As if there was an inexplicable pressure falling on his body, his temples seemed to burst, making a rumbling sound.

Getting closer and closer, only an inch closer.

Nangong Junchen let out an "ah" in his heart, as if he was sprinting with a gun, he grabbed the Empress's hand with fearless courage.

The Empress's hand is petite, and wrapped in his big hand, it seems to be a ball of cotton, bringing a slightly cold soft touch.

Immediately, he trembled.

An endless sense of joy surged in my heart.

Take the hand of the goddess, take it!

The great campaign to conquer the Empress has taken a firm and solid step!

Not to mention how cool Nangong Junchen felt, he made up his mind that after holding hands, he must go up the stairs as soon as possible.

kiss? Or...

"How? Has the inspiration increased?"

The Empress's sudden words made Nangong Junchen calm down.

Nangong Junchen took a breath, his head was empty for a few breaths, and he had to start thinking hard about the so-called inspiration.

At this time, the empress, with her graceful figure bathed in the waves of light, her face and skin like snow, her blue silk floating in the breeze, she was like a goddess in the world, and she was extremely glamorous.

With a move in his heart, he said softly, "There are beautiful women in the north who are peerless and independent. Just look at the city of Qingren, and then look at the country of Qingren."

This poem, used here to describe the empress, could not be more appropriate.

When the Empress heard this, a slight arc swept the corner of her mouth.

After a long time, she said, "This poem is not bad."

"Your Majesty, this is the inspiration that Wei Chen just said, like a beam of light, quietly emerging."

Nangong Junchen took advantage of the situation and said, holding the Empress's hand and did not let go.

The Empress didn't seem to notice this, and after reminiscing about Nangong Junchen's poem, she walked forward slowly.

The sky is bright and the lake is colorful.

Walking under the moon, the two are like a pair of beautiful people.

This naturally greatly satisfies Nangong Junchen's vanity, but unfortunately no one else can see it.

Soon, the empress' inexplicable voice sounded: "What? Are you still not letting go?"

In an instant, a circle of ripples swayed on Nangong Junchen's palm, and the Empress also moved away.

Perceiving the sense of loss on Nangong Junchen's face, the Empress snorted coldly, "Not satisfied yet? You are quite courageous."

"Your Majesty is wrong to blame Wei Chen." Nangong Junchen said aggrievedly, "Wei Chen is looking for inspiration."

"Then next time you come to see this emperor, bring ten and eight books to this emperor." The empress smiled playfully.

"Wei Chen... Wei Chen follows the order."

Nangong Junchen's face is a little green, ten books, this is really difficult for him.

If it is a routine, he can write hundreds of thousands of books.

If he did this, the Empress would definitely be dissatisfied with him.

"Looking at your expression, it seems reluctant." The Empress said badly.

"No, Wei Chen is just worried about lack of inspiration." Nangong Junchen said with a bitter face.

"Oh? Do you still want to hold Ben Emperor's hand?"

"No, it's not."

Nangong Junchen gritted his teeth, and it was a knife both horizontally and vertically. The Empress was in a good mood now, so she just wanted to be a little bolder, "Your Majesty, can you let Weichen kiss him?"

As soon as the words fell, the world was quiet, as if even the wind had stagnated for a while.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths... The breeze was blowing again, but it was a little cold.

Fortunately, the moonlight is still there, which at least shows that the good mood of the Empress is still there.

Nangong Junchen's heart was pounding, and with a look of longing and anticipation, he humbly waited for the queen's answer.

"You're wrong!"

The Empress hummed, and then walked slowly forward.

How did you not treat yourself?

Nangong Junchen was stunned and asked for a kiss. Is there still a drama?

He felt his head buzzing, and was so excited that he wanted to jump up, but the next moment, just as he wanted to catch up with the goddess.

Suddenly, the soles of the feet are empty.

He only felt that he suddenly fell from a height of 10,000 meters, trying to mobilize his strength to stabilize his body, but it was in vain.

"what--"

After a series of screams, he slammed into the hard ground and fell to the ground.

Enduring the severe pain in his body, he raised his head and looked around.

This fall, he actually fell back to the palace of Lieyang Sect.

Fortunately, people are fine!

Her Majesty the Empress was still merciful.

Nangong Junchen let out a long breath and thought of his bold request just now, his eyelids twitched.

The queen said, am I wrong?

How is this possible? I'm just looking for some inspiration.

He patted his butt and got up, with a smile of the rest of his life on his face. He was not in a hurry, he thought it was to pave the way for the Empress.

If you still need to find inspiration in the future, can the Empress refuse?

The smile on Nangong Junchen's face grew stronger and stronger.

Come to Japan for a long time, Empress, I will be back.