100 Ways to Get the Male God

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The crime of the regent was revealed to the world. There was only one little princess left in the royal family, and it was a last resort to take over the throne. The courtiers could only hope that the new queen would give birth to a child soon and become the next new emperor.

Choosing a harem for the emperor became a top priority.

After a courtier raised this matter in the lobby, Yu Chu touched her chin, and she couldn't help but smile at the eyes of the prime minister, Qing Mo, and said deliberately:

"Well, what Aiqing said is very true. I will sort out the roster in the past two days and let me choose."

Rong Xian looked at her calmly.

After the court came down, the ministers saluted the Prime Minister tremblingly, and then dispersed.

Rong Xian lowered his eyes silently.

Yu Chu coughed and looked at the young prime minister with an indifferent expression.

She said that just now, it is considered to be using people to cross the river and demolish the bridge. Although she is very cool, she still has to coax her.

"I was just kidding." She stood up, "I like you so much, I want to see you jealous."

Rong Xian looked at her quietly.

"..."

...it doesn't seem to have been coaxed well. Yu Chu racked his brains thinking about what to coax, but when he saw that he lowered his eyes again, his slender fingers were on the buckle around his waist.

"..." Yu Chu was startled and took a step back, "...what are you doing?"

Rong Xian tilted her head slightly, her eyes fell on the dragon chair behind her, "Isn't it true that I haven't been with Your Majesty here."

"..."

Yu Chu was stunned, covered his dragon robe, and stepped back, "You, calm down..."

The boy in white stepped forward step by step, his pace was not too slow, his index finger hooked on the collar of his collarbone, he gently pulled it apart, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Yu Chu retracted himself into the dragon chair, and saw the prime minister's figure shrouded in his eyes, "I didn't really think that way, you, don't be impulsive, have something to say?"

Rong Xianqingmo's eyes were calm, and he said slowly, "I'm just worried that, as your majesty's florist, if you fail to perform your duties, you will be abandoned by your majesty."

"..."

The prime minister's slender fingers rested on the armrest, and the dragon pattern of his teeth and claws matched the white color of his fingers, the snow clothes were loose, and the ink poured down.

The index finger of one of his hands gently hooked her collar, Yu Chu grabbed his hand wanting to cry without tears, and coaxed: "No, you made a mistake, how could I abandon you?"

The white-clothed prime minister looked at her quietly with clear and ink eyes, with a small smile on his lips, "Why not?"

He lowered his eyes, pulled his fingers hard, and pulled the collars of some dragon robes, his voice was calm and light.

"I'm just His Majesty's pet. When I'm called, I'll be obedient."

Yu Chu was stunned for a moment, the dragon robe was gently peeled off to her shoulders, the boy leaned over, his thin lips fell on her shoulders, and said softly: "I will be obedient, I will listen to everything. As long as your majesty, don't let other people be pets. ."

"..."

Yu Chu's eyelashes twitched, and his fingers couldn't help clinging to his shoulders, feeling his thin lips move from his shoulders to his neck, and the slender fingers of the young prime minister went down and pulled away the belt of the dragon robe around her waist.

Yu Chu suddenly took a breath and took his hand.

Rong Xian paused slightly.

He was silent for a few seconds, then slowly got up and stepped back.

The prime minister was dressed in loose white clothes, with half of his collarbone exposed under the collar. His expression was flat and cold, but he was still not messy, but peaceful and soothing.

He stood silently, his voice without emotion:

"If you want someone else, I'll go crazy."

Yu Chu was startled.

The young prime minister's gaze was calm, but it shook faintly, as if it had been broken into pieces.