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Chapter 1833 My Princess

Qiao Qiao frowned slightly, "Is he really the person he knows? Who is it?"

She knows a lot of girls, and I don't know which one it is.

Dongfang Zetian did not hide it and directly announced the answer, "You don't know her, but you must have heard of her name, the legitimate daughter of King Zhennan, Yu Zhilan."

The answer was too unexpected to Qiao Qiao, "Ah, King Zhennan has returned to the capital? What's the situation? What about Princess Pingkang?"

The princess was sentenced to death back then and waited for the death to be executed by Qiu Hou. The queen mother even pleaded with Princess Pingkang.

Dongfang Zetian took a sip of wine and looked indifferent, "You will know when you go back to the capital."

Qiao Qiao was so mean and hard that she didn't let Dongfang Zetian open her mouth. She was so depressed, "I really hate it, I actually kept it from being closed."

When did he get so unhappy?

Her eyes rolled around and she insisted on asking for some news, "However, the legitimate daughter of the King of Zhennan is not low, and she is considered a match with Qi Yu. How could she be a concubine?"

Dongfang Zetian sighed softly in his heart. After all, he was soft-hearted. "If you hire, you will be your wife, if you run, you will be your concubine."

Qiao Qiao jumped up like a needle, "What does it mean? Yu Zhilan and Qi Yu elope? No, Qi Yu is not the kind of brainless person. It should be that Yu Zhilan left home to find Qi Yu. He was revealed and the matter was a big deal. Qi Yu had to accept her. What's wrong?"

Seeing that she cared about Qi Yu so much, Dongfang Zetian felt very unhappy and could not help but bring it out on his face, "You are very smart."

Qiao Qiao snorted coldly, and actually showed her a look. What a magical silence?

Is it related to her to elope?

No, he doesn't like that Yu Zhilan, right?

She looked at him carefully, "Do you still need to say it? I can guess a few points by just thinking about it."

Dongfang Zetian understood her eyes and a burst of anger came up. Is her eyes blind?

"Then guess how many women are there in my harem?"

His voice suddenly became cold. Qiao Qiao was really speechless. Is his moodiness a common problem for the emperor?

She raised her pretty face and spoke coldly, "Listen to less questions about the palace, the secret to protecting her life."

She didn't take the emperor too seriously, and Dongfang Zetian couldn't help but laugh, "It seems that you never get involved in the affairs of the harem."

Qiao Qiao was chasing in her heart, you made her fuck, okay?

"I didn't have it, I did nothing..."

A cool voice sounded, "The Queen Mother has passed away."

All the words of Qiao Qiao were stuck in her throat, her eyes widened in shock, and subconsciously said, "When did you die? It wasn't me, don't push it on me."

He looks so stupid and cute. Dongfang Zetian is so funny. Who said she did it?

"Three days after Pingkang's death, she passed away with her beloved daughter. The mother and daughter are in love, so I'll funeral them together."

What he said was simple, but he covered the mess behind it.

Qiao Qiao keenly found out, "The Queen Mother didn't have the same coffin as the late emperor?"

This is not in line with the rules. Emperors and Empresses of all dynasties must be buried in the same coffin.

Dongfang Zetian smiled bitterly, "The tomb of the late emperor has been sealed, and it is not convenient to alarm the late emperor, so they were buried in the concubine's garden."

Qiao Qiao looked at him blankly, feeling a little sorry for him, and gently advised, "Don't be sad."

Dongfang Zetian stretched out his hand and took her into her arms. His voice was extremely low, "Well, don't be sad."

This time, Qiao Qiao did not struggle and racked her brains to make him happy, but she couldn't think of it for a while.

She said casually, "I'll sing for you."

Dongfang Zetian was so surprised, "You can still sing?"

Qiao Qiao rolled her eyes and said, "Tsk, who can't, listen."

She cleared her throat, and the clear and melodious song sounded. "A small boat can't carry many sorrows, and the shoulders carry countless worries. Give me a glass of wine to drink all the hatred in the world, drink all the promises that have been passed down through the ages. There are so many beautiful heroes since ancient times. They are all in trouble only for the beauty to be a little ashamed. Give me a glass of wine to stop. After drinking this glass, everything will come from

The world is still there and the people are still in the same place. The rolling yellow sand covers away many years. The joys and sorrows and sorrows are empty in the blink of an eye. The surging rivers have washed away all the dreams of men. Once the sea is vast and the sky is wide, and I don’t look back. I laugh and let my cool boy travel..."

It is as crisp as a bell, singing freely and freely, singing spirit and open-mindedness.

A strand of black hair on her chest was flying in the wind, and her snow-white skin was so beautiful that it was so white.

Dongfang Zetian looked at her foolishly, and finally, he was so close to him, just where he could find it.

I no longer have to feel lost after waking up from the dream countless times, and I no longer have to miss you every day.

After Qiao Qiao finished singing a song, thunderous applause rang around her. She bowed generously, elegant and beautiful.

She was so shining and radiant.

She turned her head slightly, her smile bright and warm, "Does it sound good?"

Dongfang Zetian was ready to move, "I like the way you sing, it's very beautiful."

Qiao Qiao raised her head proudly, "I am beautiful any time."

"Proud little princess." It's his little princess!

Under his gaze of the fever, Qiao Qiao was uncomfortable all over, afraid that he would rush up and kiss him.

She can't afford to lose this face.

Her little face became hotter and red, like a freshly ripe tomato.

Dongfang Zetian couldn't help but stretch out his hand and wanted to touch her little face.

A clear cough sounded suddenly, "Cough cough, Master, are you going to Jiyang alone, aren't you worried about something in the court?"

A figure came out from nowhere and stood in front of Qiao Qiao quietly.

It is Ouyang Bei. Although he is young, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and is quite tall.

The ambiguous and confusing atmosphere was broken, and Dongfang Zetian was so depressed that this kid was clearly here to disrupt the situation.

"What are I worried about? With the cabinet and the officials here, it's okay to hold on for ten days and half a month."

Ouyang Bei said with confidence, "But I'm worried that someone will scold my sister for being a beauty. Princess, you are here to travel around, right?"

What he said was to let Dongfang Zetian restrain himself and not to cause hatred for his sister.

Dongfang Zetian didn’t know how his children were educated, and each one was precocious than the other.

"Children should be innocent and bright. You are too precocious and too sensible."

He was full of joy for Qiao Qiao, but he was not so tolerant of her younger brother.

Ouyang Bei had a stern face and said unhappy, "My children are like this. I think you are used to it. Prince, you haven't answered me yet."

How could Dongfang Zetian let others control his thoughts? "I made a special trip to welcome Ruyi County Lord back to the capital. I want everyone to know how important the position of Ruyi County Lord in my heart is."
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