There Will Always Be Protagonists With Delusions of Starting a Harem

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The seven emperors brought an old craftsman to see Yandi, and Yandi did not ask much, and the reward was given to the people. In the early days of the morning, Yandi issued a sacred decree and announced that the seven-year-old emperor Yan Mingli was king. Yandi has never established a prince. He has never given his son a king. Now the seven emperors are the first to be sealed. Everyone has different minds. There are seven kings who want to be in the first place. They also think that the seven emperors are jealous of the emperor and have no connection with the emperor. .

Yan Mingli looked at the imperial edict on the table with sullen face. The hands tightened and relaxed, relaxed and tightened. Obviously, the mood was very bad.

The confidant **** bent over and lowered his voice and said, "The one is making trouble again. He said that he thought of a new idea and promised to help his grandmother make a lot of money. He also said that designing a device can greatly improve the efficiency of farmland irrigation."

"Oh?" Yan Mingli twitched his mouth and his eyes showed a glimmer of light. "He thinks a lot of whimsy, but he doesn't know if he will make something that he will make this day and be dedicated to his father!" He approached An Chengjie just to hold the stain of the town government office in his hands, so that he could make a fuss in the future, but he didn't want to have an honest experience. He contributed some recipes and drawings, and made explosives some time ago. This amazing good thing, just did not expect that the pie that fell on this day is actually poisonous!

The confidant **** poured a cup of tea for him and cautiously advised, "Why should you be a little man to be so troublesome, useful to raise, no use to kill, now you have taken the lead in sealing the king, waiting for the palace to move into the palace, you do not have to It’s so cautious now.”

He rubbed the wall and meditated. The pie is so tempting, he doesn't want to give up... I have to think about it.

The “Gifts” of the Seven Emperors continue, irrigation equipment, military defense equipment, methods to increase crop yields, suitable for the introduction of Fanbang seeds, and even more systematic and advanced methods of training. The reaction of the courtiers changed from the initial shock to the subsequent numbness. The eyes of other emperors watching the seven emperors became more and more strange. The faces of the seven emperors were worse than once, while the emperor was a pair of emperors. The appearance of the reward, given a wave after wave, even the side squats personally pointed to two, I heard that Zhengzheng has let the Empress Dowager help.

The system prompts to play again and again, and finally two days before the autumn hunting, the chance of falling to love is reduced to 50%. Ye Zhizhou turned off the light screen, and Yan Mingyong, who was playing chess with himself after looking at the desk, had a complicated mood. I thought that this world's lover is so small, temper and bear twisted, I definitely need to take care of myself, but I don't want to be too naive. The royal child is simple, he just mentioned the plan casually, and the other party actually did it. So to the point.

As the research results were announced again and again in a courtesy manner, the trust of the Seven Emperors to An Chengjie finally ceased to exist, and the people were directly locked in a small village in the suburbs of Beijing, and they were guarded. An Chengjie has been obsessed with completing one work after another. He has not noticed the change of his situation. He is also doing the support of the Seven Emperors and becoming a person, and then smashing the dreams of the people of the National Government.

"Kawago Restaurant? Oh." An Chengjie turned over the drawings drawn by the craftsmen according to his vision, and smiled grimly. "The same is the traverser, you have already gone to hell, and I am destined to be one person." Above people!"

A smudge of black shadow flashed through the corner of the house, and then quickly disappeared into the darkness.

In the middle of the night, dark prison.

Yan Mingyong played with the delicate darts in his hand, and his expression was faint. "Is he sure?"

"I see it with my own eyes."

"Go on, let people keep staring."

"Yes!"

Zijinwei left, Yan Mingyong put down the darts, looked at the person who was fixed on the wall, smiled, "I don't want to tell the truth?"

The handsome man with a breath of breath moved, still silent.

"There is a bone." Yan Mingyong got up and walked slowly. He said, "You still don't know. Your baby lover is now a king. The scenery is beautiful. The father also chose a few good ladies for him. When you pick a good day, you have to be a relative."

The handsome man finally reacted. He looked up at him and struggled wildly. His face was full of blood and his face was screaming and hoarse and desperate.

"Isn't it sweet? Pain?" Yan Mingyong did not care about his hateful eyes. He turned back to the chair and sat down. He continued, "The son of the book of the court, even for the man who just used you, becomes the present." Really pitiful. You know, I know, besides you, there are several 'confidantes' like yours around my seven brothers. I heard that there is a boy named Korean who is especially favored, that Korean... is yours. Good friend?"

The handsome man was stunned, his chest was violently undulating, his throat was sore, and his eyes narrowed with tears.

"Do you want to say?" Yan Mingyong picked up the darts and slowly played.

After a quarter of an hour, the mood of the handsome man finally calmed down, and he took a deep breath and said with no expression. "I want to know you, I will tell you, but I have the conditions. You have to tell me who the confidants are."

Yan Mingyong nodded and promised, and after getting up, he got up and dropped the dart. "Dean, you come to judge him." Time has been delayed for a long time, he should go back to sleep with the music. Out of the fake mountain for camouflage outside the secret entrance, he was just about to put on the cloak hat, and a familiar voice came out from the top of the hill. The tone was sinister.

"So you are lethargic during the day because you ran to the ‘at the end of the night’?”

Yan Mingyong’s action on the hat was stiff and he turned to look up at the person sitting on the rockery and licked his lips. “Lear.”

Ye Zhizhou jumped from the rockery, rubbing his fingers, sneer, "I also deliberately fainted me, huh? You better give me a reliable explanation, otherwise..." He said that his eyes swept over the thighs below his waist. , made a one-size-fits-all gesture.

Yan Ming couldn't help but clamp his legs.

One day before the autumn hunting, the Shangshu Shangshu suddenly presented his sin book in the early dynasty, stating all the wrongful cases that he deliberately carried out in these years, causing Yan Di’s anger and shutting down a large number of large and small officials mentioned in his book. . For a time, the courtiers were in danger, and they all picked up their tails to be human. The princes who have recently acted on their own are all honest, and they are trembled and hope that the people in their camps will not be implicated.

Yan Mingli fell behind all the things that could fall in the study room, and then quickly sent a letter to the younger son of Shangshu, but did not want to be responsive to him. This rare evasion of his request for a meeting, and then He left the capital with his family on the grounds of taking care of the disease. On the night, Shangshu Shangshu committed suicide in Tianqiang.

This incident finally sounded the alarm in Yan Mingli's heart. From the time he got An Chengjie's explosive/medicine formula, all things began to break away from control. Now even the biggest one is betrayed him!

Someone must be behind him, who will it be?

He sat down at the table, and the big prince from the Queen thought of the five princes of the palace, but he never thought of a clue. Finally, he set his sights on An Chengjie. All the wrong things started after contact with the other party, and those novel things that were "dedicated" to the emperor in the first time... It is not clear who is behind the whole person, but this An Chengjie must have problems. !

With full of anger, he disguised himself and left the palace and went to the suburbs of Beijing.

An Chengjie saw him coming over, happy to hold a small sword-like thing to meet, excited, "Your Highness is just right, I have designed a hidden weapon, and the use of poison/drug developed by Dr. Feng has a miraculous effect! You see, this is a semi-finished product."

"Oh? Dark weapon?" Yan Mingli smiled and took the semi-finished product in his hand. He looked at it with a squint. "Is it smeared?"

An Chengjie did not suspect him. He nodded and replied. "Only a little bit of it can't be killed, but it's enough to make people weak. Your predecessor is careful, don't get caught."

"Of course I will be careful." Yan Mingli raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, suddenly leaned over, smashed the semi-finished product in his hand into his abdomen, then held his body and smiled. "The dark weapon There is no way to dedicate it to the father. The useless things are for you."

He widened his eyes and looked down at the incredible little sword. He raised his hand and covered the wound. He took two steps back and looked at the elegant man with a distorted expression. "His Royal Highness, you how so……"

The smile on Yan Mingli's face disappeared, and the handkerchief wiped out his hand and sneered. "For the betrayal, I have no patience with Yan Mingli. Come, take him to the dungeon and let the doctor look at the dead. The king has something to ask!"

betray? What does Yan Mingli mean?

The wound was very painful. In the swaying sight, I saw a few black shadows approaching. He struggled for a while, but he was spread to his body and made no effort. He finally gave up and was unwilling to lose consciousness with full of doubts.

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Ye Zhizhou turned off the light screen, and continued to slowly flip the book, and Yan Mingyong, who looked directly at the opposite side, ignored it completely.

"Leer." Yan Mingyong pouted with a pity, with a look of grievances on his face, it looked very affectionate. It is a pity that Ye Zhizhou, who knows exactly what he is, has already been immune to this, and his eyelids have not been lifted.

After the night of the rockery, Ye Zhizhou began a unilateral cold war. No matter how Yan Mingyong is, it is not good. Of course, in Ye Zhizhou’s view, those who transfer the topic are not like the monks, but they are more like a fire. oil!

Yan Ming smashed his lips, and saw that this trick didn't work. He bowed his head and suddenly closed up and closed the temple door. Then he stood in front of Ye Zhizhou and took away his book.

Ye Zhizhou, who has been observing his movements, has raised his eyebrows, looked up at him, and did not speak.

Yan Mingyong put the book aside, raised his hand and untied his belt.

Ok? What is this? He was very confused, but remembered that the two were still in the cold war and pressed the impulse of the opening.

The black belt slipped to the ground, followed by the golden crown of the hair. Recently, some of the fat arms were exposed from the wide sleeves sliding down, and a warm light was shining under the warm sun in the afternoon. The thin fingers were put on the belt and slowly pulled away.

Lying in the trough! Bear child, what are you doing!