Quick Transmigration: Male God Please Spoil Lighter

Shu Xiaomeng listened to the spring. Gongxi was drowsy, and after they were done, she cheered up.

According to her speculation, these two people must have something to do!

So when the two began to talk, Shu Xiaomeng listened very attentively.

Who knows the content of the conversation between the two of them was over and over again on one question, changing countless questions and answers dozens of times, and Shu Xiaomeng was speechless.

And the question is: Who is the best man and the emperor?

Does this question need to be answered?

Then Li Chongjin has never touched the women in the harem, how would these women know who is the best?

When Shu Xiaomeng saw the two of them talking and preparing to come again, she flew out decisively.

The sleepy Chungong Opera is really nothing good.

Shu Xiaomeng flew for a while, and found no place that was not peaceful. In the end, she simply found a flower and went to bed.

It’s strange to say that although Li Chongjin ran the beauty pageant and did not touch those women, the civil and military officials did not have any dissatisfaction. Some even felt that the women in the harem were not worthy of Li Chongjin, so it was reasonable for Li Chongjin not to touch them.

The court atmosphere is very friendly, and there is no rebellion at all.

Of course, corruption still exists, but the intensity of corruption is still very small, so Li Chongjin turned a blind eye to it.

There are no conspiracies, no external and internal troubles. This country is truly peaceful.

The people live and work in peace and contentment and live a happy life.

Shu Xiaomeng flapped his wings. So, the biggest problem with the court is that Li Chongjin has no children?

No wonder the system will assign her this task.

Shu Xiaomeng thought so and fell asleep, but when she woke up again, she found that she had changed a place!

Around her, there are no longer large clusters of flowers, but all kinds of finely carved jade jewelry.

Shu Xiaomeng:? ? ?

Did she cross it?

impossible!

"Mother, do you want to wear this butterfly hairpin?" A somewhat old voice sounded in Shu Xiaomeng's ear.

When Shu Xiaomeng took a look, a wrinkled face appeared in front of her.

"No, the saint is not coming, so why dress up like this?" A cold voice responded to the old voice.

Shu Xiaomeng looked again, and a woman in a pale pink palace dress with light makeup was combing her hair in the mirror.

Shu Xiaomeng looked again, her body seemed to be stuck to a hairpin?

Shu Xiaomeng:...

Did ancient people make hairpins with real things?

Shu Xiaomeng tried to move his wings, but fortunately, it didn't break, and he could fly.

"Manny, what do you think this sage thinks?" The mother said in a low voice.

The woman called the Empress faintly shook her head and said in a low voice: "How can people like us figure out the meaning of the saint?"

Shu Xiaomeng agreed with these words very much. How could these women be able to figure out the emperor's mind?

"Niang..." The mother wanted to say something, when she heard a shrill voice coming from outside.

"Holy, come!"

It was just such a sentence that successfully changed the expressions of the empress and mother.

Na Niang Niang quickly picked up the butterfly hairpin and inserted it in her hair, then trimmed her clothes, and went out to meet the saint.