Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

The **** saw the ugly look of the two faces, and his heart was very happy.

Just yesterday, the two were still one of the most distinguished couples under the day.

But now...

Anyone can step on it.

"Right, this is two breakfasts."

Another palace man put the food box in his hand on the ground.

Zhao Wei and A Zhao did not move anyone.

The **** said these words but did not leave.

His eyes were staring at Zhao Wei, and he said with sinisterness: "These things are the grace of the same wife and the noble lady. The monk Zhao Wei can know how to be grateful. It is better to go in the direction of the two palaces. Head, how?"

Zhao Wei looked sharply.

Someone moves faster than him.

"Snapped!"

Azhao felt a bit distressed and touched the palm of his pain. This **** was really thick, and he slapped his hands and his hands were red.

The **** did not expect that, in such a place, Azhao’s temper could still be so rushed.

He glared at A Zhao: "You..."

Azhao chin lifted up high: "What are you? This palace has not been taken away from the title, or the Zhengyi Wang Yizheng! Just not mentioning this, this palace is also the lord of the lord of the sacred priest!"

"Who gives you the courage to dare to yell in front of the palace? Also -"

She flanked her and pointed to Zhao Wei: "Look at your dog's eyes and look at it. This person is the husband of the palace! It is a shame to humiliate the palace! What do you think of, and dare to humiliate this palace?" ”

The **** was so angry that he trembled: "Come to come...coming..."

A Zhao didn't look at him. He looked disdainful: "While you call someone, this palace has to look at it. Who dares to do this for the palace?"

Zhao Wei looks at the woman in front of the complex.

At this moment, her clothes are wrinkled, and she is facing the sky.

But it is such a person, a person who has a hard life and has suppressed the momentum of the full body of the womb.

He heard her crisp voice full of majesty: "This palace is standing here, who dares to come over?"

No one dares to answer.

Zhao Yan sighed and went forward, gently holding her hand.

At this time, he discovered that the hand hidden in his sleeve was shaking slightly.

She is afraid.

But even if she was afraid, she would not hesitate to stand in front of him, and would not want him to be humiliated by the villains.

Azhao’s palms trembled, and the subconscious would have to withdraw his hand.

Zhao Wei was holding it hard, and his condensed voice rang in her ear: "Thank you, Wang Hao."

Zhao Wei looked down at the **** and his voice was faint: "I know who the father-in-law is. Just the father-in-law may wish to think about it. Although I am lonely at the moment, I am still surnamed Zhao."

"If I have something, the master behind you can be cleaned, but what about you?"

The eunuch’s heart trembled, like a slap in the face.

He reacted suddenly and his back was cold and sweaty.

He was immersed in the surprises appreciated by the nobles, and indulged in the excitement of the past days, and he even forgot what he was.

The other side is falling again, that is also the son of His Majesty, with royal blood in his bones.

Which day, I read the feelings of my father and son, and I have oppressed the slaves of Yan Wang...

He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The group of people sighed with arrogance and sneaked out of the Anle Palace.

There are only Zhao Wei and A Zhao in the empty courtyard.

Azhao’s hand was still held by Zhao Wei, and the temperature of the other’s palm was so hot that she breathed a little.

She stretched her face and tried to break her hand and didn't make it.

Zhao Wei chuckled: "Wang Weiwei, let the king open his eyes."

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Male: My brain is full of power and cute!

Azhao: I am awake, I am all acting.

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