Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

As soon as Bai Zhen said these words, someone on the opposite side immediately covered their faces shyly, blinking a pair of eyes painted with bright eyeshadows, sending her an apocalypse.

Bai Zhen's small face wrinkled.

Uh……

The woman's aesthetics, she really can't get used to it.

Also, did they misunderstand her?

The ivory folding fan twirled around her fair and beautiful fingertips, then unfolded and fanned lightly.

Bai Zhen cleared her throat and said embarrassedly, "That... I'm fine. Since you've all been exposed to the sun, go back."

She still has to be busy looking for Jiuyuan's little bastard.

The three thousand beauties lowered their heads in despair, all of them weeping and grimacing, but because of Bai Zhen's high status, they didn't dare to show anything in front of her.

Before they came here, they thought that His Majesty had only summoned him.

So I specially took a flower bath, put on my best clothes, put on the most graceful hairpin, rubbed on high-end rouge gouache for a long time, and carefully traced my eyebrows. time.

It's not just a matter of summoning alone.

They didn't even have time to get a stick of incense here.

Just let them go back?

Go out and get some sunshine?

What is it called rain and dew?

The anger in the hearts of the concubines and concubines rose, but it was not that Bai Zhen's attitude was casual, and they glared at each other, only complaining that those coquettish and cheap goods were very annoying.

If it wasn't for them, how could His Majesty send him back so quickly?

It must be because there are too many of them, they are too ugly, and the smell of rouge is too strong, making His Majesty unhappy.

Everyone, you stared at me, I stared at you, and walked away secretly.

Bai Zhen heaved a sigh of relief.

This unbearable harem three thousand...

In fact, it was all contributed by the ministers of the DPRK and China.

Most of them are the sons of the family.

As for the eldest son...

Naturally, it is the treasure at the bottom of the pressing box, which is reserved for King Guangping.

The abacus of these wallheads are jingling in their hearts. Jun Wuyue and Jun Wuxue will have a battle sooner or later, no matter who wins in the end, they will not lose.

And most of the concubines in the harem were dedicated to the original owner by Jun Wuxue.

She is the famous King of Guangping who is loved by the people. She wants to sacrifice, and the original owner has no reason to refuse.

But things go bad.

From time to time, Jun Wuxue would send a group of beautiful men to the palace for the original owner, and he was not biased, always choosing formal occasions such as palace banquets.

The original owner is cowardly and rarely refuses.

I always think that there are already so many people in the harem anyway, one more is more, two is more, no difference.

This happened many times, and the ministers naturally thought that the female emperor Wuyue was not only incompetent, but also good-looking.

Who knows, those concubines are all the eyeliners that Jun Wuxue specially placed in the harem, monitoring Jun Wuyue's whereabouts in real time, like an invisible dagger that can be inserted into her heart at any time.

Bai Zhen couldn't help but sigh again, it was a miracle of life that the original owner could survive until now.

However, because the original owner had a white moonlight in his heart, even if he was sitting in the harem of three thousand people, he would not be moved in the face of handsome men of different styles.

This may……

It's her only strength.

Bai Zhen stood up, brushed off the folds on the front of her clothes, yawned lazily in the sun, and walked back to the bedroom.

【Host, what are you going to do? 】

Bai Zhen slumped down on the couch with her waist stretched.

She slept like this—

When I opened my eyes again, it was dark.