Quickly Accompany You To See the Stars and the Sea

Zhou Zhi has always known what he wants, and he will immediately think about how to do it.

If not, he would not have jumped directly from Ruan Ruan's side to Yuan Licheng's side.

He also tried his best to convince Yuan Licheng that he was not an eyeliner sent by Ruan Ruan, and gradually made Yuan Licheng believe him.

Now that I know that I want to rub this soft little imperial concubine in my arms, then Yuan Licheng's throne...

He is a rootless person, so naturally he cannot sit on the throne, but there have been many puppets since ancient times, and this royal family is not limited to Yuan Licheng.

Most people are willing to sit in this position, even if they have no real power, even if they are controlled by others.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhi lowered his head slightly, hiding the lust in his eyes, and at the same time quietly began to think in his heart, what should he do.

"Your Majesty is in a very good mood, and this servant will pour wine for you." Zhou Zhi looked at Yuan Licheng's eyes that kept looking at Ruan Ruan, which was really an eyesore.

Instead, give him a good night's sleep.

The woman he is optimistic about is just that he can't completely own it, and he can't let Yuan Licheng, a hypocrite, take it.

So, it's just right to start now, so that he won't be an eyesore.

"It's time to have a drink with my concubine." Yuan Licheng felt that Zhou Zhi understood his thoughts very well.

Originally, he was still a little entangled in whether he should be lucky for the imperial concubine.

Once lucky, Zhao Handong will inevitably cry a little sadly when he looks back.

She had recently hurt her body and was in a bad mood. Even though Yuan Licheng was distracted, he still had some scruples.

But if he drank some wine and got on his head to do something, and explained it to his little Dong'er later, his little Dong'er would understand, right?

Yuan Licheng caressed Ruan Ruan's eyebrows, and then had a drink with Ruan Ruan.

It's just that Yuan Licheng didn't realize that when he looked back at Ruan Ruan, Zhou Zhi's sleeves flicked, and a small pill had successfully entered Yuan Licheng's wine glass.

All the dishes and drinks on the table were poisoned by Zhou Zhi with a silver needle early in the morning.

Therefore, at this moment, Yuan Li was sincere and unguarded, and directly drank it in one gulp.

Sitting opposite Yuan Licheng, Ruan Ruan naturally saw Zhou Zhi's small movements, and looked at Zhou Zhi meaningfully.

But he found that Zhou Zhi squinted his eyes slightly, looking back at her without any fear.

In those eyes, it was too complicated, but the strong possessiveness was clearly expressed, and Ruan Ruan was not afraid of seeing it at all.

Sure enough, it will be the Nine Thousand Years in the future.

This method is really quiet.

If Ruan Ruan didn't happen to see it, she might have been tricked too.

Of course, the little fox's keen intuition will still remind her when she finally enters.

Fortunately, Zhou Zhi only attacked Yuan Licheng.

The wine entered his stomach, but after a while, Yuan Licheng felt hot all over.

Thinking that it would be better to drink some wine, he would feel better after meeting the imperial concubine, and his little Dong'er wouldn't say anything when he turned around.

He is an emperor, why can't he have three thousand beauties in the harem?

In the past, he was wrong. In order to coax Xiao Dong'er, he even thought about disbanding the harem.

It's silly to think about it now.

How can there be only one person in the emperor's harem?

"My concubine..." Yuan Licheng smiled foolishly, and immediately wanted to hug Ruan Ruan.

"Your Majesty..." Ruan Ruan was also willing to cooperate, but what she left was not the bed, but the soft couch.

At this moment, Yuan Licheng's eyes were not clear enough, and his reason was invaded by drugs, even the most vigilant Yuan Licheng had lost all the ability to think at this moment.

Yuan Licheng who was helped onto the soft couch even rubbed against the armrest of the soft couch, muttering: "Aifei, your hands are so soft..."