Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

After that, he turned around and left without looking back.

The old **** breathed a sigh of relief and immediately arranged for someone to lift the drenched emperor onto the sedan chair.

When I was in the sedan chair, no one around saw it, so Ye Chuijin, who was still trembling just now, didn't tremble anymore, and leaned back in depression: [Ah, I think life has lost its meaning. 】

The system was expressionless: [Is the meaning of your life to have a relationship with the boss? 】

Ye Chuijin looked melancholy: [What about it? 】

The system was choked for a long time because of her righteousness.

After returning to her bedroom, Ye Chuijin continued to act pitifully, weak and helpless, and then waited for the emperor to finish her treatment, and then she went to sleep.

When Ye Chuijin woke up the next morning, she found that she had a cold.

She also took a special care to measure the temperature for herself: [I think 40 degrees can't be higher. 】

The system ridiculed indifferently on the side: [It should be 45 degrees. 】

Ye Chuijin exclaimed: [So high? Sure enough, even when I started the fire, it was a temperature that ordinary people couldn't reach. I'm really amazing. 】

System: [...] It was obviously mocking her for burning her brain!

The emperor was ill, so the court could not open this morning.

It doesn't matter if it can't be opened anyway, everyone is beginning to pass the papers to Prime Minister Jun.

Ye Chuijin had been pretending to be the emperor for so long, but at this time he finally let go of the burden. On the surface, he looked depressed and was seized of power. In fact, he was afraid that he would wake up from dreaming and laughing at night.

She was recuperating honestly in the palace. Not long after lunch, the door of the palace was pushed open as soon as she lay down.

Jun Zui came uninvited and walked in without knocking at the door.

The little emperor was stunned, and then he was really angry.

She lifted the quilt, her voice hoarse: "Who told you to come? Get out!"

Jun Zui bowed respectfully at her.

He chuckled, "The emperor, the minister had some papers and didn't know what to do with them, so they brought them over."

After all, he took out a copy of the Book of Etiquette from his arms.

Two more books were handed along with the zucchini.

Ye Chuijin opened it up and saw that one book "The King is the One" and the other "I Drunk and the King Knows" are both the latest masterpieces of Huajian Gongzi.

In order for Ye Chuijin to act, it was naturally impossible to look for this playboy's new book during this period of time. At this time, she looked at the two books in her hands and her hands trembled.

In front of him, Jun Zui's voice was steady: "Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites saw these two books in the shop, and I don't know whether it should be banned. The minister also didn't know how to choose, so he brought it to the emperor to see."

When you asked me to read these books in your imperial study room, I thought you were happy with me, but I refused to speak.

Thinking about it now, you just want to see me making a fool of yourself.

See how I was led into the quagmire by you step by step, a little bit overwhelmed by your tactics, only to discover the truth at the end, and I was desperate for life.

But now, the person who wrote the memorial has become me, and you will sit aside like I did before, holding the story between you and me written by others in your hands.

What do those unreal stories in the books mean to you? Is it a bargaining chip behind your back when you laugh at me for being stupid and ignorant?

What would you think?

Jun Zui looked at her trembling hands, his eyes flickered, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Ye Chuijin: [I...I want to call him! ! ! 】

Looking at the host who was almost crying with joy and couldn't help himself with excitement, the system looked up at its database and sighed.

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