put it in my arms

Chapter 332 Female Venerable 2
And this time, Wen Ruan's identity is the queen's first daughter. After the death of the queen, she successfully inherited the throne and desperately attacked the Qinglong Kingdom.

The prince sent by the Purple Sweet Potato Kingdom is now staying in her harem, and no one cares about her.

Since Wen Ruan inherited the throne, except for the men that the ministers stuffed her, no drafts have been held, the harem is deserted, and Wen Ruan has never been to the harem, and now the men in the harem are talked about wherever they go.

Wen Ruan took off his court clothes, and rubbed his forehead tiredly.

"Your Majesty, General An Ding has won." The minister kneeling on the ground said a little excitedly.

Wen Ruan sat down and held her chin up. Her beautiful face looked a little sleepy, and her eyes were bruised.

"Okay, let's go down and prepare for the banquet."

The minister knew that Her Majesty was tired, so he hurried down to work after saying yes.

"Your Majesty, do you want to flop today?"

Wen Ruan raised his eyelids, waved his hands, "Forget it."

The maid said she was about to go down when Wen Ruan inadvertently caught a glimpse of a certain name on the sign.

Wen Ruan opened her mouth, "Wait."

She stretched out her hand and flipped through the sign, "Just him."

"I won't go, let him come here."

The maid lowered her eyes and stepped back.

In the huge palace, Wen Ruan was wearing a large robe, propping her chin to feel drowsy, red marks were printed on her white and tender face, she had pulled out all the hairpins on her head one by one, and her hair was scattered casually .

The red robe was crookedly worn, and the little mouth was deflated, and then it kept pouting in grievance.

Different from the ones I usually meet by chance in the palace, this one is very cute.

Yes, it is cute.

On weekdays, on weekdays
"Qin Shijun, please hurry up, don't keep Her Majesty waiting." The palace maid's eyes wandered, she didn't dare to look at this man who was as beautiful as the moonlight.

The man was wearing a crescent-colored robe, with a straight back, a meticulous collar, hair scattered behind his back, bright red lips without a little lip balm, a small mole on the bridge of his nose that was extremely delicate, and his eyebrows and eyes were so delicate. very gentle.

The maid's little heart was beating non-stop, but she also very much hoped that he could be favored by Her Majesty the Empress. After all, this was something he thought about day and night, wasn't it?

Qin Juanchu pinched his clothes nervously, he let out a breath secretly, and went in with a hard heart.

The palace is filled with calming incense, a few expensive vases are placed casually, and then there are normal tables and chairs, the only difference is that facing the door is a large dragon chair.

The man walked over cautiously, for fear of waking her up, his eyes were full of tenderness.

Wen Ruan moved her body, feeling a little cold, but a thin quilt covered her body for a while.

Wen Ruan opened his eyes.

A face magnifies in front of her.

[Mission target detected: Qin Juanchu, male, 18 years old, son of the prime minister. 】

???

Gone? ? ?

[Please dig out the rest by yourself. 】

Three big question marks suddenly appeared on Wen Ruan's face.

Qin Juanchu pursed his lips, the woman's bewildered look poked his heart for a moment.

Do you not like him?

What should I do.

why?

Qin Juanchu lightly frowned, "Don't, don't catch a cold." His voice was also gentle and soft.

Gentle nod.

So, so alienated?

[Ding, 25% favorability! 】

[Ding, 20% favorability! 】

[Ding, favorability is 30! 】

[Ding, favorability is 25! 】

???

(End of this chapter)