I kicked the male lead away

Sima Chen has planned for many years, and there is no suspense for him to win this usurpation.

The old emperor was having fun with his concubine in the bedroom, and he was so excited that he couldn't get up, so he specially used the golden weapon.

As a result, because I used prescription drugs without the guidance of a doctor, I was too excited and became cold.

Several sons of King Qi fought to the death, not caring about the bond of flesh and blood, they all capsized the ship.

In the end, Sima Chen and Huang Que were left behind and won the game.

These were broadcast by Fang Zhilan listening to the system. At that time, she had entered the Weiyang Palace, the main palace where only queens of the Qi Kingdom had ever lived.

Fang Zhilan heard the excited electronic voice from the system: "Congratulations host, your current luck value has reached 90.00%!"

Well, Fang Zhilan nodded without any surprise.

As for the queen, if one person is under one person and over ten thousand people, it's no wonder that the luck value is not high.

Fang Zhilan squatted by the lotus pond, hid in the reeds that were higher than the head, and licked melon seeds.

Eating melon seeds is fun for a while, and it’s always fun to eat melon seeds. No wonder Aunt Liu loves melon seeds so much.

Speaking of which, I don't know how Heizi is doing now...

Just as Fang Zhilan was staring at the koi in the lake in a daze, footsteps suddenly sounded behind her.

She just thought it was some little palace maid who came to circle around her without looking back, and waved her hands without looking back: "I'm fine, you go and do other things."

The little maids placed by Sima Chen watched her closely, as if they were afraid that Fang Zhilan would put on her wings and fly away.

The man didn't move, but said: "Alan, what are you doing here?"

The voice is deep, with a seemingly non-existent magnetism.

It is impossible for a court lady to have this voice, and it is even more impossible for a eunuch.

Fang Zhilan rolled her eyes at the lake and sighed.

It's Sima Chen's dog skin plaster again!You just came to the throne and you're not busy with state affairs, why did you come to see her?

As if sensing Fang Zhilan's impatience, Sima Chen took a few steps forward.

"Don't come here." Fang Zhilan continued to nibble on melon seeds, lazily, "Come here again, I'll plunge headfirst into this lake!"

Sima Chen's footsteps stopped, and his voice was full of disappointment: "Alan, would you ever be willing to listen to me tell a story."

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the male protagonist, even if his brain is out of order, he still remembers this kind of clichéd plot.

Fang Zhilan opened her mouth, and was about to say she didn't want to, but Sima Chen said before her: "Once upon a time, there was a little boy who was born in a big family. Because his mother's status was low, he was not taken seriously, and often Bullied by brothers."

"The little boy complained to his mother, but his mother always shook her head and said nothing..."

"I've heard this story before." Fang Zhilan interrupted quietly, "Could it be that the little boy's mother went to please the head of the family for him, but was framed by his wife and other concubines and died tragically in the palace? Let the little boy grow up alone with cold eyes and plotting?"

Sima Chen was a little surprised: "Alan, you really care about me, you have inquired about these things so clearly."

Fang Zhilan wanted to shake Sima Chen's head to see if there was any water in it.

Isn't this the story that the hero and heroine told the original heroine when the hero and heroine were in trouble in the original text?

Hearing that, the heroine's heart was sour and astringent, her eyes were dim with tears, and she instantly forgave what the heroine had done to her in the past.

Then the two hugged each other tightly and talked to each other.

But Fang Zhilan's heart did not fluctuate.

It's none of her business, it's not that she caused him to have such a miserable childhood.

"Sima Chen." Fang Zhilan patted the melon seed peel in her hand, and slowly stood up. The red Polygonum was blown by the night wind along with her clothes, "Among those who bullied you and plotted against you, is there me?"

"Of course not." Sima Chen shook his head anxiously.

Fang Zhilan turned around, narrowing her cold eyes slightly: "Since you didn't, then why did you speak ill of me at first? You don't even care about a woman's reputation, and you don't show up on her wedding day, asking her to marry a A rooster paying homage?"

Unexpectedly, she would suddenly bring up old accounts. Sima Chen was somewhat at a loss, and hurriedly explained: "Alan, I didn't do it on purpose, I just didn't know..."

"I don't know what?" Fang Zhilan asked back, the coldness in her voice forced Sima Chen to cry or not, wondering where he was standing.

Fang Zhilan remained unmoved: "The brave are angry and draw their blades at the stronger ones; the cowardly are angry, but draw their blades at the weaker ones. Sima Chen, what about you?"

Her words undoubtedly touched Sima Chen's heart.

He fell silent.

Fang Zhilan left by mistake, with only one thought in mind.

Lu Xun's quotations are really easy to use, and they are easy to use without being limited by time and objects!

Sure enough, after that day, Sima Chen didn't have the face to look for her for a long time.

I couldn't see Sima Chen, but another unexpected guest came.

Ji Yucheng came to visit.

Fang Zhilan heard the servant's announcement, turned around and found the big and hard phoenix seal.

I can't beat Sima Chen, and I can't beat Ji Yucheng, you treacherous hypocrite?

The people outside the court were tall and tall, and the little maids of Weiyang Palace couldn't help but secretly looked at them. Fang Zhilan found a pavilion and sat opposite Ji Yucheng.

This place is relatively quiet, after Fang Zhilan told all the court ladies who were serving tea and water to retreat, she gritted her teeth viciously: "Ji Yucheng, do you still remember how you promised me back then?!"

Ji Yucheng seemed to have anticipated her anger, and nodded slightly: "This fact is my breach of contract, but the king of Chen is forcing you with his life, and I have no other choice. I hope Miss Haihan."

Back in the palace, Ji Yucheng became that gentle and polite national teacher again.

Of course, Fang Zhilan could only enjoy her mouth, and she couldn't really do anything to him, so she didn't have any extra patience: "Then it's as you wish, Sima Chen ascends the throne, why do you come to me?"

"It is precisely because of this that I asked Miss Fang."

"Please?" Fang Zhilan raised her eyebrows.

Ji Yucheng pursed his lips, the emotions in his eyes fluctuated like tea leaves in a cup.

Not only Fang Zhilan has changed, Sima Chen in this life is also very different from his previous life.

Although Sima Chen in his previous life was also entangled with Fang Zhilan endlessly, he always took it as his duty to expand the territory. He was decisive, ruthless and ruthless. He was a qualified emperor.

But Sima Chen in this life obviously has little interest in state affairs.

If one were to say what was most important to Sima Chen now, it could only be Fang Zhilan, who was no match for the monstrous power.

Ji Yucheng even suspected that if Fang Zhilan hooked his fingers, Sima Chen would be able to wag his tail and give up the imperial power.

It's a pity, anyone could tell that Fang Zhilan didn't see Sima Chen in her eyes at all, and she even wished to draw a Milky Way between her and him.

After a long silence, he said, "I remember that the girl seemed to think that she was the chosen one before? I don't know how you feel now."

Since he dared to mention it, Fang Zhilan no longer concealed it: "The world is still uncertain, Mr. Ji is in a hurry to ridicule me?"

"No." Ji Yucheng shook his head, "The emperor trusts you very much, maybe the girl can try to share his worries."

The implication was that Fang Zhilan would use Sima Chen's trust in her to assist in state affairs.

If other people say such things, it must be treasonous, but it seems extremely reasonable when it comes out of Ji Yucheng's mouth.

After all, he only cares about the peace of the world, not who the person on the throne is.

Fang Zhilan was about to be amused by him, she really counted, she didn't love anyone.

Even Ji Yucheng could tell that Sima Chen's current state of mind was indeed not suitable for being an emperor.

No matter how indifferent Fang Zhilan was, she was afraid that the opportunity would slip away.

It was night, she did not fall asleep early as usual, but left a lamp staring at the door in a daze.

"Miss." Luxiu walked in with reproach, "It's so late, why are you still awake?"

The other palace people have already called her Empress, only Lu Xiutou Tie still insists on calling her Miss Fang Zhilan.

"Go to bed first." Fang Zhilan yawned, "I'll rest in a while."

Lu Xiu pursed her lips, but there was nothing she could do about it, so she refilled Fang Zhilan with a cup of tea, and left again.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Zhilan heard someone talking outside: "Your Majesty hasn't slept yet?"

"If you go back to the emperor, not yet."

Then came the sound of Sima Chen's footsteps gradually approaching the room.

Fang Zhilan snorted coldly, what are you pretending, this Weiyang Palace is all his people except for the green sleeves, and his actions are all under Sima Chen's control. She is still up so late, how can Sima Chen not sleep? Know?

Sure enough, the room was pushed open, and Sima Chen stepped in.

"It's windy!" Fang Zhilan frowned, "Close the door."

Seeing that she actually spoke to him first, Sima Chen felt sweet in his heart, he didn't care about Fang Zhilan's disgusting tone, turned around and closed the door.

"Alan?" His eyes were shining, and he leaned over, "Why are you still awake so late?"

"Wait for you." Fang Zhilan straightened her sleeves and got up slowly.

Sima Chen was overjoyed and was about to say something when Fang Zhilan walked up to him and waved his sleeves violently.

She held her breath, Sima Chen was caught off guard, covered by the powerful sweating medicine, before he had time to react, he collapsed.

Fang Zhilan found the silk, pulled a long rope, and tied him up skillfully.

Fang Zhilan had already seen its effect when he used this Mongolian sweat medicine to stun General Chu's subordinates at the border before.

As soon as I returned to Beijing this time, I couldn't wait to find the seller and buy a few more packs, which I kept hidden close to my body.

Sure enough, it came in handy now.

After tying up Sima Chen, Fang Zhilan took out the jade wrench that had been hanging on her chest, and tapped it lightly on the table three times with her knuckles, making a crisp sound from the knuckles and the table.

"What is the master's order?" A man dressed in simple black appeared from nowhere, knelt in front of her, and asked with cupped hands.

Completely ignore the captivated Son of Heaven.

"Pass on my secret order. The secret guards that Sima Chen sent out to hunt down General Chu's father and daughter before all stop. They must ensure that they return safely." Fang Zhilan had obviously been thinking about this sentence for a long time.

"Yes." The man in black replied in a low voice, buried his head even lower, and disappeared from nowhere after getting the order.

Sima Chen thought that the planning was flawless, and he could secretly order Chu Qingshu to die, but how could he have expected that Fang Zhilan and the golden finger of Xie Xi could thoroughly grasp all his plans.

As a king, he has been so negligent and has no defenses. If he is not under house arrest, who is under house arrest?