Until his death, Brugun was still reflecting and regretting.
But he didn't expect that when he opened his eyes again, he would be back to his youth again.
And everything that happened after that made his mood fluctuate even more.
He originally thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that people can be reborn after death.
He originally wanted to quickly express his loyalty to his aunt and swear that he would not be the emperor, but he did not expect that his rebirth would be a step too late.
He originally thought that if his aunt died, he would make the same mistakes as in his previous life.
For this reason, he even lay in front of his aunt's grave and cried for three days and three nights.
Unexpectedly, my aunt climbed out of the grave.
One after another, these things kept teasing his fragile nerves.
It also made him more determined: he could not become this emperor even if he was killed.
Since his aunt is so obsessed with the throne that he will crawl back from the ground even if he dies, then he should give up the throne to his aunt.
The emperor is a hard worker. If he loves someone, he will stop doing it.
He was really scared.
When he saw his aunt's polite look, he thought of reminding her not to forget the amount owed to that warehouse.
Who would have thought that his aunt's sense of responsibility would still be so strong, and she would take the throne back without saying a word.
He originally thought that he could live a peaceful and prosperous life in the future.
But he didn't expect that his aunt didn't know what he was thinking, and came over without saying a word and beat him seriously.
Countless "I originally thought" and "I didn't expect" completely mixed Brugu's brain into a mess.
Brugu's heart was filled with annoyance: why did he join forces with that bastard Xiao Batu, why did he usurp his aunt's position, and why did he open the door for Xiao Batu.
After the incident was over, Xiao Batu said he wanted to go on a long journey, so he just slapped his butt and left.
But he had to bear his aunt's anger alone.
Brugu's eyes were filled with tears, and he clenched his fists very angrily: My aunt won't force him to become emperor, he can't, he can't do it.
Maybe his fists were clenched too tightly, and Brugu let out a painful whimper while lying on the bed: It hurts so much.
Angrily leaving Bulugu's residence, Jin Qing took every step extremely slowly: Why did she want to take on such a crappy task? Wouldn't it be nice to go out and rob someone with a mace?
Jin Qing thought as he walked towards the city gate.
Forget it, Asuwan’s wish is to find a new leader for the people anyway.
As long as she runs away, there will definitely be someone who wants to take advantage of her.
There's no need for her to be so entangled.
Perhaps it has to do with the perennial winds. Most of the buildings in this city are cylindrical.
Even the roof is round and looks like an ice cream ball.
This is a passionate city, and the women dress very coolly.
They wore gauze bloomers of various colors underneath, and a tube top of the same color on top, exposing their shoulders and a small waist, and they were talking and laughing openly on the street.
But what makes Jin Qing feel strange is that these girls all have veils on their faces.
Does this mean that as long as others can't see their faces, they won't feel shy!
Different from what women wear, most men wear long robes. The clothes are separated to both sides and form a slender inverted triangle, revealing the slightly dark skin underneath.
Some people have a lot of chest hair on their chests, and some people have very developed muscles.
The girls stared at them and giggled.
Seeing the bright lights on some women's bellies, Jin Qing was very curious and wanted to reach out and touch them.
In the end, it was stopped by 707. It was so embarrassing that it lost its face.
Jin Qing curled her lips: she suspected that these people had rubbed oil on their bodies.
Walking all the way to the city gate, Jin Qing saw several maids waiting there in the distance.
Several of Asuwan's most caring maids were buried with Brugu, although these maids also served Asuwan.
But due to insufficient levels, they were just wandering around the periphery.
Therefore, when the maids were made as funerary objects, they were only transferred to work as handymen.
Now that the Queen has returned and there are no useful people around her, the Chief of the Chamber naturally recruits them back.
Everyone was panicked when they found out that Jin Qing had left the palace.
After all, the queen has just returned. If something happens again, they may be the next batch of victims.
What makes them even more panicked is that no one knows how the queen climbed out of the grave.
They couldn't even tell whether the queen was a human or a ghost now.
Although some people continue to spread the news among the people, the queen is protected by heaven and was brought back from the tomb by the gods.
But they have stayed in the palace for a long time and are well aware of the methods used by these powerful people to manipulate public opinion.
Therefore, they were full of fear of Jin Qing.
But the problem is, no matter how scared they are, they still have to bite the bullet and get Jin Qing back.
If the queen were a ghost, she would at best eat them slowly.
But if the queen disappears, they may die immediately.
Thinking of this, everyone looked at Jin Qing as if they were seeing their biological father.
He rolled and crawled to Jin Qing's feet and knelt down, shouting loudly in surprise: "Your Majesty."
Jin Qing felt that the hair on the back of his head stood up: Don't shout, it's too expensive.
Hearing these people's voices and seeing their movements, the other people instantly understood that the person in front of them was their "Her Majesty the Queen, blessed by the heavenly officials and dragged out of the grave by the gods."
So, in just a few breaths, Jin Qing was greeted by the people who knelt on the ground and worshiped her devoutly.
Jin Qing was about to burst into tears. When she saw the long-term meal ticket, she must have had the same virtue.
These are not the people worshiping the Queen, these are clearly mouths waiting to be fed by her.
To Jin Qing's ears, the voice of Her Majesty the Queen was no different from that of a naughty child calling his father and asking his parents for money.
Jin Qing was frightened and timid, sweating profusely, and was about to run away.
Those maids seemed to be all from the Lian family. When they noticed Jin Qing turning around and trying to run away, they immediately hugged Jin Qing's legs: "Wang, come back with us. The King of Bei'an has just entered the palace and asked you. Do you want to continue the bet with him?"
Bet = victory = lots of money
Jin Qing's movements stopped instantly: "Speak more clearly."
No, there are too many pitfalls in this world. She really can't feel at ease unless she asks more questions.
707 sighed quietly: In fact, his host is not easy either.
Over the years, her host has slowly grown up by falling one step at a time.
After listening to Jin Qing's question, one of the older maids quickly stood up and whispered in Jin Qing's ear: "Your Majesty, you have forgotten that you have to compete with the King of Bei'an in riding and archery every month. "
Jin Qing licked her dry lips: "Any luck?"
During the horse riding and shooting competition, didn't this happen to hit her in the arms?
The maid was stunned for a moment, and it took her a while to realize what the so-called lottery was. She quickly nodded to Jin Qing and said, "Yes."
Jin Qing quietly breathed a sigh of relief: Finally something good happened.
(End of chapter)
