The female supporting role in the movie is compassionate and kind

Chapter 77: Harem Story Tragic Female Supporting Character Extra 1

My name is Zhao Yanchen, I’m 12 years old, and my occupation is emperor.

In fact, I have been working as the executive vice emperor since I could speak. My father often says that I am the son of luck.

I have had memories since I was in my mother's womb. After I died in modern times, I suddenly had a memory of being an emperor.

Moreover, the King of Hell told me that the Heaven over there was very pleased with my past achievements and sincerely invited me to come again.

I have been a social animal all my life, and you tell me that I am destined to be an emperor. This wonderful thing can happen again. Who wouldn't want it?

But as smart as I am, I naturally know that what they need now is the time for me to raise my price and ask for benefits.

So I pretended that I didn't want to live and said that I was too tired to work.

I just want to drink a bowl of Mengpo soup and start over again. At least I can be a carefree baby for a few years.

After my bargaining, the underworld finally agreed to give me ten opportunities to choose my own reincarnation in the future.

I don’t even dare to think about how happy my future life will be. I can vote for whoever I want.

When I was able to hear the sounds from the outside world, my first reaction was that the King of Hell was unreliable and I had come to the wrong world.

This family is indeed an imperial family, but his father is a little different from his original father.

Can you imagine the emperor with a cold face and expressionless expression saying dirty words seriously? It really makes my ears dirty.

My serious and stern father would never say such a thing. Is there something wrong with this world from the beginning?

The one who ascended the throne was not his original father, and his current father was not very capable.

The future of the Great Zhou Dynasty is worrying, so I am sincerely recruiting myself to return to work.

Well, although this father is not a good emperor, he is still a good man and father.

He would take time out almost every day to visit him and his mother, muttering to himself all the time.

My name was kicked out by me. My father and mother discussed it for a long time but couldn't come to a conclusion.

I was really tired of listening to it, so I had to make my own decision and picked one at random.

Ever since my name was decided, I always felt like a pair of burning gazes were locking onto me through my mother's belly.

I felt uneasy those days, wondering if my dad would notice something strange and want to abort me.

It’s true that we shouldn’t reveal too much. There can’t be time travelers like in novels in this world. That’s why my dad is so sensitive.

During this period, I also found that my mother is still the same mother, and my father is still the same father, but their relationship is a little better.

If he didn't become emperor and died in the womb, I don't know whether the indicators promised by the King of Hell would still be given.

I was born in this melancholy mood. My father was as happy as a fool. I had never seen him like this before.

Now I finally understand the meaning behind his smile. Using child labor is illegal, you know.

Ahhh, high-level office workers are still office workers~

After my first birthday party, my father was no longer satisfied with reading memorials to me, and began to practice calligraphy with my chubby and soft hands.

Of course I would take revenge on him by taking advantage of my young age to act like a spoiled child and cling to my mother all day long.

Many times when he was at a critical moment, I would cry outside the door and ask for my mother.

After a few rounds, my father was no match for me, so we came up with a gentleman's agreement.

I lived the childhood I wanted and created something new for him from time to time.

He would handle the affairs of state first, but I had to follow him to court to listen.

At least three times a month, and then he will retire and give way when he can no longer work.

My father is in good health in this life, so I readily agreed to his request.

By the way, I had just learned to speak when he started to ask me questions. After he found out that I already had work experience and had been to the New World.

My father looked at me with a little envy, and seeing him being tricked by others, all the bad emotions he felt were gone.

However, from then on, I accepted half of his memorials, which was a mixture of pain and happiness.

The father and son, with similar faces, sat at the same table, frowning together and chirping at the old guys together.

This kind of father-son relationship is something I have never experienced in the previous two times, and I admire my father even more.

Da Zhou is getting better and better thanks to the efforts of my father and me. Yesterday, my father made an exception and asked me to drink with him.

He patted my shoulders excitedly and said that I was his son and that he was proud to have me.

Then when I woke up today, my father had run away with my mother, and Eunuch Gao was smiling like a flower, holding the dragon robe and trying to put it on me.

Before I could complain more about my unscrupulous father, I was surrounded by a group of people and taken to the court to start the morning court session.

The Minister of Revenue was grinning so hard that his teeth were showing and my coronation ceremony was skipped.

I am very familiar with this group of people in the court. They had guessed that this day would come, and their expressions did not change at all.

I was only 12 years old, still a little kid. I was the only one my mother had in her life, and I couldn't even fulfill my wish to be drafted into the army.

If I want to copy my dad's style, I have to wait until I am at least 22 years old. How am I supposed to survive the next ten years?

Sometimes when I think that the whole world belongs to me, I seem to have more motivation to work.

Oh, it's so hard to bear. Workers have to paint a rosy picture for themselves. Although the picture is real, the work is really annoying...

……

My name is Qiu Rongrong, and I am a palace maid serving in Lanlin Palace. When my master wanted to drug His Majesty that day, I knew she would not live long.

Where did she get the medicine in such a heavily guarded place like the palace? I guess it must be the unpredictable means of that new world.

However, such people must not be allowed to stay in the palace. The most noble master in the world lives here, and no mistakes can be allowed.

That night, the master came back and started to have a high fever. Not long after, she passed away. The four palace maids who served her all understood each other tacitly and waited for the next arrangements.

I was always trembling with fear because people who knew too many secrets could not survive, but I didn't expect that in the end they would just send me to the greenhouse.

Zhiyi is also here. We two sisters support each other and live a simple life.

When I was 25, I finally left the palace and carefully hid the money I had saved over the years.

After returning home in disguise, my parents were surprised to see me at first, and then they welcomed me into the house in surprise, wearing a dress.

As soon as they sat down and before they had a sip of water, they started complaining about their brother and sister-in-law's misfortunes.

My nephews and nieces are so naughty. They are old enough to go to school, but our family is really short of money.

He sighed and talked about money all the time. I hardened my heart and said that I had offended an important person in the palace.

Before I could say the next word, my parents' faces changed and they told me to get out of the house and not to implicate them.

They were afraid that I wouldn't leave, so they came and pushed me, and they kept whispering as they closed the door.

I have been in the palace for so many years and I should be good at etiquette. They want me to properly educate my five-year-old niece.

She also wanted to use my experience in the palace as an advantage to marry me to a master in town as his concubine.

The old man was more than 30 years older than me. At that moment, I couldn’t tell what I was thinking. I couldn’t even feel sad or shed tears.

My childhood sweetheart, whom I have always thought about in the palace, has married and has children, and his family is happy.

I looked at the family's backs from afar and didn't go forward, nor did I blame him.

In this day and age, it is considered an anomaly for a man to not be married by the age of 20. He has no obligation to wait for me for so many years.

I returned to the capital and left this sad place.

I used all my money to buy a small courtyard and set up an independent female household with the government so that I could support myself.

The management in the capital has been very strict in recent years. I am not afraid of living alone, so I found a job in an embroidery shop near my home.

Two years later, Zhiyi also left the palace. Her parents had passed away, and the remaining people in the family wanted to sell her off by the pound.

So we lived together again, and now our new embroidery shop has opened.

Our days are not alone, we all have a bright future...

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