It turns out that he is a relative of the emperor, but he is too arrogant.

For someone as arrogant as Jin Luoluo, she only dared to arrive at the last moment of the banquet. He was actually more arrogant than she was.

It’s great to finally see his true face this time!

"Broom star, who is that person? What an arrogant man." Jin Luoluo bumped into Xiao Che.

"Seventeenth Emperor Uncle Xiao Luo, don't mess with him. Although he is always smiling and seems to be easy to talk to, he is actually a very powerful person. Even if he is disabled, no one dares to look down on him."[

Xiao Che's tone was quite complicated, and he was a little reluctant in his admiration.

If Xiao Luo was not their imperial uncle, or if his legs were not broken, who would know who would win in this battle for the throne?

Even if he now takes a back seat and is idle at home, if he wants to help someone, I'm afraid the chance of someone getting the throne will be greater.

"Ten, seven, uncle..." Jin Luoluo was exasperated.

That mysterious man turned out to be their seventeenth uncle, so it was only natural that he would take the boat to rescue his nephews.

Why should I trick her into three conditions, a string of pearls and jade, and a bundle of hair?

What a hateful bird~~

Jin Luoluo stared at the door of the hall, wishing to shoot the unscrupulous king through with her eye arrow.

Not only was she deceived by him, but she was also deceived in such a miserable way. This was a huge failure in Jin Luoluo's life. How could she not be angry?

The queen's eyes showed surprise: "It turns out that the seventeenth brother is here. The seventeenth brother has never liked liveliness, which is rare."

She immediately ordered someone to place a pear wood table directly opposite Jin Luoluo on the lower right side.

Being able to win over Xiao Luo would be of great benefit to her son, and she would naturally not miss this opportunity.

"An interesting banquet, of course I can't miss it."

The smiling voice got closer and closer, and finally walked around the corridor and arrived at the door of the main hall.

I saw a boy of thirteen or fourteen with a bun, pushing a nanmu wheelchair in front of the brilliantly lit hall.

Xiao Luo smiled like a lotus.

The white clothes with silver trim don't feel holy on him, but instead have an evil charm that confuses people's hearts. He holds a purple jade folding fan in his hand, which makes his slender hands as beautiful as snow.
Chapter completed!