Quick Wear Host, She is Beautiful and Sweet

Remember for a second【】

The state of Yan has been surrounding the throne all these years, and the government is also turbulent.

But just last month, the outcome was finally decided, and the eldest son succeeded in the end.

At this moment, everything in the country of Yan is also in vain, and it can't stand the consumption at all, so this time, in addition to congratulating the new emperor, it is inevitable that there is no truce.

Among the people who came this time, there was the younger brother of the new emperor.

This prince is ranked fifth. It is said that he was very weak when he was born. Some eminent monks asserted that he would need to be sent out of the palace to have a good life before he could break the calamity.

The queen did.

Over the years, he has been silent, until the new emperor was assassinated a few days ago, and then he returned.

I don't know where he has learned a good skill in these years. The fifteen-year-old prince was able to stabilize the court with his brother in one fell swoop, ending the chaos of the dynasty in the Yan Kingdom for many years.

The task of reception fell to Xiao Zerui.

After all, they are both princes and princes, so it's easy to talk~

This is the first time that Chu Wu has entrusted him to do serious work since he ascended the throne. Xiao Zerui tried his best to do it beautifully and hand in a good answer.

However, the fifth prince of the Yan Kingdom... a little bit reluctant to deal with people.

He wore a mask, never showed his true face, and even spoke very little.

While Xiao Zerui was unsure, there was always an inexplicable sense of familiarity, no matter his back, voice or some small details in his daily behavior.

especially.

"People from the country of Yan, do they have so many blue eyes?" Xiao Zerui scratched his head.

He remembered that the biological mother of his disgusting Fifth Emperor's younger brother seemed to be from the country of Yan. They all had blue eyes and were ranked fifth.

According to the diplomatic practice between countries.

Xiao Zerui paid the prince for a few days, and finally brought it to the emperor.

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that night.

The lanterns hang high and the water flows.

The fifth prince of the Yan Kingdom, the current Prince Ding, was sitting in the seat.

The hand holding the wine cup shook slightly.

The hands were slender and fair, and there was no imperfection in them. With a few casual movements, the women who had not left the cabinet who were sitting were hooked, and their hearts were turbulent.

Xiao Zerui glanced.

This scene, inexplicably... more familiar.

After drinking for a long time, the envoy of the State of Yan finally explained his intention: "I came to King Ding with His Majesty's holy will, and I originally made a century-old friendship between Qin and Jin between the two countries with His Majesty Qi."

Qi's officials looked at each other in dismay.

His Majesty the State of Chu Qi, Wu Anran, sat firmly and looked down condescendingly.

"Oh? What is the conclusion?"

Her gaze seemed to fall on the King Ding inadvertently, and in an instant, the boy's back straightened, as if he was still a little tight.

Xiao Zerui: Bah, you bastard!

Without waiting for the envoy to reply, the masked boy rushed to answer: "Harmony."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Zerui, the foolish critic, rushed out first: "I am willing!! I am willing to do my little work for His Majesty."

Then, he saw King Ding glance at him with disgust.

"..."

This despised person looks more like it!

"His Royal Highness Prince Rui has misunderstood." The envoy beside Prince Ding immediately explained, "The person we brought with you this time is...a man."

Xiao Zerui's eyes widened: "Wow! If you are good, you will be good. You still want to covet my beauty towards His Majesty? In this huge harem, there is no place for you!"…

King Ding glanced at him lightly.

The meaning is clear: what you say doesn't count.

Xiao Zerui was heartbroken with anger.

The courtiers below were also shocked. Their own sons were ready, and before they were sent to His Majesty's harem, a person from the country of Yan came to want to share a piece of the pie.

Who is not angry with this!

But in the long run, His Majesty is infertile, so let's accept a male concubine of a different race, anyway, it won't confuse the royal blood.

And sending men, it's not them who are embarrassed.

Soon, someone came out and said: "I think that this matter is feasible, and the Erlang of Yan State will be conferred the position of a concubine..."

"Wrong." The masked boy interrupted before he finished speaking, "I want the position of husband."

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar.

"This……"

"absurd!"

"There are countless good men in my country of Yan. How can I allow other countries to sit on the throne of the dignified prince?" Hmph, it is only right that their own sons/grandsons should do it!

Chu Wu always sat in a high position, only asked a question at the beginning, and then stopped talking, just watching the group of people arguing and talking.

She supported her head with one hand, still looking lazy and casual, and didn't care how she looked in the eyes of everyone.

But now that she has become an emperor, even if she doesn't pay attention, she is a little more imposing in her gestures, not to mention that the courtiers dare not look up and raise their eyes.

Only the masked boy.

His eyes were burning, staring at her.

"Oh? To be my husband..." Chu Wu repeated, the corners of her lips curled slightly, her eyebrows and tone were a little playful, "I don't know who Yan Guohe's relatives are..."

King Ding: "I."

! ! !

Everyone was surprised at first, and then speechless, and the envoy together with the envoy couldn't lift their heads for a while.

After all, King Ding, as the younger brother of Emperor Yan, can be said to be under one person and above ten thousand people. Now he has gone to another country to make a woman king.

^0^ Remember one second【】

Husband, this is a bit unreasonable.

And Your Highness, even if you think about it, don't be so proud in your tone!

Qi's minister was also stunned.

There is such a benefit for a woman to be an emperor?

Xiao Zerui: It’s okay to call you a color embryo. Wow, you still have this idea! Watch me turn around and beat you up without a sack!

Chu Wu looked down from above, and met Xiao Zerui's eyes through the mask.

"Being a prince... are you good-looking?" she said, "don't be ugly."

Minister of Qi State: "..."

Your Majesty didn't say that when you refused to accept Ben Chao Erlang.

The young man stood there, wearing a royal robe that looked like a prince, his posture became taller and straighter, and he was independent, like the bright moon on the sky.

I saw his Adam's apple rolling, and when he said it again, his voice was a lot hoarse, "It's beautiful."

"I do not believe."

"Really." The boy's tone softened, with a three-point coax.

Chu Wu raised her chin slightly, her whole bright face was exposed to the candlelight, and she seemed so domineering and arrogant, "With a mask, you don't even dare to show your face, how can you prove that you are good-looking?"

A gleam of color flashed across the boy's eyes, and he heard a low smile from his throat, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, which was very nice.

"Then I take it off?"

Chu Wu's posture became more lazy, she looked like a benevolent queen, and she would control all the emotions of the people below.

"Pick it," she said.

The rest: "..."

Why does listening to these two people always have the illusion of... flirting?

Not right!

Very wrong! !

What these people didn't see was that while the two were talking, the snow dumpling beside Chu Wu had already rolled down to the boy's side three times in a row, and this one kept spinning around him excitedly.

The young man looked at the high platform, Ruoyang Meiyu's fingertips caressed the cold mask, and everyone held their breath unconsciously. .

The next second—

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