Chapter 693: Congratulations to Your Majesty, Congratulations to the National Teacher!
Because they are gentle, empathetic, and in a vulnerable position, they do not care about a woman's past.
In this country, men are the ones who are required to be consistent.
"Good. ”
This time, without waiting for Di Mo Yu to make a decision, Jun Feijue had already taken the lead in agreeing.
In fact, those fame and fortune and resource wealth are really not as important as food in Jun Feijue's eyes.
Therefore, although it is useful to tempt her, it is just a dispensable existence of some icing on the cake, but if it involves the people around her, it is different.
She didn't know any big truths, but she knew how rare these people gathered around her were.
She has been lonely for half her life, and it is easy to have these people who treat her sincerely, and since she bears their goodness, she also wants to give back as much as she can.
To put it simply, her own people, no matter how she does, she has to spoil herself.
No matter what it takes, she's willing.
Therefore, she does not resist the seemingly undisadvantaged thing of being a national teacher.
The most important thing is that this empress is a matchless mother.
"Thank you, Master. ”
Hearing this, Ji Fanya was immediately moved, and ran up directly from the seat, wanting to throw himself into Jun Feijue's arms.
"Huh. ”
However, before the person could get closer, he was stopped by Emperor Mo's imperial ink sword against his little chest.
"Hmm, big brother, I... If I say I just want to toast Master, do you believe it or not?"
Looking at the black sword on his chest, Ji Fanya stopped all of a sudden, swallowed his saliva in fear, and coaxed.
"Go back. ”
It's strange that Di Mo Yu believed it, but he just withdrew the ink sword, his eyes full of indifference.
"Okay, I'll leave right away..."
Ji Fanya nodded aggrievedly, glanced at Jun Feijue reluctantly again, and then honestly walked back to his seat with his little short legs.
Eh, I thought I could hold the master.
Why can the third senior sister hug it, and the fourth senior brother can hug it, but he can't hug it?
It's also so unfair.
Hmph, forget it, whoever made the other party his favorite senior brother is not angry (no) not (daring) to get up (angry) at all.
"Congratulations, Master. ”
At this time, Zhan Wushuang, who had long been happy and couldn't sit still, was the first to stand up and raise his glass to toast towards Jun Feijue.
"Congratulations, Master. ”
Seeing this, Ji Fanya and Fan Qiyue also raised their glasses and got up.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to the National Teacher!"
The ministers below are also all human spirits, and when they saw that the matter had been completed, they immediately followed and stood up with their glasses.
No matter what the empress really thinks in her heart, it is a great thing for the Witch Aphid Dynasty to have the empire as a backer, and it is naturally worth rejoicing.
"Hahaha, good, good, good!"
The empress also laughed happily, glanced at Zhan Wushuang kindly, and raised her glass to look at Jun Feijue, "National teacher, I respect you." ”
"Yes. ”
Jun Feijue doesn't drink alcohol, but drinks juice instead.
"Come on, come on, serve food, sing and dance!"
Seeing that the most important thing had been done, the empress immediately waved her hand and announced the official start of the feast.
And when he heard the word "serve", Jun Feijue's eyes lit up instantly, shining so brightly that the empress squinted slightly.
It was also at this time that the empress seemed to finally understand something, and she couldn't help twitching the corners of her eyes with some heartache.
The emotional genius Jun Feijue returned to the palace with her so happily because he could eat delicious food.
Thinking that she is a dignified empress, she can't even compare to a dish with status, this mood is indescribably subtle. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~