Imperial meetings are always so rigid and oppressive, even the comfortable and luxurious chairs make people feel like they are sitting on pins and needles. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info LaBelle twisted his ass and changed positions, he thought it would be more comfortable, but he didn't expect it to make him even more uncomfortable. There was a feeling of soreness at the base of his thigh, reminding him of the girl last night. A strange smile unconsciously appeared on LaBel's face.

"What is so funny, Lord Berryman?"

LaBelle trembled all over, recovering from the situation of last night's clouds and rain, his eyes followed the direction from which the voice came, he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and said cautiously: "Back to my lord, the villain suddenly thought of the scene a few years ago, Your Majesty was in good health, and everyone was happy to discuss the country." LaBelle didn't dare to speak like this to the person opposite, but since he had already made his choice, he had to give something, otherwise, it would be very difficult for him to have a say in the future, he stood up, and continued: "Since we are discussing matters related to the celebration of the Independence Day, and Your Majesty cannot attend, then, as the heir to the throne, and his guardian should attend, even if it is to observe?"

As soon as LaBel's voice fell, the surprised eyes of everyone in the Imperial Council shifted from his smiling face to Qin Xiangtian, the chief cabinet minister opposite.

Qin Xiangtian coughed, ignored everyone's gazes, closed the pages of documents in front of him, looked at LaBelle and said, "Well, Lord Berryman's proposal also makes sense," and then looked around at everyone, "What do you think?"

"Lord Berryman has a point," said Minister of State Jiang Han, "and the ritual procedures for the Empire's Memorial Day should be formulated by the master or heir of the Empire. If the heir or His Majesty himself did not participate, and if it was passed out, it would be laughed at!"

"Lord Jiang's words are serious," Minister of Finance Huang De immediately retorted, "Your Majesty's dragon body is not safe, and the prince is too young to understand ......."

"Isn't there a queen?" said Prince Rosley suddenly.

"yes, yes!" said Ryker Sriel, his voice low at the last two words.

Qin Xiangtian's gaze was sharp, and he slowly swept over everyone, except for Huang De and Jiang Han, the other three people all lowered their heads silently, and even LaBel's forehead oozed beads of sweat, and he began to secretly scold himself in his heart for being reckless.

"Okay then!" Qin Xiangtian finally compromised, "Come on, go and invite the queen and the crown prince to attend the imperial meeting!"

After a while, Empress Kate took the crown prince's hand and slowly walked into the palace of the Imperial Council. When the prince saw his grandfather, he happily ran over and jumped on Qin Xiangtian's lap, Queen Kate and LaBelle exchanged glances, and then sat on his father's left side.

"Emperor, come, sit down here!"

The crown prince touched Qin Xiangtianxia's beard, and then sat down next to the queen mother. Queen Kate glanced at her father, Qin Xiangtian glanced back at her expressionlessly, and then said, "Okay, let's start the meeting now!"

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――-Predator landed smoothly at the Haiyan Airport in the Kings District.

Huang Hantao explained to them all the relevant issues such as how to write the report of the operation and when to hand it in, and then they left.

Lin Feng, Jiang Lihua and Natalie left on the airship of the Jiangnan family, who had been waiting at the airport for a long time, and the three of them came directly to the Jiangnan family, and the housekeeper said that Lord Jiang Han had a meeting in the palace for a day and had not returned, and Lord Jiang Hai, the minister, was also temporarily called to the Ministry of Defense to hold an emergency meeting.

The three of them had lunch at the Jiangnan family and returned to school after a short break. As soon as Jiang Lihua and Natalie returned, they went shopping non-stop. Lin Feng returned to the dormitory alone, and Han Yilong was eating instant noodles, burying his head in a pile of calculation papers. When Han Yilong saw Lin Feng coming back, he danced excitedly:

"Well, tell me about this encounter?"

"Nothing special!"

"Che, are you two really virtuous?" Han Yilong pursed his lips disdainfully.

"Has Zhanfei come back?"

"I came back for a minute, and left in a hurry!"

Lin Feng nodded, put down his things, washed up, and made a phone call to Tom but didn't get through, so he remembered Lu Xiaoyu. Lin Feng changed into a set of clean clothes and soon came to the West Gate. It's past four o'clock in the afternoon, most of the students haven't finished class yet, and there aren't many people eating. Lin Feng walked into the restaurant and saw Uncle Lu sitting listlessly behind the counter dozing. Lin Feng didn't disturb him, and chose to sit quietly in the corner.

There were three or two customers in the restaurant eating cold noodles, and some were watching the news on the TV hanging on the wall. Behind the reporter in the picture is a ruin, Lin Feng vaguely remembers that it is Erlong Mountain, which he has seen on TV many times. At this time, there had just been an explosion in Erlong Mountain, with heavy casualties and blood stains all over the ground, which made him think of the Samotes of Aleutian. Lin Feng's fists clenched subconsciously, making a snapping sound, attracting the sideways glances of several other guests.

"Ah, Brother Lin Feng, why are you here, don't call me, Dad, you are really, you don't know how to greet the guests when they come, you drink again, really, you can really do it!" Lu Xiaoyu walked out of the back kitchen, holding a plate of steaming dishes in his hand, and when he saw Lin Feng, he screamed in surprise and woke up Uncle Lu who had just had a good dream.

"Dead girl, you know the ghost screams, why don't you see you so active when the other guests come?" Uncle Lu glanced at her.

"Oh, Dad!" Lu Xiaoyu glanced at Lin Feng quickly, stomped his feet and said coquettishly, and then ran into the back kitchen.

"Hehe," Uncle Lu looked at his daughter's strange behavior, his somewhat drunken eyes fell on Lin Feng, he walked up to Lin Feng with the menu and put the menu on the table, "Young man, what to eat?"

"A bowl of cold noodles is enough, put more spicy!"

Uncle Lu raised his eyebrows, carefully looked Lin Feng up and down, and kept muttering in his heart, don't say it, these students are really thin skin and tender meat, this kid seems to look better the longer he gets? Uncle Lu shook his whole body, and quickly threw this idea out of his head, "How can you do a bowl of cold noodles? Look at your physique, is it enough to eat? Don't be polite!"

Lin Feng felt that Uncle Deer's behavior today was very weird, although his words were very polite, but the meaning revealed in Uncle Lu's tone was obvious, stinky boy, don't keep running here if you have nothing to do. "Hehe, hehe," Lin Feng sneered, "Enough, enough!"

Uncle Lu picked up the menu from the table, shouted at the kitchen, and then smiled at Lin Feng: "Hehe, boy, wait a minute!"

Lin Feng only felt that all the goosebumps on his body had risen, nodded vigorously, and quickly moved his gaze to the TV screen. An explosion occurred at Erlongshan this morning, which injured more than 200 people and killed more than a dozen. Most of the casualties were members of the Freedom Alliance, but some were civilians and a small number of St. Peter's congregations.

In the picture, Erlong Mountain is emitting thick black smoke, and many people have evacuated.

"How many clashes have this been in nearly a month?" a customer at the restaurant asked his companion.

"Who knows?" said another, shaking his head, "If the Empress hadn't taken matters into her own hands and helped the Freedom Alliance build Murdoch's statue and church, it wouldn't have caused so much trouble!"

"Don't say it, doesn't the Pope care?"

"Who knows? Let's eat and drink enough, what do we care about? That's all the big guys worry about, don't you hurt it!"

Lin Feng frowned, the tragic situation on the TV screen shocked him, and suddenly, his originally relaxed mood became extremely depressed. When he was distressed, Lu Xiaoyu walked over happily with a bowl of well-cooked cold noodles with brisk steps.