It just happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, first of all, I wish you all a happy holiday!

I really don't have anything to write about, a lot of testimonials, the same, I won't be ugly! Just post a Mid-Autumn Festival, the side event launched by China Literature Group! Others may not understand, if you have been reading this book, you will definitely be able to understand, and it is also convenient for everyone to understand the direction of the story.

Moon City, August 15.

Wang Biqing stood in the attic, on the Qinghe Plain in the distance, the breeze was sticking to the earth, and the crisp barren grass was pushing wave after wave, roaring to the sky.

One of the guards came quickly, and he fell to one knee. "Report to the city lord, the founding emperor of Daxie is out and asking to see him!"

"How many people did you bring?"

"He's alone. ”

"How much money did you bring with you?"

The guard hesitated. "He came empty-handed. ”

Wang Biqing smiled. "This is dusty...... Let him in!"

"Yes!" the guard strode away.

When she was young, the familiar sound of footsteps stepped on the mahogany floor, and the sound of "squeaking" came in, and every step seemed to be stepping on her heart.

The maid behind her pursed her lips and chuckled. "City Lord, Xiao Yu retreated first. ”

"What, are you still afraid that the wind and dust will not be able to blow?"

"Xiao Yu is not afraid, but here, it may not give the city lord courage. Besides, isn't meeting him alone something the city lord has always been thinking about!"

"You...... Bold!" Wang Biqing's face flushed with shame.

The maid ran away happily.

Seeing that there was no one around, Wang Biqing panicked and tidied up her clothes, and her beautiful face climbed into a flush.

"Feng Chenyang has seen the city lord, aunt, and ancestor. ”

"You don't come here, you, you borrowed my money, the appointment, today is the deadline. Now that you are the emperor, do you still want to repay the debt?"

"I really don't have any money! At the beginning of the world, the people lived extremely hard and needed to recuperate. How can I take their money, on the contrary, if the lord can lend me some more to help them recover their ......."

"You're really a scoundrel. Wang Biqing's face flushed anxiously, and crystal tears crossed her face. "I shouldn't have believed you in the first place, I offended the people of the whole chamber of commerce to raise military funds for you. As a result, those presidents will definitely not let me go. ”

The dusty gaze fell on her face. "You have two paths now. The first way, I don't have any money, but what I do have is that there are 300,000 tiger troops, and they are stationed in Sunset City, waiting for an order, Moon City will be completely reduced to purgatory on earth. ”

Wang Biqing's full chest rose and fell violently with rapid breathing, and her beautiful face became pale.

"The second way, I still don't have any money, you can take me. Wind Dust smiled wickedly. "In this way, the whole world is yours, and you can also let the people of the world see what kind of person their founding queen is. ”

Wang Biqing instantly understood, and her face was full of shyness. "You're not thinking about letting me use the wealth of Moon City to help your ruined country, are you?"

Feng Chenyang said: "It's really a bit broken now, your Chamber of Commerce is very good at finance, you can try it, I'm worth your bet." ”

Feng Chenyang took out a silk handkerchief from his arms and spread it out in his palm. It was a piece of mooncake, and the workmanship was extremely rough. "This is a mooncake made by my own hands, can it be regarded as a relative?"

"Phew, this is also a moon cake?" Wang Biqing picked up the moon cake and wanted to smash it at the maid who had been peeking at her, hesitated for a moment, broke half of it and gave it to Feng Chenyang.

Finally, a full moon hangs in the sky. The light is like a yarn, a bend of clouds spreads across the sky, and the silk clouds are as dazzling as brocade.