Behind the black hall of the stars, four pillars carved with frescoes support an arched door frame, with a bit of European architectural style. The guards guarding the pillars, dressed in gray armor and with a long sword hanging from their waists, saw them approaching and knelt down on one knee, stirring up dust on the ground.

The king took her by the hand and walked into the main hall one after the other.

Walking into the main hall and stepping on the red carpet with red plush and gold trim, it is quite a bit of a newlywed. I don't know if there will be a day when she wears a white wedding dress, walks on the red carpet, goes straight to the king, and then entrusts her life to him? But now, it seems that it is impossible, the king will not be so hypocritical, and besides, she does not have a white wedding dress to wear.

The black corridor, with the white light coming out of nowhere, illuminates the hall carved in black crystal, and the red carpet leads straight to the golden seats on the high platform.

She looked at the golden seat from behind, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, sitting on this chair is equivalent to mastering the world.

The king followed her eyes, took her hand, and walked up the side stairs. Sitting on the golden seat, the movements between them did not lose the posture of a king, but with the noble elegance that ancient kings did not have.

The maid beside the throne stood beside the king in an orderly manner, not daring to move.

Looking down from the throne, it seems that the world is under control.

In front of the throne, a high staircase is laid out on a red carpet with red plush and gold trim to the front door. In the black hall, four thick pillars carved from black crystal supported the main hall, carved with some totemic patterns that she couldn't understand.

She stood beside the king, rubbing her sleeves and biting her lower lip. Is the king sitting, and she standing? But where can she sit! On the throne? Ha, don't think about it. Besides, didn't the king say he would take her around? Why doesn't this turn around, what does it mean to sit on this?

She didn't like it here, she was almost killed by the minister's eyes here, and she was burned at the stake by Lan Ling here, she was terrified when she thought of this.

The king looked at her embarrassment, and stretched out his hand to her, and she hesitated for a moment, then shook it.

The king's hand was lightly forced, and she sat on the king's body.

She exclaimed, only to see the king smile incomprehensibly. She pushed the king against his chest. Let go! If you sit here, you may be charged with a great rebellion.

"Wang, this will not work......" she said, pushing the king, and she was really a little flattered in her heart.

Wang chuckled, "Why not?" Holding her hand, he didn't let go, but tightened it.

At this time, the ministers entered the hall one after another, automatically lined up in two rows, knelt on one knee, touched the shoulder with their left hand, and dozens of ministers said respectfully to the king at the same time, "My king is Sheng'an." ”

Wang nodded slightly, and answered them. This was the first time she had seen the king ask the ministers to get up, but also, they should not be lowered, could it be that these ministers should kneel all morning?

The ministers got up and saw her sitting on the king, they were not too surprised, and they were probably surprised by the king's behavior, but they did too many unexpected things, and their psychological endurance must have increased a lot.

She pouted, the king didn't tell her, so he brought her to the early court, she was a hundred unwilling in her heart, look at those ministers, if the king wasn't here, it is estimated that they would have thrown throwing knives at her a long time ago.

Even if the ministers think she is a demon girl, she can't be in place according to the class, and she can't really become Daji.

She no longer pushed the king, and sat obediently in the king's arms, silently thinking in her heart that she could see "I can't see me, I can't see my ......" and tried to make herself a transparent person.

"My king, the minister has a matter, and I ask my king to make it clear." General Lan Ling stepped out of the ranks, kneeling on the carpet with red fluff and gold trim, his clear voice carrying a sense of righteousness and awe-inspiring.

Wang said in a casual tone, "Say." ”

"Regarding the regional management of the border between the Night Rabbit Clan and our Clan, now the Night ......" Lan Ling's voice was intercepted by Wang before he fell.

"It's Xiyue who manages the border area!" Wang asked.

"Back to my king, it's Xiyue." Lan Ling replied.

"Then it's still up to Xiyue to manage and transfer him to work under you." After the king finished speaking, he hugged her, went down the stairs, and casually dropped a sentence, "Go back." ”

The king was gone, looking a little hurried, as if he was deliberately avoiding something. In Wang's arms, she looked up at Wang's good-looking chin, thinking, Wang is supreme, no one is qualified to threaten him, what else is he afraid of?

She smiled, it was she who had thought too much.

The ministers behind him were stunned for half a second, and then reacted, knelt on the ground with a 'tom', and said respectfully to the king's back, "Congratulations to my king." ”

The king carried her out of the main hall, and she suddenly felt that her mood had opened up a lot, and even the air was so fresh.

She put her arms around the king's neck and said, "King, let me go!" ”

Wang looked at her lightly and asked, "What?" Under the weather? ”

She explained, "No, King, won't you get tired of holding it like this?" ”

Wang chuckled and said, "No." ”

Hearing this, she nodded wordlessly and replied, "Oh." "And then nothing more.

The king opened his mouth and asked her, "Do you like flowers?" ”

She was a little surprised, how did the king know the way!

When the king saw her look of astonishment, he knew that he had said the right thing, so he smiled and said, "Let's go to the garden." ”

She nodded, thinking to herself, let's go to the big garden! There is no purple flower in the small garden, and besides, there is no room for the king Buddha in the small garden.

The king carried her and went to the garden.

A purple flower, a big one, like a sea of flowers, a sea of purple flowers connected to the grass. The king bent down and laid her down and made her sit on the grass.

At this time, she had already been taken away by the sea of flowers in front of her, and as far as she could see, it was all purple.

The king put his arms around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder.

The king's breath tickled behind her ear, and she came back to her senses and asked the king, "What is this place?" ”

It's not a small garden, it's not a big garden, it's just the purple flowers. In the garden, a hundred flowers bloomed, not just purple roses, this was a place she had never seen before, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a fairyland.

The king whispered in her ear, "You like this flower, I specially ordered someone to plant it." ”

She was a little moved, and her eyes were moist. The supreme king, the king who doesn't even care about his concubines, actually cares about her preferences.

She stood up, turned around, and said to the king with a smile, "King, I will do a dance for you." ”

Before Wang could respond, she took steps and jumped into the sea of flowers. Stand on tiptoe, spread your arms, and spin ......