ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

"Me too!" Dream Floating.

"And me!" Murong Dongli also smiled.

"If Your Highness doesn't dislike it, count me in." Jun Rumo also spoke.

Although she was still only a teenage girl, what Zi Tong had done in the past few months was enough for them to be impressed, and they sincerely wanted to follow her and create a new history.

"Good!" Purple pupils raised their lips, "I'll do it first for respect!" ”

Beichen sat quietly beside her, refilled her with a third glass of wine, and then whispered, "The third glass." ”

"Yes." Purple Hitomi turned her face sideways and smiled back at him, "This is the last cup." ”

In front of the people, she is the empress of Beizhou, in front of her subordinates, she is a decisive leader, and in front of him, she is just a little girl who likes to be pampered by him.

After more than ten days of hard work by Zitong and Beichen, the teleportation arrays in all the cities in Beizhou have returned to normal, whether it is the national situation and political affairs, or Beizhou Academy, they are all on the right track.

Purple Pupil and Beichen, it's time to return to Middle-earth.

The eight cities are united, the people's hearts are stable, and all threats have been swept away, and in a short period of time, there can be no more disputes on the Beizhou Continent, and the two can leave with confidence.

The next morning, she put on the black gold dragon robe that symbolized the imperial power, put away the purple jade scepter, changed back to the same ordinary Xuan clothes as Beichen, still tied her long hair with a gold belt, and left Beizhou again.

Reverse - Sky - Small - Crazy - After***

Zhongzhou, the backyard of the North Family.

Mrs. Qingyou quietly listened to the news that her subordinates had inquired about coming back from Beizhou, her face remained calm, but there was surprise in her eyes that could not be hidden.

"These, all true?!"

"Mrs. Hui, it's true, these are all personal visits by slaves and maids, and they must not be faked." The power-suited maid in front of him said.

"Yes!" Mrs. Qingyou smiled and nodded, "I know that the woman that my family Chen'er likes must not be ordinary." ”

"Now, not only is the purple pupil famous in Beizhou, but the young master is also well known, and the matter of hiring a thousand boxes of dowry has already spread all over Beizhou."

Mrs. Qingyou smiled, "It's worthy of being my son, it's really big enough, can they set a wedding date?" ”

"I'm afraid the wedding date is even early!" The maid frowned slightly, "That purple-eyed girl won't be fourteen in another month." ”

When Mrs. Qingyou heard this, she just frowned, "So, don't I have to wait if I want to hold my grandson?!" ”

The maid chuckled, "The dowry is all down, why should the lady be in a hurry, wait for a year or two at most, and when the purple-eyed girl is older, she can get married." ”

Mrs. Qingyou sighed, this is also a helpless thing, who told his son to like such a little girl.

However, can this purple-eyed girl stand her son's temper?!

"The two of them, how are they feeling?!"

"Okay!" The maid looked envious, "I heard that the young master is very fond of Purple Pupil, and when Purple Pupil is hurt, he guards her unclothed, and he also feeds her personally." ”

"What about the purple pupils, will they bully Chen'er?" As a mother, Mrs. Qingyou couldn't help but be a little worried about her son when she heard her son pamper Zitong like this.

"Naturally not, although this purple pupil sits on the empress, she is not arrogant, and she never commands the maid, and she is very close to the young master."