8. Chapter 8 The Emperor's Birthday Banquet
"It's good that you hear it, my position as queen is reserved for the woman I love. None of those women are worthy of me. So, it's up to you to be in the after-election hall tonight. Little thing, don't you let me down? Otherwise, you know the consequences. I'll eat you myself. Zongzheng's tone of the dark night was both point-in-purpose and threatening.
Cyanobacteria is helpless, this damn man, every time he threatens her with the trick of snake soup. It's just that she still eats this set every time, and she is threatened by this trick every time?!
However, he said that the queen's position was to be reserved for the woman he loved?
Hmph, how could he, a cruel and unkind guy who wants to make her a snake soup at every turn, fall in love with a certain woman?
However, no matter what he said, she only had to nod bitterly? Who called someone an emperor, a dragon, and she was just a little snake?
Zong Zheng touched the little head of the blue-green algae, and then Yu Yu left the Qiankun Hall and walked towards the imperial garden.
Cyanobacteria looked at this ancient palace building curiously all the way, and stuck out his tongue from time to time to express his amazement.
The corridor waist is back, the carved railing is made of jade, the momentum is magnificent, Rao is the night, the blue-green algae is also clearly in the light of the lanterns to see the pavilions and pavilions not far away, and the strange flowers and plants in the imperial garden make her can't help but be excited.
Because many flowers and plants are extinct in modern times. And she was lucky enough to see that.
Looking at the body of blue-green algae that was almost about to fall, Zong Zheng held up her predecessor with his hands angrily in the night. Looking at her flashing excited eyes, Zong Zheng said in a low voice: "Little thing, now is not the time to enjoy the scenery. ”
Cyanoza hurriedly came back to his senses, and retracted into Zongzheng's sleeve in the dark night.
Fortunately, the ancient concept of hierarchy was very strong, and Zongzheng Dark Night was the master of all peoples, so no one dared to look at Zong Zheng Dark Night, and the corridor was a little dark, so everyone did not notice her leaning out.
Shrinking in the sleeved robe that exuded ambergris, Lanzao thought of the sentence that Zongzheng said tonight that the post-election hall would look at her tonight, and he was a little apprehensive.
Zongzheng's meaning of the dark night is clearly to let her mess up the post-election ceremony. But what should she do?
This man is really unpredictable, she can't understand him anymore. Didn't you say that the emperors in ancient times had seventy-two concubines in three palaces and six courts? He's glad he's not interested.
No, maybe he also likes beautiful women, but he just doesn't like being forced to be beautiful.
It seems that being an emperor is not so good.
However, these are not things she should worry about, for now, she should think about how to get through the current level.
Soon, Somasa arrived at the Imperial Garden at night.
When the warblers and swallows saw that the emperor they had been thinking about finally appeared, they laughed so hard that it was called an upside-down being, a peerless generation.
However, someone was among the thousands of flowers, wearing flowers and willows without touching the leaves, and walked to the top chair with a threatening expression.
"See the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live!" A neat and powerful sound resounded through the starry sky at night, and the moon seemed to be shaken by the sound of the buckle before hanging firmly in the sky.
Zongzheng's respect for the Son of Heaven in the dark night was undoubtedly revealed, giving people an invisible pressure, his eyes looked at the people kneeling on the ground unfathomably, without the deep and emotional color when he spoke to Cyanoza, and said in a slow and powerful tone: "Flat!" ”