Chapter 389: The Day of the Alliance

The Empress of Ruan was struggling, but there was a huge force that pressed her to death on the bed, unable to move.

She understood a long time ago that Miaoxi was not a simple woman, she had very strong martial arts, and when she was taken captive this time, she understood that the queen of Cangguo also had very profound martial arts, and she was not a simple person.

Let's just say that the old lady next to her couldn't stand the queen's tricks, which is enough to explain the problem.

Of course, these were just fleeting thoughts.

Now she is facing the fate of being raped.

Since she couldn't resist, she could only beg.

In her heart, there is still a glimmer of hope, that is, through her own compromise, she promised to give Cangguo some benefits in exchange for her escape.

Compared to getting her body, she believes that Yang Mu will choose the former.

After all, this was Yang Mu's previous condition.

And as the emperor of a country, it couldn't be easier for Yang Mu to get a woman.

Unfortunately, her begging and pity, when blindfolded, could not be expressed.

"Hmm......"

Suddenly, her body trembled.

Because, she felt her clothes being lifted, and a pair of hands pressed into her lower abdomen, constantly moving downward.

"You ......"

Yang Mu was also stunned, because the owner of these hands was not him, but Miaoxi.

It turns out that the Demon Sect Demon Girl has so many means that she can always surprise him when she is crooked, and I saw Miaoxi take out a small porcelain bottle from the clothes resting on the side of the bed and pour out a scarlet pill.

Then, she held the pill in her hand and sent it into the placket of the Empress Ruan......

The city will play!

Yang Mu was dumbfounded, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, a trace of flush appeared on the cheeks of the Empress Ruan Guo, and then it became hotter and hotter......

"Your Majesty, please use it slowly."

Miao Xi smiled coquettishly, and then let go of Empress Ruan's hands, only to see that the latter was like an octopus, and suddenly hugged Yang Mu, as if looking for something to desire.

Yang Mu comprehended and pulled the quilt to cover it.

Suddenly, the sound of rustling spread from the dormitory.

……

The morning light is faint.

Today is February 20th, and the entire Cangcheng has become busy all of a sudden because of the alliance.

Before dawn, the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs were busy.

Zeng Thirteen, who has been quite favored recently, seems to be busier.

Unlike the others, his main task was to sort out the relations between the nations and where they would go for at least the next ten years.

For example, which country and which country can be checked and balanced with each other, and between two contradictory countries, who should be wooed by the Cangguo, these must be screened in accordance with the national policy of attacking from near and far, and they must begin to pave the way in the negotiation of the alliance and even in the future trade strategy.

Many officials of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs also know this, so even Shangshu Yan Hua is like a mirror in his heart, he knows that at this time, even he, Shangshu, is not as important as a squire, Zeng Thirteen formulated a national policy that will affect Cangguo for ten years or even tens or hundreds of years in the future, and he is just dealing with some diplomatic relations at present.

Therefore, the entire Ministry of Foreign Affairs seems to have changed its center all of a sudden, and the officials below have to ask him before dealing with major matters, and even Yan Hua has to discuss the news with Zeng Thirteen after dealing with the emperors of some countries.

On the side of the Ministry of Rites, it is even more needless to say.

During this period of time, it has not stopped at all, the king of the Ministry of Rites is on crutches, running around every day, and even the layout of the scene is not at ease.

This appearance was made fun of by Fan Hongji, the right minister.

However, Wang Ying was not angry.

Because this kind of teasing, between two old friends, is a normal thing.

In fact, Wang Ying's mentality has been very good over the years.

For Fan Hongji, he has always been grateful.

At the beginning, when His Majesty the Emperor ordered to teach civilians to read and write, and opened a school, it was Fan Hongji who came out to dissuade him from confronting His Majesty the Emperor and untied his knot, which brought the entire Wang family back from the brink of destruction.

And his status has also risen, and now those foreign envoys have entered Cangcheng, which one dares to underestimate the Wang family?

Remembering that at the beginning, he intrigued with each other all day long for some fields and silver taels, and he shook his head for a while.

At that time, after all, it was a frog at the bottom of the well, and the pattern was too small.

Looking at the past from the current perspective, it is like a nobleman in the city who is looking at a rich man in the countryside.

"Don't make fun of me, old horseman, you are standing here and idle, you don't know my difficulties." Wang Ying smiled bitterly.

"Not idle, look at the people here, which one has any leisure?" Fan Hongji shook his head and suddenly muttered: "It's not early this day, why hasn't Your Majesty left the palace yet." ”

Hearing this, Wang Ying nodded involuntarily.

It stands to reason that even if it is a court meeting on weekdays, His Majesty the Emperor should come out of the harem and prepare to go to the court.

"Perhaps, Your Majesty is late."

Wang Ying coughed dryly, and then stopped talking.

Fan Hongji will, of course he understands what Wang Ying refers to getting up late, because His Majesty the Emperor's temperament is like this, he is often late for court meetings on weekdays, and the most serious time is to oversleep directly, and in the middle of the morning, he sent someone to inform him that the court meeting would let the two prime ministers preside, and then he didn't see anyone for a day.

In this regard, at the beginning, Fan Hongji and Kong Shangxian still gave a vague advice, but later found that His Majesty the Emperor was still as if nothing had happened, so they had to reluctantly accept it.

After all, no one is perfect, even if His Majesty the Emperor is favored by the gods, he is a ** mortal who wants to sleep after all, and it involves the secrets of the harem.

Your Majesty is more approachable than any emperor when he is fine, and if he is cold-blooded, he is no worse than those tyrannical and faint kings.

"Alas, I can only send someone to pass on Gonggong Shen, everyone can understand it on weekdays, but this time it is a major event of the alliance, if you evil those emperors because of this, it will be a big deal."

"Yes, even if he is punished by His Majesty, the old man will try it once."

Fan Hongji nodded helplessly, and then sent a subordinate official to ask him to find the eunuchs in the palace, pass it on to Gonggong Shen, and then remind His Majesty the Emperor.

In this way, level by level, the news was transmitted to the harem.