The moment they looked at each other, she silently looked away.

The whole movement was quick and natural, as if she just happened to casually glance at him, and didn't see him at all.

Di Beiyu's face sank.

Su Miao could clearly feel that the gaze that fell on her face became colder, but ...... It was just a subconscious move for her to move away just now, and she can't move back now, right?

Isn't that more embarrassing?

So she licked her lips and continued to walk inside calmly and naturally, step by step, dragging the purple long skirt with a tail, and the luxurious and solemn purple new clothes were worn on her more and more generously and honorably!

Soon, though, she discovered a problem......

There are no more vacancies!

Oh, it's not that there isn't one, in fact there are two left—but one of them is gathered among the Persian envoys, apparently reserved for Torre, who has not yet arrived, and the other is ...... The one next to Di Beiyu.

The former is impossible, the latter ......

It's not appropriate, right?

Su Miao's face was delicate, standing next to the emperor last night had already made Torre misunderstand her identity, if she sat directly beside him tonight, wouldn't it make the concubines and officials of the entire Zhenghe Hall see her as a demon concubine who didn't know how to advance or retreat?

She's a little pitiful little who is pure and immaculate and never fights for favor!

After thinking about it, Su Miao finally had no choice but to turn back to look at him.

Glaring at each other again, she winked innocently at him and asked with her eyes: Where am I sitting???

And then......

Di Beiyu pulled his lips sneeringly, looked away, and ignored her at all!

Su Miao, ".................."

She rolled her eyes, simply didn't weigh it, and went straight ahead. Under the shocked gaze of everyone, he walked up to the high platform step by step, and sat on the most magnificent and luxurious throne that symbolized the most noble identity in addition to the emperor's dragon chair!

Hiss......

Everyone took a sharp breath.

Isn't this woman crazy?!

As soon as she came in, she was eye-to-eyeing with the emperor in front of everyone, and now, she actually ...... Dare to sit on the queen's phoenix chair?!

Could it be that those blind Persian envoys called her a queen last night, and she really thought she was a queen?

Even if you make some contributions, you can't be so unruly!

Baiguan looked at Prime Minister Su Cheng with a strange expression.

The concubines and concubines looked at the emperor with wide eyes, waiting for the emperor to treat her for a big crime of disrespect!

But in this strange silence, Su Mingyuan had even gotten up and was about to confess, but he saw the little nail slowly walking in front of her, and then ...... Put a plate of fruit?!

Everyone was stunned.

What does that mean?

Without the permission of the emperor, how dare the little nail make his own claims?

So...... The emperor acquiesced in her actions?!

Thinking of this possibility, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, is this abandoned concubine going to heaven?!

Su Miao tried to ignore the stares from the audience, and after taking a seat, he looked at the fruit brought by the little nail, and directly took a grape that did not belong to this season and threw it into his mouth.

Di Beiyu twisted his eyebrows, and the corner of his eyes looked at her unruly appearance, and his eyes sank heavily.

Not to mention saluting, she didn't even look at him after she sat down.

This kind of damn woman should be dragged out and cut!

"You don't have anything to say?"

"Huh?"

Before the grapes in Su Miao's mouth could be swallowed, her cheeks bulged slightly, and she looked at her blankly, "What?" ”