The emperor looked at the empty seat beside him, and couldn't help but tighten his eyebrows, this position, but it was one of the more important things he arranged in this palace banquet.

But it ...... The other hand in the sleeve was clenched and placed heavily on his knee, but his eyebrows and eyes were smiling: "Today is so coincidental, is it also the birthday of the High Priest of Sanssouci?" Why don't you say anything to me? So... How dare I do it in such an ordinary way? The corners of Feng Yunyao's mouth twitched, doing it so ordinary?! Your Majesty, you laughed.

"It's good that the birthday of the deity is decided by the deity, the emperor doesn't have to feel guilty, the deity just wants to surprise the apprentice, well, right...... In vain? "When the body is close to Feng Yunyao, it almost sticks to her, this distance is close enough! Suspicious enough!

"What the master said is" smiled indifferently, his eyes drooped slightly, and he glared at Beilin Wuwu fiercely, this shameless guy.

"Today is a major palace banquet held in our country, and it is an honor to have the participation of the High Priest of Sanssouci, and it is only to announce one thing to invite officials from all over the world to come here" The emperor smiled, lifted the wine bottle, and raised his hand: "Then, the high priest of Sanssouci and the officials from all over the world should come and have a toast first" Everyone picked up the wine bottle on the table, raised it, and drank it with the emperor.

"The Easy King"

Feng Yunyao was stunned for a moment, Beilin smiled and gently pulled her sleeve robe, her eyes were warm, and the corners of her mouth were smiling.

"Minister" Feng Yunyao stood up gently, and in an instant all eyes focused on her again, Feng Yunyao raised her eyebrows, not understanding what Jun Ying was going to do.

"The officials from various countries have also heard about it, this is the first female minister since the founding of the Shenyuan Continent, Feng Yunyao, title: King Xiaoyao, the reason why I introduced it is because King Xiaoyao is a disciple of the high priest of Sanssouci, and now he is studying in the Miracle Academy, and in the future, he will inevitably play the world and go to various countries, so if he goes to any country, I hope that all countries can look at the side of the high priest and me and be able to entertain him, after all, the King of Xiaoyao is a person who respects three points even if he is me" After the emperor finished speaking, he raised the wine bottle, and Feng Yunyao's face cracked, I just sat down and pretended to pour wine, and I dodged it once, but, but this time, I think about it, I can't dodge.

Wine and medicine were her number one enemies, and she rarely touched them, whether in her past or present life.

His eyes drooped slightly, and he squinted at Beilin Wuwu, this guy smiled brightly, and he looked very bad.

Die and die! Raised the wine bottle, drank it down, a sweet taste was full of mouth, it was a faint plum blossom flavor, I couldn't help but be surprised, the side face squinted at the north to worry free, at this time he was smiling and chatting with the emperor.

"It's too cheesy to drink only alcohol, go up and dance", a group of blue-clad and bewitching dancers stepped in, saluted, and danced to the tone of the band behind them.

After Feng Yunyao sat down, she raised her eyes slightly, this was the first time she had seen a woman dancing, watching... It's clearly twisting her waist, waving her hands, and jumping with her feet, can she say that she is dancing very boring?

Raise the wine bottle and take another sip, the faint and sweet taste, it's really delicious, I like it very much, who made it? Unintentionally, his eyes were aimed at Beilin's face again, uh, this guy is a dead fan of plum blossoms, could he have made it? And he knew she couldn't drink.

A palace banquet was very pleasant, Feng Yunyao looked at it, her eyes were almost narrowed into a line, she had just slept for a while, and now she was starting to be sleepy again, could she be a pig or a lazy worm?

When the dance was finally over, Feng Yunyao snorted, her eyes covered with a layer of rain, and her blue eyes seemed to be hazy.

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Recently, I have seen a few more bad reviews, and my heart is broken, especially the one who said that he had read this book a few years ago, and said that the plot is exactly the same, I want to say, could it be that the author's brain is the same as what I think?