Chapter 30: Shang Yi (30)
I can't see that your heart is still so pink and tender.
The system shuddered deeply, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.
Can't open, can't open, can't open. The system silently thought in his heart.
It seems that there are a lot of locks, but it doesn't seem to work, and it can be easily broken.
With a "click", the system heard the crisp sound of its own log book after the last line of defense was breached. It's over, it's completely over. The system thought of what he had written at the end, as if he could already foresee his fate in the near future.
Well, I think I'm pretty good. The system listened to Dill whispering comments as she flipped through them.
Well, smooth hair? Hehe, am I being too gentle with you?
Oh, you're finally seeing your true colors here, and you're making good progress.
There was another "click", the sound of the journal book being closed, and the storm that the system was waiting for never came.
With a small pounding heart, the system cautiously asked: Aren't you angry host?
Dill glanced at the system in the void and said, "Why are you angry, I've always been very tolerant of interesting things, okay?"
The system looked at the host in disbelief, although I don't know why the little dill reacted so calmly this time, but such a risky thing should be avoided in the future.
System. Hearing the call of dill, Nanzhi responded slightly.
The show is about to begin, and some things are coming to an end. Dill seems to be talking to the system, but it seems to be talking to herself.
As the sun sets, the lights in the palace slowly turn on.
Dill returned to the dormitory, changed her civilian clothes, and put on a gorgeous and delicate dragon gown. Of course, she doesn't need to do everything herself, all the changing processes, she only needs to stretch out her arms, and her own palace people come to dress her neatly and orderly one by one.
Dill silently looked at the newly added white jade carving on the eight-treasure shelf next to the soft collapse. The jade quality is delicate, the jade body is transparent, and the jade color is flawless, which is undoubtedly a rare and peerless product.
Dill bent the corners of her lips, but the expression on her face was a smile that did not mean anything.
After a while, Dill turned her gaze to the palace man who was tying her clothes.
The palace man hung his head down, as if he was preoccupied with the work of tying his coat, and did not notice the deep gaze of the King God above his head.
The curvature of the corner of the dill lip is getting bigger and bigger, and although the jade carving is white and flawless, it is because it is too perfect that it is strange. The lifelike nine-clawed golden dragon on the belt shows the skill of the embroiderer, but who would have thought that hidden under the feet of the tight needle could confuse people's minds.
At the celebration banquet, the generals of Tianyao sat on the left side, and the nobles of the defeated Five Kingdoms sat on the right side.
During the banquet, the words and smiles were staggered, and everything seemed to be so harmonious.
"A cup of respect to Emperor Nanwu." The tall man stood up and looked at the emperor on the throne with burning eyes.
Dill glanced at the wine in the golden cup, and glanced meaningfully at the toasting prince of Nango, without making a sound, and did not mean to drink the wine in the cup.
"Minister, respect Emperor Nanwu." The man's body leaned forward slightly, his voice raised slightly, and the heat in his eyes became more and more obvious.
Dill still did not respond in the slightest, and did not even give a glance. She just watched in the distance, as if she had ignored all of this.