Fortunately, I can only see the back, if I see the true face, I will definitely praise it: Lang Yan is unique, and there is no other in the world.

Its beauty, even if it is Song Yu in the spring and white snow, the side hat is romantic and lonely, Bao is beautiful and glamorous Song Wengong, Xiao Xiao is solemn, hearty and clear, and Ji Kang is like bamboo and pine, it is difficult to compare.

Just such a proud and lonely back made the hundred officials stunned for a long time, and their eyes were all cast on Jun Qing.

Most of these eyes are fearful and respectful, but today they are mixed with doubts and scrutiny.

The original body never wore court clothes, and he only wore a white dress on weekdays, with fluttering clothes, facing inside and out, and he was very romantic.

Such a dusty and breezy and moon-like character, but he is a bloodthirsty person on the battlefield, who can drink blood, and disappear between talking and laughing, which makes the surrounding countries talk about the color of the wind and frightening, but makes the people in the east support the existence of Chengdu.

A smile captivates the city, a smile breaks the soul, within three steps, millions of corpses can flow into a river, killing people like hemp, cruel and unkind, ruthless and decisive, and the power is coming to the east.

Thinking of this, everyone shuddered in unison, such a person who is both good and evil, who is competing?

They are still honest and obedient, nothing matters, does it?

Just when the thoughts of the hundred officials drifted to the country of Jawwa, a loud voice of a eunuch suddenly sounded in the hall.

"The emperor has arrived."

In an instant, hundreds of officials knelt down and shouted: "Long live my emperor." ”

Above the court, only Jun Qing, who was dressed in white, still stood like a pine, not moving a slight, and the good-looking phoenix eyes looked directly at the bright yellow that slowly stepped into the side hall.

Dongfang was stared at by Jun Qing's X-ray gaze early in the morning, and he was a little uncomfortable.

But more than that, I was surprised that Jun Qing came so early, before today, every morning morning either didn't come, or waited for her dragon chair to sit hot, and then took a group of guards to stroll leisurely like unhurried.

Jun Qing still has yesterday's abnormality at this moment, which makes Dongfang Li incomprehensible, but the vigilance in his heart is getting deeper and deeper, the nature of the country is easy to change, and this Gongsun Jun is holding back some big moves.

Dongfang Li stepped on the steps, turned around and sat on the gorgeous dragon chair, his voice was indistinguishable between male and female, and he spoke majestically: "Zhong Aiqing usually." ”

Suddenly, hundreds of officials stood up one after another, holding the wat board respectfully and decently.

Of course, the person they respect is not Dongfang Li on the stage, but the independent monarch of the head of the hundred officials.

"Zhong Aiqing, there is a book, and there is no book to retreat." Dongfang Li's eyes swept towards everyone, without smiling, and he had a bit of an imperial posture.

As soon as the words fell, all the officials looked sideways, and seeing that he didn't move, their hearts settled a little, and a few people raised their foreheads at the top of the wat board and bowed out of the ranks.

With a slight salute, the wat board was lowered and looked at the emperor: "The minister has something to do, Your Majesty has been on the throne for three months, but the back seat is still vacant, and the harem has nothing to come out. ”

When this person's words fell, the people behind him and the hundreds of officials in the court shouted: "The ministers seconded the proposal." ”

Dongfang was speechless, and his peach blossom eyes flashed a hint of banter at someone.

Due to the location, I can't help but have a bit of a condescending view of all beings.

Jun raised his eyebrows lightly, then his phoenix eyes were cold, he turned slightly, and swept over everyone, his eyes were full of coldness, which was heartbreaking.

The officials who had just stood up straight were like a basin of ice water pouring down from their heads, their feet were cold, and they glanced at Jun Qing with their afterglow in fear.