The contest is over.

Wenzo single-handedly singled out all of them, in full bloom.

The envoys of the small country did not dare to challenge the majesty anymore, and they all ate very quietly.

Bai Sang's face turned red with excitement, if she hadn't remembered that she was the emperor, she would have run to Wen Zuo's side and hugged him and praised him for being awesome.

"Reward!"

That's all she shouted.

The eunuch next to him shouted, "Your Majesty has a reward!" ”

Bai Sang asked the eunuch to arrange Wen Zuo's position and sit below not far from him.

If you look down, you can see people sitting there.

Behind the palace banquet is harmony, without a little contradiction.

It's just that near the end, a messenger from a small country stepped forward and saluted: "The prince of the vassal country respects Your Majesty and is willing to marry Your Majesty." ”

"Poof!" All the tea in Bai Sang's mouth squirted out, his eyes were round, and his mouth was almost closed in shock, thinking that he had heard it wrong, "What?" ”

The envoy of the small country said it again.

Bai Sang looked from where he got up, and saw a young man with a smile on his delicate face.

The smile is a little bigger, showing white teeth.

"Nope." Bai Sang reflexively refused, and found that he refused too quickly, and coughed lightly: "I haven't finished yet, so I'm not in a hurry to marry a husband." ”

This is said in a very different way.

A man is going to marry her.

Bai Sang's eyes came to Wen Zuo's side face below, she only saw the half of the cold mask, and she couldn't see what Wen Zuo's expression was at all.

"Your Majesty, the minister can wait." The prince walked over and bowed.

"I don't like older people." Bai Sang refused again, and then looked at Taifu, who was very close to him.

Taifu received His Majesty's call for help, and his old face was also a little embarrassed.

This kind of stick beating mandarin duck has never been done.

But His Majesty really didn't like it, so he could only speak out to save people.

Bai Sang breathed a sigh of relief.

watched the envoy of the small country and the prince return to their positions with a disappointed expression.

She gasped for breath and looked scared.

The Queen Mother was amused by Bai Sang's appearance, "Your Majesty, you can think about this matter, it won't be long before you have to do it." ”

Bai Sang shook his head frantically: "Queen Mother, I don't think much about this now. ”

The Queen Mother had no choice but to let her.

The palace feast is over.

Bai Sang also followed by a year of growth.

She retreated with the palace people and looked at Wen Zuo.

Said he was going to give himself a gift.

I haven't delivered it yet.

It can't lie to yourself, right?

When he returned to the dormitory, he took off the heavy dragon robe on his body, loosened his head, and put on a light hair crown.

You don't have to fold today, you can still take a day off on your birthday.

She lay on the bed, thinking that Wenzo wouldn't go back, right?

I just wanted to keep Wenzo.

It's just that before he shouted, Wen Wuhou had already left with someone.

I can't stop shouting.

Bai Sang was a little unhappy and rolled on the dragon bed.

Suddenly, he sat up again, trying to ask the dark guard to take him to Wenzo.

Just as he was about to call someone, a familiar voice appeared in his ear: "Your Majesty, have you slept?" ”

Bai Sang ripped off the tulle.

She no longer let anyone stay in the dormitory, and she was not used to sleeping by herself and being in the room.

Pulling back the tulle, I saw Wen Zuo standing next to the bed.

He was dressed in a silver-white robe, and the mask on his face had been removed, revealing a face that made people feel excited at a glance.

"I thought you weren't coming." Bai Sang didn't care that he was wearing underwear, and the whole person got off the bed, and even crawled to the bedside, without wearing shoes, and pulled directly on Wen Zuo.

(End of chapter)