The autumn day, which had not been seen for a long time, finally broke free from the haze and shone down the earth brilliantly. As the soothing warmth fills the air, even the swirling autumn leaves and crushed reeds seem to have broken free from their oppressive confinement and begin to look forward to the harvest season with hope.

It had been three days since Emperor Sesser's unforgettable return in the early morning, during which he had shut himself and his courtiers in the chamber for endless meetings, or to make plans or to discuss countermeasures, or to assign men or mobilize troops, and so on, the details of which we will describe later. In short, when His Majesty announced this morning that everyone could go back to their own homes, and that they would no longer have to go out of the hall by day and night like a forced march to the floor, the joy of everyone was almost stronger than the increase in wages. In the jubilant crowd, there was only one face that was still sad, faintly looking at the various faces in front of him full of festive atmosphere, and the official words and various dialects soaked in joy floated in his ears, but it seemed to be separated by a thick layer of glass, and it was always untouched by this bright ocean of emotions.

The owner of the face smiled and watched as the people left the chamber until the guards and maids had quietly left during the lunch break, and at last there was only one person left, who was the Empress of Willing, Dega, known as the most beautiful woman in the Seven Kingdoms, and she deserved the title. Born into the royal family of Daleman, one of the Seven Nations Alliance, Princess Dejia showed her dazzling beauty at a young age. With the passage of time, her beauty has not diminished but increased exponentially, and to this day she seems to be a goddess walking on the ground, and she is the most dazzling jewel in the crown of VIA Kai.

Her fine woollen blonde hair was curled in clusters under the skillful hand of the maid, and the little fragrant flowers were dotted with stars, and her misty blue eyes were slightly raised, at just the right angle, so that her eyes were intoxicating when emotional, but extremely majestic in anger. The queen's nose line is delicate and clear, and although it is somewhat tough, it is softened by the feminine expression of the whole face. Her lips are extremely delicate and lovely, and her rounded lips are one of the distinguishing signs of the royal lineage of Dyreman.

Her skin was the pale maple color that the people of VIA were loved, smooth and soft as applesauce, dripping honey, unlike the pale complexion of her family's ancestors. Her body curves are almost perfect, her steps are gentle and solemn, and she is pleasing to the eye no matter where she walks, sits and sits. Today, the queen wore a pale gold embroidered gauze skirt, with a floor-length veil covering her shoulders and elbows, revealing only a delicate and smooth forearm, like a goddess bathed in golden light, and she was standing in the porch, hesitating for an idea.

Finally, the queen picked up a large silver cup in the shape of a bud that she had left before letting the maid leave, and as if she had finally made up her mind, she reached out and held the doorknob, and as if she was afraid of being heard, she opened the door of the Baishan conference room with special care.

The meeting room is structured like a suite, with the first thing that catches your eye is the large main hall, which is flanked by two auxiliary halls. At this moment, the main hall was empty, and the servants had already cleaned up the three-day battlefield. The queen walked straight through and stepped into one of the auxiliary halls on the right. The room was a little messy, with files and folders almost filling the table and coffee table, gray-blue tassel-rimmed curtains ajar. The wick in the white crystal lampshade emits a steady and soft light. The Emperor fell asleep half-lying on a couch, with bottles of wine and unfinished breakfast on a low cabinet beside him.

Dejia placed the silver cup on the small empty space on the coffee table, and slowly approached Sether, and sat down on the edge of the sofa, looking down deeply at the emperor's face. Deggar was so excited to see Sether that her heart was beating wildly, as if she hadn't seen him for centuries. I remembered how long it had been since she had been in the same room as her king so intimately.

Although she has lived in the praise of everyone since she was a child, it is difficult for Dejia to feel the admiration of others for her beauty when she looks in the mirror. But when she first saw Sether, who was still the crown prince at the time, she immediately understood the shock. Dejia thought that marrying Sether would make her the happiest person, but when she desperately got the throne of Queen Wilphsing, she realized that she was only married to the title of queen.

Everyone admired her and envied her, and there was no one in this world who did not like her, except her king. Dejia was neither arrogant nor unreasonable, she tried to live as a model for the queen, a model for his wife, she tried every means to attract him and serve him, but in the end she became more and more distant from her husband?

Dejia indulged in Sether's sleeping face. Even in his deep sleep, the emperor was much more haggard than before, with a lingering tiredness. The emperor's shirt had not been changed for days, his hair was braided haphazardly, and his cloak was used as a pillow behind his head, but even so, she could not get enough of him.

Deggar stared at the Emperor's lips, contemplating what it would be like to kiss them······ Did they ever kiss? was it a real kiss or a dream? she could barely remember, Sether's lips were magical, pulling her closer to him like a magnet.

She slowly lowered her head and approached him, his breath caressing her face, how long had she not smelled him····· She had been longing for so long, she closed her eyes dizzily, and she was about to kiss him-

However, contrary to the softness and sweetness of that impression, why did her lips feel so cold?

"What are you doing?"