Chapter 939: And pro-proton, don't blacken 29

Hua Wei did not speak.
The subordinates did not dare to get up, so they were there.
After a while, Hua Tuo whispered: "She really wants to get married? Who is the Saint?"
The only thing that can be called by "great marriage" is the husband of the female emperor, the holy prince.
This is not a secret.
The subordinate said: "It is the son of Suzaku left."
The son of the left eye.
Hua Tuo knows.
Suzaku King is the first son.
Talented.
He and her, must be very suitable?
He can accompany her to play chess and flowers to make paintings.
they……
Hua Wei suddenly grabbed his chest and coughed up sharply.
He clung to the clothes on his chest and forced it to the knuckles.
Why, why, so pain?
......
Suzaku Wangdu.
Today is the day when the female emperor is overjoyed.
National celebrations.
There is a big feast in the palace.
The female emperor and the saints are carrying and accepting the salute and toast of the ministers.
The Holy King is a man, does not need to wear a hijab like a woman, and does not need to avoid others.
The two newly-married couples sat in the main position, and the ministers came one by one, wishing both of them.
Whenever this time, Azhao took a glass of wine and drank it.
The Holy King looked worriedly at Azhao.
Even if the female emperor has a good amount of alcohol, it should not be this drinking method.
"Your Majesty." He yelled at A Zhao,
"you……"
Azhao seems to know what he wants to say, and he laughs at him sideways: "I am not drunk!"
Holy King: "..."
The person who has spoken is never said to be drunk.
He was about to say something, but he closed his mouth at the next moment.
The most noble woman in the Suzaku Dynasty, just drunk dozens of glasses in just a short time.
Her face has been ruined with a thin layer of pink, and such a beautiful color appears on her snowy skin, very beautiful.
However, the most touching one is still her eyes.
The phoenix eye that has always been aggressive and domineering, at this moment because of the drunkenness, a layer of water is shining, the corner of the eye is dyed with a touch of red, the waves are flowing, and the endless stream is charming.
The holy scorpion is a little dry.
He didn't overdo it, he poured a glass of wine.
A Zhao half-squinted and looked at him like this, eating and laughing.
......
The palace feast is finally over.
Azhao and Shengjun also brought back to the palace.
At this time, Azhao actually wanted to bathe, and the alcoholic smell of himself was uncomfortable.
She thinks like this, naturally it does.
There is a hot spring pool in the back hall of the Suzaku Hall.
Azhao’s eyes turned and the pilgrimage glanced, and smiled and said:
Hey... take a shower first, love you, free.

St. Jun nodded: "Go down."
Azhao refused the palace man's hand, and he staggered into the hot spring pool.
She snorted and jumped directly, splashing a lot of water.
After confirming that the female emperor was a little drunk and did not cause much impact, the sister powder in the hospital disappeared.
A Zhaokai happily washed himself, put on his shirt, scattered long hair still dripping, and went out.
St. Jun sat back to her, as if she was watching something.
Azhao walked lightly and raised his head to prepare to scare him.
However, her palm has not yet fallen, and the other hand's hand is like a long eye, and she grabbed her wrist in an instant.
At the same time, the man slowly turned around.

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In the end, this chapter is too sleepy and too sleepy. The thoughts are very confusing. If there is anything wrong with it or a typo, you can help the high cold branch catch the insect.
Ah, I am sleepy, I am going to sleep!
good night!