Chapter 737: convince
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The Hardest Opening System in History
- Yingli Peach Blossom
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- 2021-01-31 04:59:52
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read2(); Some people say that the longer two people get along, the more alike they will be. Between words and deeds, they can directly communicate with each other without much words.
In fact, Zhao Yu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, knew her thoughts at the moment Rouge wrapped her neck from behind. In this world, there are two women who support Zhao Yu the most. One is a former old queen. , The other is Rouge who is dependent on each other at this time.
Above the Phoenix Terrace, the sky filled with ups and downs of silver light completely blocked the cold wind from all directions, and then Zhao Yu raised his hand and gently stroked the rouge face next to his head and asked:
"Rouge, you are pregnant, this Phoenix Terrace is so high, take care of it."
After finished speaking, Zhao Yu picked up Rouge from the back and carefully put it beside him, and then Rouge's gentle response sounded in his ears:
"Your Majesty, the concubines are not stupid. They specially sent people to the floating island small world to call Xiao Huang. Xiao Huang is very human and carries the concubines on the Phoenix Terrace, very smooth."
"If Xiao Huang doesn't have any use for this, it would be a waste of me to provide him with delicious and delicious food."
Zhao Yu chuckled softly. There was no sign of the imminent war on his handsome face, he was still extremely calm, but deep in the dark eyes, there were shocking weather in them, and at the same time, the young emperor’s eyebrows were marked with cinnabar patterns. , The red is dripping.
All this shows that Zhao Yu is gaining momentum, and the battle after seven days is imperative!
The most comfortable thing about Rouge is that she respects everyone, no matter what their identity, and Rouge always does more and talks less, because she knows that company is the best support.
Therefore, on the Phoenix Terrace, Rouge did not discuss any battle with Murong He seven days later with Zhao Yu, but looked down at the bottom of the Phoenix Terrace. It was square and square, like a tofu block, with a white face. A faint color was revealed on the top, and he stretched out his finger to point down, and said with interest:
"Your Majesty, it’s no wonder that the people in Shenjing City say that not everyone can stand on the Phoenix Terrace in Shenjing City, because the heights are so cold, and the concubines look down in the Shenjing City, those densely packed like ants People of this size have truly realized what it is to see the mountains and small mountains."
"This is Rouge's first visit to Phoenix Terrace. My aunt used to like to stand on it, but I don't really like it here."
Zhao Yu stretched out his right hand, gently supported Rouge, and stared at the same below, and then a calm voice continued to be heard:
"The Phoenix Terrace is too high, too far away from everyone, so it is too lonely. Although for the emperor, it is destined that there will be no two or three in the end, but I still want that day to come later, and later Some, but this time I insisted on taking over Murong He’s war post, the civil and military officials in the court must be extremely puzzled. If I didn’t guess wrong, at this time, on the square outside the Palace of Emperors, Wu Yang was kneeling. One piece."
As soon as Zhao Yu's words fell, Yan Zhi raised his head, looked at the young emperor's profile, and then responded:
"Your Majesty is really like a god. This morning, before dawn, the hundreds of officials had already come to the palace, kneeling on the square below the Huangji Hall, until their concubines came to see your Majesty on the Emperor Phoenix Platform. They didn't leave either."
After Rouge finished speaking, his complexion was condensed for a few breaths, frowned and continued to speak:
"The cabinet scholar Xiaosu went to the residence of former prince Fu Wen yesterday, but today the old man did not come."
"Fortunately, Master did not come, otherwise I will have a headache."
Zhao Yu's black eyes and rouge pale green eyes met at the same place, then he smiled softly, and his steady voice resounded on the Phoenix Terrace:
"We Daxia's officials, don’t look at their peace on weekdays, they are actually very stubborn. If I don’t give them an explanation, they won’t leave. I will ask Liang Po to pass a message later. I will formally retreat."
"Let the concubines go."
As soon as Zhao Yu's words fell, Rouge straightened her body slightly and spoke very seriously. Then she opened her red lips lightly and continued to speak:
"As the mother of Daxia, let me convince the officials."
Rouge's extremely serious voice fell, Zhao Yu looked at the serious face of the girl in front of him, stretched out his hand and gently touched the latter's cheek, and said softly:
"Okay, then I will bother you."
The sun continued to rise towards the center of the sky, and the temperature of the entire Shenjing City was also rising gradually, but all the people clearly felt the difference in the entire Shenjing City.
Amidst the prosperity, there was a trace of anxiety, and among the major government offices, the officials in charge did not come on duty for the first time.
Taiping Ruins, Shenjing Station, after entering the right track, the blue-and-white transmission light beam will continuously light up from the station, every minute and every second, there will be a vast number of people who are teleporting here from all over Daxia, and then take them After leaving the identity Yudie, after the officials of the Transmission Department registered and compiled, they walked out of the huge circular arch.
In the middle of the morning, among the crowds walking out of the arch of Shenjing Station, there were two young men, a man and a woman. Sima Annan in white flutteringly stood on the Taiping Market, watching the extremely busy shops and sights in front of him. He opened his hands and sighed exaggeratedly:
"I haven't seen it in months, it seems like a world away, in the capital city, my son Sima is finally back!"
"Do you mean that you have been wronged after spending a few months in Binzhou with me?"
There was a hint of dissatisfaction in the voice of the girl in green clothes in his ear, Sima Annan shook his head violently, then stepped forward and took You Rui'er's hand, and continued to speak very flatteringly:
"Let’s go, let’s go to the Yueyafang in the Taiping Market to have a hot pot. Although your mother’s cooking skills have nothing to say, I haven’t eaten meat for a long time, my son!"
As soon as he heard the words hot pot and meat, You Ruier also subconsciously uttered fluids and swallowed, but then after a second thought, he opened his mouth and asked:
"Sima Annan, don't you want to go to the palace to meet your majesty?"
"Your Majesty is in the White Emperor Palace and can't run, and there are still five days before Murong and the next battle post. Let's have a hot pot to relieve our greed, it's completely too late!"
The voice fell, and Sima Annan took You Ruier's hand and plunged into the endless crowd in the Taiping Ruins.
At the same time, on the Phoenix Terrace of the White Emperor Palace, Xiao Huang once again turned into a blue-gold thunder, shining in the void.
After half a stick of incense, Lei Ting stood firmly on the ground, and then the ladies of the court who had been waiting rushed up and helped Xiao Huang's rouge into the carriage on the side.
Immediately the carriage moved forward slowly, and the woman in front of him who was responsible for driving and escorting the car gently asked:
"Manny, are you going back to the harem?"
"No, go to the Qiangong, Huangji Hall!"