Chapter 1575: Empress sullen

no Zuo no Die.
The ancients did not deceive me.
Just when I had a wretched smile on my face, and I just put my eyes in the keyhole, intending to enjoy the beauty of the moment by means of peeping, Emily just happened to push the door.
At that moment, in my field of vision, there was no smooth whiteness, no moving slenderness, only pitch black, and countless stars shining.
"Ok?"
There was a pleasant doubt, it was Emily's voice: "What's the matter?"
I covered my eyes and kept wailing: "Ahhhhh! My eyes! My eyes!"
"What's up with him?"
Emily asked again.
"He just got a smirk and went to the bathroom door." The elf queen's voice paused, and then said: "Maybe it's to peep your bath."
"Peeping?"
Emily's voice was full of disgust.
After the bird, die, die, die, can't you speak so bluntly, Empress?
Isn't it good to be tactful?
I want to cry without tears, I am afraid that I will inevitably be beaten up.
After a while, the pain in my eye sockets gradually disappeared, and there was no severe pain in my body. I squinted in doubt and found that the Elf Queen and Emily were sitting at the table, looking at me with the expression of the crowd. .
"Uh......"
Yigulu sat up from the ground, I was slightly embarrassed.
"Have you finished rolling?" Emily's voice was still lukewarm: "Get up and eat."
"Oh" I answered, and honestly got up from the ground, straightened out the folds on my clothes, and sat down opposite the two women.
I saw the elf queen staring at me with a weird expression, and her soft cheeks that could be broken by a blow were tightened and trembling slightly.
I looked familiar with this expression, it was the result of trying to laugh but trying to contain it.
"What's the matter with you?" I looked suspicious and leaned towards the queen.
puff!
She couldn't stop it anymore and sprayed my face.
I wiped my face, and it was quite depressed in my heart. I laughed whenever I wanted to. Why bother to hold it back? Since I'm sure to hold it back, I just hold it back. Why did I finally get discouraged and sprayed me. face.
Fortunately, the chopsticks have not been moved yet.
While rejoicing secretly, I took the towel from the maid, only to find that the maid was also struggling to laugh.
what's the situation?
Is today the World Suppressing Laughter Day?
I glanced at the maid suspiciously, but the maid couldn't hold back, and I was sprayed again.
......
My heart hurts, forget it, don't wipe it.
Just when my depression was rising to the point of collapse, the maid faltered and took a mirror from the bathroom to me-she had already run out of laughter, if it wasn't for the dwarf's natural physique, she would have no strength to stand. Up.
I took the mirror and glanced at it, and I was dumbfounded for an instant.
Who is he?
Is it me?
What's the situation with this Nima?
I was shocked by a mirror and I doubted my life, and I couldn't help asking three consecutive questions.
In the mirror, when did the boy who was originally sunny and beautiful put on a thick layer of smoky makeup?
Or is it smoky with one eye?
wrong!
This Nima is not smoky makeup!
This is the bruise that came out!
by!
I couldn't peep, and I was bumped into a black eye. This is simply a big stain in my life!
I hid my face and sobbed, feeling shameless to see people.
On the opposite side, Emily's voice sounded faintly, as if a breeze: "Don't cover it. Since you are peeping, you have to bear the consequences. Besides, if there is anything to peep, why not sneak in if you want to see it?"
"Huh?" Hearing Emily's words like this, I instantly became energetic: "So, I can watch you take a shower in the future?"
"Of course not," Emily said, "At least the scars I made when I hit you than the door hit you are cryptic and won't be discovered."
Was beaten by you?
Why not get hit by the door!
Although the door hit hurts, it is not fatal. If you beat me up, it's up to you whether you can survive.
God knows, would you treat beating me as a daily exercise.
A meal is speechless.
After the meal, I sent away the maids with a bag of gold coins, and then returned to the living room to sit down with the Elf Queen and Emily.
After ten minutes of silence, the elf queen took the lead and said: "I always thought that the goblin assistance team is your personal asset."
There were a lot of anger and dissatisfaction in her words, especially her sorrowful expression, like an awkward little daughter-in-law.
"I never said that it was my personal assets." I spread my hands and showed an innocent expression: "I just emphasized that they are my subordinates and only listen to my transfers, but I also have a boss. Master Dewey is mine. boss."
With a deep sigh, the empress's expression was still grimace: "What do you think I should do?"
I put on an expression of ‘It’s nothing to do with me’, and said, "You are the queen, you have the final say."
"I'm asking for your suggestions," the elf queen said slightly stunned: "Elder An Xiaoyi!"
"My advice......"
Subconsciously glanced at Emily and found that she was leaning on the sofa leisurely, her eyes empty, in a daze.
Clearing my throat, I continued: "My suggestion is yes."
"Promise what?" the elf queen asked.
"Answer should assist the team in exchange for wood."
The Elf Queen said with a smile, "How many years do you think this team can change the supply of wood?"
"The longer the better," I said: "It's better to be a hundred years or a thousand years."
The Elf Queen smiled, her smile full of sullen anger: "An Xiaoyi, are you playing with the benefits of Moonlight City?"
"As a child's play?" I shook my head: "You misunderstood, I did not underestimate the interests of Moonlight City, this is the result of serious thinking."
"The result of thinking about it seriously?" The elf queen no longer smiles, her expression is very serious: "Then I really want to hear, your opinion!"
"Actually, it's like this, Her Majesty" I smiled and said: "The team I'm talking about is not just a member of this team, but just the number of this team."
The queen's eyes sank slightly, about a minute or so, she opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes lightened, and said, "Go on."
"Yes" I said: "People will die, but the serial number will not. As long as the goblin assists the team with the serial number staying in Moonlight City, Moonlight City can continue to move forward steadily. Even if the team members are replaced, they will only bring Come with more cutting-edge technology, and all that Moonlight City has to pay is the inexhaustible, inexhaustible, and usually useless wood. Do you think Moonlight City suffers from such a transaction?"
The queen pondered for a few seconds, and said: "If the transaction can really proceed in this way, it will not suffer a loss, but how can you ensure that the members who will be replaced in the future must be elites with cutting-edge technology?"
"There are many methods," I said: "You can compare the comprehensive strength of the two countries through intelligence agencies, and you can also give a period of time to see whether their scientific research inventions are lagging behind those of previous personnel. Of course, the most obvious way is. It is to carry out a drill every once in a while to let similar scientific research products carry out actual combat drills, so that not only can we get more accurate data, but also know what is lacking."
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