Weiyang Palace, Imperial Study Room.

Li Fei and Zhao Weirui knelt on the ground and presented the folk customs map of the Far North and the new territory map drawn by Zhao Rui.

"King Zhao is really a blessing to me as a great businessman. In just a short time, he has expanded so much land. However, the Turks are a group of uncivilized barbarians. If you want to rule them, you must be more careful!"

Murong Bing was very happy and asked Qian Yuwei to hang up the map and looked at Li Fei with great admiration.

"You have also made great achievements this time. I have to reward you well. Tell me, what do you want?"

Li Fei's body couldn't help but tremble, and her head lowered even lower, almost touching the ground.

Murong Bing was a little strange: "What are you doing? You suddenly became polite to me. There is no need for these false courtesy between you and me. Besides, there are no outsiders here!"

Li Fei hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to say.

Zhao Weirui, who was next to him, was not polite at all and directly removed the sins from his body and put them aside.

"Your Majesty, I'm really hungry. Can you get me something to eat first?"

Murong Bing laughed twice and then greeted Qian Yuwei next to him.

"I have long heard that King Zhao brought back a younger sister, who is like a god descending to earth, extremely brave! Come here quickly and let me take a good look at her."

Zhao Weirui didn't have so many scruples and stood up directly and sat next to Murong Bing.

"Your Majesty, your hands are so beautiful, more beautiful than women's!"

Murong Bing hurriedly hid her palms in her sleeves. She didn't expect that Zhao Weirui, who looked so stupid and stupid, could be so observant.

"Since you are the sister of King Zhao, you are also my sister. It is too low to make you Princess Qionghua. I will issue an edict now to make you Princess Qionghua, and at the same time, I will give you the title of Chief Guard!"

Zhao Weirui was mentally ill and didn't know the difference between a princess and a princess, so she just agreed with a silly smile.

Her hands were not idle, she directly picked up the snacks on the table and stuffed them into her mouth.

"Ouch! This sword is too heavy!"

The two Qianyu Guards couldn't help but scream in surprise.

They originally wanted to put away the sin, but after all, it was a bit unsightly to place such a big sword in the middle of the royal study.

"If two people can't lift it, just bring in a few more people!"

Murong Bing scolded and pushed all the pastries and fruits in front of Zhao Weirui.

These are all her favorites, and they are expensive pastries that Zhao Rui collected from various countries.

But her appetite was extremely small and she couldn't eat much every day, so most of it was wasted.

Seeing Zhao Weirui eating so much, she felt inexplicably excited.

"Come here, bring all the cakes and dried fruits that have been sent as tribute from various places."

Orders were given, but no one carried them out.

Only then did Murong Bing realize that all the Qianyu Guards in the royal study room ran over to carry the big sword.

"What's wrong with you? You're so old and you can't even lift a sword?"

The leader, Qianyu Wei Zhonglang, was about to cry without tears.

"Your Majesty's sword is too heavy. It may weigh over a thousand pounds. We really can't lift it."

"Thousands of pounds!" Murong Bing suddenly felt that these Qian Yuwei were insulting her IQ.

Zhao Weirui looks like a little girl, how can she lift something weighing more than a thousand kilograms?
Chapter completed!