"Ran Qingchen? Why are you mentioning him? Are you jealous? Do you know my affairs quite well?"

Having just put on Mo Yu's makeup, and now with Ran Qingchen, Leng Yuhan glanced at Murong Qiulian with strange eyes. It seemed that Murong Qiulian's resentment had accumulated a lot in the past few years.

Murong Qiulian has liked Shi Hanyan for many years? Wasn't it just during those years in the palace? Could it be that Murong Qiulian and Shi Hanyan had met before?

"Gu's love for you is no less than Shangguan Lin's!"

Murong Qiulian's jealousy was so intense that she could change a man in one sentence, leaving Leng Yuhan speechless and could only look at the man in front of her strangely.[

He looks like a human being when he's not jealous, but he doesn't act like a human being when he's jealous!

Like a fool!

"You little fool, I'm going to pay my respects early. Don't play tricks with me, I will tell Yinzhe to guard you! Be careful to prevent you from making trouble in the dark!"

Leng Yuhan could almost believe half of Murong Qiulian's affection for Shi Hanyan.

Because all kings always speak the truth and never tell lies, Murong Qiulian didn't have to make up a lie about Xuan Zhao's proposal to marry him if he wanted to deceive her.

It's just that Leng Yuhan still can't completely believe that Murong Qiulian is in love with Shi Hanyan, so he still needs to take some precautions.

"Mother, just remember to feed Lian'er! Lian'er won't run or escape, so she will just lie down on the collapse and eat mother's food!"

With her fingers tugging on the band on her hair, Murong Qiulian shook her head and raised her long hair that was as flowing as a waterfall. Her face was as jade-like, and her eyes were full of lovesickness. She leaned against the door of the palace, with her eyebrows in her eyes.

With a smile on his face, there is a hint of the charming beauty of a man that confuses all living beings.

For a moment, Leng Yuhan looked as if he was from another world, far away and unreal.

"Yinzhe, guard the Huangrui Palace and don't allow anyone to enter or leave! Wait for me to come back!"

After sitting in the palace sedan, Leng Yuhan muttered "Pervert" in his heart. After giving instructions to Yin Zhe who was guarding the palace gate, he ordered the palace attendant to lower the sedan curtain and walk towards the political affairs hall.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

As the palace sedan went away, Yinzhe looked at the shadow of the woman in the sedan, with an inexplicable complexity in his eyes.

The Queen and Murong Qiulian finally came together.

Will the battle between Dahuang and Xuanzhao rise or subside?

The battle and the outcome are not important. What is important is that once the Queen goes to war, his stupid woman must not break her head and rush forward to accompany the Queen on the war?

What if a stupid woman with no self-defense skills stays on the battlefield and cannot come back?

Yinzhe's worries are not unfounded.

In early March, the Queen left the funeral arrangements of the Crown Prince to Mu Guifu to handle all matters alone, and ordered the palace officials to secretly send the Crown Prince to the funeral, and not allow relevant people to disclose anything about the funeral to the outside world.[

The seven-day period of observing filial piety ends on the eighth day of the third month. The zodiac calendar indicates that this day is the first of great auspiciousness, suitable for awakening the heaven and earth and nourishing creation.

It's morning, it's raining, the clouds are lingering, and the sky is gray and black.

In the early dynasty, the Queen appointed Fu Ruya as the minister of literature and history of the expedition, and was worshiped as the first-class civil servant of the dynasty. He was listed in the same court as Yu Wenjin and was as famous as Dahuang.

"My lord, Fu Ruya, would like to thank my emperor for long live, long live, long live!"

Fu Ruya knelt down and bowed his head, knocking his head to the ground three times. His inner excitement was beyond words.

"Haha, get up! This expedition is very well written. I and the courtiers share the same sentiments. You deserve it!"

When a country sends out troops, it must have a well-known division.

Whether the Great Phoenix Kingdom’s campaign mission is written in a good and correct manner is directly related to the future life and death of the Great Phoenix Kingdom!

The Queen was very satisfied with Fu Ruya's low-key, profound, and sharp writing skills, so she rewarded him with an official title and a title.

Once printed in ink, the call for dispatching troops to conquer Xuan Zhao was quickly distributed to all the garrison offices within the Dahuang Kingdom.

The content of the memorandum clearly stated: Emperor Shenglian of Zhu Xuanzhao rebelled against the territory of the Huang Kingdom, intercepted the emperor Huang's husband and forced him to make him the leader of the robe. This was to despise the Hewen Temple, the ancestor of the Huang Kingdom, and to violate the foundation of our prosperous Huang Dynasty. Today

The king who respects me, the Great Phoenix, has specially ordered millions of rebels to send out troops to conquer. I only hope to restore the beauty of my great Phoenix country and build up the dignity of my great Phoenix! I hope to welcome the emperor's husband back to the court soon, and I promise not to kill! This is

My emperor was ordered by Heaven to tell the world this sign! In order to respect all people and clear up their doubts!

As soon as Zhao Wen of the crusade was dispatched, the Queen immediately mobilized 800,000 well-trained land army and female soldiers, 100,000 horse cavalry, 50,000 fire rifle infantry, 30,000 long-range archers and nearly 30,000 long-range archers from the Huang Kingdom.

The 20,000 Shenhuang Guards began to assemble on March 13th and organized into generals. They set off from the eight official roads in Dahuang Realm. At the end of March, they successively arrived at ten garrisoned cities at the border with Xuanzhao.

The total is a female army of one million!

"Mom, what is this? It tastes sweet, is it sugar?"

From morning to night, Murong Qiulian waited for a red pill in Leng Yuhan's palm.

It's coming, it's coming, right?
Chapter completed!