The palace of the Balan Empire looked a little shabby than the Empire of the Balan Empire. He was used to the luxury of the Balan Palace. Li Si couldn't even pretend to be a country bumpkin. When the wind xiao saw his leisurely posture in the garden, he couldn't help but secretly exclaimed.
Song Song, the emperor of the Balan Empire, has been in his sixties. He has been addicted to wine and color for many years. Although he is very majestic, he has already revealed his dusk energy. Song Song is simply the second Li Yuan. No matter how old he is, he likes to buckle the tender grass. Look at Song Song with gray hair and then look at the wind chimes that are as tender as flower buds. Li Si feels nauseous.
The dim and turbid eyes glanced at Feng Ling'er, and Song Song's eyes would not turn. The shattered ice and snowy skin, the impeccable facial features, the cute and cute, making people want to hold it in their hands and love it. Feng Zhongxiao saw his pig's eyes and dared not speak. After all, this is the emperor. Feng Ling'er hid timidly behind his father, like a frightened little rabbit. They dared not speak, but Li Si said without hesitation: "Your Majesty, is it good-looking?"
"Good," as soon as he said, Song Song regretted his words and glared at Li Si and said, "Who are you?"
Li Si said openly: "Li Si is Miss Fenglinger's husband,"
Seeing that he was young and handsome, Song Song felt disgusted and said unhappy: "It turns out that Miss Fenglinger has promised you," he turned to Fengzhongxiao and said: "Feng Aiqing, your son-in-law is good, and you are a talented person. You are so happy."
Feng Zhongxiao hurriedly said, "Thank you for your praise. If Your Majesty can give me a kindness and give them a marriage, I will be grateful."
Song Song's fantasy of eating tender grass was shattered, and he couldn't get up to his interest, so he casually said: "Okay, okay, I'll give you a marriage myself when I choose a good day." Suddenly, he turned to Li Si and asked: "Li Si, you are a child of a famous family, yes, I have never heard of any minister and nobleman who has such an outstanding child. Are you from Yandu?"
Li Si said frankly: "I am not a Balan, but a weight-bearing man below." This is not because Li Si is honest, but because he discussed with Feng Zhongxiao. If Li Si said he was a Balan, Song Song would definitely be able to find out. Only by saying that he was a weight-bearing man would he have no way to check it out.
Song Song looked slightly stunned and said, "You are a weight man. Now the weight Da Chu Pass is besieged by alien monsters. How did you come from the weight? How would you fly?"
Li Si laughed and said, "Your Majesty is so humorous. How can people fly? I came to your country when the alien monsters had not yet appeared."
Song Song felt like he swallowed a fly. Such a delicate beauty actually married a foreigner. Song Song felt quite unwilling, but the law did not prohibit his own people from intermarrying with foreigners. He didn't want to say anything. He asked a few more questions casually. Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, Song Song had to give up and whispered to Feng: "Feng Aiqing, the dinner is ready. I ate my stomach at noon today, so I won't attend it in the evening. Feng Aiqing, let the daughter find such a beautiful man. You have to let go and drink a few more drinks."
The wind whistled, "Thank you for your love,"
The host did not attend, and the dinner was slapdated. Feng Zhongxiao saw the difficulties and was very relieved. However, this place was the palace after all, so it was not convenient to say more. After eating some at will, he wanted to take them out of the palace. However, just now he wanted to leave, Song Song arrived like a ghost, with a smile on his face as if he was chrysanthemums. Feng Zhongxiao and others were secretly surprised. After the salute, Song Song smiled and said, "Feng Aiqing, it's already late, and it's not safe to walk at night. I'll stay in the palace for one night tonight."