Chapter Forty-Five: Beauties from the Western Regions
The corners of Mu Chen's lips were slightly raised, and he looked at the envoys from various countries in the main hall with a smile. His fingers tapped rhythmically on the dragon chair.
Except for the envoy from the Western Region Kingdom who kept talking, everyone in the entire hall was bowed down by the cold aura.
"Emperor Tianchen, this is the most stunning beauty from our Western Region. I heard that I specially sent it to the Emperor for his wedding. I hope Emperor Tianchen will accept it?" The envoy performed the Western etiquette, raised his beard slightly, and stood in the main hall with confidence.
Zhonghou waited for the emperor to speak.
However, after a cup of tea, there was still no sound.
Maintaining a polite posture, the envoy finally noticed something was wrong. Cold sweat fell down his face. He didn't understand why the temptation of beautiful women that everyone could not refuse could not be tolerated in Tianchen Kingdom? Could it be that their emperor... glanced at the main hall with suspicious eyes?
superior.
Seeing those eyes as dark as night, the whole person lowered his head suddenly. He didn't dare to glance up again. Cold sweat dripped down as big as dots.
The messenger began to regret that he had taken credit for sending the beautiful woman off.
"The envoy from the Western Regions is so polite." The ice-like voice sounded like music to the ears of the envoy from the Western Regions at this moment. God knows that his feet were numb after performing this courtesy. He stumbled slightly, and the envoy stepped aside without saying a word.
"With such good intentions from the Western Regions, how can I let you down? Take this beauty away. I would like to see what the beauty from the Western Regions who is so praised looks like." Mu Chen said with a smile that did not reach his eyes. Beauty from the Western Regions
He, Mu Chen, always loves beauty and never accepts it once he appreciates it. The reason why he accepted it this time is because of her beauty?
The post-sealing ceremony ended without any joy, and the whole process was as serious as a routine.
When the envoys from all the officials withdrew, the whole sky was gradually getting dark.
"Your Majesty, are you going to Queen Yan's place now?" Mu Chen smelled strongly of alcohol. His face began to flush. He poured himself another glass of strong wine. Mu Chen smiled mockingly.
"Queen? I don't have a queen. Doesn't she want to be the queen above all these thousands of people by playing tricks on her? Do you know why I agreed? Ah?" Mu Chen stood up in a daze and grabbed the old lady.
Mo's hands and eyes were cold.
"Because I know that I like her! However, this love disappeared when she became the queen. Hum. The cold palace is waiting for her!" The strong momentum stunned Old Mo. He was completely stunned.
When he saw Mu Chen staggering to one side, he quickly went over to help him.
By the way, I comforted myself that the emperor was talking nonsense just now because he was drunk. The emperor was very kind to Queen Yan. How could he be in the cold palace? He shook his head and thought in the negative.
"Your Majesty, where are we going? This is not the road to Fengyi Palace." Lao Mo asked doubtfully.
"Go to Wuxi Palace." Lao Mo paused again and asked unbelievingly, "Your Majesty, is that the place where the beauties from the Western Regions live today?" He wanted to confirm whether the Emperor was drunk. Today is the day when he becomes the queen. Why?
Will you go to a place with beautiful girls from a small country to rest?
"Wuxi Palace" the cold voice came faintly, with affirmation.
Lao Mo supported Mu Chen, who was a little drunk, and his heart was filled with emotions. Why did the emperor treat Queen Yan like this? He walked towards Wuxi Palace with full of doubts.
This night seems a bit desolate.
### Qingyan sat quietly on the bed. She looked at the dark sky and raised her pink lips. She gave a charming smile.
He put his hand on his hungry belly. He hadn't eaten anything for a day. He looked at the exquisite pastries on the table. He hesitated for a while and closed his eyes.
Mu Chen should be coming soon now. She should be waiting for him.
"Squeak." The sound of opening the door sounded. Qingyan quickly flattened her hands. She closed her eyes and her heart rate accelerated. Her fair and tender cheeks were alluringly pink.
"Queen, light the candles." Several palace maids came in one after another and lit a few lamps. They bowed out respectfully.
Suddenly there was a sound in the room, the crackling sound of candles. My hand touched the cold silk quilt. My whole heart suddenly felt so cold. I moved my numb legs, kept my sitting posture, and continued to wait eagerly for the door to open.