Although the state visit is important, Qianjun does not intend to be a hero who wants to forget the beauty. Although the country is important, the beauty also needs to love, and men should love more. There is no difference between a person without love and a walking corpse. Qianjun also intends to
The beauty of the country cooks in one pot.
Thinking of this, Qianjun nodded and said, "Yes, just call me then."
"Well! Well, I'll go there first. Bye!"
Yingying nodded, got up and ran to William and his group. In a vague way, William's friend could hear some dissatisfaction complaining: "Let's come here to play today. You shouldn't be alone with your friend. He is just a pitiful one.
insect."
"Haha... our friends are jealous! This is not good. I'm afraid William will teach your friends a hard lesson like David."
Qianjun ignored these unscrupulous young men, and walked out of the bar gate and went to London Masonic. The so-called Masonic headquarters is a white Gothic building that looks a bit like a church.
There is a sacred smell. But there is no one at the door now, and the exquisite gray door is tightly closed and not open to the public.
Later, Qianjun got a ticket to fly back to the squad. He wanted to go back to the squad to sleep. If he was not in the squad, he would be afraid that the government officials in the squad would notice it, which would cause unnecessary diplomatic storms.
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It took two hours to fly from London to Madrid, and it was almost late at night when I returned to Madrid. Qianjun quietly returned to the President's Hotel prepared by the Royal Family of the Opera House for themselves. The staff saw that His Majesty, the emperor, was back, and
He did not dare to go up to interrogate, but bowed deeply and said, "Dear Your Majesty, do I have any place to serve you?"
"Thank you. No need." Qianjun smiled at the staff member. When he returned to the room, a staff member made high-quality coffee for him. If the respected Emperor needs work, the coffee will provide him with enough coffee.
energy.
He sent the service staff back with courteous but majestic attitude. Qian Jun sat in his seat in a daze. He remembered Shen Yanyu again. He was wondering if he had been busy these days, he was a little bit cold-hearted in Shen Yanyu? Even though he called last time
I just asked Shen Yanyu about Xie Daifei's situation and hurriedly hung up the phone. Although the last sentence was somewhat remembrance, I wonder if Shen Yanyu would remember it in my heart?
Since Minister Shen passed away, Shen Yanyu has always wanted to shape herself into a strong person, but her heart must be fragile, and what she needs most is her care.
Qianjun was thinking about whether to call Shen Yanyu? After all, it was so late. The phone rang out suddenly as soon as it was held in his hand. When he looked at the number, the words "Lin Zhiruo" were jumping on it!
Qianjun was so busy these days that he had no time to call Lin Zhiruo. Unexpectedly, Lin Zhiruo could not hold it in and called him.
Not long ago, Qianjun visited the Republic and happened to meet Lin Zhiruo when he got off the plane. At that time, she was with her friend Beibei. Qianjun didn't have time to say a few words to Zhiruo who had just returned to China because of his busy schedule.
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Lin Zhiruo finally called...
If Qianjun remembers it correctly, according to the time difference, it should be afternoon in the Republic. Qianjun asked in a gentle voice: "Zhiruo, what?"
Lin Zhiruo was dull for a while and said in a small voice: "It should be very late on your side now. I didn't disturb you, right?"
"No, I haven't slept yet. As long as you like, I can chat with you all the time." As long as you talk to his woman, his voice has always been extremely gentle.
"Well, you are the emperor now, and you are still in the state defense. It's normal that you haven't slept yet after a lot of money. But... you must pay attention to your health!"
Lin Zhiruo's voice did not show any joy, but instead was depressed and unhappy.
Qianjun heard it and asked softly: "Zhiruo, do you have any worries?"
"Um!"
Lin Zhiruo did not deny it. She paused and said in a hoarse voice: "I know you are very busy, so busy that you may not even have time to eat. Actually, I should be a sensible and good girl, standing silently behind you.
It’s time to disturb you, but I really can’t hold it in, so I still call you!”
"Zhiruo."
Qianjun called out softly, feeling happy and guilty in his heart, and could not speak.
In short, the girl Qianjun really sorry for is Lin Zhiruo. She accepted Qianjun when Qianjun was in a downturn and fell in love with Qianjun, and remained unswervingly until death. She even almost had a frustration with her family for Qianjun. But Qianjun.
However, the army was burdened with love and debt, and was even more happy. What was the face of going to see Lin Zhinuo?
Lin Zhiruo paused for a long time, and her voice finally returned to normal and said: "You are not in China. I have found all the news about you, from your ascension to the throne and then to a series of major national events that happened. I am proud of you..."
Qianjun is indeed worth Lin Zhiruo’s pride. Any news this man does that can be found in the newspaper is earth-shaking and attracts global attention!
But Qianjun was not happy about this, because Lin Zhiruo's tone did not sound like pride, but was filled with sadness. Moreover, Qianjun soon thought that since Lin Zhiruo was looking for information about him, she would definitely know
There is also news about Xie Daifei and the news that he and Poppy Shahua have a little princess together, even if there is no substantial relationship between the two.
These messages can be found in the newspaper.
Qianjun's heart has always been extremely strong, but at this moment he was slightly entangled because of Lin Zhiruo's simple words. Qianjun paused for a while and finally asked uncertainly: "You... take all my news...
...Is it all...all finished reading?"
"Um!"
Lin Zhiruo answered with certainty. She wanted to laugh, but the laughter sounded reluctantly: "Hehe... all your...including emotions... and your children with Her Majesty the Queen of Istan..."
Although Lin Zhiruo suppressed her feelings, Qianjun still felt the infinite sadness in her heart.
Qianjun's body trembled and he apologized softly: "I'm sorry."