"Wuying pays homage to Her Majesty the Empress." Wuying led a group of people forward and gave His Majesty a sincere salute.
"Your Majesty, the Empress, will live as long as the heavens for eternity!"
This slogan must be shouted. After shouting it, Wuying felt completely refreshed.
The faces of the Gujiang clan members who looked at him with death-like eyes seemed to have softened.
As far as the eye could see, His Majesty was wearing a pink fur and plush cloak. He was sitting in a small group on a big chair made of gold and jade, looking at him quietly.
Oh, by the way, His Majesty still has the book under his hip.
It should be the one that the Lord sent Hiei to send, "The Story I and the Regent Have to Tell"
"Go back and tell Shenyi that I will kill him when we meet again!" Jiang Nai cursed angrily.
"Okay, okay." Feiying nodded his head repeatedly and said while holding the copper pot, "Whatever you want is right! The Lord will definitely satisfy you."
Over the years, he has finally figured out that whatever you say in front of the master is right, wrong is right, and right is right.
Don't say you just want the master's head, if you want the heart, lungs, and brain, the master can cut it open and hand it over to you.
The first rule of thumb for a young couple is that the subordinate must be discerning.
In the past, there were too many places where I suffered losses and was deceived.
The master scolded the little liar, and they scolded him too? Bah, just waiting to be taken to the Hell Mountains for unlucky training.
The master scolded the little liar out of love and concern.
How can they, who are subordinates, be disrespectful to the future mistress?
Of course not! Unless you want to be like that stupid Luo Que and seek death.
The personal guards around the master know all about it, don't mess with the fourth girl, and don't mess with the fourth girl.
No matter how domineering and hopeless the fourth girl is, in the eyes of the master, even if she is a man-eating flower, she is still the best flower.
Seeing Fei Ying's sincere expression, Jiang Nai nodded, but suddenly felt a little...stuck.
It's like hitting a pile of cotton with your fist, and no anger can arise.
Aren't they Shen Yi's personal bodyguards?
Why does it feel like something is wrong? Is it because your brain is fried?
"Your Majesty, Fei Ying broke into His Majesty's camp. You should give him a few whips. But cooking it like this will spoil the original taste of the food. I have prepared some seasonings for you. They are all available. Your Majesty can decide what you need.
kind."
Jiang Nai was speechless, wondering if Shen Yi and the other personal guards were all crazy?
He waved his hand and asked someone to remove the firewood.
Fei Ying leaned on the copper pot and stared at her, wiping his tears, "Your Majesty, I know that you are the most kind and beautiful person in the world."
Jiang Nai didn't want to listen to their nonsense, so he went straight to the point, "Why does Shenyi want you to follow me?"
Wuying immediately said seriously, "My master misses His Majesty very much and wants to send me to take His Majesty back."
"That's right, the master has been thinking about you day and night to the point where he has become ill. Do you think you can have mercy on the master and go see him with your subordinates?"
Su Yang immediately straightened his face and said, "Your Majesty, don't listen to their nonsense. The Gods have no good intentions."
"Yes, you slapped the king of the gods at that time. The other party must have a grudge against you and want to trick you into going back and take your life!"
"You fart!" Fei Ying stood in the copper pot and roared at Sima Zhi who opened his mouth.
"My master regards your majesty as an eyeball, so why would he want to kill her?"