When Tang Mo heard that there were elves in this world, he really had the idea of giving it a try. After all, he had never tried such a fantasy species like elves in his previous life.
It's just that by some mistake, he married Alice, Youlin, and a lovely cat-eared girl, Le'er, so he no longer deliberately searched for elves.
He is not a card collector, so there is no need to deliberately collect an elf wife to satisfy his strong curiosity.
But he never expected that the elves had actually been making this idea for a long time: it was because they really didn't have a princess of the right age, otherwise they would have started this thing long ago.
Stimulated by the marriage of the Qin Kingdom, the Yangmu Empire finally couldn't sit still. It selected the only girl of the right age among the clan, rewarded her with the title of princess, and sent it to Tang Mo.
In terms of appearance, the elven royal family has always been at a higher level: they themselves are very beautiful, and the women of the royal family have one-of-a-kind looks, and every one of them is a top choice.
This thing itself is determined by genetics. It is difficult for handsome men and beautiful women to grow a crooked melon and cracked jujube.
I heard that the selected daughter of the prince was even more outstanding in appearance. She was already a beauty when she was seven or eight years old. Now she is twenty-eight years old, and she is definitely in her prime. What's more important is... for Tang Mo, this is...
Long ears add BUFF!
Princess Yingyue, who was sitting at the other end of the table, thought something big had happened and did not dare to interrupt. She could only sit there and look nervously at her future husband opposite.
She knew that what made Tang Mo look like this was definitely a national event. It might be a riot or an emergency such as war.
In fact, she guessed wrong. If Tang Mo heard a report about war or disaster, he would never be so panicked.
Because for the Tang Empire, fighting three or five countries alone was not a big deal, but Tang Mo's harem was going to be in turmoil again, which was a real fatal disaster.
"Can't you just push it away?" After a while, Tang Mo finally broke free from this sudden disaster. He had already begun to struggle for his happiness in the rest of his life.
Just kidding, the matter of marrying Yingyue hasn't been completely settled yet, and here comes another elf princess from the Eastern Continent. This is the enemy launching the fiercest attack on him.
The main direction of attack was not the sacred and inviolable territory of the Tang Dynasty, but the emperor's old waist - attacking directly at the weak point, hitting Tang Mo hard to resist.
It seems that the enemy is very cruel and has thoroughly studied his weaknesses: the Tang Empire is invincible in any field, but the emperor really cannot mass-produce a third kidney to strengthen himself.
Already...
"Your Majesty, when the locals are high-fiving each other, do you want to consider the mood of the outsiders?" The smile on Weiss's face became wider.
"..." Tang Mo looked at Weiss, and he could hear the teasing tone in Weiss' words: "Are you reminding me that in the future I may have to gather girls from each city according to the ancestral home of my subordinates?"
"If you can bear it." Weiss nodded: "But I seriously doubt that when your army reaches Dorne, your body will not be able to bear it."
"Try to find a way to reject it..." Tang Mo felt that he really didn't need to marry so many wives: at least he shouldn't and didn't need to consider goblin and dwarf spouses, which would be even more uncomfortable than killing him.
"Your Majesty, we should discuss this matter with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and other ministers before making a decision..." Weiss reminded Tang Mo: "Rejecting the elf's marriage at this time will affect the thinking of many people."
As soon as he reminded him, Tang Mo knew exactly what Weiss meant: if he rejected the elf at this time, it would be equivalent to pouring cold water on the Bunas faction.
Everyone is eager to return to the Eastern Continent, and everyone feels the crisis because of Ying Yue's arrival. If we refuse the marriage proposal from the elves, wouldn't it make people even more panicked?
As an emperor, even if it is just to suppress the arrogance of the local faction, he will choose to accept this kind of beating opportunity. Balance, restriction, beating, control... This is the power of an emperor. He has sat on the throne for so long,
It has long been understood.
But if you continue like this, your harem may be unstable first! You Lin, Alice... who is easy to mess with?
Besides, is that damn elf girl not yet an adult? What the hell? She is still a child! Isn’t this forcing yourself to do something worse than an animal?
Yes, this elf princess is a real 28-year-old. She is just 16 years old this year. To Tang Mo, she is really just a child.
"A special meeting on this matter will be held tomorrow, and the chief officials of all departments in the imperial capital must attend!" Tang Mo thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and issued the order.
Then he squeezed out a smile and said to Yingyue: "I'm sorry, something happened just now. Some people always like to make trouble for others."
"I hope your majesty can solve the problem. I have seen the prosperity and strength of the Tang Empire with my own eyes. I believe there is no problem that can trouble you." Ying Yue praised Tang Mo decently, which restored the atmosphere somewhat.
The two continued to chat about some topics, and then according to the rules, Ying Yue had to leave the Forbidden City and return to the other courtyard - everyone wanted to be shameless. If the news about a country's princess staying in the Forbidden City was spread, it would be hard to say or not.
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It's not like Tang Mo has never eaten a boy he's never seen before, so he won't be impatient. In fact, he's not in the mood to have any romantic affairs with Ying Yue now, because another atomic bomb is about to arrive at Refeng Port...
In John's office, the secretary delivered a document, reporting on the major diplomatic event he had just learned about.
John, who had eaten so much that he had lost his shape, twisted his fat body and suddenly reacted. He looked at his secretary and asked, "What? Say it again?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The secretary saw John with a wonderful expression on his face, and told the story again: "A beautiful woman was sent from the elf, and she said she was the prince's daughter.
, I am exactly sixteen years old this year, barely old enough, so I sent it over directly, saying that as a symbol of the friendship between the Yangmu Empire and the Tang Empire for generations, carrying the national certificate and national gift..."
"Pfft...ahhahahaha! Hahaha!" John couldn't help laughing loudly after hearing this. In the past few days, he had seen the proud faces of Leo and Nangong Hong. They looked like this during the meeting.
Both ministers walked with a little more confidence.
As a Bunas sect, John was naturally displeased with these two people. But they were so popular that he, as an elf, really couldn't do anything.
Things are different now. The Yangmu Empire found such a good opportunity to send an elf princess. This matter is much more interesting.
Thinking of this, John couldn't help laughing.
"Director..." The secretary looked at John who was laughing wildly and reminded him.
John waved his hand, but still couldn't stop his laughter: "I thought about Nangong Hong and Li Ao's appearance, and I couldn't help but want to laugh, hahaha!"
"Although they may be embarrassed now, Director, do you still want to consider His Majesty's mood? In addition... there is also His Majesty's mood." The secretary reminded again.
Immediately, John suppressed his smile. After all, in name, he was still a subordinate of Princess Leer and a minister of the Tang Empire.
How could the elves not leave a bad impression on the imperial concubine if they sent a princess to His Majesty the Emperor? The Emperor would obviously not be happy either.
So he said seriously: "Uh...well, it's really inappropriate to laugh like that. Ahem...you go out first and close the door."
"Okay, Director." The secretary lowered his head and walked out of the room, then closed the door.
Before the secretary could walk away, John's voice came from inside the door: "Hahahahahahaha!"
In another office, Nangong Hong concluded the matter with an ugly face: "I really shot myself in the foot this time... I really didn't expect that I would be so impatient to marry a princess?"
Just because of his previous position, he must also express the support of the diplomatic department on this matter: how they supported Princess Yingyue before, they must support the elf princess now.
Things were so embarrassing, so manic, so dumbfounding: Nangong Hong felt that he probably wouldn't have a good impression on the imperial concubines for a long time.
The secretary gave an awkward explanation: "Director, you may not know...that is, the elves did not have a suitable royal daughter a few years ago, otherwise they might have made this idea long ago."
"The prince's daughter they chose this time was specially promoted to the title of princess. She just turned 16 a few days ago, so she couldn't wait to send it over." He talked about the origin of this princess: "This girl may be a princess herself.
I didn’t expect that she would have such a fate... She was just the daughter of a prince before, but suddenly she has the qualifications to become the imperial concubine."
"Is now the time to talk about this? Ah?" Nangong Hong scolded in embarrassment: "Think carefully about how I will face His Majesty and so many colleagues who laugh at me at the meeting tomorrow."
When he thought that he was about to be stared at by so many smiling eyes and felt like sitting on pins and needles in the conference room, Nangong Hong felt that he should resign from the post of Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Datang Empire now.
Nangong Hong, who always boasts of being unparalleled in intelligence and scheming, knows that his glorious image has come to an end. No matter who he sees in the future, he will think of the marriage. Maybe he will be carrying an annoying person in the future.
Nicknames, such as "good things come in pairs" and "the minister of peace".
But he thought about Leo again, and felt a little better: There is such a good brother from the Imperial Security Bureau accompanying him, so this is not a loss...
