Chapter 534 : Men in Huayi and brocade dote on a crowd?! (6)
Beautifully dressed servants, surrounded by men’s favorites?! (6)
The capital of South Vietnam, Jinzhou.
In the Splendid Palace, on the brocade couch.
Princess Qingyan, the empress of South Vietnam, lazily hit her head with one arm, surrounded by several handsome young men.[
One peeled the grapes for her and carefully brought the pulp to her lips.
One was gently massaging her delicate calves exposed outside her gauze skirt.
Among the others, there are those who lightly fan the ball, and there are those who hold fragrant tea...
Under the steps in front of the brocade couch, there was only a middle-aged female minister standing.
At this moment, he was reporting to her the recent events in the Western Chu Kingdom.
"...
Red Wolf was captured alive by Ximen Yehan, the king of Western Chu. Later, the Holy Son of Jiuchong Palace appeared and destroyed Beimang's 100,000-strong palace alone.
In order to protect Red Wolf, Beimang Kingdom has surrendered to Western Chu and paid tribute year after year. It will never rebel.
…”
"Ximen Yehan, does he still have some tricks up his sleeve?!"
Her delicate red lips opened and closed lightly, and her soft voice made a man's bones melt in half.
With a sigh, Princess Qingyan spit out the grape seeds between her lips with disdain.
"Then what is the origin of the Holy Son of Nine Layers Palace?!"
"this……"
The female minister below the steps hesitated slightly, and then spoke after a while.
"Back to Your Majesty, I haven't found out yet!"
"It hasn't been found out yet?!"
A cold look flashed across the eyes that could steal a man's soul in a glance. Princess Qingyan suddenly raised her gaze and looked at the face of the female minister.
"Shen Li'er, do you feel that your years have passed and you will no longer have any nostalgia in your life?!"[
The minister named Shen Li'er was so frightened that his knees weakened and he knelt down on the ground.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. I... I will send people to investigate again. They will definitely find out who the Holy Son is..."
Princess Qingyan's expression did not ease. Looking at the minister below, the murderous intent on her face only grew stronger.
A face that was once alluring to a country, at that moment, turned out to be as cold as a Rakshasa, making people feel horrified to look at it.