Chapter 104 'One Hundred Years of Solitude' (on the shelves tomorrow!)
Luodu, the imperial city.
The night is already deep.
The huge palace stands on the ground, covered with white marble. The inner palace square is extremely wide.
In the imperial study room, a handsome man wearing a splendid gold-threaded dragon robe sat quietly at the table.
There was a bit of heroism between his eyebrows, but there was also a lot of coquettishness that should not belong to a man. He raised his hands and leaned on his face, looking at the neat documents on the desktop, frowning, and then sighed leisurely.
The candle flame went out obviously after a while.
Dressed in a bright red palace dress, with a phoenix pattern embroidered with gold thread on the belt around her waist, she walked gently behind the man with a solemn but elegant step.
He stretched out his slender fingers to gently massage his temples, opened his red lips and said softly:
"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
Ji Nanjue gently closed her eyes, letting her cold fingers relieve her fatigue, and said casually:
"Queen, why did you think of coming to my study room so late?"
Lin Jinyu blinked her eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then sat down next to Ji Nanjue.
Looking at his delicate side face that was more beautiful than a woman, the mountains undulated gently, and he spoke full of resentment:
"I saw that the light in His Majesty's study had not been extinguished for a long time, and I was a little worried about His Majesty's health, so I came here to take a look."
"..."
After a pause, he looked at the documents on the table carefully and said curiously:
"Did your Majesty encounter any trouble?"
Ji Nanjue did not look at Lin Jinyu, but moved her body to the side without leaving any trace.
An imperceptible look of disappointment flashed across the queen's eyes, she pursed her lips and clasped her delicate hands tightly.
"It's nothing big, just trivial."
"On the contrary, the Nanfeng Ancient Kingdom sent an envoy to invite me to the sect recruitment meeting to be held in the Holy Land Utopia soon..."
"These immortal sects in the twenty-one states are one by one, hey!"
Having said this, a strange look appeared on Ji Nanjue's face again. As if he had thought of something, he reached out and took out a memorial that he had put aside alone.
"...but there is an interesting fact."
"The head of the Mo family in Mocheng sued Wuhuaque, accusing Wuhuaque of his evil deeds and giving his daughter a love potion?"
"That's not all. Elder Su of the Sword Sect, who is said to have been wandering around the realm of the God Transformation for hundreds of years, is holding the Qingping Sword, the Sword Sect's most precious treasure, which was burned from his ancestral grave, and frightened Luo Ritian to the point of peeing with one sword?"
"This Su Bei is really interesting!!"
"After all this messing around in Mo City, Jian Zong was recognized by the entire people of Mo City?"
"Maybe this year the Sword Sect can really surprise the sects all over the world."
Ji Nanjue shook her head, stood up, stretched her body, glanced down at Lin Jinyu, who was still sitting in the chair, and said calmly:
"Well, thank you for your concern, Queen. I'm a little tired."
"Queen, please go to rest early."
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave the imperial study room.
Lin Jinyu's eyes were constantly changing, and her expression was like that of a resentful woman. She didn't know where she got the confidence. She stood up suddenly and said to Ji Nanjue:
"Does Your Majesty still want to sleep alone?"
"..."
Ji Nanjue stopped, turned around, looked at the queen's eyes with red circles, looking incredibly beautiful in the faint candlelight, and said calmly:
"The queen should know my purpose in making you my queen."
"Don't talk about this again..."
Then he turned around again and left the imperial study room.
Big drops of tears slid down the queen's cheeks, wetting the rouge that had been carefully wiped on her face, and fell on the corners of her mouth, making her feel a little bitter.
The queen just stood there, looking at Ji Nanjue's disappearing figure in an instant, and choked slightly:
"I know that Your Majesty has been very kind to me, and has never taken a concubine for a hundred years."
"But in the past hundred years, you have never slept even one night in Cilan Palace, my concubine's place..."
"What did I do that I didn't do well enough to make you treat me like a guest?"
"I have even written "One Hundred Years of Solitude" which will be remembered for generations."
"..."
After muttering a few words and wiping her tears, the queen looked suspiciously at Su Bei, who had been drawn several circles by Ji Nanjue on the desk.
Then his eyes suddenly lit up with an incredible light, and he covered his lips tightly, as if he had discovered something terrifying:
"Su Bei?"
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is not a good man!"
"..."
...
It's already dawn.
Su Bei lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling motionless.
(...)
I have to say it's a wonderful feeling.
After a series of ideological struggles in his heart, Su Bei finally acted like a man and moved his thigh and arm away from him bit by bit.
Then he looked at Xiao Ruoqing who was sleeping soundly and had a big belly, and said fiercely:
"Women, no matter big or small, are indeed a bunch of duplicitous guys!"
"Let her come. If she doesn't come, if you don't pay attention to her, she will get excited!"
"Bah! Are you greedy for my body?"
"One in two, no more three, four, five, six, seven or eight..."
"..."
He put on his gown upright, combed his hair like an adult, stretched out his feet and kicked Xiao Ruoqing.
Xiao Ruoqing slowly opened her big eyes with squinting eyes, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she looked at the master's feet that were resting on her body.
"Get up, I kept you awake last night."
"Today is the day to give a speech to the teacher."
"Hurry up and pack up and leave! Pick your eyes out."
"..."
...
Chenshi.
The entire Mo City was already bustling with activity. Su Bei walked slowly towards the city lord's mansion with his hands behind his back, surrounded by a large number of Sword Sect disciples.
Along the way, you can see grinning old men and old ladies rushing crazily towards the city lord's palace with small steps.
——Fortunately, the outside of the city lord's palace seems to be large enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.
"How many eggs has Mr. Liu taken?"
"Not too much, not too much, only one hundred and eighty. If I put my daughter's skirt on again, I can still get twenty more!"
"Hurry up, don't go late, the eggs are going to be gone!"
"I only collected eighty eggs. No, I have to go back and drag my father-in-law up from the bed to collect the eggs."
"Didn't he just die in one breath?"
"..."
Su Bei was slightly silent, and then he saw piles of eggs being transported continuously from outside to the city lord's mansion, and then sprinkled like running water on this group of crazy egg-grabbers.
It seems that Mo Zhan's roaring voice can still be vaguely heard:
"Tens of millions of eggs! All gone in one wave?"
"Master, I'm really drained. Mo Cheng's chicken butt is almost smoking..."
"Where do so many people come from? With twenty eggs per person, how many people can the city lord's mansion accommodate?"
"Master, you don't know. Anyone you said that day can receive it. A bunch of old men and women from who knows which city in the surrounding area came here dragging their families..."
"The old man and the old lady are so stupid? Why are you joining in the fun?"
"Then you didn't say at that time that only those who are cultivators of immortality are allowed to receive eggs..."
"..."
The Mohist disciples felt very aggrieved. After all, eggs are not like rice, and noodles can be stored in large quantities. It is not easy to get so much in one day.
When other families heard that the Mo family was collecting eggs wantonly, they thought they would become immortals if they ate the eggs.
The prices increased crazily one by one, and the prices increased more than ten times.
Seeing Mo Zhan's swollen face and pretending to be fat, the disciple of the Mo family tried to say:
"Master, how about... let's stop it?!"
"Send it! How could you not send it! Are we, the Mo family, the kind of people who don't keep their word?"