Fast-Crossing Big Boss: Blackening Lord God is Paranoid and Sick

Chapter 145 Unruly Princess VS Miserable Little Eunuch (31)

In the center of the hall, an old man bowed his waist slightly, with a solemn look on his face.

"Reporting to the emperor, it has been more than a month since the enthronement ceremony, and the harem is empty. I hope the emperor will recruit beautiful women to fill the harem."

Nowadays, there is only one woman in the harem, Luo Yi, who is still the princess of the former dynasty, living in the emperor's palace every day, which is really absurd.

The group discussed for a few days before they wanted the emperor to recruit a beautiful girl. This move was also to divert Wen Qingyun's attention and prevent him from favoring only one person.

The air around the main hall seems to be condensed, and the depressed people are dull.

Suddenly, the person on the throne chuckled lightly, and the sound seemed extremely pleasant.

"I forgot to tell you one thing recently, and it's not too late to say it today. Luo Yi and I will have a big wedding in January."

The cold tone is a notice.

The old man's brows and eyes darkened, with a domineering momentum, he replied absolutely.

"Think twice, your majesty, this woman is the former empress dowager, your majesty must not disregard the country and society!"

Simply ridiculous!
When Luo Yi became queen, if she gave birth to a daughter in the future, wouldn't Jiang Shan's surname be Luo?

They will never allow it!
The group of ministers who cared about Luo Yi were overjoyed.

The old man with a long beard looked at the old man and smiled slowly.

"My lord Liu, the emperor has his reasons for deciding so."

The old man's voice was angry and sarcastic.

"Heh, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, Luo Yi will never be the queen of a country!"

The old man with a long beard slammed a thousand pounds in twos and twos, and the two of them said something to each other. Wen Qingyun watched the farce with cold eyes, and finally made a final decision.

"I have decided on this matter."

The old man narrowed his eyes, a dark light flashed across his eyes, and he slightly arched his hands.

"The emperor thinks twice."

Wen Qingyun frowned, and looked at the old man expressionlessly.

"Don't make me say it a second time."

With a light glance, the old man's legs were trembling.

He has been with Wen Qingyun for five years, the old man knows how cruel his methods are, otherwise he would not be able to follow Wen Qingyun.

The bearded old man glanced at him, then turned to kneel down towards Wen Qingyun.

"Congratulations to the emperor!"

With the first beginning, the people behind all knelt down in unison, their voices loud and clear.

In the end, only the old man was there in the main hall, which seemed extremely abrupt.

He swept around the kneeling crowd, and Wen Qingyun's eyes on the throne were cold.

The old man pursed his lips, raised the hem of his robe and knelt down, whispering.

"Congratulations to the emperor!"

This matter was like a tornado sweeping through the imperial city, Mei Sui was shocked when he heard this, and told Luo Yi about it.

One of the parties who was about to get married in January didn't know anything about it.

Luo Yi: "..."

Luo Yi squinted her eyes, and just about to say something, the material of the black robe fluttered at the door, raising her eyes, Wen Qingyun stood imposingly at the gate of the palace, with a delicate and elegant appearance, like a fairy from the sky.

Seeing Wen Qingyun coming in, Meisui retreated with great insight.

When Wen Qingyun approached, Luo Yi asked him slowly, eyebrows raised lightly.

In the dormitory, Luo Yi did not wear a veil to cover it up, the scar on her face was much less visible to the naked eye, although it was still ferocious, it was not as terrifying as before.

"What about the marriage?"

Wen Qingyun's expression was calm, Luo Yi felt that the way he looked at her was different from before, it was scorching hot.

This look is too familiar to her...

"Yiyi, are you willing to marry me?"

Luo Yi pursed her lips and smiled, with a calm expression, she joked.

"Are you cutting first and playing later?"

Wen Qingyun's palms under his long sleeves were already sweating. Hearing that Luo Yi did not refuse, he hugged Luo Yi in his arms, wrapped her around her waist with more weight, and brought her into his arms.

(End of this chapter)