Your Majesty, the Emperor is playing your cards again!

Chapter 392: The physique is unexpectedly majestic

Mrs. Xia was so grateful that she didn't know what to do. She really wanted to pour tea for all the empresses herself.

But no need.

All the empresses have their own personal maids. The maids serve tea and fan themselves, so she doesn't need to worry about them at all.

Several distinguished ladies sat down in her small pergola so contentedly.

This small pergola was given to her by the Ministry of Internal Affairs because of her fainting.

Mrs. Xia was panicked for a while, but her excitement slowly calmed down when she saw these noble empresses being so kind.

At the same time, I am very fortunate that Xiaozheng is still somewhat blessed. Seeing that she gets along well with these noble ladies, it is very natural.

She finally let go of her worries day and night.

They just sat down in the small pavilion, and heard a burst of cheers from the river, but it turned out that it was King Nan'an who came on stage.

Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, King Nan'an is a generation older. It should have been the Crown Prince of Nan'an who took the stage, but King Nan'an was determined to embarrass the emperor's son on such a highly anticipated occasion, so he made a high-spirited appearance in person.

He took off his shirt, revealing his dark and muscular chest, and a vivid black eagle was painted in front of his heart. As he opened his hands, the black eagle seemed to be flapping its wings, so ferocious that his subordinate soldiers couldn't help but shout. , cheered repeatedly.

King Nan'an raised his hand and waved to the crowd, holding the yellow with his left hand and holding the blue sky with his right, like an old man chatting like a teenager.

He stepped on the dragon boat and stood firmly at the stern. The dragon's head was raised slightly, as if it was flying out of the water. When the people saw this heroic appearance, they cheered louder.

The King of Nan'an was extremely brave. He came out on top almost every year in dragon boat races in previous years. This time he competed with the young emperor on the same stage. I don't know whether it was because he was stronger because of his old age, or because the waves from behind in the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead. Everyone was really looking forward to it.

King Xuan and King Rui were also standing on the bow of the boat. They both took off their shirts, revealing their strong upper bodies.

The two of them still have good figures, but there is no harm if there is no comparison. King Nan'an came up and immediately made the two of them look like chickens.

King Xuan gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Huang is so enthusiastic. He still plays dragon boat racing with us at his age. It would be bad if he accidentally hurts his bones!"

Prince Rui said carelessly: "There are no distinctions between seniors and juniors when competing on the same stage. My nephew bumped into my uncle. Please don't be angry."

King Nan'an gave them a proud expression, as if I am immortal and I am my concubine after all, and sneered: "If you want to challenge me, you should wait for two more years before doing so."

King Xuan almost choked to death.

This old man is so arrogant!
Prince Rui laughed loudly: "Since the emperor said this, my nephew is relieved. My nephew will not be polite in a while, hahaha..."

King Nan'an stood on the bow of the boat and stretched his muscles, too lazy to talk to the two children.

At this moment, there was a burst of colorful sounds from the direction of the royal road, but the emperor stood up from the throne on the colorful platform, took off his shirt, and suddenly revealed two colorful painted dragons with golden scales and cloud claws surrounding him. The dragon face behind him was fierce, Act without restraint, and your awe-inspiring evil spirit will rise to the sky.

The emperor's physique was unexpectedly majestic, comparable to that of the King of Nan'an who was a military general.

It's just that the emperor's figure is taller and longer, his texture is firmer, his young body is full of vigor, as if he has accumulated infinite power, his hormones are bursting, and his aura is overwhelming.

Such fresh flesh instantly gave the equally muscular King Nan'an a bit of sunset aura.