I, the Prince of Qin

　　Fra sat opposite Mozhe, with Bud and Jolly on the left and right, and the rest of the officials lined up in order.

　　Mo Zhe smiled encouragingly at the girl whose back was tensed with tension.

　　"His Royal Highness, the one on the opposite side, sooner or later, is the imperial concubine?" On Mo Zhe's left, Kong Ming pointed at the table and flicked the cigarette butt.

　　The corner of Mo Zhe's mouth twitched: "There are minors opposite, don't smoke."

　　Wearing a black coat, the thin young man with long black hair apologized and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray: "Smoking is refreshing, in fact, I don't like to smoke, but the first emperor used to make me work overtime when he had nothing to do, and he returned it all year round. Lack of sleep, who can stand it without smoking a big cigarette?"

　　Mo Zhe nodded sympathetically.

　　It seems that the first emperor understands it very well.

　　On the other side, Zhang Qian from Jiwotou held a pile of documents, turned ten pages at a glance, and whispered to A Fang: "No, no, the cost of dimensional business is too high, we are not for charity, and the Silk Road also needs to talk about the Basic Law."

　　Led by these two people, Lu Su, Zhang Yi, Wang Xuance and others sat in their seats, busy preparing, occasionally looking curiously at the future new emperor.

　　The political situation in Daqin was stable. Usually, Afang alone, with the help of the central computer of Afang Palace, was able to handle most of the state affairs and internal affairs, and he could also accompany Mo Zhe to experience (fool).

　　Most of the courtiers in Daqin usually sleep in the Lishan Mausoleum. When there is a task that requires a special person to perform, only the right person is selected to wake up.

　　Awakened servants will also gain quest-related knowledge, similar to the knowledge given by the Holy Grail to servants.

　　And all the courtiers, no matter if they were sleeping or on assignment, had received the highest order from the First Emperor regarding Mo Zhe's succession to the throne of Daqin.

　　No one has any objection to Mo Zhe's identity, but curiosity and temptation are inevitable.

　　Is the new monarch's administration harsh or soft?Headstrong or just listening?What's your behavior style?What kind of relationship do you like?What level of distance is not considered offensive?

　　Not only did Mo Zhe spend his time thinking about how to deal with the relationship between the ruler and his subjects, but the subjects under him would also nervously speculate on his thoughts.

　　Take this for now.Negotiating military assistance with the opposite country, the conditions are strict, if Xinjun is planning to take advantage of the opportunity to pick up a sister, wouldn't that offend the king and the future princess at the same time?

　　If it is too loose, there will be suspicion of disregarding national interests and incompetence.

　　Although Da Qin doesn't value the resources of that world, it doesn't mean that it's enough to just do charity diplomacy.

　　At the same time, looking at it from another angle, the final attitude towards these things can actually detect the style of the new emperor as the emperor.

　　Between monarchs and ministers, the only way is to move towards a common goal and to break in step by step.

　　Everyone has their own thoughts. In the conference room with both ancient beauty and modern functionality, everyone sat down and the meeting began.

　　The two sides gave speeches and then went straight to the point.

　　The tense negotiation and negotiation started one after another.

　　For the empire, he is the requesting party, and it can even be said that the survival of the country is tied to Daqin's thought. We listen to whatever we want, even if we give up all our sovereignty, it doesn't matter."

　　On the premise of not offending Da Qin, striving for better conditions as much as possible is a position they must stick to.

　　From the perspective of Daqin, excluding the personal relationship between the two monarchs, some things between the two countries are better.

　　In the exchanges between the two countries, there are no permanent friends, but only permanent interests.

　　Only when it is clear in black and white can the empire avoid Daqin's constant asking price for this kind of favor; Daqin can also not worry, after helping them, later people find all kinds of excuses not to admit it.

　　You come and go between the two sides. It seems that the atmosphere is good, but in fact, the undercurrent is turbulent.

　　When he was resting and tidying up, Mo Zhe came to Frau: "How do you feel, do you think I'm too indifferent and utilitarian?"

　　Frau's forehead was a little sweaty, she wiped it off gently, patted her face, and cheered up: "It's okay, I understand this situation." She thought about it for a while, then smiled slightly: "Actually, you mainly consider that I am in The Empire's position, right?"

　　Mo Zhe scratched her head.

　　"The hair is messed up, we'll talk about it later!" Fula angrily took out the mirror to clean up her appearance.

　　The second half of the negotiations also ended in a tense atmosphere.

　　Unconsciously it was night.

　　It was still a luxurious dinner, but all the imperial officials had no appetite.

　　Jolly originally wanted to use his political and diplomatic skills to win more things, but after a few back-and-forth talks with Kong Ming, he was completely defeated.

　　The backbone of Jolly couldn't stand it, and the others couldn't help it. On the contrary, Frau had been working hard to support, very professionally and conscientiously completed the obligations that a monarch should perform, and did the best she could.

　　"She's a good girl." Afterwards, Kong Ming sighed.

　　After the banquet, Mo Zhe invited the imperial officials to play for a few more days.

　　Although everyone was worried about the situation in the empire, the time in that world was already at a standstill compared to Daqin, so it didn't make any difference whether it was more than two days. Instead, they could learn more things here.

　　What's more, the two young people also need time to get along.

　　On the hill in the Daqin Imperial Garden, Fula found a swing, sat on it, and looked at the sky.

　　"The stars of Daqin are very similar to those of the empire." She murmured.

　　Mo Zhe was behind her and gently pushed her: "The place where Daqin is currently is called the imaginary space. Those stars are not real stars, but artificial satellites. If you don't believe me, they move faster than real ones. The stars are much faster."

　　Frau enjoyed the swing of the swing: "What is an artificial satellite? An artificial star?"

　　"more or less."

　　"It's amazing... the stars..." Frau followed the swing, and her murmuring voice melted into the night sky: "It's really amazing... You are too, so is Da Qin... From now on, I'll live here, right?"

　　"It's not so serious, you are still the Queen of the Empire, you can go wherever you want." Mo Zhe said.

　　Fra jumped off the swing and came to Mo Zhe with three steps and two steps: "There is only one place I really want to be."

　　He stood on tiptoe and touched his lips.

　　"This time, it's not that I arbitrarily pulled you to get married. In that kind of formal occasion, you first proposed to let me marry Daqin, but you. No matter how hard I try, I still can't refuse, and the one who defeated all my defenses was the you."

　　The little girl, with tears flashing: "You can't go back."

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　　ps: this time is really going to push

Chapter 91 Chapter [-] Dear little left little right, today we are going to say goodbye

　　"You know, once, I was a very bad emperor." Frau sat back on the swing again, sitting side by side with Mo Zhe.

　　She spoke as if she was talking about something that happened a long, long time ago, or in a previous life.The voice sounded a little far away.

　　"I only know that I am an emperor, but I have slackened all the duties of an emperor and let Ornest do wrong things, knowing nothing about the reality of the country."

　　"Later, God gave me another chance." She raised her head, her eyes lit up, "I think, this time, I must change everything."

　　Then wilted again: "But, I still haven't done anything. If I hadn't met you, I still couldn't have done anything. Maybe I'm not a qualified emperor by birth."

　　She put her little head on Mo Zhe's chest: "Actually, if you say you want it, I can give you the entire empire as a dowry."

　　"Once, I was on the throne, but I failed to fulfill the responsibility of an emperor. Now, for this responsibility, I am willing to give up the throne and everything I have, just to exchange for the existence and peace of the empire, I have such a mentality. prepare."

　　Mo Zhe stroked her hair on the temples: "If you do this, your position in the empire will be ruined. The relationship between us will also become an external responsibility. Well, I know that as a single dog I don't have the right to say these things, but I hope that some things can be a little more pure."

　　Fradu mouthed coquettishly: "You show no mercy at the negotiating table."

　　"That's two different things."

　　"State friendship and personal friendship, the postures are different, you can have a good personal relationship after you figure out the state relationship first, right?" Fra giggled.

　　She looked up at the sky, blushing: "Anyway, when we have a child, it's not the same, and it's justified to change the name."

　　Even though she was still a little girl, her charming expression exuded a charming fragrance.

　　Just like a ripe peach, it emits an attractive sweet fragrance.

　　The petite waist, the rippling eyes, and the starlight of the artificial satellites in the sky, fell into her eyes, bit by bit, all the colors of a dream.

　　Speechless for a while, the two looked at each other, and the experience of this period came to mind.

　　It's not long, it's not short.

　　That super fierce little animal that sneaked out and hid in the imperial garden with a few leaves of grass hanging on its head is so charming now.

　　Fra put her whole body against Mo Zhe's arms.

　　His hands irregularly drew circles on Mo Zhe's chest.

　　His chin was raised slightly, his lips came close, and he exhaled like blue.

　　Mo Zhe pushed her habitually, and she leaned closer.

　　Can only accept fate.

　　……

　　The emperor's bedroom was brightly lit, the palace maid knelt down and left softly, the candlelight swayed.

　　Mo Zhe squatted at the door, looking at his hands.

　　Little left and little right, thank you for your company over the years, I will miss you.Your flexibility and firmness, warmth and strength, speed and stamina have accompanied me through long nights. Without you, life would be much less fun.

　　From now on, we are ordinary friends. Don't be sad, I still need you a lot, and my sister needs you a lot. The task is still heavy and long way to go. Let's work together.

　　There was a sudden burst of sadness.

　　No, it's just a single dog saying goodbye to a past dog.

　　The official wedding with that child, because the empire is being attacked by dangerous species, should be done after it is all over.

　　But there is no doubt about the result, even in order to reassure her, a real relationship needs to be established.

　　Come on, there is nothing to be afraid of, isn't it just the bed!

　　I have been in many beds in my life, and if I add another person to it, the bed is still the same bed!

　　Mo Zhe suppressed his thumping heartbeat, and was about to open the door to go in, when suddenly there was an exclamation from inside, followed by a thumping noise.

　　I thought something was going on, so I ran in.

　　Just by candlelight, I saw a graceful, tall and beautiful woman who looked like she had come out of a dream, playing on one foot in the room....

　　She seemed to be taking off her clothes, but she didn't know whether it was because the clothes didn't fit properly, or she wouldn't take them off at all.

　　What is this guy doing?

　　No, girl, who are you?