Leng Yiyao was lying lazily on the magnificent KINGSIZE bed. There was a living thing rubbing beside her, crawling from the soles of her feet to her side little by little.
She was slightly itchy from being rubbed, and couldn't help but tap it lightly on the head: "Don't make trouble."
The hoarse voice, with a slight rising charm, all showed what she had experienced last night.
Leng Yiyao slowly turned sideways and gently stroked her sore back, not even bothering to roll her eyes. God knows, how could a man who didn't even bother to raise an eyebrow on the battlefield act like a beast in bed
She has been pinned to the bed in the Marshal's Mansion for three days by him. If she continues like this, might she be the first emperor to be "made" to death in the history of the empire
Qianpan, who was half lying beside her, narrowed his eyes innocently and made "gulu" and "gulu" sounds in his throat, obviously feeling that he was offended by his master.
The sun outside is almost reaching its buttocks. It is also afraid that its owner will be too bored staying in the room, so it wants to go out and play with her~
After enduring the soreness, Leng Yiyao finally felt a little better and gently raised her eyelashes.
When Helmer left the room, he obviously pulled down all the curtains, so that it was already ten o'clock in the morning and the whole room was still dark.
She exhaled and took the remote control from the bedside table out of boredom. While stroking the leopard's furry head, she changed the channel at will and watched the latest news.
Four days ago, after she took out Huoermu from D City, Huomo made a quick decision and directly nailed Duolinguo to the pillar of shame. This battle was fought with great turmoil, and it was so decisive and swift that it was frightening. As a result, other countries in the world dare not express any opinions even now.
However, for the empire, it felt like the anger that had been held in its stomach for so many years was suddenly let out.
Originally, more than ten years ago, although the empire suffered a tragic victory, it still defeated the Duolin Kingdom. However, the initial marriage ended up being a bit peaceful and nothing happened.
Later, the deeds of the eldest princess were revealed, and Duolin's ambition was completely exposed. This battle almost became a heavy burden on the hearts of every citizen of the empire!
However, not to mention that Duolinguo didn't expect it, even they themselves didn't expect that Hemo and the new queen would be so powerful that they exploded! It’s completely a slap in the face!
Not to mention blowing up the opponent's palace, even the emperor's head was hung on the city wall!
The vast territory of Duolin Kingdom lasted for more than ten centuries, and then disappeared in the torrent of history.
Such an achievement would naturally be accompanied by a sufficient feast!
Therefore, the most eye-catching thing in the empire right now is tomorrow’s celebration banquet!
All the news on TV now revolves around the preparations for this celebration banquet.
If this were the case in the past, fighting would have been a job for the military, and celebrations would naturally be hosted by the military, but this time it was particularly different. The Three Realms Talks are ahead, and Leng Yiyao is on the expedition as the emperor's charioteer. Naturally, it is not enough for the military department to directly plan the celebration banquet.
Therefore, from the palace, to the military, to the administrative office, almost all the most powerful institutions in the empire concentrated their efforts on creating this gorgeous feast.
All the heads of Hella, Ghana, and Baha stayed to attend the banquet. As for other countries, they naturally believed that the winner is king. Even if they were thousands of miles away, they all came actively to participate in the banquet, just to win over the new overlord. Put a friendly presence in front of you.
Leng Yiyao couldn't help but yawn as she watched the host on the news channel introducing the process of tomorrow's banquet and various guests.
Ever since she returned to the imperial capital, Hemer had dragged her to the Marshal's Mansion, and almost everything inside and outside the palace had been left to M.
Fortunately, the whole country and even the whole world knew about her relationship with Hemo. If Hemo wanted to keep her, who could climb over the wall of the Marshal's Mansion and drag her back to handle important matters
She leaned back in a good mood, giving M infinite sympathy in her heart.
She liked the idea of recruits fighting. As for extravagant celebrations, haha, this kind of thing is unacceptable.
Golden Leopard sensed that she was in a good mood, so he couldn't help but bite a corner of the quilt, and innocently cupped her hand.
She yawned, thinking that it wouldn't be a problem to stay in bed all the time. Simply, he turned over, wrapped himself in sheets, and went directly to the bathroom.
"Crash" -
The water flowed all the way down the snow-white skin, finally taking away some of the soreness.
When she changed her clothes and walked in the sunshine again, she almost doubted that she was reincarnated as a human being again.
She was just walking on the street with a leopard. As a result, all the pedestrians on both sides of the road knelt down one by one and prostrated on the ground: "Long live your Majesty! Long live the empire!"
Stretching for hundreds of meters, the sound waves are superimposed layer by layer, spreading like an endless tsunami.
At first, it was just a street. Gradually, people around heard that she was nearby and gradually gathered around her spontaneously. However, with extreme admiration and respect in their eyes, they stopped five meters away from her and respectfully Prostrate.
Among them, everyone is exactly the same, whether they are born into aristocrats, aristocratic families, or ordinary people.
In their eyes, there is no longer any superiority between men and women, nor any suspicion of a new emperor who has just succeeded to the throne. Instead, they are filled with respect and admiration!
Looking at the roaring tsunami of people in the imperial capital, Leng Yiyao blinked her eyes. Before she could react, she saw a military vehicle galloping towards her, stopping behind her.
"Snapped"-
The car door was pushed open, and the man who was ascetic and cold and became a god in one battle stood beside her, and with a gentle hook, he took her directly into his arms.
The little leopard surrounded the two of them, and the sun shone into its eyes. Leng Yiyao ducked out of the way, almost thinking she saw the silly leopard smiling.
There was an all-too-familiar smell next to him, and above his head came his low and hoarse voice: "So restless? You don't want to stay at home and wait for me for a moment?"
Leng Yiyao suddenly felt her waist twitching slightly, coughed twice, and then raised her head and glanced at him: "I just want to take a walk and relax."
For someone who could turn into a beast at any time, she has obviously become less courageous recently.
A smile flashed across Helmer's eyes, and he gently placed his palms on her waist, but said nothing. However, the cheers all around became more and more deafening, as if they were about to overthrow the sky. "Long live the Marshal! Long live the Queen!"
Such a pair of men and women, standing close to each other.
One is the God of the Military World, and the other is the Queen of Killers. There is simply no better match for them in the world!
The people in the imperial capital seemed to be completely crazy. After Leng Yiyao and Hemo got into the car, they spontaneously followed the car and silently escorted them to the palace.
When Leng Yiyao was led to his bedroom by He Mo himself, she simply doubted whether she would never have to travel in the future.
Looking at this posture, wherever I go in the future, people will kneel down, it will be like a pilgrimage...
"What are you thinking about?" A water glass was handed to him, and Hemo glanced at Golden Leopard. The latter immediately ran away as if his brain was enlightened.
Leng Yiyao drank a large glass of water before she came back to her senses. She glanced at Hemo and couldn't help but wonder: "Don't you even need to rest?" Anyone who can fight with iron must sleep. This person can only hold her down. In addition to bullying her desperately in bed, he was also busy with receptions and meetings with distinguished guests from various countries. As a result, he rushed over as soon as she left the Marshal's Mansion, and he was simply omnipotent.
Hemo glanced at her with a sigh, but did not answer her question. Instead, he immediately hugged her onto his lap, slowly approached her, and kissed her slowly.
Surrounded by his breath, Leng Yiyao subconsciously held the back of his neck with both hands and gently pushed him forward. There was no gap between the two of them.
The surroundings seemed to heat up all of a sudden, and it was like an uncontrollable boiling.
Leng Yiyao's waist was half hanging, and she could barely maintain her posture with her hands relying on his support. The more she kissed, the more she felt that it was not enough. The ultimate attraction seemed to burn the air.
"Knock knock" -
But at this moment, there was a knock on the palace door.
Leng Yiyao paused and leaned back slightly.
Helmer didn't stop her.
After all, this is her dormitory, and most people coming here are looking for her.
Unexpectedly, the person at the door came to see Hemo.
"Marshal," Frei lowered his eyebrows and reported calmly, "Mr. Gu Li just went to the Marshal's Mansion."
Marshal's Mansion
Hearing this, Leng Yiyao curled her lips almost invisible.
Now, neither she nor Hemo is here. Was this person just unlucky and had no choice but to make a mistake, or was he already expecting it and having other plans
The enchanting smile flashed away, and he raised his head, just in time to meet Helmer's bottomless eyes. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and breathed into each other's ears at the same time.
"Who did he go to see?"
His slightly out-of-control breathing quickly returned to normal, and Hemo's voice finally sounded in the spacious dormitory.
Frey outside the door didn't seem to hear a trace of the charm from before. His eyes slowly raised, with a strange agility, and uttered the name they knew well: "—Zhai Mu."