Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 382 If You Don’t Withdraw Your Troops (1)
With a flick of a fingertip, the red candle is annihilated...

Fighting all night, exhausting.

Leng Xia was sleeping in a daze, and when she touched the side with her plain hand, it was actually cold.

The phoenix eyes slowly opened, and she saw that the person who was supposed to be lying down was sitting on the side of the bed, looking at her belly eagerly.

That gaze, engrossed, gluey, inseparable, really hard to separate!

She was sore and exhausted, and looked at the sky outside, it was pitch black outside the window, so quiet that there was not a single sound, it was still late at night.

Leng Xia yawned, tugged at someone's arm, and said confusedly, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

A certain person's eyes were dull, and he slowly stretched out his hand, gently placed it on her belly, and touched it tentatively. It was so cautious, as if the round belly would disappear into nothingness with a little force.

After a while, he stroked it with his big hand, only to see him let out a breath of satisfaction, grinning the corners of his mouth, his teeth shining brightly, and said in disbelief: "Daughter-in-law, I'm actually going to be a father!"

Leng Xia sighed, ignored him lazily, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.

However, sleeping is easy to say, but extremely difficult to do, especially when there is Zhan Beilie who makes people feel angry and has a nervous breakdown by his side!
Ever since she closed her eyes, that person has been letting out all kinds of weird and unimaginable laughter, talking to himself in the gap...

Quietly pricked up his ears to listen carefully, and finally heard his soft murmur: "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Cursing her red lips, Leng Xia really felt that she must use extraordinary means to deal with Zhan Beilie!

Snapped!
A crisp sound!
The jade hand swung out like lightning, and slapped that silly handsome face. Leng Xia opened her eyes, looked at the dazed man who was slapped, and nodded, "It's not a dream!"

Zhan Beilie's hawk-eyed eyes were bent, and he touched the clear palm print on his face, happy to see his teeth but not his eyes.

When he woke up just now, seeing the lioness with a big belly, he still had the feeling of dreaming that he was really going to be a father?
However, it wasn't until this moment that he really confirmed it. The clear pain on his face told him clearly: It's not a dream!
Zhan Beilie smiled "hehe" like a silly hat, and finally writhed for a while, lay down and hugged his wife, stroked her abdomen with one hand, smacked his lips and said in satisfaction: "Sleep!"

His satisfaction lasted until the sky was getting brighter, and the east turned pale.

When Leng Xia woke up, the corner of the mouth of the person next to the pillow was still curved, sleeping like a child.

There was a sound of light and disorderly footsteps outside, and the little maid said rustlingly: "Has the emperor not gotten up yet?"

Then there were two light knocks on the door, and Lan Zhi's voice sounded outside the door: "Your Majesty, it's time to go to court early."

Even though the voice was not loud, Zhan Beilie, who was vigilant like Zhan Beilie, still heard it, and slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he did was smack his lips, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Last night, he opened meat and had a full meal, which made him even more certain that he was really going to be a father. At this time, Zhan Beilie was filled with happiness and contentment, and his handsome face was shining brightly.

Leng Xia looked at his contented behavior, rolled her eyes, and replied: "Come in."

The door of the room was gently pushed open, and Lan Zhi walked in the front, followed by several little maids holding dragon robes, golden basins and other things, followed in a mighty way, and they greeted each other: "See the emperor, see the emperor's wife .”

The pleasant smile on Zhan Beilie's face suddenly froze because of the phrase "Husband of the Emperor", froze in a strange and distorted way, and he curled his lips for a while, adapting.

Under the service of the court lady, Leng Xia put on the dragon robe she was going to court, washed up, and walked out the door in a dignified manner.

Halfway there, he turned his head to look at someone who was also dressed and followed behind him in a cool and handsome outfit, and asked with a wink, "Are you going too?"

Zhan Beilie raised his eyebrows, as it should be, "Didn't you say that I was watching?"

Thinking of yesterday's promise, Leng Xia once again had the desire to bite off her tongue. When she saw someone slowly narrowing her dangerous eagle eyes, she immediately nodded: "Of course!"

Only then was the Daqin God of War satisfied, and followed Empress Xiwei swaggeringly towards the Golden Luan Hall.

Golden Palace.

Leng Xia sat on the noble golden dragon chair, her phoenix eyes fluttered to the side, and she smiled.

Slightly below the side, there is a slightly smaller throne, on which Zhan Beilie leans on Yangyang, calmly, not at all at ease.

But the officials below did not have such a good psychological quality, their foreheads were sweating profusely, their eyelids twitched wildly, and the corners of their mouths twitched wildly.

Good guy, there is no reason for Xiwei's early dynasty and the prince of Daqin to come to participate, especially when he looks like it is only right and proper!

Leng Xia nodded, and the eunuch's shrill voice lingered in the hall for an instant: "There is something to play, nothing to retreat to!"

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites took a step forward, held the wat with both hands, and began to play respectfully: "Your Majesty, when the envoys from Eastern Chu and South Korea arrive, what standard should the Ministry of Rites entertain?"

Leng Xia and Zhan Beilie frowned at the same time, such a thing needs to be asked in court?
After a little thought, I realized that the former King Wei was self-willed, arbitrary, and extremely cruel, so he formed the habit of asking these courtiers about everything, and the holy will is unpredictable. If they only make decisions on their own, At that time, once it contradicts the emperor's mind, let alone contradict, even if there is only a slight deviation, the consequences will be unimaginable.

At the least, they will be fined and hit the board, and at worst, they will be imprisoned and lose their lives!
What's more, there are precedents of ransacking homes and exterminating clans!
Leng Xia looked at the appearance of Minister of Rites bowing and waiting for the order, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she asked indifferently, "What kind of specifications should be used in Ai Qing's opinion?"

The Book of the Ministry of Rites pondered for a moment, and said carefully: "Back to the emperor, according to my opinion, the envoys are here to congratulate the emperor on his enthronement, representing the emperors of the two countries, they should be received with the highest standard of etiquette, and I will be accompanied by the whole process. , to show sincerity."

He paused, then continued: "In addition to this, we should prepare a return gift for the envoys of Eastern Chu to thank the two cities for their gifts."

After saying these words, Minister of Rites bowed his body, nervously waiting for Leng Xia's reply.

(End of this chapter)