Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 279 You Can't Make Up Your Mind, So Change Someone

The main purpose is to reduce everyone's learning costs, etc., so it doesn't actually have much impact on her about how much she can sell.

After all, she just wanted to improve something, and didn't really want to make a profit.

The sun was warmer now, she was writing a plan by the window with a calm expression.

There is quite something about the free and easy feeling of flicking clothes off.

"Your Majesty is really broad-minded." Lingyun sincerely admired it.

That much money is too much for her.

But thinking about other places, Lingyun frowned: "What good idea did you come up with? There are so many Fanghua Banquets in the past years, and the tricks that should be played are almost the same. It may take a lot of effort to be successful. .”

"Not yet, but I have some thoughts that need to be carefully considered." Han Zhiyu didn't even raise her head, she just wrote the plan seriously.

Lingyun held his chin: "Why don't we invite all the little masters to take a look?"

Speaking of this, Han Zhiyu became angry.

This bastard hinted that others were not allowed to help him before, although it doesn't have that meaning now, but how do others know.

So now she does all kinds of things by herself, she is really an iron rooster.

She tried her best to make the smile on her face warmer: "No, it's always bad to bother others."

I just mentioned why the empress had killing intent on her face.

Feeling a little dangerous intuitively, Lingyun nodded quickly for fear of being hurt by Chi Yu: "Well, my mother is a talented person, so a small youth feast is naturally not a problem."

"Well, I think so too." Han Zhiyu took a deep breath and put the third edition of the plan aside.

Songs and dances are actually those things, and it is not appropriate to move them over from modern times. People who watched them often in ancient times may feel fatigued and find it difficult to shine.

During the Chinese New Year, it is natural for everyone to eat, drink, and play around.

Therefore, Han Zhiyu quickly designed several plans.

Eating hot pot, playing poker, performances are definitely indispensable, and then there are fireworks, palace lanterns, ribbons and wishing lights.

After making the decision, Han Zhiyu began to think about these things.

Up to the pot, down to the ingredients selection.

As for the various styles, although it is not necessary for her to do everything by herself, it is always necessary to make a decision.

When the emperor came to visit his ardent sweetheart, he saw her surrounded by people like the moon surrounded by stars.

All kinds of questions.

He looked at it for a while, only to feel that people were going to be used as spinning tops.

"If you can't make up your mind about these trivial matters, you can find someone else." Ying Yu frowned slightly, and said such words without mercy.

Those who can report the matter to Han Zhiyu are regarded as prestigious among the palace people.

Looking at him like this now, the winter is sweating profusely.

I didn't know what to do for a while.

Han Zhiyu sighed helplessly, knowing that she might be ignoring him, she walked over and coaxed him softly: "You know my temperament, I am very picky. If the color is not to my satisfaction, I will definitely be unhappy. If you can’t find it yourself, it’s better to find it all at once.”

When she spoke, she even squeezed the emperor's shoulders, and her tone was very gentle.

Such warm and fragrant nephrite can easily make people lose their fighting spirit.

And the emperor nodded his head like the vast number of foolish kings: "Okay, I will rely on you. But you don't have time to talk to me today, and you seem to be busier than me."

The original workaholic emperor came to chat with his sweetheart when he knew he was done.

But the Buddhist queen stood up instead, breaking her heart for a feast of youth.

(End of this chapter)