His Royal Highness's Favorite: The Queen's Road

Chapter 194 Burying Chess for the King (2)

In the distance, Jing Ze raised his eyes inadvertently, and with a flick of his finger, knocked on the lid of the teacup in his hand, he straightened up.

In front of her, her usual color has faded, she is dressed in plain clothes, without any decorations, and a young snow-white flower is embedded on her forehead, she is actually a little more elegant than usual.

In the exclamation and whispering of the crowd.

Without squinting, Xi Jinping walked up to Anthony who was sitting among the women.

She smiled and said, "Please, please make a decree for me later."

Ever since she went to borrow the scissors, Anthony's eyes have never moved away from her.

Everyone watched how she DIYed a filial gown. As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty, you can't imagine that she can wear this plain cloak with a touch of beauty.

You know, Anthony is the chief stylist at the top of the pyramid.

She actually dared to set a makeup for herself in front of him, without showing any fear or taboo, let alone these, she didn't even discuss or ask him for advice.

How big is her heart.

Anthony chuckled, raised his orchid fingers, his fox eyes fluttered, and his squeaky voice pinched: "Hey, you little hoof, let me deliver the decree? There are not enough men to proclaim the decree, right?"

Xi Ji also laughed when he heard the words, and quickly blessed his body, "I have Mr. Lao An in my body."

Anthony stretched out his hand: "What purpose?"

"Wait a moment."

Hoping not to waste time, I sat down at the table, took out a pen and paper, and was just about to write.

Anthony said as if he had taken the wrong medicine: "You dare to forge the imperial decree, and Long Live is still sitting there, bold!"

Xi Ji's hands trembled, he raised his head and blinked his eyes: "Then, what I made is... Yizhi?"

"what!"

Anthony slapped his sleeves with both hands, lifted the hem of his front clothes in a gesture, bent one leg down, and moved neatly, with a greasy mouth:
"The old slave's eyes are clumsy, and the empress is auspicious."

As soon as the voice fell, Rong Yao spit out a sip of tea over there.

Jing Ze was fine, sleeping lightly with his forehead resting on his forehead, but his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Everyone: "..."

This is a campaign, can you be more funny?

Xi Ji mumbled to him "I don't know how to cultivate", turned around quickly, and asked Su Berry, "I don't watch much costume dramas, so what does the imperial decree usually say?"

Su Berry had let her go for a long time, and panicked at the moment, she rubbed her forehead and looked at Long Ze, seeing that the other party's eyes were slightly squinted, his eyes were cold, and he was looking at this side playfully, she grinned in fright.

It's dead anyway, fight it!

Su Berry hesitated, "It was said later in the original drama that His Royal Highness was born smart, kind and filial, and the emperor was in great pain, so he was named emperor and buried in the imperial mausoleum. Then... I have to think about what to do. Edit..."

Xi Ji raised his eyes and stared at her: "If you have anything to think about, just write it as you played that night."

"Doujin spoof version?"

"Extra story."

Just like that, Su Berry was thinking while talking, while Xi Ji buried her head in writing.

In the silence of the venue, the conversation came naturally and clearly to Jingze's ears, and he couldn't help but chuckled, not knowing what strange games she was playing at night without sleeping.

Soon a piece of paper was written and handed over to Anthony.

She blessed her body again, "Please trouble Eunuch An."

This Eunuch An's call was really slippery. Anthony tightened his ass and gave her a blank look.

After receiving the paper and looking at it carefully, the fox's eyes became brighter and brighter.

After Anthony finished reading, he tilted his head and looked at her for a while, then smiled triumphantly, and glanced at Hatsumi who was full of confusion.

I don't know why he was in high spirits, and his voice was tuned: "Today, our family is also addicted to drama, a virgin show, and being a eunuch, my mother must accept this favor."

Talking and laughing, he got up and walked to the center of the venue.

(End of this chapter)