Boss, She is Unparalleled

Chapter 1337 One Emperor Through the Ages (23)

"Do you think it's time for me to stand up?"

Xin Hong felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

Facing Jiang Yu's dark and indifferent eyes, Xin Hong only chose a compromise statement, "Your Majesty is the Ninth Five-Year Lord." Xin Hong paused, "It should be established."

Jiang Yu stretched out his hand and grabbed a pink peach blossom that was poking into the gazebo and put it on the table, "It will be queen soon."

Xin Hong pursed his lower lip, remained silent, and only stared at the peach blossom that Jiang Yu picked.

Xin Hong felt that compared to this flower, the hand holding the flower just now was more beautiful.

Realizing what he was thinking, Xin Hong suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes sank for a moment.

He only took a quick glance at Jiang Yu, then got up and saluted, "Your Majesty, I should return to the main hall."

Jiang Yu snorted and waved him away.

Putting one hand behind his back and the other in front of his belly, Xin Hong walked out of the gazebo towards the main hall with strides.

As soon as he entered the main hall, he was stopped by a man in an indigo robe holding wine.

"Surely this is the well-known General Xuanwei? Seeing is believing!"

The corners of Xin Hong's lips curled up slightly, "Thank you, Your Highness."

The man in front of him is the son of the late emperor's brother, Jiang Li, the son of King Huai.

"Brother Xin will be free tomorrow. This prince would like to invite you to have a little gathering at the mansion." Jiang Li explained, "Of course, the manor doesn't know you and me, and there are quite a few princes from aristocratic families."

Xin Hong raised his glass to respect Jiang Li, "Thank you for your appreciation, Your Royal Highness, I will definitely go to the banquet tomorrow."

Seeing that Xin Hong agreed, Jiang Li laughed twice and then drank the wine in the glass, "Good wine! The prince will be waiting for General Xuanwei's arrival at the mansion tomorrow."

Xin Hong smiled and nodded.

Jiang Li returned to her seat in a good mood.

If his little sister hadn't taken a fancy to Xin Hong, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to greet him.

Thinking of the rumors outside, Jiang Li felt that the little sister's love might be in vain.

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The mansion of General Xuanwei that Jiang Yu bestowed on Xin Hong was the original Dingguo mansion.

Because first, Kou Pengyue colluded with the enemy and treasoned the country, and then the Wu family united with his natal family to put the clothes and rags of the smallpox patients into the palace, resulting in the death of two protons, which aroused Da Rao's attack, and Jiang Yu did not leave it to the Kou family anymore. He directly drove the Kou family out of the imperial city, and killed the Wu family's nine clans along the way.

As the empress dowager's mother's house, all the decorations of Kou's house are the best of the best.

Today's General Xuanwei's mansion still has many servants sent by Jiang Yu, who cleaned it before Xin Hong moved in.

When Xin Hong came back from the palace banquet, he went directly to his room to take a shower.

Although Xin Hong was used to being rough, the smell of alcohol on his body was still unpleasant.

After reading the art of war for a while, Xin Hong went to bed and rested.

Eyelids gradually became heavy.

The picture in front of me suddenly changed.

From a simple bedroom to a luxurious palace.

In the palace, there are crimson gauzes hanging from the beams to the ground, layer by layer, and the innermost situation cannot be seen clearly.

Only the sound of splashing water can be heard vaguely.

Ambiguous and entangled.

Xin Hong found that his original white jacket had also turned into a loose outer robe, exposing a large area of ​​his chest.

Immediately afterwards, Xin Hong found that his body was uncontrollable, raised his hand to lift the tulle, and walked into the room.

Layers of tulle were picked up by slender hands.

The sound of water was getting closer.

The aroma of petals and other aromas lingered in his nose, making Xin Hong's breathing slightly stagnant.