LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

In the Qianlong Palace, a school of singing and dancing rises to peace.

Di Rong in the west finally expressed his true surrender under the power of Dayin's iron cavalry, and never dared to have the slightest dissent.

This time, it was the leader of Di Rong who submissively sent his most beautiful little daughter, the princess known as Di Rong's number one beauty, to Dayin to show his loyalty.

That princess Di Rong danced beautifully, and her every move carried a style that Dayin never had.

Many ministers below were intoxicated by it, only the man sitting at the top had light eyes and seemed unmoved.

The eyes of the beautiful Princess Dirong have been glued to Emperor Dayin.

His majesty the emperor of this great dynasty is rare young, it is said that he is less than thirty.

And his face is also rare and handsome.

Princess Dirong knew what her mission was when she came to Dayin—serve His Majesty the Emperor well and make Dirong's life easier.

For the sake of national justice, although she agreed, she was unwilling in the end—a beautiful girl like a flower, who would be willing to serve a man like her father?

Until entering the prosperous Yindu, I saw the magnificent Qianlong Palace, and looked up at the young emperor sitting on the top.

Just one glance.

Such a beautiful face was deeply imprinted in the heart of this young girl—strong, powerful, handsome, and young.

There is no woman who does not want to conquer such a man.

In particular, Princess Di Rong heard that the Emperor's Majesty's harem is still empty.

To be unique around such a man is the achievement any woman would want, right?

With this thought, she danced the most perfect dance in her life.

At the last moment of the dance, she bent her knees and squatted down, and the veil covering her face fell lightly.

Princess Di Rong lowered her head, waiting for the man above to speak.

She is confident enough that no man will be indifferent to a stunner like herself.

It was quiet.

She could feel a line of sight falling on her body, which was not as hot and intense as she imagined, as if it just swept away without interest.

"Yes, thank you." She heard a clear voice.

This voice is really nice, she thought, and then realized the meaning of the words.

reward?

Usually in their Dirong, only the master is very dissatisfied with the dance, but when he has to react for the sake of face, he will say such words.

After all, she is the little princess who has been favored since she was a child. She raised her head a little unconvinced, and asked the emperor with an indifferent expression: "Your Majesty Emperor Dayin, is my dance not good-looking?"

Yan Yue froze for a moment, as if he was a little surprised by her words.

He glanced at her again.

Princess Di Rong held her head proudly.

"The princess dances gracefully, very nice."

there is none left?

Grassland daughters have always been direct and generous.

Princess Dirong raised her head and looked directly at the young emperor: "Our Dirong tribe sent me to Dayin so that I can serve His Majesty the Emperor."

Yan Yue looked at the beautiful little girl with an arrogant expression in front of him. In his eyes, this Princess Di Rong was really just a little girl who hadn't grown up yet.

"May I have your name?"

Princess Dirong was overjoyed, and quickly replied: "My name is Tuna, but I do as the Romans do, so I gave myself a big Yin name, called Peony."

She inquired very clearly that in Dayin, peony is the most beautiful flower that is most loved by emperors and subjects.

peony!

Yan Yue was stunned, and the trance feeling in his mind resurfaced again.