My Empire

On the western side of the westernmost border of the Ailan Hill Empire, there is an army stationed there. This army has been fighting west of the border all the time, under the designation of the 9th Army Group.

This force has been fighting on the western side of the Airanhill Empire from its establishment to the present day. At first, it was in the territory of Grecan, and then advanced to the border of Grecan, and then crossed the border of Grecan and approached the magic eye.

It has always been the pride of the Airanhill Empire and one of the main forces of the Ailanhill Empire.

It is also the only army group with a female commander among the 10 main army groups.

At the same time, it is also the only unit that fights outside the Ailan Hill Empire all the year round. It is proud like a princess, and its motto is to defend against enemies outside the country.

In the headquarters of the 9th Army Group and also the headquarters of the Northwest Front Army, the imperial concubine Cape Luna sat in her place, listening to the close-kids she brought, chatting in her ears about what happened not long ago. Things.

Yes, it is the news that Alicia did not pass through the space portal from Ang'char to reach the Fallen City, but entered the magic eye in her own jurisdiction.

Alicia not only made Vivienne and Andrea jealous, but also made Luna alert. After all, just by looking at the photos, you know that it is a natural stunner who is too beautiful to be square.

No man would refuse such a temptation, and even a woman's fascination with Alicia would not make Cape Luna surprised.

"This may be the first time a demon has set foot on the land of Ailan Siris from last year until now!" The little maid said with a serious voice from the side.

In such a large barracks full of men, the maid of the imperial concubine did not have many friends.

Unlike the maids in the imperial palace who can gossip with many colleagues, she rarely finds someone to chat with in this place.

The only one who can depend on her for life and protect her and give her a sense of security is His Royal Highness Cape Luna, who is sitting behind the desk at this moment.

Although the little maid is not timid, after all, she is also an optimistic girl born and raised in Higgs. When facing a man, that kind of pungency brought out from the mother's womb in her bones can still make her invincible.

But women are always lonely. When loneliness strikes, you need to rely on it.

Capeluna has become accustomed to her little maid's occasional talk. In fact, she is still very interested in listening to the gossip about the barracks every few days.

She closed the e-book in front of her, recited two divine words in her heart, and then said: "I know, there is no way. The entry of the devil is approved by your majesty."

"This is too much. Your Majesty did not see. The woman has wavy and curly hair and a fiery armor. She is extremely arrogant!" The little maid said to her master angrily, as if others were good-looking. The same sin.

Capel Luna remembered the photo she had seen before, and felt a little bit sad in her heart. But she still squeezed out a smile calmly: "What is she arrogant? But she is a defeated demon who came to investigate before surrendering."

When a woman starts to compare business abilities, family background, and all kinds of messy things, she has actually begun to fear each other.

She never mentioned her appearance, because she was not sure of winning in the comparison of appearance. This is a very embarrassing thing, something that embarrass all women.

Therefore, Capel Luna herself did not realize that when she was looking for an advantage on the political issue of defeating the devil, as a woman, she had subconsciously felt the tremendous pressure that the other party had brought to her.

In this matter, the little maid could understand more than she: "She is different! Your Highness! She is a woman! A woman who is too beautiful! If our Majesty is really bewitched by her, then This Ailan Hill, hasn't become the world of the demons yet?"

Sometimes, it's just like that. Capel Luna is not a little girl like Vivienne who has lived for three hundred years, nor is she an old monster Andrea with as much experience as the ocean, she does not see as clearly as a little maid on certain issues.

After all, her little maid only thinks about a few things all day long, so she may have a clearer view of questions about the women around the emperor than Cape Luna.

You know, if Cape Luna was to distinguish the importance and the importance, she would not have done things like running away from home that made many people ugly before the wedding.

Can you blame her for these things? She was just a little girl at the time. She is also full of fear of marriage, and she also regrets that stupid choice back then!

If she was not so headstrong back then and didn't choose to run away before the wedding, she might have lived a happier life than she is now.

She may already have a beautiful daughter, or a naughty son-in short, those things appear in her dreams every day, like a lingering nightmare, torturing her fragile heart as a woman.

She regretted it too. If she was allowed to choose once, she would not do such a wayward thing, and she did not want to be separated from her man for so long, so long, so long!

Ever since, her voice was full of resentment, even with a bit of resentment that was hard to get into the scabbard, she yelled: "Shut up! What nonsense?"

The little maid also knew that she shouldn't judge His Majesty in vain—if she was heard by the terrifying and all-pervasive Royal Guards Special Task Department, she might have done her job.

So she spit out a small tongue, and lowered her head to make a grievance at the mercy.

Sure enough, Capel Luna didn't mean to continue reprimanding her personal maid, and waved her hand and said: "Be careful! Let's not take it as an example... You go out, I want to be alone."

Upon hearing the order, the little maid leaned slightly, then exited the room and closed the door. For a while, the room was quiet again, everything was so silent, and the imperial concubine seemed to be able to hear her breathing.

Capel Luna's momentum just reprimanded the little maid vented most of the time. She looked at her slender and long legs aggrievedly, and muttered in a voice that only she could hear: "How long has he not touched you? Ok?"

While complaining, she stood up the photo frame on the desktop, inside, Chris smiled faintly, in the sun, handsome and exciting.