Chapter 8 The Proud Prince 8

"Let you read more, it's terrifying to be ignorant. What qualifier is this, good-looking flying?" The man named Dongxiao looked disgusted, and then reported to Tianmiao, "Boss, there is a Kung Pao hare for lunch, Zi Ran lamb, sizzling kidney, eight-treasure duck, fish fillet with milk sauce, colorful beef tenderloin, bamboo shoots and bracken, almond tofu..."

"Add a piece of suckling pig." Tianmiao added lazily.

The emperor felt that he had read it wrong, or how could there be a bright light in the eyes of the fairy when he heard these menus?

No, this is impossible, this is a fairy-like fairy! How could it be, so... grounded.

In fact, it is such a grounded atmosphere.

Oh, the emperor felt his heart broken. What is said to be a fairytale bone, what is said to be mysterious? What about paying a huge price for good collection? He thought that the immortal would take his soul or something, but as a result...

As a result, the way the fairy proposed to pay back the account was actually like this.

Eating delicious food, drinking fine wines, seeing beauties, having fun every night and singing, such a pleasure to enjoy, this, this is a proper setting for the king. The emperor shook his head, and quickly threw this absurd idea out of his mind.

Ah, my heart. The emperor covered his chest, feeling a little unstable. He quickly arranged the funeral. As a result, he didn't need to lose his life, just let him run the country well, build the Prosperous Dynasty (the hidden meaning, make money), and provide the best enjoyment to the immortals.

Thinking that after arranging the funeral affairs, he still worked diligently to deal with the government affairs. The subtle eyes of the ministers who looked after him made the emperor feel a little embarrassed. He knows that those ministers are complaining about the emperor in their hearts. Are you kidding us? Fortunately, the emperor was grateful for his identity at the moment, even these people did not dare to speak out if they had doubts.

Both Huanghou and Dongxiao could see that the emperor was worried at the time and had thoughts of arranging the funeral. Of course they knew that the boss had seen it too. But if the boss doesn't explain or break it, of course they won't. Alas, there is no way, who makes their boss so vicious. As a loyal supporter of the boss, they of course follow the boss's footsteps, and they don't know what to say.

...

After that, the emperor dealt with political affairs more conscientiously and created a prosperous dynasty that surpassed the first emperor.

But Tianmiao and the others left one year after their prosperity in this country.

Before leaving, the emperor plucked up the courage to ask Dongxiao some questions. After all, Huang couldn't wait to see him at first glance, and asked the fairy Tianmiao directly that he didn't have the courage. So of course I chose the flute that seemed to treat him best.

When the emperor asked Dongxiao why he didn't take away his soul, he was heard by the passing 箜篌. Before Dong Xiao had time to answer, Huang Huo spoke sarcastically.

"You want your soul? It's beautiful to you. What does the boss want these messy things for?" Huang Hou rolled his eyes, "You just need to make money, and find good food and wine from all over the country and artists who are good at musical instruments and dances. Just let our boss enjoy it."

"That's it." Dongxiao explained with a smile, full of love. Well, boss, do you think my attitude towards humans is good? Let Huanghou wipe the floor next time. But the emperor looked a little silly. Huang Huang is right, what do you want his soul to do?

(End of this chapter)

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