Leng Yiyao was lying lazily on the splendid Kingsize bed, with a living creature rubbing beside her, crawling from the soles of her feet to her side little by little.

She was slightly itchy, and couldn't help but tap it on the head: "Don't make trouble."

The hoarse voice, with a slight upward charm, all showed what she experienced last night.

Leng Yiyao slowly turned to his side and gently stroked his sore back, not even bothering to roll his eyes. God knows, how can a man who doesn't even bother to pick his eyebrows on the battlefield looks like a beast when he gets to bed?

She has been held by him on the bed of the Marshal's Mansion for three days. If this goes on like this, I am afraid that she will be the first emperor in the history of the empire to be "doed" to death?

Qianrun, who was lying on her side, squinted innocently, and made a "guru" and "guru" in his throat, obviously feeling that he had been angered by his master.

The sun outside is almost reaching its buttocks. It is also afraid that the owner will be too bored to stay in the room, so let's go out to play with her~

After enduring the pain, Leng Yiyao finally felt a little better, and raised her eyelashes slightly.

When Homer left the room, he obviously pulled all the curtains down, so that it was ten o'clock in the morning, and the whole room was still dark.

She exhaled, and boredly took the remote control of the bedside table in her hand.

Four days ago, after she dealt with Huo Mu from City D, Homer really made a quick decision and directly nailed Duo Linguo to the pillar of shame. This battle was so turbulent that it was so decisive and fast that it was frightening. So much so that other countries in the world have not even dared to express any views.

However, as far as the empire is concerned, it seems that the gas that has been held in the stomach for so many years is suddenly released.

Originally, more than ten years ago, although the Empire had a tragic victory, it had also won the Duolin Kingdom. As a result, the first marriage ended up being a little more peaceful and drizzle.

Later, the deeds of the first princess were exposed, and Duolinguo's ambitions were completely exposed. This battle almost became a burden on the hearts of every citizen of the empire!

However, don't say that Duo Linguo didn't expect it, even they themselves did not expect that Homer and the new queen would be so strong to explode! It's a total beating!

Not to mention blowing up the opponent's palace, even the emperor was headed and hung on the city wall!

The vast territory of Duolinguo, which lasted for more than ten centuries, has since disappeared in the torrent of history.

Such a feat, of course, must be accompanied by enough feast!

Therefore, the most eye-catching thing in the empire right now is the celebration banquet tomorrow!

All the news on TV now revolves around the preparations for this celebration.

In the past, fighting was the job of the military, and the military would naturally preside over the celebration, but this time it was especially different. The Three Realms talks are ahead, and Leng Yiyao is the emperor who is driving the expedition in person. It is natural that the military department will not directly plan the celebration banquet.

Therefore, from the imperial palace, to the military department, to the executive hall, almost the most powerful institutions in the empire have all concentrated their efforts to create this gorgeous feast.

All the leaders of Hela, Ghana, and Baja stayed to attend the banquet. As for other countries, they naturally believe that the winner is the king. A wave of friendly presence in front of you.

Leng Yiyao couldn't help yawning when watching the host on the news channel introduce the process of tomorrow's banquet and the various guests in turn.

Ever since she returned to the imperial capital, she has been dragged to the Marshal's Mansion by Hemer, and almost everything inside and outside the palace has been left to M.

Fortunately, the whole country, and even the whole world, knows about her relationship with Hemo. If Hemo wants to keep her, who can overturn the wall of the Marshal's Palace and drag her back to take charge of major affairs?

She leaned back in a good mood, giving M infinite sympathy in her heart.

She likes recruits fighting. As for extravagant celebrations, huh, this kind of thing, thank you for not being sensitive.

Qian Leopard felt that she was in a good mood, so she couldn't help biting the corner of the bed quilt, and humbly cupped her hand.

She yawned, thinking that staying in bed all the time wouldn't be a problem. Simply, turned over, wrapped the sheets, and went directly to the bathroom.

"Crash"

The water flowed all the way down the snow-white skin, finally taking away some of the soreness.

When she changed her clothes and walked in the sun again, she doubted that she was alive again.

She just walked down the street with a leopard, and as a result, all the pedestrians on both sides of the road knelt down one by one and prostrate on the ground: "Long live your majesty! Long live the empire!"

Stretching for hundreds of meters, the sound waves are superimposed layer by layer, like a boundless tsunami, spreading away.

At first, it was just a street. Gradually, people around heard that she was nearby, and gradually surrounded her spontaneously. However, with extreme admiration and respect in their eyes, they stopped at a distance of five meters from her, respectfully. Bow down.

Among them, whether they were born nobles, noble families, or ordinary people, everyone was exactly the same.

In their eyes, there is no male superiority or inferiority, and there is no doubt about a new emperor who has just succeeded to the throne, but full of obedience and admiration!

Looking at the tsunami-like people in the imperial capital, Leng Yiyao blinked her eyes, and before she could react, she saw a bright military vehicle coming and stopping behind her.

"Snapped"

The car door was pushed open, and the abstinent and indifferent man who was conferred a god in World War stood beside her, gently hooked her hand, and took her directly into his arms.

The little leopards crowded around the two of them, the sun shone into its eyes, and Leng Yiyao dodged, almost thinking that she saw this silly leopard smiling.

There was a familiar smell around him, and above his head was his hoarse voice: "So active? Don't you want to stay at home and wait for me for a moment?"

Leng Yiyao suddenly felt her waist flicker slightly, coughed twice, and then raised her head to look at him: "I just want to stroll around and relax."

For someone who might turn into a beast at any time, she's obviously a lot less courageous recently.

A smile flashed across Homer's eyes, and his palms gently pressed against her waist, but he didn't say anything. It's just that the cheers around him became more and more deafening, as if the sky was going to be turned over. "Long live the marshal! Long live the queen!"

Such a pair of men and women, standing close to each other.

One is the god of the military world, and the other is the queen of slaughter. In the world, there is simply no match for them!

The people in the imperial capital seemed to be completely insane. After Leng Yiyao and Hemo got into the car, they spontaneously followed behind the car and silently sent them all the way to the palace.

When Leng Yiyao was taken to his bedroom by Hemo himself, he doubted whether he would no longer need Xiao Xiang to travel slightly in the future.

Looking at this posture, wherever I go in the future, where the people kneel down, it is like a pilgrimage...

"What are you thinking?" Handed a glass of water in front of him, Hemo glanced at the leopard, who seemed to have opened his mind, and immediately persuaded him.

Leng Yiyao drank a large glass of water before he regained his senses. He glanced at Hemo and couldn't help but wonder, "Don't you have to rest?" The iron-beater should sleep. In addition to bullying desperately on the bed, she was also busy with the reception and meetings of dignitaries from various countries. As a result, as soon as she left the Marshal's Mansion, he rushed over immediately. It was almost omnipotent.

Hemo glanced at her with a sigh and didn't answer her question. Instead, he directly held her on his lap, approached slowly, and kissed her slowly.

Leng Yiyao was surrounded by his breath, subconsciously hugged the back of his neck with both hands, and gently moved forward, there was no gap between the two.

The surroundings seemed to heat up at once, the uncontrollable boiling.

Leng Yiyao's waist was half-dangling, and her hands rested on his support to barely maintain her posture. The more kisses, the more she felt that it was not enough. That kind of extreme attraction seemed to burn the air.

"Knock Knock" -

But at this moment, the door of the bedroom was knocked on.

Leng Yiyao's body froze and leaned back slightly.

Homer didn't stop her.

After all, this is her dormitory, and there are nine out of ten people looking for her.

Who knows, as soon as the person at the door made a sound, it came to look for Homer.

"Marshal," Frey lowered his eyebrows and reported in a calm tone, "Mr. Gu Li just went to the Marshal's Mansion."

Marshal's Mansion?

Hearing this, Leng Yiyao hooked her lips almost invisible.

Now, she and Homer are not there. Is this person unlucky and helpless, or is he expected and has other plans?

The enchanting smile disappeared in a flash, and he raised his head to meet Hemo's bottomless eyes. The two smiled at each other and breathed a sigh in each other's ears.

"Who did he go to see?"

Wei Wei's uncontrollable breathing quickly returned to normal, and Homer's voice finally sounded in this spacious bedroom.

Frey outside the door didn't seem to hear a trace of the charm before, those eyes slowly raised, with a strange agility, and spit out the name they knew well: "—Zhai Mu."