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Chapter 523 Prince, do you dare to marry? (32)

The marshal told everyone the process of the banquet in detail.

Among the taboos and etiquette, she will hand over the attendants she specially brought from the house to them.

This training is very well done.

Tangxi listened very carefully, afraid of missing something.

By the time this class is over, the moon is already in full swing.

Calculated according to modern time, it was around nine o'clock.

After all, the marshal was getting old, and at this point he couldn't bear it any longer, he yawned, and his energy was low.

Everyone originally planned to keep the marshal down, and a group of people would gather together and have a drink.

Just looking at the appearance of the marshal, it is obvious that there is no way to participate.

So, he could only reluctantly abandon this plan.

After a group of people sent the marshal out, they rubbed their eyes and went back to their rooms.

Tangxi is the same.

He just put his clothes together and lay on the bed, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

San Sheng lay beside her pillow, and the person who had been asleep for a long time didn't know.

It seems that she won't be needed tonight, so I can only come by myself.

Tangxi sighed.

In the middle of the night, she suddenly turned over and sat up, without disturbing Sansheng, she was dressed in black and blended into the night.

Not long after, they arrived at Wangxing Building, and found Jiang Qing's small building by familiar means.

Somewhat unexpectedly, the lights in her room were still on at such a late hour.

Tangxi squatted on a tree branch and looked down condescendingly, and could see her writing with her head buried in front of the case.

so hardworking?

Tangxi was a little surprised.

But there was no way, he could only squat on the tree, waiting for her to turn off the lights and fall asleep.

While looking at her from this angle.

Look at her complexion, she looks very good, her complexion is rosy, and her eyes are clear.

Keep yourself very nourished.

She was a completely different person from when Tangxi came to visit not long ago.

At that time, she had only three taels of silver left, and was about to face the dilemma of being kicked out of the Wangxing Tower, her eyes were full of restlessness.

At that time, the state was definitely not good.

With this appearance, it seems that the money has already been obtained.

With so much silver, it was enough for her to squander it for a long time.

As for the scientific research, it will be about five days after the Queen's birthday.

Slightly narrowing her eyes, Tangxi suddenly changed her mind.

Originally, she came here to see if she could stop Jiang Qing from making mistakes.

But now it is obviously a step late.

Then, she could only find a way to get this mistake back on track before the scientific examination.

But this is better than ill-gotten gains, do you want to take it away?

After thinking about it, Tangxi still couldn't make up her mind.

Taking a deep look at Jiang Qing, she landed on the ground deftly like a cat, turned around and sank into the darkness.

This midnight spying ended like this.

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Afterwards, several days passed at the two points and one line in the palace post.

When she was leaving the palace one day, she finally heard something different said by the empress for so many days.

"You don't have to come tomorrow."

Tangxi looked up at her in surprise, and quickly realized.

The queen's birthday is just three days away.

In these three days, the palace will inevitably be busy, and the empress, who is the birthday star, will not be able to relax, and she will be busier than usual.

Therefore, naturally there is no time to listen to stories.

Tangxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She was very happy with this sentence. In the past half a month, in order to tell stories to the empress and the little princess, her lips were almost worn out.

And the brain is almost dry.

What Ben tells is a story of merit, all of which happened in real life, firmly in her mind, and she just needs to tell them in words.

But two days ago, a thick book of credit was finished.

In the past two days, she made up stories for the Queen herself.

Racking my brains to think about stories every day, I feel like my head is going bald.

I never thought that being a general would be so tiring.

Originally, she thought that being a general couldn't be easier.

Just like in the plane where she was a general before, as a general, she only needs to control the battlefield, and the military advisers will handle the rest of the trivial matters.

Later, when she became a queen and general, she didn't have to worry about it.

He took everything down to the little things.Everything is handled well, so that she has no worries at all times.

At that time, she never thought that she would become a military commander in charge of telling stories.

Shouldn't this be the responsibility of civil servants? They have such good brains that it's not easy to make up a story.

Why do you have to embarrass her, a King Kong Barbie with well-developed limbs who only wants to eat sugar.

Tired.

Tangxi took a deep breath and felt that the pores all over her body were relaxed.

I don't know if she was too obvious, the empress above looked at her with dark eyes.

After she left, the empress rested her chin and her eyes were empty.

"I suddenly regret choosing her." The queen's eyes showed obvious disgust: "Although she looks good, she is just like an ordinary general, with a simple mind, well-developed limbs, and no city at all."

He actually dared to look relieved in front of her face.

She was not afraid of meeting a narrow-minded emperor, who thought she had something to say about her, so she dragged him out and chopped him off.

"Isn't this just right?" The female officer sat up with tea and smiled: "There is no city, and the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are all reflected on the face, which makes you feel more at ease. If the city is heavy, you put the Ninth Prince Leave it to her, can you rest assured?"

The queen choked.

He picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, picked up the pen and continued to correct the memorial.

He still couldn't help muttering: "...But this is too poor."

It can be said to be simple, or it can be said to be simple.

The queen was afraid that she would be calculated and killed if she was too naive, and her Mo'an would become a widower, who would protect him in the future.

But there's no way, it's the only one she's caught on for so long.

Let's be simple. This kind of person is sincere. Once he recognizes a person, he will definitely treat him well.

My own Mo'an is so good, only those who are blind will look down on him.

Looking at it now, Vice General Ning's eyes are still good.

Forget it, let her do it.

Short guys overtall tall guys.

The big deal is to leave some more people for Mo An in the future, just to protect the couple.

For this son, she really broke her heart.

I hope there will be no more moths this time.

"By the way, Your Majesty, the person from the garment workshop came over just now, and she said that the clothes for Vice General Ning are ready."

"Oh." The queen's pen paused: "Send it to her when it's done. You don't need to tell me about such trivial things."

Female officer: "...Oh."

She turned around and prepared to send someone to the garment workshop to pass the news.

The queen suddenly stopped her again: "Wait a little longer, send it to her now, don't let her tear the clothes with rough hands, there is not so much time for her to prepare the second one."

She pondered for a moment: "Let's deliver it in the morning of the banquet, and then send two well-crafted palace servants to the post house, so that the group of rough people can be dressed up nicely. There will be special envoys from other countries present that night."

(End of this chapter)