Before the old man and the young man could finish whispering, the sound of a jade chime sounded in the Nuan Pavilion.

Empress Luo, who was separated by heavy gauze curtains, was sitting dignifiedly on the dragon and phoenix couch, looking at her quietly.

The female officer wearing different clothes on the side seemed to understand and said softly:

"Ji Yuan, a hundred households in Fusi, Beizhen, please come closer."

Ji Yuan put down the tea cup that was brought to his lips, walked ten steps with his head held high, and stood in the center of the Nuan Pavilion.

He cupped his hands slightly and said loudly:

"I've met the Queen."

The white python flying fish and the heroic appearance of the young man instantly caused the graceful figure behind the gauze curtain to float.

"This younger brother is so majestic and impressive, and he can coordinate my thoughts..."

"Bah, you look like a masculine man at first glance. He should be worthy of being as tender and affectionate as my sister."

"It's so shameless. You are almost ten years older. You are more like an aunt than a sister."

"..."

After Ji Yuan's loud voice fell, the candles in the room were still burning, not a single one was extinguished.

The killing monk sitting in the back frowned and felt something was wrong.

Have these princesses and princesses of the Jing Dynasty changed their tastes?
Chapter completed!