Without saying a word, he fisted and fought back hard.

The Ziyi Hou was not willing to be outdone. He punched and kicked each other, and fought back and forth.

There are many palace servants in the Imperial Garden, and they can see them clearly.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting." Someone stepped forward to stop him, and no one wanted to cause trouble.

Soon, Mu Jiyue got the news.

A palace servant came to send a message, "Your Majesty, it's not good, Prince Nangong and Marquis Ziyi fight in the Imperial Garden."

Mu Jiyue raised her head, looking surprised, why did she run into it?

However, when it comes to fighting, no one has ever fought.

"Just fight, just fight, no one can die anyway."

The palace servant jumped in a hurry, "They beat him very fiercely, and the servant was worried..."

It's really the emperor who doesn't hurry to die the eunuch.

Mu Jiyue thought for a while, "Then go and take a look. By the way, bring my painting tools."

Painting tools? The palace maid is so embarrassed. The situation of a god-horse? Wouldn’t you stop it?

The battle in the Imperial Garden was not over yet, and countless onlookers were watching. When they saw Mu Jiyue coming, they all knelt down and salute.

Only Nangong Hanxi and Ziyi Hou were fighting, but they didn't hear it, and they still had a sharp move.

"Your descend, stop beating."

The palace man was afraid that he would be blind and blocked Mu Jiyue bravely, "Your Majesty, they won't listen."

Mu Jiyue glanced at her and said, "Well, grind ink."

The palace servant behind him set up arranging in the Zhuting Pavilion, burning incense, setting up stoves, laying seat cushions, and putting a complete set of painting tools on the stone table.

Everything was ready, and Mu Jiyue walked into Zhuting and began to draw.

The weather was a little cold and the ink was a little stiff. It took a while before it melted in the heater of the fire.

Mu Jiyue drew a cartoon casually and drew the guy who was having sex on the other side.

She was very focused on painting. Nangong Hanxi couldn't help but look back and actually painted in such a noisy atmosphere?

The rhythm of the gods?

Suddenly, he felt so boring and fighting was meaningless.

He made a gesture to the end of the fight and flashed aside with agility.

The Ziyi Hou did not take advantage of the victory to attack, but walked towards Zhu Ting.

The Ziyi Hou did not get too close. She looked at her from a distance for a few times and frowned slightly. Her paintings were so ugly!

Nangong Hanxi was afraid that he would attack Jiyue, so he rushed forward, but when he saw the painting, he was stunned, "What the hell is this painting?"

It's like a ghostly talisman, not realistic at all.

Mu Jiyue thought it was pretty good, so she drew out all his characteristics and also drew out the arrogance, "It's you, is it good?"

Nangong Hanxi didn't dare to say it too directly, and asked around the bush, "...Are you sure it's me?"

Mu Jiyue nodded seriously, "Yes, don't they look like it?"

Nangong Hanxi found that she was serious, not a joke, and avoided this topic with a sense of appearance, "Who is this?

Mu Jiyue felt that her comic level had improved again, "Of course it's the Ziyi Hou. The scene of your fight is quite interesting. This move and action are pleasing to the eye."

The corners of the Ziyi Hou's mouth twitched, "Your Majesty, your appreciation ability is still so weird. I can't agree with it, so I'll say goodbye."

Nangong Hanxi was unhappy, only he could say, "Hey, what is your attitude?"

"Do you want another fight?"

"Hmph, you have a problem with your attitude towards the king, and you are not respectful enough."

"They don't have any objection, do you care?"

“Hey hey.”

The Three Kingdoms Competition was held in the Xishan Mountains in the suburbs. The people who had already heard the news came early and surrounded the tall buildings they built.

The guards separated the people from three floors inside and three floors outside, preventing them from getting close to the tall buildings.

However, you can clearly see every move on the high building.

The people were chattering, but it was so lively. "I heard that Her Majesty the Queen will come too."

"Of course, I heard that it was his Majesty's suggestion, and His Majesty is famous for his intelligence."

Everyone has no resistance to the Queen's succession, after all, Mu Jiyue's mass base is very strong.

She does not oppress the good, and strives to let Tianyou go on the right path and let the people live and work in peace and contentment.

After the inaction and incompetence of the two emperors, the government has long been ineffective and its roots have been rotten.

Mu Jiyue stood on the shoulders of the historical giant and saw many pros and cons, and there were also previous examples to escape. As long as she copied the rules, she won countless amazing gazes.

Not to mention, she is quite sensitive to political affairs. She can see through the truth of the matter at a glance and see the most direct core of a flower memorial. This is a kind of talent.

"We are sure to win." The people are full of confidence in their own country.

However, not everyone is blindly confident.

"It is said that Emperor Chen and the Crown Princess of Qin will also attend, and they are both amazing figures."

"It's great that we have caught up with the rare event in a century."

As they spoke, their emotions became more and more high, and they shouted slogans. "God bless will win, God bless will win."

At this moment, a man shouted loudly, "Let's see, come out."

"Here, come."

The officials of the Ministry of Rites first appeared, staring at them throughout the process and introduced the situation as soon as they came on stage.

And, he took the lead in asking for the Empress Mu Jiyue.

Surrounded by a group of people, Mu Jiyue walked up to the platform slowly, with a brilliant and extraordinary temperament, and her aura of dominating the world naturally arises.

The people couldn't help but kneel down, "Long live Her Majesty the Queen."

The convincing and admiring expressions on their faces were all true.

Since Mu Jiyue ascended the throne, the environment in the capital has improved immediately and everyone has been much better.

The people don’t care who is the emperor, they only care whether this person can let them live a good life.

Amid the cheers of the people, Dongfang Zetian and Su Linlang, who were standing behind him, looked at each other, shocked.

Unexpectedly, she has such a high prestige among the people. Mu Jiyue waved her hand with a smile, "Get up, this competition focuses on participating, friendship is the first priority, don't hurt the harmony, I hope everyone will maintain a stable mood, don't make noise, don't make trouble, I hope that people from the other two countries will see the good qualities and good character of our God blessed people.

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The image of the country is necessary!

Of course, you have to win!

But there is always a lot of talk about the scene!

She is graceful, elegant and noble, making the people obey and past the post, "I will listen to your Majesty's orders."

Mu Jiyue was very satisfied, "You are all good people blessed by God. I hope I am your pride and I hope you are my pride."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene changed suddenly. Countless people's eyes were filled with tears, and they shed tears of emotion, "Your Majesty."

It is a blessing for the people to have such an emperor who is close to the people and loves the people.
Chapter completed!