In the king's chambers.

Nan Shuqing said gently and leaned a little closer to Luo Ziyang with the medicinal soup..

"I suddenly remembered that there are still many memorials that have not yet been approved. I will go and get busy first..

” Luo Ziyang stood up and left the throne..

Nan Shuqing couldn't let him get up. She took a step forward and knocked him back..

"Your Majesty, be good and drink your medicine..

” Nan Shuqing's smile was still gentle, rippling like spring water. She placed the spoon that contained the medicine closer to Luo Ziyang's mouth..

"Dear Concubine, why don't we forget about it today?.

” Luo Ziyang turned his head over, his face full of disdain. The king of a country was forced to this state by a bowl of medicinal soup. There was no one else..

Looking at His Majesty, Nan Shuqing took a deep breath and put the spoon away..

Luo Ziyang heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this. He was about to turn around when suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. Something seemed to be happening..

As expected, when he turned around, the gentle smile on Nan Shuqing's face disappeared. A stern look appeared on her handsome face..

Luo Ziyang thought to himself," Not good." He smiled and said," Love…" "Luo Ziyang!" Before Luo Ziyang could finish his sentence, Nan Shuqing shouted, interrupting Luo Ziyang's words. At the same time, his heart skipped a beat..

"Concubine, you…" " Call me uncle!" Nan Shuqing said sternly again..

These words made Luo Ziyang, as the ruler of a country, dream back to his youth. When he was practicing martial arts, he had such a strict and beautiful martial uncle. He was always thinking about killing himself..

"Uncle!.

” "Drink the medicine!" "Yes.

” Not to mention, this sentence of uncle is really effective. The medicinal soup that he refused to drink before, he started drinking it after picking up his bowl..

As the monarch of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he had no choice but to drink. His wife was his martial uncle. If he didn't drink, he would be beaten up..

Since ancient times, the only one who dares to treat a country's monarch like this is probably the Empress Shuqing..

She's his uncle..

Since ancient times, only the monarch of the Great Zhou Dynasty dared to marry his uncle. In fact, there was another person who dared to marry him, but he did not marry him..

Luo Ziyang dared to marry his uncle, so why didn't he dare to scold the monarch? Back when Luo Ziyang married Nan Shuqing, it was a difficult situation. Not only did he have to face the world's endless mouths, but he also had to face those stubborn old people in the imperial family..

In the end, Luo Ziyang and Nan Shuqing tried their best to overcome public opinion and, under the circumstances of a group of stubborn old men blowing their beards and staring at them, achieved positive results..

Finally, Luo Ziyang thought his happy life was about to begin..

Happiness, of course, is happiness, but a little too much happiness, so far, Luo Ziyang only has Nan Shuqing, a wife who is clearly married. Not to mention concubines, even palace maids are very few..

Is it because he doesn't want to marry a concubine? Of course not. He has a thief's heart, but he doesn't have the courage to steal..

Now, Luo Ziyang, who had drunk the medicinal soup, had a pained expression on his face. His expression was distorted, and he did not have the dignity that a king of a country should have..

If it were any other ruler of the Seven Kingdoms, drinking a bowl of soup that similarly lacked the dignity of a ruler and could make a Half-step to the Heavenly Breaking Stage powerhouse lose control of his expression, one could imagine how difficult it must be to drink this stuff..

Meanwhile, somewhere in the palace.

Our beautiful dream fairy is resting there leisurely.

Not to mention the others in the palace, even Luo Shuyin, who was recognized as the number one person in the Shattered Heaven Territory, did not notice her arrival..

It wasn't that their perception was too weak, it was because Dream Fairy's concealment was too strong..

Dream fairy swaggering around in this royal palace wrapped in dragon qi, acting without acting. Just here, the palace maids and eunuchs passing by were blind and did not notice at all..

Dream Immortal raised his head and looked at the center of the Imperial Palace. The location of Zichen Hall was not to mention the fact that the luck of the Imperial Path was so dense above. It meant that the country's national strength was at its peak. If there were no external influences, the dynasty could last for at least a few thousand years..

Luck was something that could be seen but not touched. Usually, it was useless. At critical moments, it was the key to victory. Dream Immortal wanted to borrow the luck of this country to play around..

However, this physical body could not withstand her for too long. Borrowing it was useless, and Nie Yuan could not use it. Although he could borrow the power of luck to raise his strength to a new height in a short period of time, this was the end of his life. If the country's luck could not be raised, then that new height would be the end of his life..

Therefore, our dream immortal beauty ignored the emperor's luck and began to knock on the ground instead..

Because underground, there are treasures that are better than imperial luck..

After confirming the direction, Dream Immortal used an underground art and disappeared above the ground. When she reappeared, she was already thousands of feet underground..

Countless runic arrays stood in front of her.

"Oh.

” Looking at the countless magic formations blocking in front of him, Dream Immortal snorted disdainfully..

In her opinion, these things were rubbish. It was better to paste a layer of window paper on them..

Just as she was about to step into the formation, in a secret room outside, a commander wearing armor sat high on the main seat. Below him were several people kneeling. Each of them had armor on their bodies, and their status was clear..

"Commander, privately transferring the Imperial Army. I'm afraid it's not easy to explain to His Majesty..

” There was a man kneeling below, his face full of wrinkles.