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Chapter 133 Why are you so emotional?

A knowing smile appeared on Jiang Mingche's face. He seemed to have discovered the appeal of this little girl Yunying.

It turns out that this little girl likes this kind of gentle attack of mine the most.

After putting down the soup spoon in his hand, Jiang Mingche moved closer to Yunying and blew air towards her cute pink earlobes.

"Help me..."

"Um......"

"If my dear brother wants, I can do it..."

Yun Ying nodded shyly and agreed to Jiang Mingche's request directly.

Anyway, she had helped Jiang Mingche several times before, so it wouldn't matter this time.

And Jiang Mingche also said that it has the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin...

If Jiang Mingche forced her to do it, she would definitely struggle.

But what Yun Ying couldn't stand the most was Jiang Mingche's gentle attitude... It made her feel like her heart was melting...

"Then go to the health care room and wait for me. I'll be there in a moment..."

Jiang Mingche suppressed his inner excitement and spoke in a gentle tone.

"it is good......"

Yun Ying responded softly, picked up the flamethrower beside her, and then walked away with her long legs.

He planned to follow Jiang Mingche's instructions and go to the small attic to wait for the other party.

After Yun Ying left, Jiang Mingche scooped some chicken soup and placed it in a soup bowl beside him. Then he turned around and walked out of the kitchen and headed towards his bedroom.

The little girl Yunying agreed to it without even struggling.

To be honest, Jiang Mingche was still more or less surprised.

After all, in the past, Yun Ying always liked to ask for some equal exchange from me.

It seems that the little girl really likes my tricks.

Jiang Mingche seemed to have discovered something extraordinary, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...It seems that he will have a lot of fun in the future.

After arriving at the small attic where she often helped Jiang Mingche to maintain his health, Yun Ying first looked around furtively.

After making sure there were no maids around, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the door open and walked in.

After entering the room, Yun Ying closed the door.

"this......"

Seeing all kinds of strange things placed in the room, Yun Ying's expression became a little strange.

There are tables, chairs, and a blackboard with some words written on it...

Yun Ying knew without thinking that these things were all made by Jiang Mingche.

Only Jiang Mingche could come up with these weird things...

After taking a closer look, Yun Ying saw a set of black silk hip skirt on the table.

Yunying picked up the clothes and tried to make sure they fit her.

It seems that Jiang Mingche also brought other people here last time, but I don’t know which sister it was…

"Dead pervert."

Yun Ying muttered something, then walked straight to the side room.

After arriving at the side room, Yun Ying poured some warm water to test the water temperature, then took off her clothes quietly and began to bathe in the wooden tub.

Although she always smelled good, she sweated a lot during practice in the morning and she was worried that Jiang Mingche would dislike her.

When he returned to the room with the chicken soup, Gongsun Li had already woken up and was staring blankly at the partition above his head.

"What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Mingche came to the bed, put the chicken soup on the table next to him, and asked curiously.

"Husband, you are back..."

Seeing Jiang Mingche coming back, Gongsun Li shrank back, called out shyly, and pulled the quilt tighter around herself.

"Drink this bowl of chicken soup while it's hot. It's good for your body..."

Jiang Mingche scooped some chicken soup with a spoon, handed it to Gongsun Li, and began to feed her gently.

“It smells so good…”

"Husband, who made this chicken soup?"

After taking a sip of chicken soup, Gongsun Li's eyes lit up and he asked curiously.

After drinking the chicken soup, Gongsun Li felt warm all over, which relieved a lot of physical discomfort.

"This is the chicken soup I personally cooked for you, of course it tastes good."

Jiang Mingche reached out and hooked Ali's nose, then said with a faint smile.

"My husband made this for me himself?"

"What virtue has Ah Li possessed to deserve such treatment from her husband..."

After hearing Jiang Mingche's words, Gongsun Li was deeply moved.

Jiang Mingche was the regent, and even Wu Zetian was not qualified to eat the food he cooked.

But in order to take care of himself, Jiang Mingche was willing to humble himself, which touched Gongsun Li deeply.

"You are my wife, so you deserve to be treated like this."

"Silly girl..."

"Drink it while it's hot, it's good for your body..."

Jiang Mingche shook his head, feeling somewhat amused.

It is true that he is the regent, but there is no need for him to put on such a condescending attitude towards his wife.

"Uh-huh."

Gongsun Li nodded heavily and began to drink the chicken soup in the bowl in small sips. His face regained some color from its previous paleness.

The expression on his face showed that he was enjoying himself and his complexion looked much better.

"Husband, this chicken soup is delicious..."

"If it tastes good, drink more..."

After Gongsun Li finished drinking the chicken soup, Jiang Mingche gently coaxed her to sleep and then left the room again.

Although Gongsun Li's complexion looked much better after drinking the chicken soup, the most important thing now was to have a good rest.

After leaving the bedroom, Jiang Mingche went straight to his secret base, where he met Xiao Yunying who was eagerly waiting for him.

After entering the room, Jiang Mingche closed the door.

"Good brother, you are here...

Seeing Jiang Mingche arriving as promised, Yun Ying smiled crisply.

After arriving in front of Jiang Mingche, he knelt down directly...

"Well......"

"Good brother, I really can't eat anymore..."

The next day, it was night.

As the International Lantern Festival kicked off, the streets of Chang'an City became extremely lively.

Wu Zetian restarted the power of the core mechanism, causing all the Baoxiang flowers in the 108 districts of Chang'an City to bloom again.

The Baoxianghua symbolizes good luck, prosperity and wealth, and is the national flower of the Tang Dynasty.

With the help of Yu Hengsi, Sikong Zhen also directly controlled various lights and lanterns of various shapes and sizes to be lit up in various places in Chang'an City.

The sounds of various fireworks and firecrackers rang out in the streets, lion dances performed in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City, people from all over the streets came to the streets, and the sounds of children laughing and playing could be heard from time to time.

It was extremely lively and a prosperous scene.

Friends and relatives among the neighbors simply brought out tables and chairs and started drinking right on the street.

Jiang Mingche, wearing a black robe, walked slowly out of the palace and headed towards the Honglu Temple.

According to convention, at this time he would bring guests from various countries to the Qianqing Palace within the Daming Palace to make a pilgrimage and meet Wu Zetian.

The Qianqing Palace is the highest palace in the Daming Palace, where Wu Zetian would receive guests from various countries.

At this time, guests from various countries would also hand over the tributes they brought to Wu Zetian in order to stabilize the relationship between them and the Tang Dynasty.

After arriving at the main hall of the Honglu Temple, Jiang Mingche glanced around and found that all the guests from various countries had arrived.

Dongfang Jing, Sun Ce, Sun Shangxiang, Nakolulu, Zhuge Liang, Yu Ji, Zhang Liang...

"Everyone, sorry for the wait..."

Jiang Mingche clasped his fists and smiled heartily.

"No, we just arrived..."

"Yes, we just arrived too, and didn't have to wait long..."

"Since everyone is here, please come into the palace and follow me to see His Majesty."

"good......"

Jiang Mingche led everyone out of the Honglu Temple and headed towards the Daming Palace.

"What beautiful fireworks..."

On the way to the Daming Palace, looking at the fireworks blooming in Chang'an City, a hint of obsession flashed in Sun Shangxiang's eyes.

Although there are fireworks in Jiang County, they are far less stunning than those produced in the Tang Dynasty.

As the sound of firecrackers continued to ring out in the night sky, colorful sparks bloomed one after another.

Of course, Sun Shangxiang didn't know that the fireworks currently set off in the Tang Dynasty were made by Jiang Mingche and did not belong to this era, which is why they are far more gorgeous than the fireworks in Jiang County.

"Fireworks are beautiful, but they are only fleeting..."

Jiang Mingche paused, looked up at the fireworks in the night sky, and spoke slowly.

"Why does the Regent have such emotion?"

"Fireworks are fleeting, but as long as they have bloomed, it's enough."

Tilting her little head, Sun Shangxiang blinked and looked at Jiang Mingche with some confusion, not understanding why Jiang Mingche suddenly had such an emotion.

"nothing......"

"Let's hurry up and go to the palace to make a pilgrimage..."

Jiang Mingche smiled faintly and shook his head. Without saying anything more, he turned around and headed towards the Daming Palace again.

Sun Shangxiang shook her head in confusion, and then followed the group.

After entering the Daming Palace, Jiang Mingche led a group of people to walk in the deep palace and headed straight towards the Qianqing Palace.

"Everyone, this is the Palace of Heavenly Purity."

"Her Majesty the Empress of the Tang Dynasty is waiting for you in the Qianqing Palace."

"Everyone, please come in with me now..."

After arriving at the Qianqing Palace, Jiang Mingche introduced the group to the palace, then took the lead in walking into the palace and met Wu Zetian.

After nodding to Wu Zetian, Jiang Mingche went straight to his seat and sat down.

Seeing that Jiang Mingche was too lazy to even observe the superficial courtesy and looked like he didn't intend to continue pretending, Wu Zetian gritted her teeth and clenched her delicate hands unconsciously.

This traitor.

"Jiang Jun Sun Ce, Sun Shangxiang has met the Empress..."

"Yicheng Zhuge Liang, meet the Empress..."

"Dongfang Jing of Xuanyong Qin State, I have met the Empress..."

"Fusang Nakorulu, meet the Empress......"

After Jiang Mingche led the group into the hall, they began to bow and salute the empress to show their respect.

"You are all envoys from various countries. There is no need to be so polite. Please take your seats..."

Wu Zetian nodded slightly, indicating that the envoys could take their seats directly.

"Thank you, Queen..."

Everyone thanked him and then took their seats.

After everyone was seated, a group of palace maids walked in from outside the Qianqing Palace and began to serve all kinds of delicacies, fine wines, delicious dishes, and fruits to the tables.

After the palace maids left, a group of dancers in pink gauze clothes came out from outside the door and began to dance in the hall.

"Everyone who comes is a guest, so there is no need to be polite..."

Wu Zetian showed a faint smile on her face and exchanged some polite words with the envoys from various countries.

“So beautiful…”

Looking at Wu Zetian, who was sitting on the dragon throne, draped in a dragon robe, looking dignified, noble and elegant, Sun Shangxiang sighed a little.

As a woman, she could not help but be impressed by Wu Zetian's beauty.

Although she was nearly thirty years old, time seemed to have left no trace on Wu Zetian. Instead, it added a bit of maturity to her temperament.