The Soft and Adorable Host was Picked Up by the Yandere Bigshot

The contest is over.

Wen Zuo single-handedly defeated everyone and prospered.

The envoys from the small country did not dare to challenge the authority now, and they all ate quietly.

Bai Sang's face turned red with excitement. If she hadn't remembered that she was the emperor, she would have run to Wen Zuo, hugged him and praised him for being awesome.

"reward!"

She only shouted one word.

The eunuch next to him shouted, "Your Majesty has a reward!"

Bai Sang asked the eunuch to arrange Wen Zuo's position, and he sat down not far from him.

If you look down, you can see the person sitting there.

After the palace banquet, there was harmony and harmony, without any contradiction.

But at the end of the ceremony, an envoy from a small country came forward and saluted: "The prince of my country respects your majesty and is willing to marry your majesty."

"Pfft!" All the tea in Bai Sang's mouth spurted out, his eyes widened, and his mouth was so shocked that he almost couldn't close it, thinking he heard wrong, "What?"

The envoy from the small country said it again.

Bai Sang looked from where he stood up and saw a young man with a handsome face and a smile.

The smile is a bit wide, showing white teeth.

"No." Bai Sang reflexively refused, but then realized that he refused too quickly, and coughed lightly: "I haven't got enough hair yet, so I'm not in a hurry to get a husband."

This is very awkward to say.

A man wants to marry her.

Bai Sang's eyes came to the side of Wen Zuo's face below. She only saw half of the cold mask, and couldn't tell what Wen Zuo's expression was.

"Your Majesty, I can wait." The prince over there came over, bowed and saluted.

"I don't like older people." Bai Sang refused again, and then looked at the Taifu who was very close to him.

The Taifu looked a little embarrassed when he received His Majesty's look of help.

This kind of beating of mandarin ducks has never been done before.

But His Majesty really didn't like it, so he could only speak out to save people.

Bai Sang felt relieved.

Watching the small country's envoy and the prince return to their positions with disappointed expressions.

She gasped, looking scared.

The Queen Mother was amused by Bai Sang's appearance, "Your Majesty, you can think about this matter. It won't be long before you get haircut."

Bai Sang shook his head crazily: "Mother, I don't think much about this yet."

The Queen Mother had no choice but to let her.

The palace banquet is over.

Bai Sang also grew a year older.

She retreated with the palace man and looked at Wen Zuo.

I promised to give myself a gift.

It hasn't been sent yet.

You're not lying to yourself, are you?

Returning to the palace, he took off the heavy dragon robe on his body, loosened it on his head, and put on a light hair crown.

There is no need to approve the memorial today, I can still take a day off for my birthday.

She was lying on the bed, thinking that Wen Zuo wouldn't go back, right?

Just now I wanted to keep Wen Zuo.

But before he shouted, Marquis Wenwu had already left with his people.

I couldn't stop shouting.

Bai Sang was a little unhappy and rolled on the dragon bed.

Suddenly he sat up again and wanted to ask the secret guard to take him to Wen Zuo.

Just as he was about to call someone, a familiar voice appeared in his ear: "Your Majesty, are you asleep?"

Bai Sang pulled apart the tulle.

She no longer allowed anyone to stay in the bedroom, and was not used to sleeping with someone in the room.

He pulled back the tulle and saw Wen Zuo standing beside the bed.

He had changed into a silver-white robe, and the mask on his face had been taken off, revealing the face that made people fall in love at a glance.

"I thought you weren't coming." Bai Sang got off the bed regardless of the fact that he was wearing underwear, and crawled and rolled to the bedside. He didn't even wear any shoes, so he just pulled on Wen Zuo.