Chapter 1680 I Am the World (15)

Birthday and canonization ceremony as Fengjun.

Many ministers were working extremely hard inside and outside the palace, and finally it was their birthday.

Shi Sheng was forced to wear the most solemn dragon robe, with three layers inside and three outside. The heavy feeling made Shi Sheng feel like she was carrying several dolls on her back, weighing her down so much that she couldn't breathe.

She really didn't know how those emperors wore so many clothes and could still move like the wind.

Fortunately, this thing is not an everyday dragon robe. It is only worn at large-scale events such as sacrifices and birthdays to show grandeur.

"Your Majesty, there will be envoys from other countries coming today, please don't talk nonsense." Ling Yi warned Shi Sheng worriedly, as it only took one or two words to offend her Majesty.

"Then let me go and do it..." Shi Sheng struggled to lift up his clothes and uttered the last word, "...what? To be a mascot?"

"That's right, you are the mascot. Don't speak when it's not the most important time."

"Their words are unpleasant, why don't I go back?" Shi Sheng was unconvinced.

"Your Majesty, although our strength at Feng Luan is not bad, there are still representatives from several powerful countries here today. Offending them will not be beneficial to Feng Luan, so can you just tolerate it?" Offending those people is a big deal for Feng Luan. It would be a disaster, a war would start, and foreign enemies would invade before the internal strife was settled. Then Feng Luan would really be at the end of his rope.

"I can't hold it in anymore." When I meet someone who speaks in an unpleasant way, I feel uncomfortable if I don't say a few words.

Lingyi took a deep breath and took on the posture of coaxing a child, "Your Majesty, you are representing Feng Luan now. You are a person of status. Everyone here today is here to congratulate you..."

"It's true to watch the excitement and be embarrassed, but it's false to congratulate the student."

On such an occasion, no one comes with a purpose and to watch a good show. There are only a handful of people who really come to celebrate the birthday.

"..." There's nothing left to talk about.

Ling Yi talked for a long time, but Shi Sheng didn't listen to a word. When Shi Sheng stepped into the hall to receive the envoys, Ling Yi's heart was lifted. She just hoped that everything would go well today and not cause any complications.

Shi Sheng sat aloofly on the dragon chair that represented his status. Below him were ministers on the left and envoys from other countries on the right. The envoys sitting at the front were naturally representatives of powerful countries. In order to arrange positions for these envoys, there was no Spend less brain cells on ministers.

If this is not arranged properly, people will be offended.

There was nothing wrong with the previous congratulations. Everyone behaved normally, and the gifts were also normal. Shi Sheng was not given a chance to get angry.

But after the gift-giving session ended, some people couldn't sit still and started to commit suicide.

An envoy in the third position from the envoy group suddenly said, "I heard that Her Majesty the Queen brought a beauty back to the palace on the street a few days ago. I don't know how her beauty caught Her Majesty's eyes. I'm waiting for you. If you don’t have this good fortune, can you see this beauty with your own eyes?”

To say it was a belt was actually an allusion to Shi Sheng's robbery.

The hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Shi Sheng who was sitting in the seat.

Shi Sheng turned his head and looked at the envoy, his lips slightly raised, "You also know this kind of thing. There are a lot of eyes planted in my palace, right? How about I dig them out for you?"

At that time, the imperial guards were surrounded by water. Only the imperial guards, people in the palace, and the ministers of the three parties in the court could know about this matter. It was impossible for outsiders to know.

Everyone: "..."

This answer is a bit shocking.

Who in this society wouldn't worry about being a thorn in others' side, but what's the point of saying it in front of so many people?

The envoy's face was indeed ugly, and his eyes could not hide the anger, "Your Majesty the Queen, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean by asking me that question?" Shi Sheng met the envoy's gaze without fear, for fear of you being retarded! !

Who I take back to the palace is none of your business. If I occupy your palace, it will still cost you money, Mao Cake.

I want you to make a fool of yourself, and make a fool of yourself in front of so many people! !

The envoy twitched the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath and said, "I have no other intention, I just want to see what kind of man the Queen is interested in."

"Don't worry, the person I like will never be as ugly as you."

Envoy: "..."

Everyone: "..."

The scene fell into embarrassment and the atmosphere was very solemn.

Ling Yi was wiping cold sweat beside him. He wanted to remind Shi Sheng to calm down and not to argue with the envoy. If you refuse, just refuse. Why do you have to be so confrontational? It will arouse public outrage, okay?

A group of melon-eaters expressed their confusion. They didn’t understand what was going on, so why did they become so tense? The plot develops a bit fast!

"Ahem, this is Her Majesty the Queen's private matter. Mr. An, please don't interfere, hahaha." Someone came out to smooth things over.

Lord An snorted coldly and stopped talking.

"I heard that Her Majesty the Queen will consecrate Feng Jun today. I wonder when the canonization ceremony will start? Let us wait and see which stunning young master Her Majesty the Queen's Feng Jun is." Marquis An has settled down, and there is another person. Restless.

"If Her Majesty the Queen can confer you the title of Phoenix Lord, you must be a wonderful person."

"Hahaha, I just don't know if I can make Her Majesty the Queen happy. What if..."

These men have always looked down on the men of Fengluan Kingdom who respected women. If it weren't for the identity of Queen Shi Sheng, these men would probably speak more harshly.

Shi Sheng looked at the envoys coldly, "Give me..."

"Your Majesty, the auspicious time is almost here." Ling Yi hurriedly stepped forward to interrupt Shi Sheng and let her speak. She would definitely say such domineering words as "I'll drag him out and chop him off", "Today is the wedding of you and Mr. Shen Bei." These days are not suitable for seeing blood.”

Shi Sheng snorted coldly, it's not a good time to see blood today, right? You can always do it tomorrow! !

"Everyone, please move to Xuanhe Hall." Seeing that Shi Sheng had no objection, Ling Yi quickly asked the people below to move to the venue.

The rules for canonizing Fengjun were much more troublesome than celebrating her birthday. Shi Sheng had to change into wedding clothes first, then welcome Shen Bei into the Xuanhe Gate, and then conduct the canonization and sealing in the Xuanhe Hall.

After the seal is given, it means that he is the Fengjun of Fengluan Kingdom and is in charge of the harem.

Shi Sheng has worn many wedding dresses, but this is definitely the heaviest outfit Shi Sheng has worn, and it is even scarier than the one just now.

Obviously the only thing you see is the outermost one, why does Mao have to wear so many pieces underneath?

When she saw Shen Bei surrounded by people appearing outside Xuanhe's door, she suddenly understood why there were so many layers of clothes.

The pattern of each piece of clothing is not complete, but when all the clothes are worn on the body, a complete pattern will be formed. The luxurious and exquisite pattern makes the young man look more delicate and handsome.

Shen Bei looked indifferent and stood outside Xuanhe Gate with everyone.

He watched the people in Xuanhe Sect walking toward him step by step. With every step, flames seemed to bloom under her feet, extending in front of him, and the whole world became fiery and dazzling.

A strange scene suddenly flashed before Shen Bei's eyes, so fast that he could hardly catch it.

Feelings of familiarity swarmed over him, but he couldn't remember why he felt familiar.