Feng Ling looked at her military merit account again, and saw that there were only hundreds of points of military merit left on it. She smiled mockingly. She had really reached the peak of her life now.

Thinking about the upcoming annual military merit settlement, she sighed softly, it was time to change the way to cut leeks.

I looked up at the ancient wall clock used for decoration on the wall, and the hour hand pointed steadily at the tenth position. Fortunately, it was not yet time for the woman to sleep in beauty.

Feng Ling opened his intelligence and whispered: "Feng Xiang——"

The invisible waves were transmitted to the sky, and soon, the communication was connected, and a beautiful woman wearing a pure white nightgown leaning lazily against the head of the bed appeared in front of Feng Ling.

Her long hair was loosely braided into a braid, hanging down on her chest, pressing against the neckline of her skirt that was a bit low, which made her look pure and sexy, full of indescribable charm.

After a closer look, the pure white nightgown on her body was filled with complex dark patterns and was extremely delicate. A life-sized portrait hung on the head of the bed behind her. On the portrait, she was wearing a golden dress and a crown, which was extremely elegant and luxurious.

Feng Ling teased and called out, "Good evening, my Queen."

Feng Xiang raised his eyebrows and replied disapprovingly: "I prefer you to call me the Legion Commander, my deputy Legion Commander, Ms.."

Feng Ling chuckled: "As the first commander of the Fengming Legion to marry into the royal family, I thought that would be a lifelong shame for you."

Feng Xiang raised his right hand, admired his newly made nails, and responded expressionlessly: "Will it be more shameful than the Empress of the Empire?"

Feng Ling was speechless.

The Deep Blue Empire began to break the imperial system tens of thousands of years ago and the Senate took control of real power. Every newly ascended imperial emperor would vow to regain the imperial power.

However, they all failed.

This happens every few thousand years, and the drama of the imperial emperor fighting the Senate has become a favorite topic of conversation for the imperial citizens after dinner.

Some of these emperors who failed to seize power were indulging in the mountains and rivers. In any case, the empire was large enough, and among the pitiful benefits of few emperors in the empire, free travel was probably the most valuable item.

Some of them also focus on other fields and become respectable experts and scholars, which has also left many things in history books.

Some people—

For example, after the current imperial emperor, this ambitious man failed, he directly turned on the stallion mode, indulged in love with his sensuality, and made hundreds of illegitimate children come out.

Well, with this, he can also leave a famous historical book - the emperor who raised the most children in the history of the empire.

Feng Ling clenched his fist with one hand, put it on his lips and coughed twice, and asked curiously: "Ahem, that person, how are you doing now?"

Feng Xiang curled his lips and smiled: "I'm very good."

Feng Ling blinked, "Be good?"

Feng Xiang smiled even stronger: "If you don't have military merits when buying beautiful clothes for beauties, don't have military merits when you invite them to have a delicious meal from the distant star field?"

"How can the imperial emperor's share be enough? He was discovered using the royal public fund and was directly punished by the royal elders."

Her beautiful face couldn't hide her pride: "Now, even if you drink a cup of luminous wine, you'll beg me."

Feng Ling knew the temper of this best friend and former boss very well. She said with certainty: "You won't give him any military merits."

Feng Xiang laughed out loud, "Of course!"

She blinked mischievously: "But I gave him a good idea."

"Don't he have hundreds of children? Each child's little military merit is enough for him to squander."

Feng Ling couldn't believe it: "Did he believe it?"

Feng Xiang's smile gradually subsided: "When people are desperate, any straw will be used as a good medicine to save their lives."

She supported her cheeks with one hand, and a little melancholy appeared on her pretty face: "Tell me, why did I fall in love with such a stupid man?"

Feng Ling responded disapprovingly: "If he wasn't like this, um, naive, I guess you wouldn't marry him."

Feng Xiang laughed out loud again: "Yes! That's right! Actually, I still like his stupid look."

Feng Xiang smiled for a long time before stopping. It was obvious that she was really happy. She looked at her friend: "Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Feng Ling shrugged her shoulders: "You know, over the years, that person has been too radical, and many female spirits have retreated and chose to have children. Now, these children have grown up-"

She changed her subject: "The empire has recently risen many young legion commanders, and there are several princes who have grown up, right? How about holding a royal cocktail party in the name of the empire?"

Feng Xiang smiled and Yingying: "Not a few, but dozens of them--"

She paused and went straight in: "This batch of leeks, you three, I seven!"

Feng Ling knew that her ex-boss was extremely smart and guessed her intentions at once. She frowned slightly and said dissatisfiedly: "It's just a name for you. I have to handle all the specific matters, at most, 55, or I'll find someone else."

Fengxiang looked at the pretty face of the beautiful woman in front of her and was angry and lively, as if she had returned to her past when she was standing side by side. She couldn't help but laugh and said dotingly: "Okay, okay, I won't joke, it's all yours!"

Feng Xiang's beautiful eyes turned and fell on Feng Ling. Looking at her off-shoulder dress, he naturally said: "When will the imperial capital become retro again? It seems that I will make a few new dresses."

Feng Ling felt warm in her heart. As a best friend, she might mock each other when communicating with each other, but as long as she doesn’t completely turn against each other, she will never poke your real pain.

This is the kind of thoughtfulness that straight men of steel will never learn.

It seems that the old clothes she had only worn once or twice ten years ago could come in handy again, Feng Ling thought happily.

"That's right," Feng Xiang's beautiful eyes rolled, and once again said the old words: "When will you resign from the position of deputy commander of Fengming Legion?"

She pouted her red lips with some dissatisfaction: "I am not the commander of the legion anymore, why do you still want to be this deputy legion commander?"

Feng Ling smiled bitterly: "It's no longer a question whether I want to be a person or not. The old guys in the Senate hope that I can at least disgust her in this position."

After pausing, she added self-deprecatingly: "For her who acted radically and encouraged Lingshui, a deputy commander who refused Lingshui is really annoying."

Feng Xiang frowned: "Those old guys are so incompetent? Is it so difficult to change the commander of the legion?"

Feng Ling: "...Wake up, sister, did they fail to get you off at the beginning?"

"Is it difficult? You don't know?"

Feng Xiang chuckled: "She compares with me?"
Chapter completed!