Chapter 551 The villain is the queen (68)
The man's hand was large and warm, but extremely rough. Even though he was careful, when he inadvertently wiped his forehead, it still made Zhou Ye feel like it was a piece of sandpaper rubbing his head.
Fortunately, this sanding paper is weak and a little rough, but it feels pretty good.
Zhou Xiong comforted his daughter, smiling as if he had no regrets in his life. He looked back at the door of the imperial study room and vaguely saw the man sitting inside looking in this direction.
Although he knew that sending his daughter to the palace was a wrong decision, Zhou Xiong was satisfied that he could make her feel safe and comfortable here through his own efforts.
Before every expedition, whether to quell unrest or suppress border lines, he wanted to take a good look at Zhou Ye before leaving.
Just looking at her made me feel at ease.
The man smiled kindly, and his eyes turned red unconsciously.
Obviously on the battlefield, he would not hum even when he was in trouble, but every time he saw his daughter, he couldn't help but feel a sore nose.
What if I can't come back this time?
He hasn't found the right person to replace him and protect her.
Relying on this belief, he climbed out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood again and again, climbed to Zhou Ye's side, and then shouted as if nothing had happened.
Xiaoye, do you miss daddy?
"Okay, go in, don't keep your Majesty waiting too long."
Zhou Ye was silent, and the sky was dim. Looking up, the man's red eyes were still clearly visible.
She felt a strange emotion affecting her.
Although this feeling was unprecedented, it was... very good. She liked the man in front of her very much.
Out of his body's instinct, Zhou Ye spoke.
"Be careful, I'll wait for you to come back."
This sentence was what the original owner would instruct Zhou Xiong every time before he went on an expedition. A few simple words, but they soothed the hearts of both father and daughter.
It's like a promise, one must be safe in the palace, the other must be free from illness and disaster on the battlefield, both father and daughter must abide by it.
Zhou Xiong left, leaving behind a few words before leaving.
"My daughter has good taste and is getting along well with His Majesty."
As soon as these words were spoken, Zhou Ye knew it, and Hu Jun told Zhou Xiong his secret.
She didn't know Hu Jun's plan and didn't bother to think about it deeply.
After seeing off Zhou Xiong, he walked into the imperial study. The front hall was a bit cold. On the huge dragon chair, the man sat alone, without any expression.
Waiting for Zhou Ye to walk in, Hu Jun smiled slowly at her as if the ice and snow had melted.
"Come on, the phoenix robe is ready. I'll go and see it with you."
Unexpectedly, the speed was so fast. Zhou Ye originally thought it would take half a year to complete the phoenix robe on the drawing.
Hu Jun led her to the Yangxin Hall, walked around screens, passed through corridors, and finally stopped in front of a room.
There were only two of them here. Hu Jun pushed open the door himself. When the two doors were opened, a set of stunning and gorgeous phoenix robes hung directly opposite. The skirt was flowing out and the tail of the robe trailed to the ground for more than three feet, like a phoenix bird. Ling, colorful, luxurious and noble.
The complex patterns of golden phoenix spreading wings are all over the body of the phoenix robe, and the golden beads fall all over the sleeves, making a soft sound, like the low cry of a golden phoenix.
The large swaths of red are like burning flames. The golden phoenix raises its head and screams loudly, spreading its wings and flying. Countless golden and silver threads outline the noble bird, and each golden pearl is inlaid with the noble style of the mother.
He raised his head and continued to look up, and there was a complete set of phoenix crowns that matched the phoenix robes.
(End of chapter)