Ailang was just a joke, but when he saw Zhu Rong's appearance, his heart suddenly blew, and his hands holding Zhu Rong's waist couldn't help but tighten. Zhu Rong shouted softly, then said angrily: "Stop making trouble! If you don't get up again, you're going to be late!" Ailang laughed and said, "It seems like I'm going to go to work. Your husband, I don't have to go to work anymore!" As he said that, he kissed Zhu Rong's red lips. Zhu Rong said angrily: "Did you forget that you are going to host the poetry and prose conference today?" Ailang then remembered this matter, his face changed, and shouted, "Oh! I forgot all!" As he said that, he got up, putting on his clothes and pants in all his arms.

祝融看到艾朗这个样子,禁不住感到好笑,随即也从床榻上下来,捡起扔在地上的衣裤穿上.

Ailang put on his clothes and turned his head to see Zhu Rong as well. He was very surprised and said, "What are you doing in such a hurry?" Zhu Rong said, "I have heard of the Han poetry and prose conference for a long time, and I want to see it." Then he said, "Can't I go?" Ailang hugged Zhu Rong and kissed her proud red lips hard until she was so soft that she was in her arms that she let go. Zhu Rong looked at Ailang gasping for breath, looking dissatisfied.

Ailang liked Zhu Rong's stubborn and proud personality, and pinched her chin and said with a smile: "Since your Highness wants to go, then go with me." Zhu Rong left Ailang's arms, took out the queen's demeanor and said: "Don't talk nonsense, lead the way." Ailang felt itchy when he saw her like a queen. However, when he thought that it was too late, he quickly suppressed his thoughts and led Zhu Rong out of the bedroom, rode on his horse, and rushed to the palace.

Ailang led Zhu Rong, dressed in Southern Barbarian costumes to the gate of the palace and got off the horse. Several personal soldiers guarding the door immediately came up and held their mounts. The captain in charge of holding the door came forward and clasped his fists and said, "Have you seen the King of Qin, and Ma Yunlu!" Ailang asked, "Have you all been here?" "Return to the words of the King of Qin, all the talents, Chen Gong, Xu Shu, and General Ma Chao and General Ma Yunlu have all arrived."

艾朗点了点头,心中突然升起一个念头来,当即对那队长吩咐了一番.队长抱拳应诺,匆匆去了.

Zhu Rong looked at Ailang and asked in confusion: "Aren't you planning to attend the poetry and prose conference?" Ailang walked into the palace gate with Zhu Rong's slender hand, walked straight to the hall, and smiled and said, "It's not that you don't participate, but that you don't preside over it. There is no need for me to preside over this kind of thing myself! Just leave it to Lao Chen and Lao Xu! Sometimes, being an ordinary audience is also pretty good!" Zhu Rong couldn't help but think of his experience and nodded.

When Ailang held Zhu Rong's slender hand into the palace, Chen Gong was standing in the upper hand to announce the auspicious time, and the poetry and prose conference officially began, and the competition process and rules were announced. Ailang led Zhu Rong and sat down at the last position. Several talented men nearby saw Ailang leading Zhu Rong, and each showed a surprised expression. Then they noticed Zhu Rong's appearance and charm, and couldn't help but show a stunning expression. No wonder Zhu Rong is also a rare beauty in the world. Although her beauty alone is slightly inferior to Huang Yueying and the others, she also has a unique charm, which is the wild aura that is rare for Han women. Moreover, as the queen, she is born with a noble temperament, which makes many men unable to help but feel the urge to kneel in front of her for her to drive her when they see her.
Chapter completed!