On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

"Your Majesty is the ruler of the world and the mistress of the family. The money in the family is naturally your Majesty's money. Whatever amount Your Majesty desires, I will naturally deliver it on time."

After saying this, Zhang Li picked up the teapot and tested it with her hand. Feeling that it was a little cold, she said to Murong Yan, "Your Majesty, the tea is cold. I will go get you another pot."

Murong Yan was very happy with Zhang Li's understanding.

now it's right.

We must distinguish who is Lin Zhen’s legal wife and who is the real master of the Lin family.

Murong Yan smiled and said, "Why should we get involved in such a trivial matter? Musk Moon! Hurry up and change the boiling tea."

"Yes."

Musk Moon responded from the side, walked in with a new teapot, and took away the cold teapot.

Murong Yan was very happy, not only because she would get more dividends, but also because Zhang Li was very loyal to her.

Although this loyalty is based on Lin Zhen.

But so what? Being loyal to Lin Zhen is being loyal to yourself.

Murong Yan still had that smile on her face: "Haha, I know that the expenses at home are high and there are many difficulties, but I need this money, so I need you to explain it clearly to the sisters when you go back."

Zhang Li bowed and said, "Your Majesty, you are too polite. The money in our house is your Majesty's money. I will send someone to deliver it to you as much as you want. Why do you need to explain to them?"

sensible.

Much better than the stingy Lin Zhen.

When he first opened the casino, he was clearly making hundreds of thousands a month, but he was only willing to give me ten thousand.

Now he is reluctant to pay when asked for some money, and his stinginess is written all over his face.

Murong Yan affectionately grasped Zhang Li's hand, squeezed it, and said with a smile, "Li'er is the most sensible. I don't have any property in the palace, so if I want to buy something, I can only use the money at home. Moreover, my small treasury has been exposed to the public, and the ministers think that the money I can't spend can be used to give out benefits. Alas, making money is difficult, and being an emperor is even more difficult."

"I understand your majesty's difficulties."

"Great, let's go and take a bath with me."

"Ah...as you wish."

Zhang Li was a little confused.

Why are you taking a shower right away?

But what Murong Yan said was the imperial decree, she didn't dare to disobey, so she could only stand up and follow Murong Yan.

Murong Yan moved lightly with a graceful figure. She slowly stood up and took Zhang Li's hand elegantly. The two of them walked to the bathroom together.

......

I won’t go into the details of the bath, as I’m not allowed to talk about the main point.

In the bathroom, the air is filled with mist, like a layer of gauze gently covering every inch of the space, giving everything in the room a hazy and mysterious beauty.

A huge mirror stood in the middle, its surface as smooth as an ice lake, reflecting Murong Yan's figure that looked like a work of art.

Murong Yan had just finished bathing, her skin glowing with a warm luster, as delicate as mutton-fat jade, and as tender and juicy as the petals that had just bloomed in spring.

Her figure is slender and graceful, and every line is smooth and natural, as if it is a masterpiece carefully carved by God, exuding an innate nobility and wildness.

At this moment, she stood quietly in front of the mirror, staring at herself in the mirror, her eyes revealing confidence and pride, as if everything in the world was under her control.

The determination in that gaze reminds people of the phoenix soaring in the sky, going through fire and water but never giving up.

On the side, Musk Moon had been waiting respectfully, holding a brand new black phoenix robe in her hands. The phoenix robe was like the thickest ink in the night sky, so deep that it made people intoxicated, and seemed to contain endless mysterious power, waiting for its master to awaken it.

On the robe, the phoenix embroidered with gold thread is lifelike, and each wing seems to be infused with the spirit of life.

They either stretch their wings as if to fly, as if to break through the clouds and embrace the endless blue sky; or they fold their wings slightly, as if to accumulate strength, ready to give the enemy a fatal blow at any time.

The phoenix's eyes, carefully inlaid with black pearls, are as deep as an endless abyss, cold and majestic, as if just a glance can penetrate all the vanity in the world and strike people's hearts.

The collar and cuffs are all wrapped with fine gold threads, woven into intricate and gorgeous patterns. Those patterns are like ancient totems, carrying the weight and glory of history, telling the rise and fall of dynasties. Every stitch and every thread embodies the craftsman's hard work and wisdom, and highlights the royal dignity and luxury.

Look at the fifty-meter-long tail, layer upon layer, very thick, lying quietly on the ground, waiting for the moment to take off.

The train is embroidered with exquisite cloud and flame patterns. The cloud patterns are of various shapes, soft and flowing, as if flowing slowly, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace.

Some are like the light clouds under the feet of fairies dancing, agile and changeable.

The flame pattern is embroidered with a special red silk thread. This thread collects the juice of thousands of flowers, mixes it with the magma from the crater, and is then hammered through for months. It flickers faintly in the light, as if the karmic fire is still burning, scorching the world and emitting a hot and wild breath.

The golden phoenixes embroidered on the edge of the tail are connected head to tail, stretching endlessly. Some of them stretch their necks and cry loudly, announcing the return of the king; some spread their wings and flutter, showing their invincible dominance, constantly reminding the world that this is the symbol of glory belonging to the king.

Murong Yan admired her own body for a moment, then turned her gaze to Zhang Li beside her and said softly, "Help me put on my clothes."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Li immediately responded, took a step forward, and carefully took the black phoenix robe with both hands.

She first gently lifted the upper part of the phoenix robe and slowly put it on Murong Yan. Her movements were gentle and skillful, for fear of accidentally wrinkling this precious garment.

Every subtle movement was filled with respect and submission to Murong Yan.

Then she squatted down again and carefully straightened the hem of the phoenix robe to ensure that the gorgeous pattern was perfectly displayed.

Then she stood up, held the long train with both hands, her eyes full of admiration and envy, and gently spread out the train.

The tail dragged slowly on the ground, making a slight rustling sound, as if whispering the supremacy of imperial power.

After putting on the phoenix robe, Zhang Li turned around and took the tray from Musk Moon.

And the tray has a beautiful phoenix crown.

This phoenix crown is a rare treasure. The main body made of pure gold shines with dazzling light, as if all the light of the sun is gathered here.

On the phoenix crown, there are carvings of phoenixes in various shapes, some of which are flapping their wings as if ready to fly; some are perched on branches.

In the center of the phoenix crown, there is an extremely large ruby, which is so dazzling and eye-catching. It is surrounded by circles of tiny gems, like stars surrounding the moon. As Murong Yan moves, it sways gently, reflecting colorful light, dazzling the eyes.

On both sides of the phoenix crown, the hanging bead curtains are made of crystals and pearls. The crystals are clear and transparent, and the pearls are round and smooth, exuding a warm luster. The bead curtains are of different lengths and sway gently when walking. They can just cover part of Murong Yan's face, adding a bit of mystery, without hindering her vision, showing the ingenuity.

"Your Majesty, this phoenix crown is too precious. I dare not presumptuously wear it. You should wear it yourself."

"No, you wear it. Being able to wear the Phoenix Coronet for me is an honor I give you."

"Yes."

Zhang Li held the phoenix crown in both hands, stood on tiptoe slightly, and gently placed it on Murong Yan's head.

In an instant, Murong Yan seemed to be enveloped by a sacred halo, radiating light. The aura of a king became stronger and stronger, as if it could make the whole world submit to it.

She looked at herself in the mirror again. The phoenix crown, phoenix robe, and train were perfectly integrated. She was the most noble and domineering existence in the world, the king who was about to dominate the world.