His Overlord Omega

After hearing this, Zhang Han blushed again.

"Today, not tonight, tomorrow I have to get up early to greet the empress." Zhang Han said.

Song Yang caressed Zhang Hanguang|Jie's slender waist with his big hands, and said in a nasal voice, "It's okay, you don't have to go if you don't want to."

"It's not good. When you come to this world, you still have to follow the rules of this world." Zhang Han said.

Song Yang pinched Zhang Han's nose and said with a smile, "My wife is getting more and more sensible."

Zhang Han: "..." Could it be that I was not sensible before?

Song Yang took Zhang Han's hand, "Go, go downstairs."

Zhang Han: "Why?"

Song Yang: "I'll go cook for you."

Zhang Han smirked, he wondered why Song Yang was so down-to-earth, he just said it casually, but he was really thinking about cooking for himself.

"No need, you are already tired enough to go to court and correct official documents during the day, and let you cook, what do you mean?" Zhang Han said.

"And, and I used to make costume dramas. When I played the emperor, the concubines watched the small kitchen and cooked for me. How can I let you, the emperor, cook for my concubine?"

Song Yang became interested after hearing this: "Who said the emperor can't cook for his concubines? They don't cook for their concubines because they don't love them deeply enough. I will cook for you today with my own hands. How about being the first emperor of all time?"

"Okay." Zhang Han didn't decline any more, he was thinking about finding a historian to record this incident, so that Song Yang could make a name in history, and establish a good man's image with those pig-hoofed emperors in history. benchmark.

Later, I thought about it again, they were just in a virtual world, and they hadn't really traveled through time, so I had to give up this idea.

For dinner, Song Yang made four dishes and one soup himself. As usual, Zhang Han ate until his stomach was round, and he burped in satisfaction.

Zhang Han thought, if he could eat Song Yang's own cooking every day, or even every meal, that would be great.

It's a pity that this wish is a little unrealistic. After all, Song Yang is going to be the emperor, so how could he be as idle as himself.

At night, Song Yang slept on the fifth floor with Zhang Han.

It is said that the moon on the fifteenth day is sixteen round. Zhang Han lay in Song Yang's arms, looking at the golden full moon outside the window, and felt that no one in the world would be happier than himself.

As an ancient concubine, he doesn't have to do anything, just drink tea, play with birds, and accompany the emperor every day, so that he can live a life of luxury.

More importantly, this emperor is still a loyal dog, the kind that will never change his mind.

"What are you thinking about?" Song Yang asked with his eyes closed, stroking the loose long hair of the man in his arms.

"Ah!" Zhang Han sighed, "I have lived a life that many women dream of."

"Little fool" Song Yang was amused by him, "Is that why you want to be a woman?"

"Bah..." Zhang Han blushed, "I'm just making an analogy, do you understand the analogy?"

Song Yang: "Okay, okay, everything my wife says is right." After speaking, he kissed Zhang Han's forehead lightly.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, it was cold at night, even though he was covered with a quilt, Zhang Han couldn't help shivering.

He didn't bother to ask someone to bring the quilt, so he simply curled up into a ball and snuggled tightly into Song Yang's arms.

Song Yang's body was warm like a small stove, as long as Zhang Han hugged him, he wouldn't feel the cold anymore.What's more, Song Yang still has a faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, which makes people feel very comfortable.

In this world, because there are a large number of Omega in the emperor's harem, there are pheromone inhibitors in this world. According to the usual practice, everyone must use a certain amount of inhibitors every month, so that it can be effective. Prevent the occurrence of incidents that disrupt public order and good customs.

In the early morning of the next day, when Zhang Han slowly woke up, Song Yang had already left. It seemed that he should have gone to court.

After Zhang Han put on his clothes, he realized that the porridge and breakfast were placed on the table. The porridge and breakfast were still steaming. As soon as Zhang Han tasted it, he knew that Song Yang cooked the porridge himself.

It's nothing more than early, but it takes a lot of effort to make porridge. Zhang Han drank the porridge that Song Yang cooked himself. The porridge was obviously delicious, but Zhang Han couldn't tell what it was like. , it seems to have taken up a little bit.

Song Yang has to deal with a lot of government affairs during the day, and he still thinks about making breakfast for himself. Even if Song Yang doesn't make it for himself, the small kitchen will definitely prepare it and send it to him.

Zhang Han sighed, he still owed Song Yang too much love.

Zhang Han was wearing a white gown today, and the nurses said they would come to help him change his clothes and comb his hair, but Zhang Han turned them away one by one. Except for Song Yang, he doesn't want to have physical contact with anyone now.

Sitting on the sedan chair to the empress's palace, Zhang Han curiously asked the system what the empress's name was.

Only then did the system realize that he forgot about this, and quickly showed Zhang Han the identity of the empress:

Empress: Huifanara Zhaodi, 35 years old, has many great emperors, average family background, and a concubine.

Zhang Han was amused all of a sudden, thinking that the queen is obviously a man, so why did she marry a girl from the last century.In this world, there is no gender distinction, so why is there a patriarchal theory?

Zhang Han hadn't figured this out yet, the Hall of Volatility where the Empress Empress lived had already arrived.

Zhang Han got down from the sedan chair, still wondering how the empress's residence could be called the Hall of Volatility so unimaginably, when he looked up, the inscriptions on the doorposts on both sides of the hall came into view first.

Upper tie: Gray fertilizer will turn black when it volatilizes

Xiaque: Black chemical fertilizers will turn gray when they volatilize

The plaque in the middle: Hall of Volatility

Zhang Han: "..." Well, I think I understand.

Zhang Han entered the empress's volatile hall, and saw the empress with a phoenix crown and xiapei sitting in the center of the hall. It was just a man dressed up like this, and Zhang Han felt a little hot-eyed.

The seats on both sides, the ones closest to the empress, are respectively occupied by Concubine Gua and Concubine Ka, while the seats farther away from the empress are occupied by concubines with lower ranks that Zhang Han cannot name. .

The chair next to Concubine Coffee was empty, and now he was conferred the title of Concubine Fragrant, but his qualifications were not as high as Concubine Coffee, thinking that the seat must be reserved for him, after saluting to the Queen and others, Zhang Han sat on it.

The empress spoke, his face was full of smiles, and his voice was not at all like that of Concubine Gua and Concubine Coffee. One of his words was stinging, and the other was pretending to be malicious, but it gave people a particularly cordial feeling.Coupled with his very decent looking face, it always makes people feel a little better for nothing.

The empress said: "Today we all have a new brother. In the future, we all want to serve the emperor together. I hope everyone can live in harmony. Brothers and friends are respectful."

"The empress is very right. The courtiers and concubines will follow the instructions."

Zhang Han didn't understand anything, so he hummed along.But no matter how he heard it, he felt that the two words "brother" and "serve the emperor" were too awkward to put together, and it made people get goosebumps.

"Hey, I greeted the empress on the first day, so I dared to miss the time; after that, wouldn't I miss the time every day?" Concubine Gua's voice was sour, and the face of the awl was covered with thick powder.

Zhang Han didn't know how to answer him, and he didn't want to talk to him, so he simply didn't say a word.

"Concubine Gua, Concubine Xiang came late today because she is serving the Emperor, don't you often use this as an excuse not to come to pay my respects to me?"

Concubine Gua was not angry at all. Before he came to pay his respects to the queen today, he had already prepared the draft in advance. He firmly believed that the emperor will pay off those who have a heart, and God will definitely favor those who are prepared.Today's talk, even if one hits three, he will never lose!

The topic of Concubine Gua didn't know how to go back to the queen, so he simply jumped to the topic he had already prepared, and said quietly:

"The emperor doesn't want to see you, Empress Empress. It's not a day or two. On the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, even if it was out of etiquette, the emperor would always stay with you, Empress Empress. It seems that I heard that the emperor spent the night with Concubine Xiang?"

Hearing this, Huifa Nala Zhaodi's face darkened immediately, but this subtle change was fleeting, almost imperceptible.

Zhang Han: Heh, interesting, is this starting to provoke relations?

Concubine Coffee was the first to speak for the Empress, and said in a coquettish voice: "Concubine Gua, the Emperor and the Empress are a married couple, and they are deeply in love, how can you make unreasonable remarks?"

Concubine Gua laughed and said, "Yo, who am I supposed to be? It turns out that I am the concubine coffee who never sees the emperor a few times throughout the year. Why, what kind of benefits did the empress give you? Barking for him like a dog"

Concubine Coffee blushed from Concubine Gua's anger, and of course he was so choked that he couldn't speak.

Concubine Gua was overjoyed when she saw that she had easily beaten the Queen and Concubine Coffee to the point of being speechless with just a few tricks, so she pointed the finger at the third enemy, that little|bitch|person, fox|raccoon, Fragrant concubine who bewitches the Sacred Heart, Zhang Han.

He said in a strange tone: "Some people should not think that they can completely win over the Sacred Heart by just dancing, and they can rest easy from now on. Those who come out of a low|bitch's family will be a lifetime of low|bitch, even if they climb on the dragon bed, they will be a top one after all. Nothing on the table."

"It's just a novelty for the emperor. After a while, I'm afraid that even the emperor will not take a look at it." His tone of voice rose sharply.

Zhang Han, who was lying on the gun for no reason, looked confused: "..." Did I provoke you?

Zhang Han found that although the imperial concubine had no helpers, she was really first-rate in her verbal skills. He said a few words easily, and he knew what everyone cared about most. Like a knife, go to the place that everyone cares most about.Just one person can choke the queen and concubine coffee at the same time.

If he didn't know how kind Song Yang was to him, Zhang Han would have fallen for Concubine Gua, and he would have beaten him to a crushing defeat.

Zhang Han laughed, thinking, I still have to chatter with you here?He raised his eyebrows lightly, and asked quietly, "Really?"

Concubine Gua didn't expect that her offensive would not work, and was immediately stunned by Zhang Han's question.

Zhang Han got up and moved forward, pinching Concubine Gua's chin, which was like a knife and axe, forcing Concubine Gua, who was so angry that she couldn't stop shaking, to look directly at him. He sneered lightly:

"Compete with me, heh, you deserve it too?"

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