Quick Wear: The yandere boss held me in his arms and kissed me

Chapter 324 The Patron Saint of the Empire 3
Jinqian stood at the front of the fighter jet, wearing silver-white armor and a golden robe behind her.

The silver hair, which symbolized the guardian, was tied into a high ponytail and fluttered wildly in the wind.The golden robe is like the waves of the blue sea, rolling softly and rhythmically again and again, as if dancing with the wind.

She held a large crystal clear purple sword in her hand. The sword was on the ground, and Jin Qian put the sword in her palm as if she was holding a crutch.

Jin Qian stood in the air and looked down at the crowd on the ground, like the incarnation of the God of War.

There is a square in the center of the basket, and above the square is a large mobile garden made of floating stones.

There are huge mobile screens on both sides of the mobile garden, specially for people on the ground to watch the scenes in the garden.

When the Sri Rand Empire has any important events or important conversations to talk about, it will choose this place.

At this time, a middle-aged man slowly appeared on the screen, and the people below stopped shouting at Jin Qian, but quickly changed their words and knelt down to salute.

"Greetings to the sun of the Sri Lankan Empire, glory be with you."

"Greetings to the sun of the Sri Lankan Empire, glory be with you."

"Greetings to the sun of the Sri Lankan Empire, glory be with you."

That's right, the person reflected on the screen is none other than the emperor of the Sri Rand Empire, Emperor Shengyang, Sri Rand Costa.

He has brilliant blond hair and emerald green eyes, and even though he is over thirty, he looks young.Therefore, there are countless women in Sri Rand trying to become the harem of this man who is both beautiful and powerful.

He waved his hands enthusiastically, and finally delivered a speech.

"Dear citizens, the most hardworking and simple people in Sri Rand! Thank you for gathering in this beautiful imperial capital!!"

"Today, under the warm wind of spring, we will welcome the bravest hero of Sri Rand in this beautiful imperial capital!"

"Behold, flying on that day is our Sri Rand flag, the emblem of our glory! Victory be with us forever!"

Amid the applause and cheers of the people, Jin Qian silently put on the silver-white mask to cover her face.

Lan He said with some regret: "General, are you going to wear a mask this time?"

Jinqian looked at the emperor in the audience who kept making impassioned speeches, a trace of disgust flashed across her face, but she calmed down immediately.

"Ah."

"Ha... the battle was over a few months ago, and I could have come back quietly, so I have to do some publicity..."

"And then do this return ceremony... It's really superfluous."

"If I can't come, I don't even want to come."

Lan He could see that Jinqian was getting impatient, so he quickly calmed her down and said, "Oh, General, there is no other way, after all, it is the emperor's order... besides, today's event can also improve your reputation, and you can Isn’t it good to deter other countries.”

Jinqian responded indifferently.

"Okay, I should go down."

After finishing speaking, she threw the sword into Lan He's arms, then threw off the cloak with one hand, walked down the stairs step by step, and walked into the hanging garden.

Seeing Jin Qian coming down, Emperor Shengyang had a hypocritical smirk on his face.

Fortunately, Jinqian was wearing a mask, otherwise her disgusted expression would have made Sri Lanka's headlines today.

(End of this chapter)