The attendant replied, "Before the First Holy Emperor abdicated, he arranged a dinner for the Holy Emperor and his close ministers. Your Excellency is already waiting in the Imperial Hall at this time, just waiting for the Holy One to come in person. ”

Feng Yiluan: "......"

I don't want to let myself stop all day, it's really full......

She nodded, and immediately four internal supervisors flew over with the flying feather sedan chair and asked her to get into the sedan chair.

Feng Yiluan asked at this time: "Whose idea is this flying sedan chair, I haven't seen this thing in the palace before." ”

One of the inner supervisors replied: "In the previous dynasty, the palace had been using such a flying feather sedan chair in the early years, until the first holy emperor came to the dynasty, and thought this sedan chair was too troublesome, so it was almost useless, but a few days ago, the first holy emperor asked the minions to create a new one for the saint, saying that the saint should be able to use it." ”

Feng Yiluan thought to himself, Uncle Yaozheng, this is really ......

She waved her hand and said, "I can fly myself, and every time I go out and walk a few steps, I have to toss a group of people, it's too troublesome, you go down and rest." ”

After speaking, she flew low in the air, but she didn't fly far, and flew back in a circle, and asked the attendant with an innocent face: "Which direction is the Yuzhen Hall you are talking about~~? The palace is too big and I don't know the way......"

When she arrived at the Yuzhen Palace, she saw Baili Burning Mountain, Zuoqiu Zaicun, and the former Lord Xiahou and so on, and there were more than a dozen people she was not very familiar with, but she had also seen them a few days ago; Uncle Yao Zheng had given her a detailed explanation, so she knew the situation of these ministers.

When Feng Yiluan saw these ministers, she understood the purpose of Yao Zheng arranging this small-scale dinner for her ministers, and she didn't have to think about it, she definitely hoped that she could communicate more with these ministers and at the same time gather the hearts of her ministers.

So Feng Yiluan did not go around the corner, and talked about the affairs of the court and politics with more than a dozen ministers, and the monarchs and ministers talked very happily, until the end of the time, the inner servants sent the ministers out of the palace, and Feng Yiluan returned to his bedroom.

If the tedious rituals during the day made Feng Yiluan feel tired, and the dinner in the evening talked about specific government affairs, but it made her feel a lot more energetic, after returning to the dormitory, she took out the sword of Tianlai Mingluan, and practiced the sword moves in the courtyard for half an hour, and then went back to rest.

By the next day, Feng Yiluan still hadn't been able to fully enter the state, and he still hadn't been able to fully accept the fact that he was the Holy Emperor.

When she got up in the morning, she was very reluctant to be surrounded by maids, freshened up, and then sent to the court, where the audience played all kinds of political affairs, and the amount of information was so great that her head swelled when she heard it. Fortunately, in the New Emperor's Dynasty, there is nothing major in the Quartet, more of them are reporting some of the current situation, as long as she knows.

After going down, Feng Yiluan finally had time to look for his uncle Yaozheng, but after looking around the palace, he couldn't find it.

She had to find Lord Frost Night, only to know that Yao Zheng was at the bottom of the prison at this time, making final preparations for returning to the Demon Realm.

For a moment, Feng Yiluan suddenly felt a loss.

The Demon Lord Saint Emperor, who was once hated by countless people in the world, will soon leave this Changhe Continent, she remembers that Yao Zheng said a few days ago that after she successfully takes over the throne, in three days, he will return to the Demon Realm with all the demon cultivators.

In other words, she has less than three days left to get along with her uncle Yao Zheng and her predecessors. In addition, I don't know if I can see the predecessors of the dust three buckets again before parting.

"My lord, take me to the prison. ”

Frost Night Shi Li said: "Venerable Yao Zheng has explained that in the past few days, the demonic energy at the bottom of the Heavenly Prison has been several times heavier than before, please don't approach the Holy One, just wait for them in the Yirui Pavilion." ”

"He~ when can he come?"

Then the minister sent someone to report it. ”

Feng Yiluan nodded and said to Frost Night, "My lord, I am suddenly very reluctant to let them go." ”

Frost Night was silent for a moment before saying: "The ministers are also reluctant, but in this world, there is always a parting, whether it is a loved one, a friend, or a monarch or minister...... There is always a time when fate ends. ”

Feng Yiluan smiled slightly and said, "Yes, there will always be a time when fate ends." And in this world, it will soon be as those tendons of the righteous path wish, and there will be no more demons from now on......"

She walked slowly to Yirui Pavilion with Frost Night, and after a while, her mother and master also came, and after half a pillar of incense, Yao Zheng appeared with Yan Rui and Dust Sandou.

Chen Sandou had already cultivated a complete solid body, standing on Yao Zheng's side, wearing a plain and slim black robe, and the Tunyun heavy sword was attached to his back, showing a heroic aura.

Feng Yiluan hadn't seen the predecessors of Dust Sandou for a long, long time, and Dust Sandou and Yan Rui were now both at the peak of the Seventh Rank realm, and they planned to wait until they went to the Demon Realm before breaking through to a higher realm, so that their strength would be more stable.

Seeing the three of them appear together, Feng Yiluan knew that this was probably to say goodbye.

She was about to be sad, but she only heard Chen Sandou grinning and said: "Xiao Luan'er, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect you to be stronger than me, you are already in the realm of robbing immortals, speaking of which, haven't you forgotten the sets of swordsmanship I taught you, right? Come on, let's walk a few rounds in the open space later, let me revisit those sets of swordsmanship in Shuhan before leaving this Changhe Continent, and also learn the style of Xiao Luan'er's sword moves!"

Chen Sandou was not familiar with Lan Zhi and Mo Pingyi, so he only spoke to Feng Yiluan when he opened his mouth.

Feng Yiluan couldn't feel sad all of a sudden, the senior was worthy of being an upright man, he only had cultivation in his heart, and nothing else, and parting seemed to be just as easy for him to go back to his own home......

Feng Yiluan smiled and said: "Okay, I will definitely use all those sets of swordsmanship later, and ask my seniors for advice!"

Dust Sandou smiled happily: "It's easy to say, haha!"

Yan Rui glanced at Chen Sandou: "You fool, you only know how to compete with swords, and now we are about to leave this world, and you are restless to sit down and talk to Luan'er and them a few more words, even if you still have to compete with swords?"

Chen Sandou said: "Speak, what do you do with sorrow, comparing swords is also a way to communicate, in the past few years, Xiao Luan'er and I used swords to communicate, Luan'er, are you right?"

"Hmm. Senior Chen is right," Feng Yiluan nodded.

Yao Zheng shouted at Chen Sandou and rushed to speak in front of him, seemingly unimpressed. In Yao Zheng's eyes, Dust Sandou is an upright junior little devil, that's right, Yao Zheng is a 10,000-year-old demon, and Dust Sandou is just a thousand-year-old devil in front of him, it is the relationship between seniors and juniors, in addition, Yao Zheng also likes Dust Sandou's uprightness, so he doesn't mind his arrogant words and smiles.

After the dust Sandou and Feng Yiluan made an appointment to compete with the sword, Yao Zheng beckoned a few people to sit down, but the frosty night attendant stood on the side.

Yao Zheng first looked at Feng Yiluan, with a meaningful smile on his face, and asked, "Luan'er, how does it feel to be on the throne of the emperor?"

Feng Yiluan said bluntly: "It doesn't feel good, I feel completely deceived by you, uncle." ”

"Hahaha!" Yao Zheng didn't say anything, and laughed on his back.

Chen Sandou said casually: "If you don't like it, it's not appropriate, while Venerable Yao Zheng hasn't left yet, let him find another person to pick up this son." ”

Feng Yiluan glanced at his master, then shook his head and said, "No, although I don't like this feeling of being in a high position and being involuntarily self-conscious, I will work hard to adapt and learn to govern the government, and I will try my best to treat this Holy Emperor as a good one, and I will definitely live up to the people of the world." ”

"Luan'er, you are duplicitous. Dust Sandou teased.

"Nope. I just can't experience and can't enjoy the pleasure of imperial power, but I'm still willing to take on the responsibility of the world and do what I need to do seriously. If anyone says that being an emperor is an easy and happy thing and can have endless enjoyment, then he must be a faint king. ”

Mo Pingyi nodded and smiled: "With Luan'er's words, I think everyone in the world can rest assured." ”