Chapter 18: The Sword of Shang Fang
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Xiao Zhuozi carefully held the two things to the extreme, and walked up to Zhou Dehai. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhou Dehai stretched out his hand, first took the small one, and raised his hand high above his head towards Mu Xinya, with the same respectful and careful face, it seems that Jin Pari bag is something very amazing-
Not seemingly, but indeed.
Yuan Xin has something to hand over to her, and in this sneaky way.
Mu Xinya couldn't guess what it would be, and she didn't plan to guess again, so she directly reached out and took it and opened Jinpa.
What she saw was a golden token! Her pupils shrank suddenly. The dragon pattern in relief and the heavy weight all show the supreme imperial power it symbolizes.
"Seeing this gold medal is like seeing the saint, Concubine Jin, please be sure to put this thing away. Zhou Dehai bent down and gave a big gift.
The weight of the token made Mu Xinya's heart sink with it, and the golden light pierced her eyes, and Mo Lan took the token from her hand. Even Mo Lan, a person who has seen strong winds and waves, when she first touched this dragon pattern token that holds the power of life and death, it is impossible to say that she is not a little shocked in her heart.
But what shocked her even more was still to come!
Zhou Dehai took another thing from Xiao Zhuozi's hand, which was obviously far larger than the previous token. The golden pa wrapped around it fell to the ground, revealing its true face of Lushan.
This isβa Shang Fang sword!
"It's ......"
Mu Xinya could no longer barely keep calm, her eyes showed a deep surprise and disbelief undisguised, looking straight at this incomparably precious sword, unable to say a word for a long time.
"The emperor has an order, Concubine Jin Helian clan, no matter when and where, if there is any worry about life, you can ignore the king's law, first cut the knife and then report, and I will forgive the innocence!"
Zhou Dehai pinched his throat and finished speaking word by word, "Poof" knelt on the ground, raised his hands high above his head, and respectfully presented the sword.
Mo Lan looked at him, and then looked at Mu Xinya, who was full of stunned faces, and pressed the waves in her heart with a long sigh of relief, and when she stepped forward to take the sword, she was stopped by an arm out of thin air.
"I'll do it myself. β
Mu Xinya blurted out, her eyes were shining, reflecting the sunlight and shining brightly, dazzling. The curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and the last note of the speech trembled slightly.
She bent down, the tulle skirt and the black hair tails behind her shoulders flowed down, and Zhou Dehai only felt a faint fragrance coming to his nose, and his hands were empty. When he stood up, Shang Fang's sword was already carefully rubbing in Mu Xinya's hand.
After a while, Zhou Dehai gestured to Shang Fang's sword with his eyes and asked, "Concubine Jin, in this way, you should understand, right?"
Hearing this, Mu Xinya's gaze moved away from the sword, and she subconsciously clenched the cold sword body, and she couldn't tell whether she was sad or happy on her face.
Of course she understands what Zhou Dehai wants her to understand, but what he doesn't know is that even if she understands, what's the use?
These two things are indeed precious and hard to find in the world, and they are like a tiger for her who is eager for revenge now. And regardless of these, she is just a concubine, let alone getting both, just being able to see their true faces is a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes.
However, Mu Xinya didn't think it was much of a blessing.
After all, once upon a time in the post house, there was also a person who handed her a sword by her bedside -
The green sword is handed down, and seeing this sword is like seeing this king.
"Niangniang, Concubine Jinniang?" Seeing that she didn't squeak for a long time, Zhou Dehai called her several times, but still didn't get a response from her.
Seeing this, Mo Lan hurriedly hid her face and coughed a few times, and secretly clubbed Mu Xinya's waist with her elbow.
The force from her waist made Mu Xinya suddenly come back to her senses from her thoughts. As soon as she looked up, the three people who were staring at her carefully came into view, and she immediately regretted it, and she bit her lower lip with her teeth.
She remembered that man at such a time!
Zhou Dehai noticed her abnormality and felt strange in his heart, but he was a slave at first, so he couldn't ask more about his master, so he could only ask euphemistically: "Concubine Jin, what's wrong with you?" He secretly guessed: Concubine Jin is not missing the emperor, right?
At this time, Mu Xinya quickly regained her composure, shook her head, and smiled crampedly, "I'm fine, and I ask my father-in-law to thank the emperor on behalf of the palace when he goes back later." This palace will definitely protect itself well, and it will be annoying to work for my father-in-law. β
After speaking, she glanced at Mo Lan, who immediately understood, stepped forward, took out two ingots from the cuffs and stuffed them to Zhou Dehai, and then stuffed another ingots to Xiao Zhuozi, and said, "I'm tired of my father-in-law." β
Concubine Jin is really a person who can do things, much more sensible than that Rou Concubine. The folds on Zhou Dehai's face smiled deeper, and he didn't shirk it, and after accepting the ingots, he gave a big gift, "Concubine Jin, don't say goodbye." β
"There will be a period later. Mu Xinya pursed her lips and smiled, the delicate Shang Fang sword in her hand reflected a brilliant cold glow in the sun.
After going back, the crowd had dispersed, and only Leling was left looking at the door, waiting for them to come back. Mu Xinya walked in quickly with her footsteps, and immediately ordered Mo Lan to close the doors and windows, and Le Ling followed in shock, telling her the cruel words that Zhao Yuling had put after they left.
"Miss, the eldest lady must be ruthless. Le Ling's eyebrows were full of worry.
Mu Xinya walked directly into the inner room and sat down, slammed the table, and said with a cold smile: "I can't ask for it!"
"Huh?" For her self-xin, Le Ling, who was originally worried, was confused, turned her head to look at Mo Lan who followed her, saw that she was bulging in her arms, and asked curiously: "Auntie, what is hidden in your clothes?"
Mo Lan glanced up at her and motioned for her to shut up.
Le Ling was even more curious, but then, Mu Xinya's voice sounded, "Mo Lan, take out the things." β
The eyes of the two looked at her in unison, and Mo Lan answered, and slowly took out the two treasures in his arms and put them on the table-the death-free token, Shang Fang's sword.
One thing can protect oneself, and one thing can kill the enemy.
"This is?!"
Le Ling's eyes widened, and as soon as she exclaimed, Mo Lan's gaze came straight again, so frightened that she hurriedly covered her mouth and swallowed the unfinished words back into her stomach. Mo Lan retracted her gaze and asked softly, "Niangniang, what should I do with them?"
Mu Xinya narrowed her eyes slightly, and only said simply, "Give me the token, hide the sword." β
"Yes. Mo Lan handed her the token, then carefully looked around the room, and finally found a more hidden place, picked up the Shang Fang sword on the table and walked over.
Le Ling looked at Mo Lan's back, her eyes rolled, she came to Mu Xinya's side, and whispered and asked, "Miss, what kind of sword is that?"
Mo Lan will scold her, but Miss will not!
Of course, Mu Xinya didn't blame Le Ling, touching the embossed dragon pattern on the token, a sneer appeared on her lips, "That's the sword that took the heads of Mu Chengtian and Zhao Yuling." β
Le Ling was taken aback and blurted out, "Is Miss going to kill someone? Isn't this a crime?"
Although the young lady is now Concubine Jin, the Son of Heaven has broken the law and is still guilty of the same crime as the common people.
Mu Xinya's gaze fell on Mo Lan, who was hiding the sword, a sharp line crossed her eyes, and she chuckled disdainfully, and the words she said made Le Ling's heart tremble.
"With Shang Fang's sword in hand, I am the Fa!"
Now, she wishes that Zhao Yuling would do it quickly, so as not to waste everyone's time!
The Royal Palace, Baicui Palace.
Baozhu ran in from the outside with light steps, closed the door, and his eyebrows were dyed with joy, "Niangniang, the slave maid has great news!"
At this time, Mu Luorou was sitting in front of the rhombic mirror admiring her flower and moon appearance, holding an eyebrow pencil in her hand, and carefully drawing delicate willow eyebrows. didn't look at her squarely, only arrogantly spat out a sentence from the red lips: "What news?"
"The emperor sent Zhou Dehai to the Prime Minister's Mansion to issue an order, as long as there is no permission from him for a day, Concubine Jin is not allowed to return to the palace without authorization!"
"Oh?" Hearing this, Mu Luorou's face finally turned a little color, and the hand holding the eyebrow pencil stopped in mid-air, frowning, "Are you sure the emperor really won't allow her to come back?" she expressed doubts about Baozhu's words.
Seeing her frowning, Baozhu was not very happy, and hurriedly nodded and agreed: "It's true, Niangniang, this matter has spread in the palace, and now the palace maids and eunuchs are all talking about Concubine Jin's whereabouts to recuperate, and it is clear that she is gone forever, and she has been beaten into the cold palace in disguise!"
Seeing that her eyebrows were dancing, not like a fake, Mu Luorou believed it, and her wrinkled eyebrows gradually stretched.
After thinking about it carefully, she blurted out: "In this way, as long as the emperor does not summon her for a day, won't Concubine Jin have to stay outside the palace for a long time?
After saying this, Mu Luorou unconsciously bent the corners of her lips, and her eyebrows were dyed with a little joy.
The third brother didn't see her, does it mean that he is no longer interested in her?
From now on, in terms of grace, who else in the harem can compare to her?
The third brother is finally her alone.
What Niangniang said is extremely true, Niangniang finally doesn't have to see Mu Xinya's little slut anymore! No matter what bullshit Helian is, Niangniang is the rightful heir. The eldest lady is a small and humble concubine, and she doesn't want to run to compete with her mother for favor, she is simply looking for death, and now she is finally rejected by the emperor and has become a laughing stock!"
Baozhu followed her with pleasure, and her words became more and more vicious, as if Helian Xinya was inferior to her slave. Mu Luorou was even more overjoyed when she heard this. The master and servant were all full of welcome, and those who didn't know saw it, and thought that there was some great joy in Baicui Palace.
But soon, Mu Luorou's joy was extinguished from head to toe by a basin of cold water.
"Hehe, I haven't seen you for a day, my mother is in good spirits today. β
Takegen's elusive voice suddenly sounded behind them.
Bamboo roots?
How did he come back again!
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