The dark red and heavy city gate was wide open, and a girl like a flower and jade walked out, only to see that she was wearing a phoenix hairpin, wearing a water-blue muslin skirt, her skin was like congealed fat, and her waist was as slender as a wicker. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info such a wonderful person is not Princess Ji Rui! At this time, she was twisting her handkerchief, looking around for the figure of the diviner, her expression seemed to be disgusted and happy. I just searched for a while, but I didn't find the person I was thinking about in my heart, so I couldn't help but be a little anxious, so I simply stepped on the city wall made of bluestone and looked again.

"Qingyue didn't say that Bu'er arrived here early, why didn't he see where the people were!" The princess was a little anxious. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, as if she had found something, and she raised her arm and pointed under the city gate,

"Qingyue, isn't that person Baizhuo?" The approaching Baizhuo was ecstatic.

Soon, Ji Rui hesitated, she didn't see the son she thought about day and night.

Didn't you say that the two of them were together? Why is there only one Baizhuo, where did Bu'er go?

"Princess, it's Lord Baizhuo, but, why is he alone, His Royal Highness the Prince?"

Qingyue's problem is also Princess Ji Rui's problem.

Over the years, Bai Zhuo has only gone back and forth once or twice, but Bai Zhuo has not brought back a piece of paper and a drawing of divination to show them, and can only send some messages verbally.

Ji Rui sneered and snorted, it was ridiculous to say that his own son, he didn't know him, he only knew his subordinates.

And she remembered that the culprit of all this was the man's father, and her heart pierced the barbs of the heart.

After so many years, those scars still hurt inadvertently.

Stretching out her hand to caress her heart, Princess Ji Ying was inevitably upset.

Looking at the bustle and bustle of the city, as before, the people on the street, even more because of the arrival of their father, were enthusiastic, and they all knelt on both sides of the street and saluted, shouting loudly:

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live."

The surrounding voices could not be expelled, and Ji Rui's heart swelled with uneasiness.

Ji Rui was thinking wildly, Bai Zhuo moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached the foot of the city gate and jumped up lightly.

Baizhuo went to Princess Ji Rui first, told his master what he meant, and then asked Princess Ji Rui to inform the emperor.

Looking at the son who was walking away step by step, Bai Zhuo touched the talisman that was already covered in his sleeve.

recalled what the master had told him before leaving, but he subconsciously refused to carry it out, and he didn't mention it to Princess Ji Ying.

Even if one of them is the emperor and the other is the biological mother of the master, they still can't compare to the master's position in their hearts.

It is a bit fantastical to let Baizhuo bet on the master's life in exchange for them.

Emperor Xiaoxian's bright yellow silk is embroidered with nine clear golden dragon patterns, complete limbs and claws, and auspicious clouds and jade are embroidered in the middle.

Seeing that his daughter wanted to speak and stopped, Emperor Xiaoxian turned around and continued to watch the scene downstairs of the city, the country and the people, and the people living and working in peace and contentment.

After listening to her daughter's soft words, her face changed, and she looked into the distance silently for a long time, but she didn't say anything after all.

When Ji Ying walked over, her heart fluctuated.

Since I came back eight years ago, maybe my heart is weak, maybe I feel guilty, every time I see my father, my first reaction is to escape.

When Ji Rui thought that her father would lose her temper, her father just glanced at her, and there was disappointment in his eyes.

Seeing his father's eyes, Ji Ying was even more sad, in fact, he didn't want to be so cowardly, every time he saw his father who was not angry and arrogant, Ji Rui felt a sense of oppression.

Emperor Xiaoxian was very disappointed, his proud and domineering daughter has now been smoothed out by the years, and she no longer has the original spirit.

If the daughter had the courage of a nephew, how could she run away from the palace and give birth to a son in the end, and end up being abandoned and fleeing from her husband's house.

After divination and Baizhuo separated, he looked back at the gilded plaque hanging high above the city gate, on which the dragon flew and the phoenix danced with the two big characters "Fengdu".

Without hesitation, he turned around and entered the nearby mountainside that was leafy and the ground was densely covered with various weeds.

The jungle was frighteningly quiet, and the divination stared vigilantly around, walking lightly on the uneven, thorny mountain road.

After walking for a distance, I quickly felt that there was a distinct sound of breathing not far from me.

The divination changed directions, and walked ten meters away from those people.

And where he passed, some subtle white dust floated silently, and flew into the noses of those who were ready to attack behind them with the autumn wind.

The feet were getting faster and faster, and the divination that had been walking forward suddenly heard the sound of 'squirping' from behind.

When he turned around, an old man with an unassuming appearance burst out of the grass.

He was unkempt and toothless, with a slightly hunched back, and his clothes were even covered with leaves and weeds.

The person who came was violent, and without saying a word, he directly stretched out his palm and hit the chest of the divination.

The divination suddenly tilted to the right, avoiding the old man's sneak attack on his chest and his heart.

After avoiding the divination, he looked at the old man, thinking in his heart that this old man was not very good-looking, but his cultivation was good.

I don't know if it's because he looks like a person at three points and a ghost at seven points, so he doesn't like to go out, and he is actually an eighth-level god!

I have been cultivating hard for eight years, and I am not yet at the eighth level, so I am in a catastrophe today!

The old man didn't give the divination room to imagine, so he jumped up directly and pounced towards the divination, this time the target was the eye of the divination.

Seeing the old man's ruthless methods, he said that it was a lie not to worry, he couldn't beat others, and he couldn't escape, so he could only do it.

"Hey, black-faced old man, did I rob your wife, or insult your daughter, you are going to do this."

The divination riskily avoided the old man who had beaten the red eye, wronged or not, he came back just now, and he didn't offend anyone, let alone offend him.

This person is too conspicuous, and if he offends such a person, it is impossible not to remember.

"Hmph, a hard-spoken child, you dare to ask if you do something hurtful." Ling San, who was called a black-faced old man by the divination, roared angrily and entangled him again.

"You're not sick, I've only been here for a moment, what can I do?" I haven't done divination, so I don't give people a black cauldron.

"Sissy, it's a shame for a man, and she still smokes a woman's incense!"

Ling San said while fighting, but he just went out, and when he came home, he saw his tiger king, who had been raised for more than ten years, lying on the ground scarred.

And he was so angry that he only saw the figure of that person passing by, embroidered with a fiery red lotus flower on his shawl, who else could he be?

The divination listened to the old man's words, and there was no superfluous reaction, since he was a child, he heard this kind of words more than once.

Later, after following the master, no one dared to say that he was not in person, but there was a lot of gossip behind his back.

"I'm not powerful, what are you going to do with me? My sissy is hindering you for something, this is given by my parents, I am proud to have such capital, even if you want to become like me, you can only be like this in this life, because you have no hope!"

After divination and scolding, he wanted to run, and if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to get benefits, but how could Ling San be such a good person.