The dragon clan does not interfere in the affairs of the court, this is just a statement. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info For example, His Majesty the Dragon Emperor will not personally go to the court to listen to the discussion of the hundred officials, but he will always leave a doppelganger to sit in the Jinluan Palace.

So, it's not that they can't participate in the government, it's that they don't want to.

When the power of possession is greater than the power given, no one will care about those things that seem to be beautiful but are actually cumbersome.

At this moment, the Torture Hall was facing the first time since the beginning of the dynasty that two dragons were present at the same time.

All the officials at the gate were shocked, and the white-haired old man at the head felt a little untenable. Which subordinate who is not long-eyed caught the wrong prisoner and alarmed the two most unprovoked dragons in the inner palace.

Needless to say, Huangfu Yan is the only dragon son who has been promoted to the "Dragon King" among the nine princes today, and he is the dragon prince in the minds of hundreds of officials, and his status is very high; And Feng Feijue himself has no status, but his mother concubine is the most popular among all the concubines of the Dragon Emperor, although he does not like to fight for power in the harem, but he is notoriously bad tempered and cannot be provoked.

These two also have one thing in common, they are both rare fire-type dragons.

The dragon clan mainly has three systems: water, thunder, and fire, among which the dragon of the water system has the most, and it swallows clouds and rain when turning into a dragon; The dragon of the thunder system is secondly, the lightning flashes and thunders when the dragon is turned into a dragon, and the dragon tribulation seen on the day of the sting is the calamity suffered by the thunder dragon; Fire dragons are the rarest, but their explosive power is the most terrifying.

The two princes stood in front of the door of the torture hall, like two raging fires, as if they would burn the entire torture hall to ashes at any time.

Huang Fuyan didn't wear a red robe today, but he was wearing a vermilion brocade robe with dragon pattern and gold edges, and with his handsome face with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his momentum was still compelling.

Feng Feijue was wearing a white brocade robe, a blood-red collar, slightly dark skin, and eyes that concealed firelight, although he also exuded dragon might, but compared with Huangfu Yan, he looked a little immature.

"Seventh brother, why are you here too?" Huangfu Yan raised his eyebrows and asked sideways.

Feng Fei was in a hurry, and he didn't notice Huangfu Yan's presence from a distance, and he was also a little surprised after his figure fell.

But he is extremely steady, even if Huang Fuyan asks, Feng Fei will definitely clasp his fists and salute first.

"Brother Huang, the Torture Hall has sealed the treasure I gave me, I want to ask for an explanation." Feng Feijue didn't glance at the officials of the torture hall when he spoke, but his voice was very thoughtful, and he could obviously hear the dissatisfaction.

"Oh?" Huang Fu Yan became interested, and said with a sneer to the people in the Torture Palace: "This king's purple gold order has also been confiscated by the Torture Palace, it seems that Lord Yan's authority is getting bigger and bigger!" ”

Lord Yan was referring to the old man with gray temples, the Shangshu of the Torture Palace, Yan Jianqiu. However, it is a little difficult for him to even stand firm now, and when he was chased and killed by the demon forces in the past, it was not as terrible as it is now.

Feng Fei was also surprised when he heard this. He thought that he was just a dragon and his status was not high, so the Torture Hall dared to seal the cloud belt without authorization. But the short-sighted torture hall even dares to offend the imperial brother, and the nature is different.

"But that's fine. Since Brother Lian Huang is here, I just have to wait and see what happens. Feng Fei thought to himself, he didn't expect that he and Huangfu Yan were going to save the same person.

"His Royal Highness King Yan, please ask Old Man Rong for clarification, and then give you an answer." Yan Jianqiu took half a step back, bowed down with difficulty, and spoke hoarse and low.

Huang Fuyan didn't answer, just stood there and closed his eyes, waiting for the result.

Yan Jianqiu turned around, his expression changed suddenly, and he looked at the group of subordinates at the door, and asked coldly: "Who took the purple gold order of His Royal Highness King Yan, and who sealed the treasures of His Royal Highness Feng, and stood up for me!" ”

The people present all lowered their heads and looked at each other, thinking in their hearts, who would not be so stupid and take the initiative to offend the prince in the inner palace.

At this moment, Shen Wuyi, who came in a hurry, stood in the far corner of the crowd. But he was already pale, and he wished he could just dig a hole and bury himself.

"Yes, yes, yes...... It's a lower official. Shen Wuxian squeezed out of the crowd and said tremblingly.

Yan Jianqiu glanced at Shen Wuyi, swept his gaze to the others, and said even more angrily: "There is another one!" Don't you dare admit that you've done something stupid! ”

The officials looked at their noses and noses, and bowed their heads in silence.

"Yes, it's also a subordinate official." This voice was as light as a mosquito and a fly, but it sounded particularly harsh in Yan Jianqiu's ears.

"What? You did both things? ”

"Yes, yes, the lower officials are confused, and the lower officials know that they are wrong." Shen Wuxian quickly knelt down and began to kowtow to admit his mistake.

"Bang!" With a bang, Yan Jianqiu kicked him fiercely, directly kicking Shen Wuxian down the stairs, and scolded angrily in his heart: "How can there be such a fool." ”

However, because he turned to face Huangfu Yan and Feng Feijue, his demeanor returned to humility, and he said softly: "Quickly explain the ins and outs of the matter to the two highnesses, otherwise your rotten tongue will be useless!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Shen Wuxian had already vomited out a small mouthful of blood when he was kicked by Yan Jianqiu, but he didn't dare to cry out for pain, nor did he dare to vomit blood, so he could only swallow it back desperately.

"His Royal Highness King Yan, here's how it ......"

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Chen Fan'er stayed in prison, thinking that he was a repeat offender, and thought that someone would come to interrogate him soon, but he shouted for a long time and no one agreed.

So she began to work on the straw floor, ready to study the grinding needle.

In the dark, the red lines on the ironstone actually shimmered, and not every thin line was glowing, and the combination was different from what you usually saw.

"Why is this combination of lines so familiar?" Chen Fan'er used his fingers to compare the recombined patterns of the lines, and after writing a few times, he found that this pattern was a demon text!

That's right, Chen Fan'er has learned demon literature from Granny Qin since she was a child, although she doesn't know the meaning, she can read it.

"Every time I grind, these lines change, do they combine into a certain piece of text?" Chen Fan'er had a conjecture and immediately began to experiment.

"Click, click, click......" There was a grinding stone sound from her cell, which echoed for a long time because the sound was forbidden by the cage.

After grinding once, Chen Fan'er would check the demon text on the iron stone, and it was really different from the previous one.

There was no pen in the cell, so she wrote them down one by one in her head, and then kept repeating them silently.

"gu, fu, qiy, ley, muy......" When Chen Fan'er pronounced the fifth syllable, something magical happened!

The ironstone broke away from her hands and floated half an inch above the grinding ironstone.

Subsequently, the demon text on the iron stone returned to the pronunciation of "gu".

Chen Fan'er continued to recite the group of demon texts silently, and saw that the entire iron stone began to dye red, and then spun on the grinding iron stone.

As she kept reading, the red stone spun faster and faster, and the blood-red indigo dust powder kept flying.

Language is a strange thing, as the saying goes, "Read a book a hundred times, and you will see its righteousness", and Chen Fan'er silently recited this unintentional demon language, looking at the rapidly rotating red stone, and suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence in his mind.

"Heaven descends on Si, and its will must be sharpened first!"

Chen Fan'er understood, and the red iron stone also disappeared in the rotation.

"Ding!" With a soft and crisp sound, I saw a blood-red embroidery needle as thin as a hair falling on the black grinding stone, the red light was dazzling and dazzling, and the aura was compelling. (To be continued.) )