Chapter 16 The Venerable Chunyuan is a monarch seal
The body was wrapped, and the exclamation that was about to open was also covered by a big hand into his mouth.
The ancient painting fan opened its mouth and bit the hateful hand and did not let go until the mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and the ancient painting fan was relieved of its mouth after realizing it.
Looking at the two rows of tooth marks on the bony plain hands, they were all glowing with blood. The ancient painting fan looked up at him weakly, but saw that his eyes were looking straight to the left.
The ancient painting fan followed his eyes, but he saw that on the road below the roof, two neat rows of teams were slowly advancing, and in the middle of the procession a bright yellow step was carried forward by the stars like the moon.
On the gorgeous and solemn step, a bright yellow shirt was draped, and a belt of Nine Dragons playing beads was tied around his waist, and the long swaying golden tassels below swayed with the walk.
The man sat upright, with his hands on his knees, and looked at his face, although he was about fifty years old, he could still see that he was handsome, handsome, calm and wise in his youth. A pair of eagle eyes are as deep as the sea, as if they have seen everything.
Seeing this person, the ancient painting fan seemed to be shocked, and the fear and respect emanated from the depths of his heart.
"He is the Pure Yuan Seal."
When the team was far away, the voice of the man next to him sounded softly in his ears.
The ancient painting fan looked at him in confusion and did not react for a while.
Pure Yuan Seal?
Pure Abyss Seal!
The chairman and emperor of the Cangyang Kingdom, Chunyuan seal?!
The ancient painting fan covered her mouth in surprise, she, she, she saw the living antique emperor!
The emperor passed by here, so where are they?
"We're at the palace?!" The ancient painting fan was surprised.
The corner of the man's mouth hung with a cold arc, and he said, "How can you watch a good show if you don't go to the palace."
The ancient painting fan was clearly distinguished, and he saw in his eyes the irrepressible but fleeting killing intent. Could it be that he has a grudge against that emperor?
The ancient painting fan shrank his head, this is a murderer, in this era, not only to kill the head, but also to Ling Chi, to whip the corpse, to punish the nine clans......
"Shrink your head and you'll be a turtle." The man chuckled.
When the ancient painting fan heard this, he rubbed his neck and stretched it out, and said curtly: "Who, who has shrunk his neck?"
When the man heard this, he looked at the little face of the ancient painting fan that was becoming more and more white and transparent in the moonlight, and shook his head helplessly.
Stinky girl!
Footsteps sounded in the distance again, and the ancient painting fan hurriedly stretched out his head to look, this time there were only three people, a eunuch about fifty years old walked in front of two middle-aged men in court clothes, as if leading the way for the two of them.
The eunuch's dress was very different from that of the eunuchs in the emperor's procession who had just passed by, more cumbersome, and more solemn when it came to view.
It should be a eunuch head, the ancient painting fan thought.
When the three of them got closer, the ancient painting fan looked at it carefully, and saw that one of the two people in court clothes was very familiar.
At this time, the familiar man looked up and seemed to be talking to the leading eunuch. When she looked up, the ancient painting fan saw it clearly.
Lord Qi Guogong? Mu Chongying? Her uncle?
Who's that guy next to that? can walk side by side with her Qi Guogong, and look at the court clothes are also of the same grade.
The trio was in a hurry, and after a while they disappeared at the end of the road.
The ancient painting fan asked, "Who is that one next to Qi Guogong?"
The man said softly, "Want to know?" Let's take a look. ”
The ancient painting fan only felt a tightness around his waist, and his body moved quickly in an instant, and the ancient painting fan did not dare to scream at this time, only by holding the man tightly, this could be assured.
Nima, she wants to eat meatloaf, but she doesn't want to be a meatloaf!
In a few moments, his feet stepped on the ground again, and the ancient painting fan raised his head from the man's chest, blinked, looked around, and then looked at his feet. He let out a long sigh. This time it didn't land on someone's roof. The ground is flat underfoot, the smooth marble floor is smooth, and the smell of ambergris lingers on the tip of the nose, and the eyes are all bright yellow......
Well?
Gu Huafan's heart was abrupt, and he quickly turned his head to look at the man, and asked with his eyes.
Where is this?
The man hooked his lips, leaned into the ear of the ancient painting fan and whispered: "Of course you have to be closer to the good show, this is the imperial study."
Such a soft whisper fell on the ears of the ancient painting fan like thunder.
You ran to the emperor's imperial study? Even if she was not born in ancient times, she knew the importance of this imperial study, and ordinary eunuchs did not have the opportunity to see the imperial study until they died. Only high-ranking and high-ranking ministers will be called by the emperor to discuss state affairs.
The ancient painting fan looked at the man in front of him suspiciously, who was he? Why do you know everything about the palace, and why do you enter this imperial study without much effort?
When the man saw the suspicion in the eyes of the ancient painting, he reached out and covered her eyes.
"Stinky girl, if you look at me like this again, I'll throw you out."
The ancient painting fan only felt that it was dark in front of her, and she was about to open the barrier, when she heard the man's whispering in her ear, which sounded soft, but the ancient painting fan knew that this girl was not joking.
At this time, hearing the sound of the door opening, the ancient painting fan quickly stopped silent, and subconsciously shrank his head.
The two of them were in the cubicle of the imperial study, and because it was quiet at night, it sounded very clear outside.
At this time, it sounded like the friction of clothes, which was extremely light, and the footsteps were even more inaudible.
Half a moment later, another person came in, only to hear the voice of a eunuch, saying, "Your Majesty, the Lord of Qi and the Lord of Qi are here."
At this time, I only heard, a calm and deep voice sounded: "Let them in."
Gu Huafan felt that this voice should be the first person to come in, and it should be the emperor.
"Wow." The eunuch replied.
Outside, the eunuch who had just led the way for the Duke of Qi and the Marquis of Qi walked quickly to the door.
Outside the door, two men in court clothes stood respectfully.
"Two adults, please come in." The eunuch bowed and said.
The Duke of Qi and the Marquis of Qi walked side by side to the imperial study, and when they reached the room, they saw the emperor sitting on the upper seat.
The two of them knelt down on their knees and said in unison: "The old minister sees the emperor."
Emperor Chunyuan raised his hand and helped him, and said, "Two Aiqing, get up."
After speaking, he looked at the eunuch next to him and said, "Li Xiuwen, look at the seat."
The eunuch named Li Xiuwen just now bowed down when he heard the words and said, "Oh, please sit down with the two adults."
The Duke of Qi and the Marquis of Qi gave a salute to the emperor and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
When the two sat down, a palace maid came in with tea, and Li Xiuwen also slowly retreated and closed the door firmly.
The room was quiet for a while, and Emperor Chunyuan spoke: "What do the two adults have to say about the fact that the Emperor of Yanyu Kingdom wants to marry his ninth daughter and my seventh son?"
Hearing this, Gu Huafan only felt that the man next to him was enveloped by an invisible anger for a moment, and the two of them hid in a small place, so they were still closely attached to each other, Gu Huafan stretched out his fingers and pinched his arm, and asked him with his eyes.
What happened to you?
The man's dark eyes looked at the girl who was only up to his shoulder, with a young face and pure eyes, who were caring about him at the moment.
How could she be so stupid, how could she be so stupid!
No longer look at her unpolluted, still pure eyes. But the hand around her waist tightened. Seeing that he ignored him, Gu Huafan pouted and pinched the flesh on his arm, hum! It's a shame that she still cares about him, a stinky man with no heart and lungs.
At the moment, he stopped moving, and listened carefully to the movement outside.
The Marquis of Qi smelled