The road to the main hall was relatively long, and on the way, Bei Juese finally seized an opportunity to take a step back and walk to Dong Wuxi's side, and asked quietly: "Senior brother, your face doesn't look very good, are you sick?" ”

Dong Wushu yawned again, glanced at him and said, "It's not for you." ”

Bei asked puzzledly: "What's the matter with me?" ”

Dong Wushu glanced around, lowered his voice and said: "Originally, it would be fine if I slept well last night to recover my strength, but who knew that someone's sleeping posture was so bad, not only did he talk in his dreams and always shouted to 'hug', but he also punched and kicked me at every turn, causing me to not sleep well all night." He looked at Bei Juese, looked at the sky helplessly and sighed, "Alas, someone is still cuter when he was a child, at least he won't hit someone while sleeping." ”

It turned out that last night was not a dream! Listening to Dong Wu's words, Bei Jue's face changed again and again, and he suddenly had an urge to beat people.

Just when he wanted to beat someone, the old palace maid who led the way in front suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "Your Royal Highness, it's here." ”

Bei Juese came back to his senses and looked forward, and a large hall was already standing in front of him.

There was a row of yellow-shirted guards standing outside the main hall, and there was a palace person standing on the left and right sides of the door, one of whom was the middle-aged palace man who came to the inn that day to bring the north into the palace.

The old palace maid said to Bei Juese: "Your Royal Highness, please wait here." After speaking, she stepped forward and said a few words to the middle-aged palace man, and the middle-aged palace man turned around and walked into the main hall.

After a while, the middle-aged palace man came out, came to Bei Juese, and said, "The king has a decree, Prince Xuan Nanzhao enters the temple to face the saint." His Royal Highness the Prince and his servants are invited to come in. ”

Bei Juese couldn't help but get nervous, but after he was stunned for a moment, he still walked behind the middle-aged palace man towards the main hall.

Dong Wushu wanted to follow, but the old palace maid stopped him and said with a smile: "The king only announced that the prince entered the palace, and the others could only wait outside." ”

Hearing her say this, Dong Wushu had no choice but to give up.

In the main hall, there are hundreds of civil and military officials standing on the left and right, and the king of Nanmian sits on the throne. The middle-aged palace man walked into the main hall first and said loudly: "Prince Nanzhao has arrived!" ”

A bright smile appeared on the face of the King of Nanmian, and he watched Bei Jue Se walk in from outside the door.

The moment he walked into the main hall, he felt many eyes sweeping towards him. This kind of occasion reminded him inexplicably of being summoned at the birthday banquet of the Empress Dowager in Daming Palace not long ago. At that time, he was a lowly eunuch, but now, he is the prince of Nanmian; Although his identity is completely different, and the place he is in is by no means the same, he still feels like a piece of fat lying on a chopping board waiting to be slaughtered for no reason.

More and more eyes swept over, and it was obvious that there were many different meanings in those gazes. There are doubts, some are surprised, some are curious, some are scrutinized, some are watching the excitement, and some vaguely feel that there are some disgusted eyes. The feeling of depression became stronger and stronger, and Bei Juese tried his best to ignore all kinds of gazes, looked straight ahead without squinting, and followed the middle-aged palace man forward.

Walking to a certain position, the middle-aged palace man stopped, retreated to the side of the northern peerless and whispered, "Salute." ”

Bei Juese hurriedly knelt down and saluted and said, "The son of the minister greets his father." ”

King Nanmian smiled and said, "Get up." ”

After standing up, the middle-aged man motioned for him to stand in a position again. Then, after hearing the king of Nanmian say a few words to everyone in Nanmian, there was a small commotion in the hall, and everyone's eyes were focused on Bei Juese's body, and many people whispered to the people standing next to them.

King Nanmian waved his hand, and everyone immediately calmed down. The old palace man standing beside the Nanmian Dynasty made a look, and the old man took out a holy decree and stood up, cleared his throat, opened the holy decree and read it.

The middle-aged palace man whispered to Bei Jue on the side: "Come forward to receive the order." ”

After the northern beauty knelt down, the old palace people began to read the holy decree in Nanmian dialect. Bei Juese, who couldn't understand half a word at all, knelt there a little depressedly, but he had to pretend to be listening seriously, and he felt even more depressed. Listening to the subdued tone of Nanmian of the old palace people, Bei Juese began to be distracted to guess what the holy decree said, combined with the purpose of coming here today, the content of the holy decree is probably to disclose his identity and give him a prince title or something, right?

While he was thinking wildly, the middle-aged palace man beside him gently touched his arm and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Bei Juese hurriedly retracted his thoughts, raised his hands to take the holy decree handed over by the old palace man, and said, "Thank you, Father." ”

King Nanmian smiled and beckoned to him, saying, "Wang'er, come here." ”

Bei Jushi obediently stepped forward and stood to the left of the throne.

After the civil and military officials under the seat of the Nanmian Dynasty said a few words, the civil and military officials knelt down and shouted in unison and then withdrew from the hall one by one, and soon, there were only two palace people left in the hall that was originally full of people, and five men standing at the front of the left side of the hall.

King Nanmian stood up and said to Bei Juese: "Wang'er, come and see your five uncles. He took Bei's hand and stepped down from his throne and walked over to the five men.

Standing at the front, is a fat man wearing a blue robe and a blue cloth hat, he is not tall, with an amiable smile on his face, seeing him, Bei Juese can't help but think of the smiling Buddha in the temple with a big belly that can accommodate the world's affairs.

King Nanmian introduced: "This is your second king, King Shun. ”

Bei Juese saluted King Shun, and King Shun returned the salute with a smile.

Standing behind King Shun was a tall and thin man in green clothes, who had an expressionless wooden face, and his eyes were quite sharp, giving people a feeling that it was not easy to get close to.

King Nanmian said, "This is your third king, King Shuping." ”

Immediately after the third one, there was a tall man in black, who had a very honest looking face, and his smile was a little stiff when he laughed, giving people the impression that he was a wooden man who didn't laugh often.

King Nanmian said, "This is your fourth uncle and king." ”

The fourth, a white-faced scholar-type weak man, wore a flowing white robe, which made the somewhat pale face even more colorless. He coughed a few times from time to time, coughing a little unsteadily, making people worry that he would not collapse at any moment.

King Nanmian said, "This is your fifth king, King Shuchang." ”

The last one was a slender young man in his early twenties. He wore a flamboyant red dress, with a vigorous and bright smile on his handsome face, and a pair of eyes that smiled like two lovely crescent moons. Without waiting for King Nanmian to introduce him, he took the initiative to stand up and say, "Nephew Wang, I am your sixth uncle King Tai." ”

Bei Juese hurriedly saluted and said, "Uncle Liuwang is good." ”

The king of Thailand helped him up, and Lang Sheng said, "Everyone is their own people, and there is no need to be polite." ”

This Uncle Six Princes seems to be very approachable. When they met for the first time, the most impressive young uncle made Bei Juese's heart involuntarily have a good impression of him.