Emperor Lin slapped his palm on the imperial case, stood up on the ground, and angrily reprimanded: "Bastard! What kind of system does it become like this? In your eyes, is there still me? ”

The Nine Emperors' hearts were shocked, and he hurriedly knelt down, peeked at the angry Emperor Lintian, frowned, and said in a low voice: "Father, what you said in person, no matter what way you use, as long as you can let the seventh brother go to the palace......"

"Shut up!" The blue tendons on the forehead of Emperor Lin burst out, and before he finished speaking, he shouted angrily and pointed at him with his finger, as if he wanted to kick him out of the palace to relieve his anger.

The Nine Emperor Princes trembled at him, lowered their heads tightly, and didn't dare to say anything again. The ministers were shocked, shrunk their necks, and hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to come out.

In the whole hall, under the wrath of the emperor, everyone became frightened birds, only she was calm, she looked at an ebony chair carried by eight guards, the head covered and the person who was sleeping soundly, in the angry cheers of the emperor, there was no sign of waking up at all. She couldn't help but laugh quietly, and secretly sighed that this person had excellent sleep skills. is worry-free from Wang Zongzheng, and he is really perverse and arrogant. Think about it, if you don't have his permission, who can carry him out of the palace so flamboyantly?

Emperor Lin strode down the dragon throne, and seeing that the people on the couch did not react, he was furious, "Don't worry, go to the court, you dare to be so presumptuous?" Don't hurry up and get out of here! As he spoke, he lifted the brocade quilt on the man's body, and with a flick of his hand, the dark red brocade quilt was like a butterfly with wings, and flew straight out of the hall, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. However, at that moment, he looked at the scene on the couch, and his whole body froze, as if petrified.

As soon as the brocade was lifted, the people on the couch appeared in front of everyone's eyes without omission. The sound of exclamation began in the heart and ended in the throat, and no one dared to make a sound. And what kind of picture did they see!

Stunned, time seemed to stand still at that moment.

I saw a man lying quietly on an ebony chair, with his eyebrows like a sword, the bridge of his nose straight, his narrow eyes closed, his thick and long eyelashes like a fan, and his lips red like the petals of cherry blossoms blooming on a spring day, revealing an extreme pure temptation.

She has been a human being in two lives, thousands of years apart, and she has seen countless beautiful men, even if she is a stunning man, she has never felt so unable to take her eyes off it at such a moment. I never thought that in this world, there would be a man with such a pure face, without a trace of mortal smoke and fire, but it would not make people mistake him for a woman. In front of him, all her adjectives for perfection seemed so pale and weak.

Emperor Lin looked at that face, a little trance, and in his deep eyes, a complicated look flashed, and the degree of change was so fast that it was unpredictable. And the monstrous anger that lingered around him before was gradually dissipating, until there was no trace of it anymore.

The man on the couch was wearing a white dark pattern satin brocade robe, and a slender strap around his waist was loosely tied, as if it would fall apart with a slight hook. His hair was full of no restraints, and he poured down at will, fluttering and exuding a dark and soft luster, and the subtle wind lifted a wisp of ink on his forehead, and brushed his face, very lightly, very lightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the peaceful sleeping face, but he couldn't help but want to touch that perfect face.

Zongzheng was worry-free, he was carried to the main hall like that and slept soundly. The pure and sweet face seemed to be asleep in the arms of its mother, defenseless.

I can't help but think, I don't know what kind of pair of eyes are worthy of such a peerless appearance? Is it the dazzling and pure beauty that accumulates the brilliance of heaven and earth? Or is it as clear as a fairy, confusing the world? Or is it the wisdom of a god that makes everything in the world invisible to him? She unconsciously guessed to herself, however, wrong, all wrong, and very wrong!

When those closed eyes slowly opened, everyone shivered from the bottom of their hearts, those eyes, those eyes...... It is as evil as Yama who has come out of the eighteenth layer of hell, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that there was such a person in the world who could combine the two completely different temperaments of evil and pure perfection to such an extreme.

Zong Zheng Wuwu got up slightly, propped his elbows on the chair under him, and put his other arm on his bent knees at will, obviously a lazy posture, but in doing so, he interpreted another extreme elegance. He glanced around, ignoring the emperor and the ministers, and only focused on the woman in a red wedding dress. His eyes were like ice deposited for thousands of years, exuding a faint cold air.

Manyao only felt that her blood was rapidly condensed in his expressionless gaze, but her eyes never dodged in the slightest, but looked straight back through the gap in the bead curtain, and kept looking into Zongzheng's carefree eyes.

The morning light poured through the cool white window paper on his slender and lean body, flowing like mercury, outlining the lines of perseverance and perfection, and the soft halo shrouded his body, unable to hide the coldness and evil spirit circulating in his eyes.

It turns out that the difference between a person's open and closed eyes can be so big, so big that it is completely like two unrelated people!

There was silence in the hall, and the air seemed to freeze. Zong Zheng Wuwu suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, with a bit of ridicule on his face. He looked at the faintly visible clear eyes of the woman opposite behind the bead curtain, and there was no fear in his eyes, and he couldn't help but droop slightly, and said lazily: "His Majesty the Emperor's taste is really getting more and more unique, the beauties I gave me a few times before, I am not interested in it, but this time I actually found an old woman who can't marry at the age of twenty and has no virtue and no appearance to ask me to marry back!" Are you in such a hurry to stuff a woman for me? ”

His contemptuous tone was extremely sarcastic, and Xiao Xu's eyes lit up when he heard it, he had never been an impulsive person, but his master, the most noble princess of their Qiyun Kingdom, could not allow the people of other countries to be humiliated again and again! His hand was clenched into a fist, and he was about to step forward, however, the woman in front of him seemed to sense his intention, and suddenly raised her hand, which was as white as jade, slender and small, and each slender finger seemed to reveal an incomparably firm strength, which made him involuntarily pause, frown, suppress the anger in his heart, and retreat with a roar.