The powerful aura could be felt before seeing the figure, except for Xing Xiu, everyone was prostrate on the ground and didn't dare to breathe.

The black figure slowly entered, the momentum of self-esteem was fully emanated, and the sense of oppression came to the face, even if the emperor came, I am afraid that he would not be able to withstand such an aura.

Xiao Bo is really more emperor than the emperor, like a face kissed by the gods, edge by edge, highlighting this person's indifference and ruthlessness.

Under the thick eyelashes, a pair of blue eyes squinted slightly, flashing with a treacherous light, and the depths of the eyes were gloomy and cold.

Before he entered the main hall, he glanced indifferently at Yan Jing, who was kneeling on the ground, and then stepped into the main hall without looking back.

The slender figure, with its slow steps, scraped indifferently at the sides of all the ministers.

The direction in which the ministers knelt moved with Xiao Bo's movement.

Rules such as not being able to bring swords in the court are farting in front of Xiao Bo!

The guards beside Xiao Bo all followed into the hall, and the blade and the sword shadow ruthlessly reflected the appearance of all the ministers in the hall bent and prostrate.

Alone, Xing Xiu held his back and was expressionless.

Xiao Bo didn't seem to see her, and walked straight to his seat-

There have long been guards who have moved to the luxurious throne of the dragon chair on the high platform.

Xing Xiu has already complained in his heart that this person has reached the extreme, it is simply a negative example of arrogance and lasciviousness!

From the time Xiao Bo entered the door to the time he sat down, several minutes had passed.

Xing Xiu's knee was a little painful, which was probably a sequelae left after the Zheng family was enslaved and abused.

The pain in my knee is like a heart-piercing pain, a nerve-wracking sensation.

In the end, he was not used to condescending to others like this, and because of the pain in his knees, Xing Xiu twisted his knees slightly.

Her face was a little dark, how long did she want them to kneel?!

And the person who is prostrate on the ground, with his head on the floor, must be even more uncomfortable!

Xiao Bo sat down, and with everyone kneeling, he leisurely cocked Erlang's legs, uninhibited but with a sense of nobrow and elegance.

He seemed to remember that there was still such a group of people kneeling in the main hall, he waved his hand, and immediately a guard spoke for him: "Get up!" ”

Xing Xiu stood up immediately with one leg, and immediately stood up with the other leg.

She looked at him coldly, that look, it was really a debt!

The ministers in the main hall seemed to have received the most honorable permission, and immediately stood up, but they still stood in rows, not daring to move, for fear that any mistake would provoke the prime minister!

There was some movement beside him, Xing Xiu looked down, it turned out that Song Chao couldn't get up from his knees, and was struggling to twist his body to try to stand up, but unfortunately he was hindered by his fat body.

I don't know what Song Chao grew up eating, he is not very old, but he is so outrageously fat.

All of them had already stood up, and he was the only one still kneeling.

Seeing his appearance of crying or not, Xing Xiu didn't want a joke standing beside him to attract attention.

She stretched out her hand to lift Song Chao up, and at the mention of this, Song Chao's tears shrank in.

Song Chao was just about to say something, when he suddenly felt a sight wrapping around him like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, he twisted his neck one by one, and met the ice blue eyes, he shrank sharply and lowered his head.

Xing Xiu didn't know why Xiao Bo didn't trouble her, but he still couldn't get used to his style.

In addition to the last time Wang Zhenyi saw Xiao Bo in the student's mansion, this is the second time he can see him so closely.

Xiao Bo is almost a god in Wang Zhenyi's heart, and in the traffic era of Xing Xiu's star Xiao Xianrou, Wang Zhenyi can be regarded as a top brain-dead fan.

The first time he went to the early dynasty, he was able to see his idol so closely, Wang Zhenyi was so excited that he was about to cry!

As a face control, this kind of heroic appearance is comparable to Xing Xiu, who has a demonic appearance!

But Xiao Bo is simply like a hell rakshasa gate-like existence, and he can't be touched and violated at all!

Where there is Xiaobo, it is simply a place where there is no popularity.

If it weren't for Xing Xiu's presence, if she passed through this Jinluan Hall as an outsider, she wouldn't have imagined that there would be people here!

And so many people!

Those candidates who had never seen much of the world had already bent their backs to the silent atmosphere in the hall before they saw Xiao Bo, and their legs could barely stand firmly.

How many pairs of eyes were staring at him, and how many pairs of eyes were staring at him, Xing Xiu didn't know.

But she knew that staring at herself was almost guessing that she didn't prostrate on the ground and do the most complete etiquette, and Xiao Bo didn't trouble her.

In fact, she herself thought it was very strange.

It's just that since he didn't come to pick her thorn, then she stayed in peace.

It's just an early dynasty, and there are so many dark waves.

After everyone stayed for a while, a young eunuch stood up from the front, he shook the dust a few times, pinched his sharp voice and shouted: "The emperor has arrived!" ”

"Whoop" was the sound of everyone lifting their robes and kneeling.

I had never heard such a uniform voice, Xiao Shunzi couldn't help but raise his lazy eyes, and looked at it, there was a person sitting in the audience!

The black shadow leaned against the seat, lazy with a hint of cruelty, and the corners of Xiao Bo's mouth were slightly raised.

That look fell in Xiao Shunzi's eyes, as if he was going to eat him, and he didn't care about any etiquette, so he hurriedly got down from the high platform and knelt in front of Xiao Bo in a panic.

Xiao Shunzi slapped himself hard, brushed the dust and threw it aside, "Prime Minister, the slave is clumsy, I didn't see you coming, the slave should die!" ”

Xiao Bo didn't seem to see it, raised his chin slightly, and looked at the person on the high platform.

The eyes of the ministers in the audience were attracted by Xiao Shunzi's actions, but they ignored the main protagonist who was going to appear!

Yan Xun'er was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, standing in front of the golden dragon chair, he looked indifferently at his minions kneeling at Xiao Bo's feet, without any anger, but the nail marks in the palm of his hand were difficult to get rid of for a while.

Xiao Bo sneered in his heart and didn't make any moves.

After a long time, the guard beside Xiao Bo spoke again and let Xiao Shunzi go.

Xiao Shunzi thanked him a thousand times, and climbed back to the high platform, which was not as good as standing on the high platform when he was relaxed at the beginning, and his whole person was vigilant and uneasy.

Before the official early dynasty, the emperor and the prime minister were on the bar.

The momentum of this sword and crossbow made the ministers cower, afraid that they would accidentally lose their heads.

Xing Xiu stood aside, these two were both scheming masters, just looking at it like this, they couldn't see anything......

What's more, why is Yan Xuner so jealous of Xiao Bo?

Also, why did Yan Xuner let the carriage take her into the palace, and why didn't Xiao Bo punish her for kneeling......

She glanced at Song Chao who was almost about to bury his head in her chest, whether this Song Chao was the real champion or the fake champion, I am afraid that all this will have to wait and be said.