Emperor Murong Zuo and his ministers greeted him in front of the main hall of Xiwu Palace.

After a while, a slender and good-looking jade hand lifted the curtain, and then, a man with a long jade façade and a silver mask walked out of the competition.

A pair of sharp and cold eyes swept over the sea of people like a machine.

"I, the Lord of the Star Picking Country and all the ministers, welcome the arrival of the Left Envoy!" The plain and unremarkable face of the national character is full of respect.

With Murong Zuo's voice, in an instant, the people and ministers knelt on one knee.

Baiguan: "Welcome to the left envoy." ”

The people: "Welcome to the left envoy." ”

"The lord of the kingdom, please rise." Indifferent and calm voices spread through all corners of the square.

"Xie Zuo Envoy!"

After saying that, everyone also got up.

"This envoy was ordered by the emperor to welcome the saint maiden into Qingyun Academy, so that the two saints could better cultivate." By the way, cultivate feelings.

Of course, Qingyun didn't dare to say the last sentence casually.

"Yes, Lord Zuo, please follow me to the Holy Spirit Temple." Turning sideways, Murong Zuo made a gesture of please.

After Murong Zuo and Qingyun Zuo Envoy left, the crowd immediately exploded.

"Lord Zuo is actually here to pick up the two holy women?"

"And it's still in Qingyun Academy?"

"Qingyun Academy, what a distant existence it is, not to mention that it only recruits three hundred people in one session, it is directly under the jurisdiction of Qingyun Palace, and entering Qingyun Academy is equivalent to stepping into Qingyun Palace with one foot!"

"yes!"

"This holy maiden Qin Ruoxi and Gu Xiyue are really lucky!" Someone sighed.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

"Isn't this holy woman of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion Zishu Fuxin? Why did you become Miss Gu Er? "Some people wondered.

"You're lagging behind! I heard that Lord Dizun was not sure that the young lady became a saint in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion back then, but the ugly woman Shu Fuxin had a brutal and domineering personality, and forced people to fake the news, rumoring that she was the saint chosen by the emperor himself.

Over the years, he has still held this identity, not to mention being a prestige in the house, and often beating and scolding the maid when he doesn't go well. ”

"I've heard about this too, but I'm afraid that because of her identity as a saint, no one dares to speak out."

"How can such a vicious woman be qualified to be a saint, a waste and ugly woman also wants to climb the high branches of God, and she is a fool and dreams." Some people sneered out loud with disdain, and they were all ashamed of Zishu Fuxin's behavior.

On the other side, Murong Zuo led Qingyun's left envoy to the Holy Spirit Palace, and along the way, the palace maids and eunuchs, all kinds of concubines, large and small, knelt all the way.

In the Holy Spirit Palace, the wide and heavy door of the temple slowly opened, making a dull creaking sound.

Behind the door, Gu Xiqin was dressed in a pink palace dress, with a complicated headdress inserted into three thousand green silks, and her hair hung down softly on her waist, showing dignified and beautiful, slim and elegant.

Behind him stood men and women with palace maids and eunuchs.

Next to him was Qin Tianmu, the left minister with an unkind face.

Glancing at the young man standing quietly next to him, the corners of Qin Tianmu's lips hooked up a vicious smile. Gu Qingxuan, an old fox, actually wants to exchange the tanuki for the prince, hum! Amusing!

When the door of the hall was completely opened, Qin Tianmu returned to his kind appearance and stood quietly aside.

When the person outside the door stepped into the temple, he immediately fell to one knee on the ground.

"Qin Tianmu, the left minister of the Star Picking Country, greets the left envoy."

"The daughter of the right prime minister of the Star Picking Country cherishes the moon and welcomes the left envoy."

Gu Xiyue bent her knees slightly and saluted.

Qingyun stood still a meter away from the two, glanced at the two of them with indifferent and calm eyes, and frowned slightly.

"And a holy woman?" The voice was cold, making people shudder.

"Lord Yuzuo, the little girl can't break through because of the bottleneck period, so she retreats next to her master Ling Yuan Xingjun, so she can't come to greet her, and the old minister asks for guilt again." Qin Tianmu said apologetically.