In the past day, the weather was sunny, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the passers-by were all smiling. In short, after Sun Xiran slept beautifully on the soft and white bed, she felt that life was never better, and she just wanted to sigh when she was happy.

A big bowl of preserved egg and lean porridge went down to my stomach, and the happy satisfaction almost overflowed from my chest. No, no, no, it's so happy, it's too beautiful. Everything is too late, such a beautiful day, followed by a terrible life.

Sun Xiran pushed open the door, originally planning to look for Xiao Wuliu: according to Xiao Wuliu's child's temperament, he should have gotten up very early, should have run over and knocked on the door early, and then pulled his grandmother to continue the adventure. However, up to now, Sun Xiran has slept enough, finished eating, and rested enough, and Xiao Wu or Liu still hasn't come.

As soon as he pushed the door open, Sun Xiran saw Xiao Wu Liu. Not only is it Little Five or Six, but she also sees nerds, non-stop talking, and three or three. And in the middle of the living room, there is a bean paste.

Today's bean paste, I always feel that something is different. Sun Xiran must have been getting older, and he thought about it for a long time before he could figure it out: it's different, today's bean paste is wearing a very pale yellow robe, embroidered with a three-clawed golden dragon that is waiting to open its eyes.

Sun Xiran thought about it for a long time before he could figure out something about the golden dragon in his memory: the dragon, the symbol of the Chinese emperor.

Today's bean paste, with a solemn face, is full of the momentum of the royal family: with a wave of the hand, you can change the life of the people in the world.

The nerd's brows furrowed, she stared at the bean paste, she couldn't understand: even if the robot is human, it is okay, but why does it have a temperament? She didn't understand, she couldn't figure it out, so she was thinking, so she was silent and didn't speak.

The words kept being frightened by the momentum of the bean paste, and he was also frightened by the dense but neat army outside, and he was also full of longing in his heart: It turns out that the power is so exciting, when will I be able to have it? For the first time, he began to think about his future, and he was planning his own life, so he was silent.

Sansan couldn't see it, but he could feel the murderous aura in the air, and without words and explanations, he lost a pair of "eyes" that he used to observe and study the world. However, his feeling was very clear to himself: he couldn't make a sound now, or he would get into trouble. Since he was born, he has never been separated from words, so he has never been annoyed or angry about his eyes, and even many times he is glad that he is "invisible". However, today, for the first time, he wanted to have his own eyes. For the first time, he was sad that he couldn't see, so he was also silent and didn't speak.

Even though Wuliu has experienced the pain and sorrow, despair and suffocation of life, he has experienced sudden happiness and joy, hope and sweetness even in the past two days, but after all, he is only an eight-year-old child, and there are still too many things he doesn't understand. For example, he didn't understand why Brother Dousha, who had always made him feel very close, was standing there like that today, why he was afraid of him, why he didn't dare to step forward, and why he didn't even have the courage to speak. He didn't understand, he was confused, so he was also silent and didn't speak.

After Sun Xiran pushed the door open, he saw the condescending bean paste standing there: yes, it's a funny thing. Dousha is obviously the shortest, but at this moment, he is clearly looking at Sun Xiran "condescendingly", with arrogance and disdain.

However, no one could laugh at such a funny thing.

"Ms. Sun Xiran, I am the sixth generation prince of the robot planet, and on behalf of my noble father, I would like to invite a few guests to the palace today." The sound and tone of the bean paste seem to be the same as in the recorded video when the robot was just successfully researched, so mechanical and rigid.

Sun Xiran nodded and sighed: Alas, what should come is still coming. The benefits of no reason really can't be accepted.

When Sun Xiran and the others followed Dousha out of the hotel, they saw a carriage. Yes, no matter how Sun Xiran rubbed her somewhat dizzy eyes, what she saw was indeed a carriage, a carriage drawn by twelve horses.

The carriage was huge, certainly not as exaggerated as the big one. However, there is no problem in sitting a dozen people in it. The carriage was made of thick mahogany, decorated with only the simplest openwork patterns.

Dousha took Sun Xiran and them into the carriage, and then they felt that the carriage was moving smoothly and quickly. Inside, stepping on the warm fur of a polar bear, sitting on top of a few large motionless turtles, and leaning on the skin of a shiny fox cub, they had a very unreal feeling: there was nothing on the planet of robots, and even all kinds of plants were synthesized, how could there be animals? Could it be that he didn't wake up from his dream at all?

If this is a dream, then there is nothing wrong with just going on like this, it is better than not eating and drinking less, no matter how bad it is, it will not be much worse.

Five or Six tugged on the sleeves of Sun Xiran's clothes tightly, even if Sun Xiran hugged him tightly, he still shrank into a ball in fear.

Dousha pursed his mouth tightly and didn't speak, he didn't have any expression. However, Sun Xiran clearly saw a trace of reluctance and struggle in his eyes. Why is that?

No one in the carriage spoke, and everyone was silent, thinking about their thoughts. Outside the car window, there was no sound at all. If someone secretly lifts the curtain and mat at this time, he will see all the soldiers levitating on both sides of the carriage to escort them, and all the inhabitants who see the army and the carriage will immediately fall to their knees reverently, and the words in their mouths will be chanted: "My lord is merciful, my emperor is mighty." ”

By the time the carriage finally stopped, Sun Xiran and the others had already eaten twice and slept in the carriage. As the first guests of the robot planet, they naturally did not know that by the time they were resting, they had already crossed one city after another, and even the horses had changed two batches.

"Welcome to my honored guests of the Celestial Empire." The sharp and piercing voice made Sun Xiran, who was just about to get up, stumble, but fortunately, the nerd quickly helped her.

When he got out of the carriage without stopping the conversation, his soul was shocked: thousands of soldiers lined up in a neat line, and hundreds of ministers stood in two rows, left and right. As he kept talking, he raised his head, and saw the figure as big and boundless as the sky, and as heavy as the mountain, sitting on the top seat.

The highest seat was actually two meters wide. The seat made of gold is naturally the most noble in the world, not to mention that there is also a nine-clawed golden dragon carved on it. It's a pity that the person sitting on it is too short, and his body is too short, and he can't occupy a third of the space.

However, because this hall has a slope, the chair in the top corner is also the supreme existence. In addition, the little man with a short figure sitting on the chair was wearing a dazzling golden robe and a golden crown on his head, so he naturally had a feeling of not being angry and arrogant.

I suddenly found the meaning of my life without talking: this is the dynasty in the ancient records, this is the emperor and ministers in the ancient records, and if I keep talking, it should exist in such a place.

So, the words were suddenly full of strength, waiting for his cocoon to turn into a butterfly.

Sansan, who didn't stop talking, stood there helplessly, silent, without breath.

The nerd stepped forward gently, helped Sansan, and told him gently: "Here, this is the imperial palace in ancient records, there are military guards outside, there are civil and military ministers in the court on both sides, and the emperor wearing a dragon robe sits on the top. ”

"What does the emperor look like?"

The nerd shook his head: "I can't see, it's too far." ”

"So, what does the minister look like?"

The nerd's brows furrowed again: "It's strange, the higher the status of the minister here, the shorter and ugly he looks. And the lower the status, the more handsome and bright they look. ”

Sansan didn't speak again, just a look of sarcasm on his face, undisguised.

The carriage was parked directly outside the main hall, so they only needed one step after getting off the carriage to step into the most sacred place on this robot planet.

Of course, if he couldn't wait to get in, he didn't stop, and when he raised his foot and rushed forward, he seemed to hit something transparent, and with a "bang", he couldn't fall clearly, which was enough to show how anxious his heart was and how strong he was.

Dousha walked from the back to the front: "There is a ban here, and you need to clear the customs." ”

The nerd stretched out his left hand and touched it forward, and sure enough, he encountered an invisible resistance.

"Potato potato, I'm sweet potato, I'm sweet potato", this customs clearance password is really ingenious.

A pale golden light flashed, and Dousha took the lead and stepped in.

Sun Xiran and his entourage followed Dousha and walked forward, they pretended not to see the curious eyes of the surrounding ministers, and pretended not to hear the whispering voices of the surrounding ministers. They don't know what the number one leader of this planet is bringing his people over to entertain them with delicious food and drink.

There is a saying that "the unknown is the most terrifying", which is not false at all.

Everyone came to the center of the hall and stood still, Dousha faced the father and emperor on the throne, knelt three times and kowtowed, with a respectful expression and a pious voice: "May my emperor live forever!" ”

The left and right ministers followed him and kowtowed: "May my emperor live forever." ”

The emperor on the throne raised his hand slightly: "Get up." ”

The liturgy ends.

Sun Xiran and the others were dumbfounded: These can only be seen in video recordings, how do you know that you can really see them here today.

Immediately, several people's brows furrowed: Shall we also make a big salute?