Yun Ciyue looked at Yun Lingxi, with a faint expectation in her eyes, and a soft smile on her lips.

"The princess of King Chu Xuan is my youngest sister, and she is also the ...... that Yuehua Palace has been left out for many years" Speaking of this, he narrowed his eyes, sighed, and his eyes staring at Yun Lingxi's face became softer: "Little palace master." ”

The cloud is the moon and the wind god jade bones, and the eyebrows are clear.

At this time, the feminine and stunning eyes were smiling, as if they were falling with thousands of stars, shining brightly.

The last three words fell, and there was silence in the Hanlin Palace.

Among the three major forces, the Moon Birch Palace is the most mysterious, but it is also the most powerful.

Once the medicine puppet mountain united some idle forces in a vain attempt to besiege and kill the Yuehua Palace, but they couldn't even find where the palace gate was.

In the end, after half a month of wandering around the mountain where the disciples of the Moon Birch Palace had been haunted, they dispersed in a gray manner.

And that's not even the most frightening.

The most shocking thing was that when these forces returned, they found that all the disciples in the sect were seriously injured.

Even the Medicine Puppet Mountain lost three elders, and the inner disciples suffered heavy casualties.

The faces of the three elders who died were engraved with the words of Moon Birch Palace.

Since then, the position of the overlord of the Moon Birch Palace has been established, and no one dares to challenge it.

Beside Yun Ciyue, a woman in purple leaned lazily on a chair and turned the wine cup on the table.

Her three thousand green silk slanted purple steps, the upturned eyeliner stretched the tail of the eye, and the drop-shaped amethyst forehead fell from her forehead, revealing evil aura in her facial features.

Hearing Yun Ciyue's words, she lazily raised her beautiful eyes.

Looking at Mo Yechen opposite, a flash of amazement flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, his eyes fell on Yun Lingxi's face, and a trace of confusion flashed in his beautiful eyes.

How did she feel, this princess of Chu Xuan Wang and that person's eyebrows and eyes were similar.

This feeling came from seeing Yun Ciyue at the gate of the palace.

Carrying the flask, she raised her head and took a sip of wine, not caring at all about the liquor sliding down her fair jaw, sliding over her delicate collarbone, and finally downward, into the peak.

Part of the eyes that gathered on Yun Ciyue's body unconsciously fell on the woman in purple.

Watching the crystal wine slowly sink into the towering peaks, they all secretly swallowed.

The woman in purple didn't seem to notice these sights, and still drank to herself.

Thinking of that person, the tenderness in his bewitching eyes flashed, and then he was smeared with chagrin and unease.

Beside the woman, an old man in gray looked at Yun Lingxi's gaze with a faint hostility.

When she heard Yun Ciyue say that she was the little palace master of Yuehua Palace, the hand on the table clenched suddenly, her face gradually turned cold, and her eyes flickered.

Yun Lingxi raised his eyes coldly, met his feminine eyes, the corners of his lips hooked a touch of indifferent arc, and his voice was like quenching ice: "The young palace master should not recognize his sister indiscriminately, I have no father and no mother, but I don't have this blessing to be the sister of the young palace master." ”

The cold tone was without any temperature, like cold ice falling on the Hanlin Palace.

Countless people looked at Yun Lingxi in surprise.

The little palace master of the Moon Birch Palace, that status is not lower than that of the royal princess, this Yun Lingxi actually refused?

However, thinking of the identity of the princess of King Chu Xuan, he was also relieved.

The prince of Shuoyue was sentenced for rebellion.

Emperor Shuoyue Zhaoming has always favored the prince of King Chu Xuan, so it seems that the identity of the princess of King Chu Xuan is by no means no less than that of the crown princess of a country.

It's just that they can't help but roar in their hearts.

Sure enough, people are more angry than people.

An identity that others envy, but she doesn't want it.

"But you are indeed my sister." Yun Ciyue frowned, feeling the coldness emanating from Yun Lingxi from the inside out, and a strange emotion rose in her heart.

After knowing that he still had brothers and sisters, he left the Moon Birch Palace, wanting to take a look at his sister, whom he had never met, but his sister didn't see it, and by mistake saved Yun Lingyun who fell off the cliff.

Because of him, the matter of seeing his sister was also delayed.

Now that he sees his sister who is very similar to himself, he doesn't know how to face her.

Yun Lingxi frowned irritably, and her voice became colder: "Your sister is dead. ”

The headache Yuehua Palace was too mysterious before, but now that she knows the origin of Yuehua Palace and this body, she only feels that she has a more headache.

What kind of is this, it is not as good as the Moon Birch Palace is the enemy.

As soon as the words fell, the already quiet hall could be heard.

"Ahem, the princess of King Chu Xuan has been living abroad since she was a child, and her temperament is cold, which is normal, it is good for the palace master of Yun Shao to associate with her more in the future."

Emperor Hanxue coughed lightly twice and opened his mouth with a smile, breaking the heavy and stagnant atmosphere.

"Hehe, yes, the girl has been away for so long, and it is normal to be on guard when she sees her brother for the first time." General Wen also smiled and spoke.

"That's it, young palace master, now that the little palace master has also appeared, what you have next is time to get along." Prime Minister Situ also laughed: "It is said that time is the best medicine to cure everything, after all, you are brothers and sisters, and after getting along for a long time, the little palace master will naturally be close to you." ”

The atmosphere eased slightly, and the dancing girls took on the stage again.

However, before a dance was over, a bigger storm came.

"The National Teacher has arrived—"

The little eunuch's high-pitched voice came again.

A tall figure came in the moonlight.

His face looked like he was about thirty years old, handsome and elegant, and his temperament was gentle.

A strand of hair like silver snow, casually half-tied behind him.

The breeze blew, and the silver hair and the corners of the snow-white clothes were entangled, ethereal and dusty.

"See Your Majesty." The national teacher bowed slightly, and his ethereal tone seemed to not eat the fireworks of the world.

Yun Lingxi looked at him with a heavy guard in his eyes.

The aura on this national teacher is too clean.

Either that, or his disguise is good.

Either that, he's really pure and clean.

But how can there be pure and clean people in the world?

What's more, his hands are still stained with the blood of A Yuanniang's relatives.

"National teacher, please take a seat." Emperor Hanxue sat up straight and motioned for the national teacher to sit on his right.

Ah Yuan, who had been keeping his head down, raised his eyes and looked at the three people on the main seat after the arrival of the national teacher, the hands in his sleeves were clenched, and his muscles were tense.

The enemy is close at hand, but he can't take revenge for the time being.

This feeling of powerlessness almost broke him.

He closed his eyes fiercely, pressing all the hatred deep into his eyes.

He had been waiting for so many years and was not afraid to wait a few more days.

"Your Majesty, the heavens warn."

At this time, the ethereal voice of the national teacher sounded softly, like a muffled thunder exploding in this world.

Emperor Hanxue quietly glanced at the graceful Concubine Xin, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"Warning?"

The clear eyes of the national teacher did not carry any emotion, he calmly looked at everyone, and slowly spoke: "During this period of time, the national teacher has been in retreat and divination, but it is considered bad luck. ”

"Is there a way to crack it?" Emperor Hanxue stared at the wine cup in his hand, and his tone was flat, so that people could not see his emotions.

The national teacher pondered for a moment and nodded slightly: "If you want to crack it, it is not difficult, but it is not easy." ”