(210) In the next ten days, Xiu'er fought with the empress almost every day. The empress also took Xiu'er to Wanpinzhai for dinner that day every day. There was no way, the familiar and unfamiliar smell made the empress say countless times not to go, and the next day, she went again.

"Hey, this leg has its own consciousness, don't blame me." The empress desperately tried to make excuses for herself.

"Madam, why do you come to this restaurant every day?" Xiu'er doesn't know too much, although the taste is really delicious. But it is not that there is only this restaurant.

The empress was silent: "The taste of first love." ”

Xiu'er, who has no heart and no lungs, naturally won't delve into these.

What the empress and Xiu'er didn't know was that every time they went to the restaurant to eat, all the dishes were actually not made by the chef of the restaurant.

In a separate small kitchen in the restaurant, Emperor Dongyu's eldest grandson Ce is still working diligently as a cook, and the prime minister is still diligent and diligent.

"Master, you came in advance in a hurry, just to cook for the empress every day?" The prime minister of the fire looked sad, he was the prime minister of a country, and he had been working full-time to burn the fire for several days.

Changsun Ce didn't answer, still concentrating on his cooking.

"Master, you go back to Nanyuan once a year to secretly see people, why don't you just order and tell people the truth back then." The prime minister was so smoked that he cried.

Woo woo, as an emperor who grew up together since childhood, he has been with him in Nanyuan for many years, and he is the only person in the entire Dongyu who knows about this matter.

Changsun Ce finally raised his head, glanced at him, and whispered, "She won't want to see me." ”

The prime minister sighed, stopped talking, and burned the fire silently.

Changsun Ce continued to cook: "What she cares about, I have always kept for her." ”

The prime minister of the fire no longer spoke, of course he knew that the emperor did not say this to him.

These days, Xuanyuan Xue has also become more enthusiastic, and often sends Xiu'er some special products such as alabaster brought by Nanyuan, and the relationship with Xiu'er has also warmed up.

And Hao Se has an extra heart, every time Xiu'er says that she is going to find the empress, she will arrange for a subordinate to follow. In her heart, because she had a vague guess, she was a little uneasy.

The results of Jing Yi's investigation have not yet come out.

However, after more than ten days, until the eve of the Kyushu race, everything was safe.

In the past few days, the embassies of various countries in Kyushu have arrived one after another, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites have been receiving people outside the city gate almost every day. And Hao Se simply didn't care about picking up people, and left the Ministry of Rites responsible.

The first to receive it was the honor guard of the Empress Nanyuan, and as expected, it was really only an honor guard.

The waiter of the Ministry of Rites gritted his teeth and swore secretly that he would have to let Lord Shangshu participate in the court to manage the defense of the city gate and the governor of the five armies. If the spies of the enemy country come over, it will be a big deal.

As soon as he finished complaining, he received the honor guard of Dongyu Kingdom.

Well, like Nan Yuan, he also picked up a loneliness. Emperor Dongyu was actually the same as the Empress of Nanyuan, and it was said that he entered the city directly a few days earlier.

The waiter of the Ministry of Rites almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

This Emperor Dongyu and Empress Nanyuan are both weirdos, and he sees that these two people simply make a pair and forget it, and have another freak daughter to take over the throne.

When the waiter of the Ministry of Rites went back that day, he went to the mansion of Lord Shangshu and made a small report.

Lord Shangshu lifted his eyelids when he was on the ground: "There is a regent, don't worry, flies can't fly in." If you come in, you pretend you don't see it. ”

Look, these genera can't hold their breath. This Nanyuan Empress and Emperor Dongyu, all their actions are being monitored under the nose of the regent, what are you afraid of.

As for the Empress Nanyuan and Emperor Dongyu, he, the Lord of Shangshu, had actually heard a little gossip by chance. Tsk tsk, this time, there's a good show to watch.

The waiter of the Ministry of Rites sighed in his heart.

After picking up two loneliness in a row, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites was lazy on the third day.

This time, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites still didn't receive anyone. It's not that there is another strange emperor or prince or something, the first two strange people have secretly entered the city.

This time, it was Yelu Dan, the wolf king of Xirong, who was the prince of Xirong in Tianchen's words.

At that time, the people of the Ministry of Rites stood on both sides of the city gate according to the reception ceremony, and they saw the honor guard of Xirong coming from a distance, and they were all ready.

Outcome......

When the carriage arrived, the people of the Ministry of Rites took on the loneliness of innovation again.

Grandma's, the squire almost cursed. Who are you playing here? Are these high-level leaders of various countries all sick in the brain? Play with him one by one.

The waiter couldn't help but curse in a low voice. Before he finished scolding, he heard a commotion from the crowd. Countless gasps and exclamations suddenly rang out, accompanied by a gust of wind blowing in front of the city gate.

The wind almost blew off the official hat of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites.

The waiter of the Ministry of Rites grabbed the official hat. Damn, the head can be broken and the blood can be shed, and the official hat cannot be lost.

The squire, who was clutching his hat, looked up at the exclamation, and his mouth opened so wide that he couldn't close it for a long time.

At this moment, the sky is blue and the sun is shining.

In his sight, a legendary eagle owl from the Western Regions spread its huge wings and swept over like streamlinings, its golden hook-like claws shining in the sun.

On the back of the eagle, a man stood in the air.

The man, dressed in red, with a fierce and stretched posture, stood on top of the eagle, with a thin waist and long legs. Against the backdrop of clear sky, he was dressed like iron, hunting distinctly, and crossed the sky.

Everywhere they passed, the crowd exclaimed and followed all the way.

The eagle swept in front of the squire, flapping its wings, sweeping the squire almost staggered, and finally stabilized his body, and the official hat that had been hard to maintain finally fell down with a click.

I'm an immortal grandmother, a self-proclaimed scholar, and finally broke the defense and scolded Sven fiercely in my heart.

The eagle stopped and raised his golden claws at Lord Shilang very angrily, which frightened Lord Shilang again, and the hat he had just put on fell off again.

The squire with an infinite shadow in his heart: "......."

Lao Tzu draws a circle and curses you. He felt that only this popular curse in the teahouse script could express his mood at the moment.

Lord Shirou dared not speak in anger, and only dared to use a curse phrase that has been very popular in ghost stories recently. He cursed this pretending to be the last in the Kyushu race, falling while walking, and choking on eating.

However, scolding and scolding, Lord Shilang still looked at the eagle eagle with curiosity.

He was very curious about what kind of strange appearance he should look like when he appeared in such a fashionable and disgusting way.

The person on the eagle swept away the air with long legs as energetic and powerful as iron, and jumped down from the eagle, his movements neat and wild.

The man raised his head, revealing a wild and sweet face, and an exaggerated crescent-shaped pendant on his left ear, colorful and slightly trembling, tinkling and tinking.