Coming to the palace gate, the ministers in the palace seemed to have arrived, at this moment, although the sky was not fully lit, they were already standing neatly on both sides of the palace gate, not saying a word, not moving, seeing it was like two rows of tall and short fat and thin sculptures lined up in the palace. There is a gilded throne not far above the palace door, and the throne is the little emperor who sat last night, at this moment, his childish little face is full of rare Yan sù, and his straight little body looks like there is a trace of majesty, but the hands on the throne are because of the green tendons that are clenched and reveal his mentality at the moment.

He was nervous and uneasy.

I took a deep breath, folded my hands in front of me, tried to be as dignified and elegant as possible, and under the gaze of everyone, I pretended to be calm and calm, and slowly walked into the hall with my long skirt.

Suddenly, the sound of lifting clothes sounded, and when I looked sideways, the ministers on both sides were already kneeling on the ground. The god hesitated in his heart, whether the god of heaven would kneel or not, or not kneel, or not kneel for this human emperor? There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and he couldn't help but look back, and the person who came was actually late. Today, he has high black hair, a jade crown made of white gold, a light blue court dress, a crane shaped like a flying crane embroidered on his chest, and a pair of boots facing the sky with angry sea clouds under his feet, looking extremely romantic. The slender eyes were slightly raised, as if to examine someone, and the thin and colorless lips were slightly open, as if there was something to say. When he approached, he did not squint, looked straight ahead, and when he reached a place similar to that of the god in his book, he lifted his robe and knelt on the ground like all the ministers, leaned down on the ground, and said loudly: "The ministers see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live." The expression on his face was stern, not like he was deceiving people.

I couldn't believe my eyes, and I looked at him carefully, my eyebrows were still the same, but I just changed my clothes, and the person in front of me was clearly Xuanchi, but why did the prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace kneel down to a mortal so lightly, I can't figure it out?

Unable to suppress the curiosity in his heart, he rushed forward and grabbed his wrist tightly, and asked him, "Xuan Chi, why did you come to the palace, it was Yan Mo who went to look for you, did he ask you to come here to find me?"

I could only come up with this reason to convince myself, but the person in front of me seemed to not understand what I was saying at all, and a trace of doubt suddenly appeared on Ben Wujoy's face, and he raised his hand and shook off the hand that was holding his wrist tightly, and said unhappily: "What the step girl said, how can this king not understand a word, this king is the seventh brother of the first emperor, he grew up in the palace since he was a child, how could it be that he suddenly appeared in the palace, and besides, who is the Yanmo Emperor you are talking about, this king has never heard of it." ”

He said it with a serious face, and it didn't look like he was lying to me.

I comforted myself in my heart, perhaps, it was really not him, it was really just a mortal who looked very similar to him! And when I touched his veins just now, I also clearly felt that all his veins were not owned by immortals, but only ordinary mortals.

Above the main hall, the voices of the ministers resounded, turning heads and ears, one after another, the words were full of dissatisfaction with the gods, and above the treasure hall, the little emperor on the dragon chair also became a little displeased, with a small face and angry eyes.

In order to avoid provoking gossip, Ben Shangshen cautiously took a few steps back to the side, a little further away from this man who was extremely similar in appearance to Xuan Chi.

After the tedious canonization ceremony, it was already noon, and I felt a little hungry when I touched my stomach, so I wanted to copy the path of the imperial garden and hurry back to the Water Moon Palace, but I accidentally met Burong Xiao on the way.

After the delicate and enchanting peony flowers, he stood in a light blue court dress, like a pen of red green dotted among thousands of red stamens. I watched him stand sideways in it, and there were no other idlers around, and wondered if he was waiting for me here, just when he mistook him for someone else at the court meeting, which made him a little unhappy, so I approached him, intending to compensate him.

Before he could get closer, he turned around, the corners of his lips raised, his slender eyes narrowed slightly because the sun was too dazzling in the daytime, and his eyes were as dark as night to look this way, as if he had expected me to take this shortcut, and had waited for me here.

Ben Shangshen slowly approached him, while approaching, while planning in his heart to face him for a while, which wording and which words to use to apologize to him, the fan in his hand shook and shook, the person got closer and closer, three steps away from him, Fang stopped, smiled and looked at the opposite side with a calm face, bowed slightly:" Fang was in the palace, and mistakenly thought that Uncle Huang was a friend that Bu Yao hadn't seen for many years, so his behavior was a little rude, at this moment, Bu Yao was here to compensate Uncle Huang, and I hope that Uncle Huang doesn't care about the little woman's mistakes, don't take that matter to heart. ”

He smiled slightly, approached, suddenly his eyes were sharp, and he held my wrist tightly, his heart was slightly larger, and it hurt a little to pinch, and the god was hindered by being in the mortal world, and he couldn't use immortal magic on him, so he endured it. Gritting his teeth, holding back the pain, he asked: "What does the emperor mean, in broad daylight, the woman holding her nephew's hand in the imperial garden refuses to let go, aren't you worried that someone in this imperial garden will pass by, see the scene in front of you, and tell the emperor, saying that you are bullying your nephew and daughter-in-law in the imperial garden, causing the world to laugh." ”

The eyes of the person in front of him were vicious, but his face was still as gentle as jade, and he was humble, for a moment, the god saw that he wanted to destroy the god at this time, and the hand on his wrist was loose and tight, tight and loose, I don't know that after several struggles in his heart, he finally slowly let go of my wrist very unwillingly.

"Concubine Yao, I'm afraid you have a deep misunderstanding of this king. The smile on his face faded, and he said: "The current emperor is the son of the king's brother, and Concubine Yao is also the concubine of the emperor today, how dare this king have such rude thoughts about you Concubine Yao." The reason why this king grabbed Concubine Yao was just to ask clearly, who was the princess talking about at today's court meeting, and why did Concubine Yao mistake this king for him?"

Originally, the god thought that he didn't know this person anyway, so he casually said to him: "Chi is Yaolian...... I haven't seen him for a long time, he went to Beijing to take the exam many years ago, I don't know what the final result is, anyway, after so many years of separation, I always thought that he was already an official in the imperial court, so I met with the imperial uncle above the hall just now, and mistook you for him, this ...... Yaolian can't compensate the imperial uncle here, and hopes that the imperial uncle Haihan will forgive Yaolian for her rudeness. As he spoke, he bowed slightly, ready to mean, and made an apology, but his hands had just folded at his waist, and before he could bow down, his two arms had been grabbed by him and pulled up.

He smiled and said: "It's a misunderstanding, why do you have to apologize to this king, Concubine Yao is strict." Stretched out his hand to help me up, the smile on his face floated slightly, his eyes were deep, and he looked extremely warm in the sun, completely different from what he saw in the palace just now, he was a ruthless character, at this moment, I was more sure than ever that he was not the goods of Xuan Chi, and the brains of Xuan Chi were not worth one-tenth of him at all, this person was too smart, the city was too deep, but it was too well hidden, no wonder he could control the entire Zhou Dynasty in his hands, and he could turn the little emperor into a puppet in his hands.

"Niangniang, Niangniang, why are you still here?"

Just thinking about it, Yurun's voice came from the other end of the imperial garden, turned her head to look, her eyes met, as if she had seen something terrible, first screamed, and then covered her mouth with her hands in fright, and looked at the left and right side of the imperial garden with a frightened face, and turned around and stomped her feet there in a hurry, but she didn't dare to come.

"Uncle Huang. ”

He glanced up at Bu Rongxiao, looked down and looked at his hand that was still tightly clasped with him, quickly shook him off, pointed to the still hot sun in the sky with an embarrassed face, and said to him: "This, it's not too early at this time, Bu Yao will no longer delay Uncle Huang's business, and leave first." ”

After speaking, he leaned over and bowed to him slightly, and walked quickly to the other end of the imperial garden.