Early morning.

The rain in the imperial capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty stopped, the air was extremely fresh, and the imperial capital, which was magnificent and stretched for hundreds of miles, regained its powerful vitality in the sound of the bells and drums of dawn.

The ministers and doctors were busy in the morning, the merchants and high-rollers were in a hurry, and the ordinary people were running one after another, and there were those who were ready to participate in the Spring Festival, but had just come out of the Qinglou, gathered together to have breakfast and wrote a few crooked poems.

But in the imperial palace, which is inaccessible to tens of millions of officials and people, guarded by 70,000 Praetorian Guards, majestic and magnificent, in the Baji Palace, the atmosphere is a little tense at the moment.

In the huge palace, fifty-nine palace ladies and one hundred and three eunuchs, under the leadership of the queen mother, queen, princess, prince, prince, and prince who came to greet him, bowed quietly and waited.

This can be called the most powerful and luxurious lineup of the Great Zhou Empire, just waiting for His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Emperor and the Empress Dowager to get up.

The question is, did the elderly couple have sex last night? What do I need to prepare?

Inside the dormitory.

Huge dragon bed.

Xin Zhuo closed his eyes tightly, and the terrifying origin aura loomed.

On the side, Murong Yunxi was only wrapped in her belly, lying on the side, her back was as crystal as jade, like a piece of beautiful jade, she tilted her head, her handsome face was red, faintly revealing a hint of joy, and then pursed her lips and snickered.

Xin Zhuo opened his eyes.

Murong Yunxi moved over, pillowed his chin with his left hand, and drew a circle on Xin Zhuo's chest with his right hand: "The surname is Xin, I finally got you, hum!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Xin Zhuo stretch out a finger and wave it lightly, and she floated in the air.

"What did you get?" Xin Zhuo's eyes were slightly cold.

Murong Yunxi didn't care at all, pointed to the red little mouth, and then made a strange gesture.

Xin Zhuo sighed and let her go.

Murong Yunxi was shirtless, tumbling vigorously, a pair of legs that were not too long jumped onto the dragon couch, and blinked: "It was fragrant last night?"

Approaching cheekily, he closed his eyes and pursed his red mouth: "......"

"Get out!"

Xin Zhuo scolded.

Murong Yunxi wrinkled his nose, put on his robe in a slippery manner, and then picked up the empress dowager's shelf, and shouted cold and solemnly outside: "Come on, wait for His Majesty the Holy Ancestor to change his clothes!"

"Crunch—"

The door of the palace was pushed open by Sanjingzi, and the dense but orderly palace maids and eunuchs lowered their heads and entered with washing, wiping, and changing clothes.

Xin Zhuo wanted to refuse, but he wanted to experience the treatment of this damn feudal society emperor, so he had to get up and stretch out his arms.

Under the service of well-trained palace ladies and eunuchs, he quickly took on a new look, not only majestic without losing the emperor's richness, but also clean and neat, handsome and free.

"Is Your Majesty having breakfast, or is it going to see the Queen Mother, the Queen, the Princes and the Princesses?" Mikeiko asked in a whisper.

On the side, Murong Yunxi said softly: "Your Majesty, it's better to have breakfast and join them in your invitation, it will save trouble."

Xin Zhuo nodded.

A little, all kinds of delicate dim sum fish run in.

After Xin Zhuo and Murong Yunxi sat down, the Empress Dowager, who was in her sixties and had gray temples; the graceful and generous queen mother; Five princes and couples, the crown prince, the prince and the princess entered respectfully.

The old queen mother knelt down first: "Daughter-in-law, ask my father and mother!"

Then the queen mother knelt down: "Granddaughter-in-law asks the emperor's grandfather and grandmother!"

This was followed by a series of bowel greetings.

Xin Zhuo watched silently, only to feel ridiculous, these top noble people of the feudal dynasty all knelt at their feet, and the ancestor-like title was really difficult for him to accept.

The experiences of life are really emotional.

Murong Yunxi, who was on the side, blinked and said regretfully: "It would be nice if they were all biological!"

was glanced at by Xin Zhuo, and quickly lowered his head.

Xin Zhuo then said: "Get up!"

"Emperor Xie's father/grandfather/great-grandfather......"

A group of people got up, stood respectfully with their heads bowed, and did not dare to leave without orders.

Xin Zhuo ate a hibiscus meat bun before saying, "When did Ji Yu become a parent?" Why are the children and grandchildren so old? ”

This is a strange question, and no one dares to answer it casually.

Murong Yunxi said with a smile: "In the first year of Dazhong, that is, the second year when Ji Yu was taken away and returned from Fulong Mountain, the Queen Mother was seventeen years old when she was fourteen years old, and her eldest son was the current emperor Ji Yong.

Ji Yu is sixty-three years old this year, and the emperor is forty-nine years old this year. The emperor is Chengxiang's fourteen-year-old parent, fifteen-year-old son Ji Kang, that is, the previous prince, Chinese New Year's Eve is thirty-four years old, the prince became a parent at the age of fifteen, gave birth to a son at the age of sixteen, the eldest son of the crown prince, Pingyang Wang Ji Ze is eighteen years old this year, fifteen years old, and his son is two years old!

In other words, Your Majesty is now a great-grandfather and has a great-great-grandson! ”

Xin Zhuo continued to eat a few bites of breakfast before saying, "Got it, step down!"

The old queen mother, queen, prince, and prince were relieved, respectfully withdrew from the palace, and turned to leave.

Murong Yunxi waved away a group of eunuchs and palace maids from Sanjingzi and asked, "Ji Yu was personally sent to the throne by you, you treat him like a son, why don't you want to see him when you come back?" You know what I mean, he's cultivating immortals with a group of old immortals. ”

Xin Zhuo waved his sleeves: "No hurry!"

"Not in a hurry?" Murong Yunxi was puzzled, and looked him up and down: "What realm are you now?" Do you know that those old fairies have bad intentions, and they have a deep background, and they don't know what they want to do with Ji Yu.

The masters of the four sects of Tianji, Taiping, Shenyin, and Honghua are all entrenched in the imperial capital to prepare for escort, and a few days ago, Su Wuji's old prince risked his life to meet him, but he was strangely seriously ill?

They were afraid that Ji Yu's kid would be bewitched by that group of old immortals and do something out of the ordinary. Even if I persuade Ji Yu these days, he doesn't listen! ”

Xin Zhuo asked, "So, what the hell are they doing?"

Murong Yunxi shook his head: "I don't know!"

Xin Zhuo nodded at the long table and said, "Where are the four masters and Su Wuji now?"

"Su Wuji's Nanli Palace."

……

King Nanli is the old king of the Seven Dynasties, which can be traced back to the era of Xuanzong of Zhou, when Emperor Yang of Zhou and the current Emperor Shengzu were collectively called "Nanli Xiqin".

The old prince is one hundred and twenty years old, and he has assisted Emperor Taishang and the current emperor for decades, and he can be called old and strong, old and strong, but he suddenly fell ill a few days ago and has been bedridden for a long time.

Nanli Wangfu, located in Qinglanfang.

At noon, there were faintly many martial arts masters shooting in, rolling up a martial arts ripple, and the guards in front of the gate seemed to be commonplace, watching their noses and noses.

Until, a young man stood in front of the gate, looking into the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

"Nanli Palace, idlers are not allowed to enter!"

Only then did the sixteen guards widen their eyes, their spears and spears crossed, and glared angrily.

Xin Zhuo turned a deaf ear and just looked at the mansion silently, this was Su Miaojin's home in the imperial capital back then.

I wonder if she is still called Su Miaojin now? What is the identity?

"Boy, can't you get in?"

A cold voice suddenly came from behind him, with a hint of domineering and disdain, "If you know martial arts, you can break into the door and destroy those cowards!" ”

(End of chapter)