Chapter 57: Identification of Identity

Under that silver light, a man dressed in the Holy Moon Emperor's robe sat domineeringly in the dragon chair.

He was covered in silver light, and he couldn't see what he looked like.

It's just that domineering, but it makes people awe from the bottom of their hearts, and there is a feeling of wanting to bow down.

"The concubine and the seventeenth princess have seen His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Minister, Marquis Xiaoyao, I have seen His Majesty the Emperor."

Jiang Wenjing didn't kneel, but just pulled the phoenix and gently blessed her body.

This move immediately shocked the ground.

Who is the Emperor? Lord of the entire Holy Moon Dynasty! Everywhere she passed, everything knelt, but the queen just pulled the seventeenth princess and simply blessed herself!

In the Chonghua Treasure Palace, there was silence, all the royal families were silent, and their eyes wandered between the emperor, the queen, and the seventeenth princess.

I heard earlier that the relationship between the emperor and the queen was very stiff because of the matter of the seventeenth princess, and I even heard that the emperor had imprisoned the queen in the Jiaoyun Palace.

I heard that the queen has long been a person and a ghost, but I didn't expect that when it came out today, it was even more bright and moving than half a year ago, and she captivated the country and the city!

Among the royal family, there were several concubines whose faces were not good in an instant, and they thought that they would see an extremely decadent Jiang Wenjing, but they didn't expect her to follow a teenage girl today.

"No need to be polite." On the dragon chair, the majestic Holy Moon Emperor's voice was low, without half a minute of fluctuation, and he couldn't hear joy, anger, sorrow, or joy.

After a while, his gaze fell on Huang Qingwan.

"Seventeen, come here." He waved at her and motioned for Phoenix to step forward.

Huang raised his eyes lightly and looked at Jiang Wenjing. Jiang Wenjing smiled at her, touched her hair, and said softly, "Go ahead." ”

Huang Qingwan secretly took a deep breath, his face was calm, a red dress was flying, and the face of Lori in the city was particularly dazzling in the glow of the sky.

Everyone's eyes fell on her alone, and after half a year, the seventeenth princess returned again, but she was a little more graceful than before.

She walked very slowly, but she showed a full princess temperament, Ji Bangyue is a proud daughter of the sky, no matter where she goes, she is the object of attention.

"Wait!"

However, Huang Qingwan had just taken a few steps, but a man dressed in a golden battle suit suddenly stood up, he was as rich as jade, with high black hair, like a god of war, it was the Seventh Prince, Ji Ming.

Huang Qingwan raised his eyes slightly, glanced at him indifferently, and said nothing.

I saw Ji Ming kneeling on one knee, clenching his fists and saying to the Holy Moon Emperor on the dragon chair, "Imperial Father, Seventeen has been missing for half a year, but suddenly appeared in the Water Curtain Cave, Erchen is worried that the Seventeen in front of him is fake, and I hope that the Imperial Father will verify his identity first!"

As soon as Ji Ming spoke, there was a gasp in the Chonghua Treasure Hall.

Everyone knows that the seventeenth princess is the most valued concubine of the imperial lord, and it has been said that thousands of years later, the seventeenth princess will replace him as the empress of the Holy Moon Dynasty.

Now that the seventeenth princess is back, I didn't expect that she didn't go a few steps, but her brother questioned her identity!

Huang lightly held her red eyes and narrowed slightly, she had seen her 'Seventh Brother' as early as in the Water Curtain Cave, and she really didn't have a good impression of this product.

At this time, he became the first person to make it difficult for her, and Huang Qingwan secretly wrote down this person, thinking about slowly killing him in the future!

And Jiang Wenjing and Jiang Wenjun both had cold eyes, and they were about to have a seizure, but they only heard the little phoenix snort coldly.