Killed......

An looked at Xuanyi Zhenren steadily, and after being silent for a moment, he suddenly asked, "What about Zhenren?" ”

"As a close attendant of the queen of heaven, hasn't the real person been discovered, or is there any way not to be discovered?"

Xuanyi Zhenren's voice was cold, and he said, "I'm different from you. ”

It's different, what's the difference?

Is it that the queen of heaven has long known that Xuanyi Zhenren is a monk, or does Xuanyi Zhenren really have any way to hide himself?

An Yan asked, "Then may I ask the real person, what should I do?" ”

Xuanyi Zhenren said coldly: "You go and let Yu Xiangye push off this position for you." ”

An Yan shook his head and said: "This will came once yesterday, and my uncle asked me to say that I was sick, and the result was that they came again this morning." ”

Xuanyi Zhenren's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said, "Then you only need to be really sick." ”

It is not difficult for her to leave a person bedridden, and it is possible for An to get away with a contagious illness.

"Did you ever think about how this would affect my uncle?" Ann asked rhetorically.

"You're really not afraid of death!" Xuanyi Zhenren frowned.

An laughed out loud: "Of course I'm afraid of death, but real people shouldn't let me die." ”

A wave of qi erupted from Xuanyi Zhenren's body, which hit An Yan's body directly, knocking him all over the place on the bed.

"I'm going to make you sick, do you have a choice?" Her voice was cold, her robe was hunting because of the air flow just now, and the green silk and dust behind her head also flew at the same time.

An Yan coughed violently a few times and got up clutching his stuffy chest.

"As a member of the auxiliary country, will a real person do such a thing that is not conducive to the harmony of kings and ministers?"

After saying this, An Yan found that Xuanyi's real person's gaze seemed to be even colder.

He breathed a long sigh of relief to ease his breath, and then continued: "I just want to be like the real person, who taught me the method of immortality, and I am grateful, but my uncle also has the kindness of recreating for me, and I don't want to do anything harmful to my uncle. ”

Yu Jingtang is his biggest backer, and An Yi pointed to his uncle to survive in Luoyang.

Xuanyi Zhenren didn't make a sound, but just flipped his hand lightly, and an extra green pill appeared in his palm.

Seeing this, An Yan grinned lightly: "What good things does the real person want to eat for me again?" ”

"Forget the worries." Xuanyi Zhenren said coldly.

"Eat it, and you will forget everything between you and me, and even if you are found to be a monk, you will not confess me until you die."

An Yan's heart was suddenly shocked, and his hands subconsciously clenched tightly.

This woman is really?!

Is he really going to break the net, but his hole cards seem to be useless to Xuanyi Zhenren.

An Yan unconsciously tilted his neck a little, looked at the other party and said, "What are the real people afraid of?" ”

Xuanyi Zhenren sneered: "What do you think you are, Yu Jingtang's own daughters have been burned to death, why are you alive!" ”

An Yan's mind was changing at the moment, and he was a little unsure whether this woman had already made up her mind to draw a line with him.

She really can't bear to die by herself?

Wrong...... Wrong......

Isn't it because of her physique that she has kept herself until now, and even taught herself to practice?

Wouldn't it be better to really use that Forgetful Pill to make herself seriously ill, anyway, according to what she said, she won't do her business anymore after the flood.

An Yan stabilized his mind, looked at the pill in Xuanyi Zhenren's hand, and said with a smile: "It's too troublesome, entering the palace is death, since the real person is afraid of being involved by me, why don't you let me die in this room tonight, it's best to die of illness, and it can also respond to the fact that I had a serious illness yesterday, so that it will not involve the real person, and my uncle will also be able to explain." ”

Xuanyi Zhenren didn't react, her quiet eyes stared at An Yan tightly, and the room was deadly silent.

Is this kid hard-hearted?

She pondered for a long time, then suddenly put the green pill back again, and with a light movement of her slender fingertips, two short daggers flew out from under the pillow of the bed, floating in the air in front of Xuanyi Zhenren.

She glanced over and asked, "You hate me, don't you?" ”

An Yan said: "I kept it to always be vigilant and remember the instructions of real people. ”

"You're just a tool to me."

"If there were no real people, I would be just an ignorant and shallow mortal who has never been enlightened."

"You're only mortal now!" Xuanyi's real voice was cold.

An was disgusted with his expression and continued: "I want to be like a real person. ”

Xuanyi Zhenren looked at him condescendingly: "Then do you know how much you have to pay?" ”

An Yan asked rhetorically, "Is there much that I might have lost just now?" ”

Xuanyi Zhenren's expression froze, what he might have lost just now was nothing more than life.

But she soon looked at An Yi with a blank look.

"On the 25th of this month, you are going to get married?"

"I keep in mind the instructions of the real person, and I will not have sex with my wife for the time being."

"Hmm." Xuanyi Zhenren only issued an indifferent response, and then said. "You can go to the ministry to report and go to work in the palace, and I will protect your life."

An Yan took a deep breath and arched his hand: "Thank you for the real person!" ”

Xuanyi Zhenren asked without a clue: "Do you know what is equivalent to losing life for the immortals?" ”

Ann was puzzled and looked at her suspiciously.

"Freedom." Xuanyi Zhenren said.

"Long time, endless time, if you want to put on the shackles, don't blame me for harming you."

The night was cold, and Xuanyi's real figure disappeared without a trace.

The door was open again, and the night was boundless.

An Yi thought to herself: This woman is talking in a fog.

Xuanyi Zhenren prevented him from entering the palace, not only, or not at all, because he would die.

She has the ability to let herself survive, since her identity as a monk in the palace will inevitably be exposed, it means that Xuanyi is a monk, and the queen of heaven knows!

And allow her to continue to exist.

And at what cost? The reason?

Is this what Xuanyi really wants to give?

An Yan took out a thumb-sized vial and looked at it carefully in his hand.

Xuanyi real people have to bow their heads to the queen of heaven, is it useful to rely on this thing alone?

The previous idea may be a little whimsical, but the future road needs to be cautious!

The night passed quickly, and the sky was bright.

An was tired of going to see Yu Jingtang.

"Uncle."

"Here we are." Yu Jingtang was not surprised by his arrival and motioned for him to sit down.

An was tired of seeing Yu Jingtang standing there writing on rice paper, so he didn't sit down.

"Now that I am also a member of the DPRK and China, I need to be careful in everything I say and do at home, talk less and do more."

"Remember, nephew."

"Do you know your position?"

"I read through some books last night and got some superficial understanding." An Yan responded.

The living room and the living room are called the two histories, recording the emperor's words and deeds, the living room notes, and the living house people's notes are included in the living notes, and the living notes have the basic principle that the emperor cannot read them.

But that's all in the past.

An Yan consulted a lot of information to know that the position of the living house had long been dismissed by the queen of heaven, and now only the living room was left to record the words and deeds of the monarch and the emperor.

This also made An Wei have a clearer understanding of the power of this queen of heaven, and the historical official has a very special status among the officials of the imperial court, but she said that she will withdraw it, is it possible that there is no opposition from the Chinese courtiers?

Isn't this Jurley a mascot?

No wonder it was his turn to be a layman, and it had become a favor, used as a springboard for some people.

Yu Jingtang also told him some things that need to be paid attention to in the officialdom, as well as what he needs to pay attention to before the queen of heaven approaches.

Ann Yan listened carefully and took these words to heart.

Another day later, An Yan went to the official office early in the morning to report, the doorman should have been informed a long time ago, and An Yan was led directly to the inside after passing the name.

The prefect in charge was very enthusiastic about An, and he praised it there, probably a young and promising word.

Of course, this is all because Uncle An is the prime minister of the dynasty, and his future father-in-law is the squire of the Ministry of Rites.

The official uniform and official seal have also been prepared for An Yan a long time ago, and the official uniform is dark green, which looks a little bright, corresponding to his grade.

There is also a pass to and from the palace, which can only be possessed by special official positions.

An Yan followed the time and went to the side gate of the palace in the afternoon.

No matter which door is guarded by Xuanjia guards, one by one awe-inspiring and slaughtering, people can't help but be in awe.

Fortunately, there are people waiting for him here.

It was the female official who had passed the decree before, Shi Rong.

She was the only one standing there, dressed in a silver official uniform that was different from that of a normal court official, and it was embroidered with cumbersome patterns.

An Yan uncorked the vial at his waist, gently stroked his fingers over the mouth of the bottle, and plugged it back on.

If the amount is large, ordinary people will faint first if they can't stand it.

"Ann-sama!"

"Lord Shi." An Yan stepped forward and saluted.

It may be because of the Xuanjiawei next to her, Shi Rong behaved dignified and decent, and just smiled at An Yan.

"Lord An, please come with me."

This palace door seems to be a little biased, there are only the two of them in the long corridor, and there are no other palace maids to see inside.

"Is Lord Shi waiting for me?" An Yan asked after Shi Rong.

"The palace is so big, it's easy to get lost when you come here for the first time, isn't it good for me to lead the way for Lord An?" Shi Rong's pace slowed down and whispered with a smile.

An Yan moved closer to her again: "That's naturally the best." ”

Shi Rong looked back at this time, and was already some distance away from those Xuanjia guards in reverse, before reaching out to grab An Yan's hand: "Lord An, you have to follow closely, don't get lost." ”

What a profligate woman!

An was disgusted with the cold sneer, and let her hold her hand and knead it gently.

The two walked through the aisle of the city gate step by step, and the light instantly brightened up again.

An Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the auspicious clouds and dragons high in the sky.

This brass dragon looks so terrifying, after all, it is still being manipulated.

There is nothing to be afraid of if you are human.

"Ann...... Adult ......"

There was a light call in her ears, and it was Shi Rong who stopped, turned around and looked at him with a flushed face and heavy breathing, her legs still cramped and twisted, which was very contrary to the dignified and decent official uniform on her body.

An Yan smiled on his face: "What's the matter, Lord Shi?" ”