"Your Majesty."

"The minister thinks that His Royal Highness is not a demon girl, there must be a misunderstanding, please Your Majesty to investigate."

Song Wenqing stood between Shangguan Qing and Ji Caiyan, blocking Ji Caiyan and Shangguan Qing's line of sight looking at each other.

"Don't mention this matter again, I'll discuss it with the Heavenly Master."

"This matter must not be passed on to the second mouth, otherwise it will be punished as the crime of deceitful king."

The old emperor closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a fierce look.

The tyrant's momentum on his body is undoubtedly revealed.

Everyone only felt a chill shrouded in their bodies, and remembered the tyrant emperor in the mouth of the older generation.

Subconsciously shuddered.

Even Shangguan Qing trembled a little unconsciously.

The tyrant emperor of that year was not only cruel to the people of the Great Yan Dynasty, but also to the vassal countries.

Several elders of the Shangguan Imperial Family, each of them were tortured, and now when they mentioned the emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, they all trembled.

The elders inflicted this pain on the juniors, and Shangguan Qing was faintly afraid of this tyrant emperor who had been a good emperor for more than 30 years.

"Yes!"

The crowd answered.

But these county lords are all people from several royal palaces, and they can't stop the crowd.

Ji Caiyan is a matter of demon girls, and it will definitely be spread.

And the believers of the Heavenly Master will definitely have a strong resistance to Ji Caiyan.

The peony banquet was unhappily dispersed.

"Your Highness, the minister will send you."

Song Wenqing said that, and followed Ji Caiyan all the way.

Not a word was said on the way.

Ji Caiyan didn't say anything about the demon girl.

Ji Cai didn't mention it because he knew that the Heavenly Master might be the system, the main god, and he would detect it when he spoke.

Song Wenqing didn't mention it because he understood that the wall had ears.

Ji Caiyan once told him that if you want to do something, you can do it, and if you say it, even if there is no one around, you will be heard.

As soon as Fan Tongtong and the Heavenly Master appeared, they should have guessed something, and they all guessed something.

Unconsciously, Ji Caiyan and Song Wenqing had already walked to the East Palace.

Ji Caiyan looked back at Song Wenqing, wanting him to be careful, but what he said was,

"It's good for Lord Song to wear blue."

His brows furrowed, and he didn't know how to explain the relationship between Fan Tongtong and the bullshit Heavenly Master.

"The minister will only wear blue clothes from now on."

Song Wenqing saluted respectfully with Ji Caiyan.

Seeing that he was inexplicably going to give Ji Caiyan a big gift, Ji Caiyan subconsciously went to help Song Wenqing's hand.

The two hands collided, and Ji Caiyan touched the two copper plates.

Ji Caiyan looked at the palm of his hand, it was two ancient coins.

It is the same as the two ancient coins that Master Shang Li gave him.

It is a token belonging to the people of the Yimen lineage.

Master Shang Li only has one apprentice of his own, and the rules of the Yimen inheritance are in the same line.

Ji Caiyan didn't think that Song Wenqing was Master Shang Li's master.

Then there is only one possibility, Song Wenqing is his apprentice.

Thinking of Xiao Zhu Zhu's ability to travel through time and space, Ji Caiyan instantly understood.

Presumably, Song Wenqing also knew about the god-killing plan.

No wonder, no wonder.

No wonder Song Wenqing is so respectful to himself every day, and he wants to be flirtatious and respectful, which is too disobedient.

Originally...... He is his elder.

The corners of Ji Caiyan's mouth were slightly hooked, and he didn't know how to put the two ancient coins back into Song Wenqing's palm.

Song Wenqing's fingers gently rubbed the ancient money, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

It's all in plain sight.

"Ahem......"

The old emperor coughed vigorously with a mouthful of old phlegm.

He's been standing here for a long time, and no one can see him?

"Grandpa Huang, when did you come?"

Ji Caiyan touched his nose.

"You came when you were married to each other."

The old emperor opened his mouth angrily.

Ji Caiyan: ......

What husband and wife worship, it is obviously Song Wenqing worshipping.

"See Your Majesty."

Song Wenqing saluted the old emperor without changing his face.

"You stand down, I have something to say."

The old emperor glanced at Prime Minister Song, who looked like a pig's head, and waved his hand at him.

A little disgusted.

"Your Highness, the minister retires."

Song Wenqing looked at Ji Caiyan, smiled slightly, and turned to leave.

"Huh-"

The old emperor sighed, slandering in his heart.

"He said that he was a minister of the Great Yan Dynasty, and when he said goodbye, he only retired with Xiao Yan, and he couldn't see the emperor of me!"

Ji Caiyan blinked, pretending not to hear the meaning of the "sigh" in the old emperor's mouth.

"Grandpa Huang, don't you think it's ......?"

Ji Caiyan originally wanted to be a coquette, and learned from the heroine in the TV series to sell miserably.

As a result, the old emperor slapped Ji Caiyan on the back of the head.

"Less nonsense, you witch!"

The old emperor scolded righteously, and a piece of paper slammed Ji Caiyan's face.

On the rice paper, three large simplified Chinese characters were written in black and white -- Enter the space.

This is not the text of the Great Yan Dynasty, it is a question from the twenty-first century.

Ji Caiyan looked at the words, and then looked at the old emperor with a wrinkled face, shocked!

So, the third traverser is her grandfather?

"Your grandfather is still your grandfather!"

The old emperor nodded arrogantly, then stretched out his little thumb and gouged out his ears.

There is no dog system to whisper in his ears every day, but the old emperor feels that his ears must not be better.

The imperial doctor can't cure it.

It's not that he doesn't have a problem with his ears.

Can he not know if he is sick or not? Definitely sick, otitis!

Ji Caiyan was messy for a long time, and then the old emperor was another big big and sober.

Ji Caiyan touched his nose and wanted to say something, but closed his mouth again.

Pitchers have ears.

So, such a scene appeared in the palace.

The old emperor looked majestic, took two steps and hit Ji Caiyan, looking like he was punishing the junior.

Ji Caiyan walked timidly towards the East Palace.

It looks like a wretch.

In fact, the two were looking for the right place to enter the space.

Only in space can speech not be monitored.

"Xiaoyan, I heard that this palace ......"

As soon as he entered the East Palace, Ji Shuchen walked over.

He also heard what was happening in the Imperial Garden, and the Celestial Master said that Ji Caiyan was a demon girl.

"Get out!"

As soon as Ji Shuchen appeared, he was kicked by the old emperor.

What's the use of raising a son?

It's not as good as a barbecued pork bun.

Every day, I know that I will take my daughter-in-law to play in the mountains and rivers, eat, drink and have fun, and I don't take him and his daughter-in-law with me!

Thinking about it, he was angry, raised his foot and kicked it out of the hall directly.

The dark line of the palace: The abolished prince was beaten by the emperor again, and was completely given up by the emperor.

Ji Shuchen, who was kicked twice inexplicably: ???

space.

"Grandpa Huang, are you ...... Traverser? ”

Ji Caiyan stared at the old emperor with wide eyes, as if he wanted to recognize the shadow of his fellow countryman from this kind face.

After watching it for a long time, she didn't feel that her imperial grandfather, the biggest leader of feudal superstition, was a traverser.

"It's not important, it's important that these are the ...... your father planted?"

The old emperor looked at the space with a thriving and full grain warehouse, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, with a hint of heartache.

Just kicked Ji Shuchen and still kicked lightly.

The dog's son also told him yesterday that he was short of funds and asked for funds to build a workshop.

(End of chapter)