Chapter 32 The concubine is invited
Yi Dian
Ye Chenli raised his head and quietly looked at Emperor Dongming, but saw that the man had a bronze mask, completely covering his face, leaving no room for exploration, which made Ye Chenli slightly stunned, she was not strange about wearing a mask, but as an emperor, he didn't wear gold or silver, but he wore a pair of bronze, which was really unpredictable.
Emperor Dongming seemed to be aware of Ye Chenli's thoughts, and said lightly: "Let you laugh, my face was unfortunately injured a few years ago, and I am afraid of scaring people, so I have created this mask, and I hope you will forgive me." ”
"Your Majesty is too worried, and the ministers don't dare. After Xu Xiaona saluted, everyone fell into silence, no one took the initiative to speak, even Emperor Dongming sat quietly on the dragon chair, rubbing his eyebrows gently, as if the three of them were ignored.
After half a cup of tea, Emperor Dongming finally spoke, "You are tired of traveling and traveling, why don't I arrange for the palace people to take you to take a bath and rest first, and tonight, I will hold a dust washing banquet for you." ”
Ye Chenli lowered his eyes, but fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, if he didn't look carefully, he really couldn't see it, so that even Emperor Dongming was deceived.
"It's all up to Your Majesty's arrangement. Xu Xiaona glanced at Ye Lianze, then at Ye Chenli, saluted Emperor Dongming again, and followed the palace people out of the Yi Palace.
Bintong Pavilion
Ye Chenli sat on the bed, adjusting his breath while exacting a trace of spiritual power, and talked with Ouyang Shaohan.
"Why on earth did this?" Ye Chenli thought back to Emperor Dongming's secret temptation just now, and Xiu Mei couldn't help but lock up.
"I don't know, I don't have the ability to spy on people's hearts. Ouyang Shaohan tilted his head, not knowing what he was fiddling with.
"Huh?" Ye Chenli's voice turned, "Could it be that my family's Shaohan is sick? He even ignores his master?" Ye Chenli laughed, she originally wanted to say that she had a sweetheart, but then she thought about it, Ouyang Shaohan was in his dagger that turned into a ring all day long, and the door was not out of the door, a typical lady's show, just a bad gender, how could he have time to find a sweetheart? So, when the words came to his mouth, it became Ouyang Shaohan was sick.
However, this Ouyang Shaohan is indeed sick, and the illness is not light. Of course, this was Ye Chenli's own imagination, because when Ye Chenli finished saying this, he found that Ouyang Shaohan had disappeared from his eyes, and it took Ye Chenli a lot of effort to find him hiding in a corner. But no matter what Ye Chenli said, Ouyang Shaohan didn't say a word.
Helpless, Ye Chenli had no choice but to withdraw his spiritual power and concentrate on cultivating.
It's just that after a while, a breeze blew, blowing warmly, very comfortable, but Ye Chenli opened his eyes suddenly. Someone!?
Sure enough, several black-clothed people fell in front of Ye Chenli's eyes, and without waiting for Ye Chenli to speak, they rushed up together, making a ruthless move and asking for people's lives. But Ye Chenli is not a vegetarian, and he can get these people by dividing them by two. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, there was another sound outside the door.
"Miss Ye, Miss Ye," the voice was obviously a woman's, "Miss Ye, can you rest?"
"Who?"
"Miss Ye didn't fall asleep. The woman visibly breathed a sigh of relief. "Miss Ye, the concubine is invited!"