Chapter 21 Fusang has a son, and the face is majestic

Sure enough, Miyamoto Yuichi shook his head and said: "I didn't get the thing, there is a master in the palace, I can't get too close, so I just took a look, and then walked around Chang'an City, and when I came back, you just hadn't woken up yet, so I went down and you bought some breakfast, come over and eat it while it's hot." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The tone is surprisingly gentle, and there is a gentle smile on his face.

Miyamoto Lanyi had no accident, shook off the quilt and stood by the bed with a fast speed, with a pair of jade feet, and the smooth silk pajamas slid to the ground, revealing skin like mutton fat jade and proud figure.

Miyamoto Yu's eyes swept up and down unscrupulously, and his mouth made a grunt of appreciation, and Miyamoto Lan's face did not change.

Miyamoto Lan grabbed a set of black clothes on the bedside without changing his face, not caring at all about Miyamoto Yuichi's gaze.

It didn't take long for Miyamoto Ranyi to change into a black tulle plain dress, which looked quite similar to the one on Miyamoto Yuichi, but the same clothes, worn on Miyamoto Yuichi was a swinger, and when worn on Miyamoto Lanyi, it was like a heroic woman.

Carefully sat down in front of Miyamoto Yuichi, Miyamoto Lanyi was not in a hurry to eat, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, is there anything that Lanyi needs to do?"

Miyamoto Ha squinted his eyes and smiled brightly, and his pale and slender hand pressed on Miyamoto Ranyi's head and rubbed it gently.

A hint of dodging fear flashed in Miyamoto Ranyi's eyes, and then she covered it up well, lowered her head, and meekly let Miyamoto Yuichi's fingers caress her long, cold and silky hair.

"Xiao Lanyi is so smart, brother, I really have a very important thing for you to do, only you can do it. ”

The sunlight gradually became incandescent and hot, and the spots of light shining on the house began to move, and the shadows of pedestrians on the street gradually became shorter. It's clear that spring hasn't passed yet, but there is an inexplicable summer irritability.

The rhythm in the palace at this time was also full of turmoil, and there were more guards of the forbidden army near the Hanyuan Hall where the emperor and his ministers were discussing matters than usual.

The Hanyuan hall is surrounded by a palace wall, and the gate on the palace wall is habitually called the inner palace gate by the guards.

Under the arrangement of the commander of the forbidden army, the guards of the forbidden army around the palace are within the inner palace gate, including various posts or standing piles or patrols near the Yuan Palace, which are strictly guarded, and they are in full swing.

Such a restless busyness is not because the summer is approaching, the weather is hot and restless, but because a person wants to enter the palace to face the saint.

Fuso envoy, Miyamoto Yuichi.

The guards don't know how powerful this person is, but listening to the commander of the forbidden army, it is right to treat the person who came as an old man.

Who is Feng Lao?

The total head catcher of the six doors, not to mention the first in the world in martial arts, at least the entire Tang Dynasty Gongmen, maybe only the legendary "Mr. Hidden Dragon" who no one has ever seen next to the emperor can be an enemy with him.

Others, don't even think about it.

Even the sword immortal Feng Yiyang and the god of war Xiao Rong, who were in the limelight a few days ago, were all disciples of Feng Lao.

These two people are both the names of His Majesty's personal titles, although they are official positions with fictitious titles, they are at the same level as the commander of the forbidden army, they are both positive three products, and they are the court's Yulu, so they don't have to be busy.

For the guards of the forbidden army, they are all immortal-like existences that they yearn for, not to mention the old wind, but the Tang Dynasty is looking for it, who mentioned that the old wind is not honorable.

said that a young man from Fusang could be compared to Feng Lao, the guards would not believe it, and most of them were said by the commander of the forbidden army to scare everyone in order to make everyone take strict precautions.

But even if you don't believe it, you always know that she is a very powerful character, and no one dares to take it lightly.

Before noon, the surrounding area of Hanyuan Hall had been armed. The iron armor is swaying on the bright surface, and the shadows are longing in the dark, and no less than three people can be found behind any pillar, absolutely all-round without dead ends.

Among the thousands of guards of the forbidden army, there are many masters among the guards of the Ouchi, if they come with bad intentions, even if they are really comparable to Feng Lao, most of them will have to stay.

The commander of the forbidden army was a stocky man who was not tall, and he had been busy for a long time, and he was relieved when he saw that the arrangements were in place, looked at the sky, turned around and walked towards the main hall with a worried face.

All these arrangements only came from a message from Feng Lao.

I heard that Miyamoto Yuyi was going to enter the palace to face the saint, and the apprentice of Feng Lao came to see Xiao Rong in the Tai Hospital today with a sentence and said

This person does not lose to the Sword Immortal.

How powerful the sword fairy is, the commander of the forbidden army has seen it, he is afraid that the children of the forbidden army have not seen too slack, so he specially changed it to not lose the wind and said it to the children, hoping not to be spitted and cursed by the children in private.

Let's hope nothing happens. This battle-hardened stocky man also seemed to be a little nervous, stood at the door of the main hall and exhaled deeply, shook his head with a wry smile, and walked into the main hall.

In the blink of an eye, noon was approaching.

Although it is a small overseas country, after all, it is a foreign envoy, and it should not be lazy, and when noon is approaching, the ministers have already arrived.

His Majesty the Emperor reclined on the dragon chair, looking quite comfortable, seemingly casual, but without losing the majesty of the emperor. Maybe the emperor has been doing it for a long time, and every move is self-reliant.

The atmosphere in the main hall is magnificent, the civil and military officials sit on both sides of the hall, one person has a cushion, the sitting is dense, it looks quite spectacular, and there is a wide red carpet in the middle that spreads to the door of the inner palace.

The carpet is thick and soft, and you can't move even if you stomp hard.

This time the court is related to the country's face, and the ministers came in a special manner, and several guys who were originally extremely lazy for three days and were late or sick also arrived in a hurry before noon this time.

After checking it, the eunuch came forward to report, and the only one who didn't come was the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, Zhou Yan.

In fact, there is no need for a eunuch to come up, His Majesty the Emperor has long noticed the empty cushion, which is so dazzling above the almost crowded court.

Before you know it, the sun is hanging in the middle of the sky.

The sun hung in the sky, and noon came.

Obviously, there were no footsteps, but everyone, including the civil officials who didn't know the slightest martial arts, felt something similar to the sound of footsteps.

The footsteps are not loud, but every step is like stepping on people's lungs, with a strong vibration.

But the most terrible thing is that when I listen closely, it is clear that there is nothing, and the footsteps are not sounds.

It's coercion.

The top masters can cast their internal forces into a field, so that the coerced person surrenders and is powerless to resist.

Everyone's eyes are like looking outside the palace gate and the inner palace gate, where the footsteps are coming from.

Although the coercion is powerful, it consumes great internal strength when it is cast continuously for a long time. Is it a demonstration to coerce so many people?

As we get closer, the answer is soon revealed.

Getting closer and closer, the stronger and stronger undisguised and restrained coercion seems to be pointing at everyone's nose and saying, yes, I am demonstrating.

One of the guards closest to the inner palace gate was the first to take no pain, and took a step back sharply, then took another step forward, and stood back in his original position, his teeth clenched, his fists clenched, and his knuckles were blue because of the force.

Then, slowly, everyone felt a coercion, stronger and heavier.

It's like a black steel curtain falling from the sky and falling straight overhead.