Yi Lan was stunned for a moment, Xie Fu had already kissed her lips...
"Queen Yilan, you are mine, and I do not allow the emperor to touch you."
Xie Fu's declaration of belonging made Yilan feel that he was a man, and she responded with a smile: "He has never touched me."
Xie Fu glanced at her and then said: "He is not allowed to touch you in the future."
Yi Lan was amused by his domineering behavior and smiled again: "Don't worry, he doesn't dare to touch me."
"In the past, you were the body of a Bodhisattva, and he couldn't touch you even if he wanted to. Now you have the prophecy, and you are a real woman. You are so beautiful, who wouldn't love you."
Yilan gave a direct answer: "I hate him. If he dares to touch me, I will die in front of him."
This... Xie Fu suddenly felt guilty for taking someone else's wife, and the one he took was the emperor's wife.
Seeing that he was worried, Yilan explained softly: "Don't worry, he praised me as the queen because of my status as the auspicious goddess. As long as I am the queen of Daguan Kingdom, the tribes in the Western Regions will not dare to break their faith and raise armies in the east."
Invade.”
Xie Fu was secretly shocked. He never thought that the identity of an auspicious goddess could compete with the authority of the various tribes in the Western Region. Will my doing this shake this stable structure?
Yi Lan said contemptuously: "This is just a deal, he still owes me."
"On the contrary, I'm worried about you. Once he knows about you and me, I'm afraid he will kill you."
Xie Fu smiled, from the moment the emperor appointed him as the direct envoy, he was walking between life and death. As long as the matter was done and he was no longer of use, the emperor would find reasons to kill him.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Yi Lan asked softly: "Are you afraid? Do you regret it?"
Xie Fu smiled and said: "I am not afraid, and I have no regrets."
Yi Lan smiled sweetly: "Don't worry, I will protect you, my Hushu Baowei."
Xie Fu felt that it was a bit funny to ask a woman to protect him, but he was also very touched.
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Su Mansion, the residence of Su Changning, the residence of the Imperial Academy, has a wide courtyard in the east called the Prince Consort's Courtyard.
The four characters "Prince Consort's Courtyard" are personally inscribed by the current emperor.
After the third princess Qin Chushang married Su Huaizhang, the emperor ordered the Ministry of Rites to select a site for the princess to build the Prince Consort's Mansion.
Currently, the Prince Consort's Mansion is still under construction, so the Prince Consort's Courtyard within the Su Mansion has become a temporary residence for the princess and the Prince Consort.
In the Consort Court, the third princess Qin Chushang is the king, and the rest, including the consort Su Huaizhang, are all ministers.
According to etiquette, the prince-in-law must bow to the princess four times every day, and the princess must sit and bow twice.
Moreover, when the princess was dining, the consort was not allowed to sit down and had to stand aside.
In other words, the princess is the king and the consort is the concubine, but the roles of men and women are reversed.
Of course, the etiquette is like this, and it is not necessary to copy it. The main thing is to see whether the consort is favored or not. As long as he can be favored by the princess, everything will be easy.
If you are left out in the cold, it is actually no different from a slave in captivity. Even the old palace maid who was married to the princess and took care of her food and daily life can point fingers at the consort.
There is a secret room in the Prince Consort's Courtyard. This secret room was originally built by the Su Mansion to avoid disasters. It existed before Qin Chushang came and is now used by Qin Chushang.
Sitting in the secret room was a scribe dressed in purple, with a weak purple light emitting from his body, and he was casting a blessing mantra for someone.
The mantras of literary and Taoist blessings are mysterious and can heal people's wounds and blood stasis, soothe people's pain, and can also purify one's nature and survive the calamity.
The most important one is that the mantra of blessing is the key for people in martial arts to survive the disaster of martial arts, and this use is also widely known by people in martial arts.
It's just that there are very few people in the literary world, and many people in the martial arts who have no background often just resign themselves to fate when they have to survive the fate of the martial arts.
And like some large sects, even though they lack the protection of people in the martial arts, they have some secrets to help overcome the martial arts tribulation. Of course, overcoming the tribulation is still a very dangerous thing.
Not far from the purple scribe, there was a woman sitting cross-legged, wearing a white dress and a clear gray horse-faced skirt with blue patterns and carvings. She was wearing a white gauze, and her face was so foggy that even her features could not be seen clearly.
At this time, the woman's body was bathed in a flaming purple light, and she gave a blessing speech.
There was another person standing between the two of them, it was Su Changning, the imperial wine minister.
Su Changning also has another identity, the Wenting Lord of Chang'an, who is in charge of the entire Gyeonggi Province's culture.
His literary and Taoist cultivation has reached [Zhengxuan], and this level is also respected as the Red-robed Xuanzi.
The purple light suddenly disappeared from the purple-clothed profound master's body, and he fell to the ground, with sweat beads on his face like rain. It was obvious that he was physically and mentally exhausted and could no longer hold on.
The purple light on the woman who was sitting cross-legged also dissipated. She opened her eyes and her voice was full of displeasure: "It's only been a few days and it won't work anymore. Shen Yue, you are no more useful than Su Changning."
When Su Changning heard this, he thought to himself, which person in the literary world can withstand your kind of attack? Many times, people in the literary world use blessings and mantras for others, and it often takes a long time to recover.
Shen Yue has only been here for a few days. He has been working non-stop every day, and every time he is mentally exhausted, Shen Yue has been squeezed dry by you. It is amazing that he can endure it for so many days.
This mysterious man in purple is none other than Shen Yue from Lingshan Wenting. When he was in Suzhou, although Shen Yue was in his sixties, he was still full of energy, but now he was like a withered leaf. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he had reached the point where the oil lamp had dried up.
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Shen Yue sat on the ground, not even having the strength to straighten up, but stretched out one hand and begged in pain: "Give me...give me..."
Su Changning couldn't bear it, so he took a small packet of medicine powder wrapped in paper from his pocket, opened it and placed it where Shen Yue could reach it.
When Shen Yue saw the colorful medicine powder, he opened his eyes and immediately became energetic. He was about to catch it when a strong wind blew and the package of medicine powder immediately flew into the air.
A cold and ruthless voice came: "I can't do things well, but I still want to take fairy powder!"
Shen Yue stood up frantically and reached out to catch it, but only found an empty piece of paper. The colorful medicine powder had been scattered in every corner of the secret room.
Shen Yue used his hands as a broom to sweep the ground. His palms were stained with some colored powder, and he stuck out his tongue and greedily picked it up.
Immediately afterwards, he swept his wet palms towards the ground again, hoping to eat the dust as well.
A shoe embroidered with gold and silver thread stepped on Shen Yue's wrist, and a cold female voice came: "I won't let you eat it, and you won't be able to eat a grain of powder."
At this moment, Shen Yue was in excruciating pain. Compared with the pain of tens of thousands of ants biting the bones in his body, the pain from his wrist was nothing at all.
He tried desperately to retract his hand, but the foot that stepped on his wrist was as hard as a mountain to shake, "Miss, please, give it to me."
The shoe was still as motionless as Mount Tai. Shen Yue could feel a pair of cold eyes staring at his back, "Miss, as long as you give me some fairy powder, I can do anything you want."
