The believer came from outside with a solemn expression, knelt on one knee in front of Mo Wuyou, and said: "To inform the leader, the emperor and the empress disappeared out of thin air, and their whereabouts are unknown now."
Wen Ruyu came later and stepped into the door. A strong smell of blood came out, and with a miserable cry, the believers inside were beaten out.
Mo Wuyou sat on the throne like a king, his face terrifyingly gloomy.
Wen Ruyu knelt down and reported, "Senior brother, please calm down. It's because Ruyu's supervision is not good. We have quickly sent people to trace her whereabouts."
"Who gave you permission to act without permission?!" Mo Wuyou roared angrily, his eyes stern. All the believers beside him trembled and knelt down, not daring to express their anger. There was a deathly silence in the room.
Wen Ruyu lowered his head with a pious attitude: "Yes, Ruyu knows he was wrong."
"This could be a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain and bring them all back," Mo Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly, snorted coldly, and said, "Anyway, the court is under my control, and the first priority right now is to deal with Chu Jiaoxing.
And Kitamiya Chiaki."
"Yes, senior brother is wise."
Three days later, the carriage successfully arrived at Xiyu Kingdom. After dark, it stopped in front of a mansion.
Beigong Tengxiao got off the carriage and raised his hand to help Chu Jiaoli get out.
"Welcome, welcome!" Beigong Tengxiao turned around. There was a handsome man in a silver-white python robe at the door. He looked about 18 or 19 years old. His facial features were exquisite and otherworldly. There was a touch of energetic optimism in the raised corners of his lips.
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Chu Jiaoli bowed politely to the man and said, "How annoying."
Beigong Tengxiao raised his eyebrows slightly, looked him up and down, and said, "Are you the Prince of Xiyu?"
The man's original name was Ye Jinghong, and he was an old friend of Chu Jiaoxing. I had previously heard that he was the prince who was found by Emperor Xi and was lost among the people. After moving into the palace, he changed his name to Xi Gong Jinghong. He was deeply loved by the emperor and was later named the prince.<
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Xi Gong Jinghong smiled so hard that his teeth showed, and his tone was extremely easy-going: "Yes, you are my long-lost cousin, right?" He raised his hand to compare the heights of himself and Bei Gong Tengxiao. Seeing that they were almost the same, he
He said to the attendant at the door, "Hey, look, who is taller between us?"
Beigong Tengxiao looked at his childish behavior and felt a sense of contempt in his heart. How could he be loved by the emperor's uncle with this kind of virtue?
"It's you who are separated, not me." He corrected.
"Yes, cousin, I was separated. I used to live outside the palace and went to Beiming, Dongling, and Nanyue. Those days of wandering were so miserable..."
Beigong Tengxiao didn't care at all about his past. He took Chu Jiaoli's hand and walked into the house, saying, "It's the emperor's cousin."
"Oh, this is not in the palace, so there are no red tapes. It's so troublesome." Nisigong Jinghong walked beside him and put his arm on his shoulders skillfully.
Beigong Tengxiao frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to move his hand away, and said: "I'm used to it."
Xi Gong Jinghong raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, turned his head and said, "Cousin, can you bear this?"
Chu Jiaoli showed a just right smile and repeated: "I'm used to it."
Xi Gong Jinghong touched his nose in confusion. He and Chu Jiaoxing generally traveled from modern times and were used to being free and easy. It was really difficult for him to adapt to the habits of the ancients.
Then, he smiled and introduced to Beigong Tengxiao: "You will live here from now on. Are you satisfied? I think this house is quite big."
The residence is not as large as the Prince's Mansion, but it is also magnificent. There are servants and maids standing not far away to wait on them. The buildings are all silver-white that is unique to the Western Imperial Kingdom. It is what Beigong Tengxiao remembered when he was a child, and for the first
Chu Jiaoli returned to Xiyu, and this unique building has a different style.
"Barely." Beigong Tengxiao's voice was cold. Chu Jiaoli frowned slightly and squeezed his hand before he changed his words and said, "Not bad."
"Ahem, cough, cough..." Xi Gong Jinghong coughed a few times in embarrassment, and then said, "I say, Your Majesty, you cannot enter the palace now. There is such a big house outside, which is enough for a giant Buddha like you to stretch your legs." "I said, it's good."
"You just said reluctantly!" Nisigong Jinghong said reluctantly.
"You heard wrong." Beigong Tengxiao's tone was perfunctory. He looked at the surrounding environment and was making plans for the future.
Nishimiya Jinghong was so anxious that he jumped: "I carefully selected this!"
Chu Jiaoli couldn't help but chuckle. She could see that this guy had no purpose. He just wanted others to praise him, but he had found the wrong person. How could Beigong Tengxiao be willing to do anything to him with such a noble and aloof temperament?
Appreciate?
"There is no way to repay a great kindness." Beigong Tengxiao still said in that indifferent tone.
Nisigong Jinghong looked like he was about to cry but had no tears: "Can you have a snack when you say this?"
Chu Jiaoli smiled slightly and said, "Your Highness, the emperor is tired from the long journey."
Nisigong Jinghong came back to his senses and said: "Oh...I'm tired, I'm tired. Going abroad is quite tiring, so go and have a rest. You can choose any room and live wherever you want."
Beigong Tengxiao silently followed Xi Gong Jinghong's lead and came to the sleeping room in the backyard. The maid opened the door and introduced him.
He took Chu Jiaoli into the room, and before Xi Gong Jinghong stepped in, he turned around and closed the door.
Nishimiya Jinghong almost hit his nose, looked at the closed door, was stunned, and said: "Hey, cousin, wouldn't you consider inviting me in for a cup of tea?"
In the room, Beigong Tengxiao slowly sat on a chair, with a tired and slumped expression.
He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, closed his eyes and sighed.
Chu Jiaoli looked at the funny figure outside the door through the light, and couldn't help but smile and said: "This Prince Xiyu is really interesting, he looks very much like my eldest sister."
Hearing Chu Jiaoxing, Beigong Tengxiao's eyebrows tightened. He suddenly sighed and said, "I'm sorry."
Chu Jiaoli raised her eyebrows slightly, walked behind him, raised her hand to massage the acupuncture points on his head, and said: "What?"
"It's a bad feeling to be under someone else's roof. I'm causing you to suffer."
As noble as he was, he was born as the most noble man in Beiming Kingdom and was respected by thousands of people. Even when he returned to his home country of Qinyang in the West Palace, the people of Xiyu also treated him as the prince of Xiyu.
Now, in order to avoid the Yousheng Cult, even when he came to Xiyu, he could not meet the emperor's uncle and moved into the palace. Instead, he had to look at the face Chu Jiaoxing gave Chu Jiaoli and seek refuge with her friends.
Chu Jiaoli's tone was disapproving, and she said: "As I said, I just came to Xiyu for a visit, not to mention that he is your cousin of the emperor who is closely related by blood. What do you have to worry about?"
Beigong Tengxiao slowly opened his eyes and said: "Li'er, I have always wanted to give you the best life."
Chu Jiaoli leaned down, hugged his neck from behind, leaned on him and said: "Your Majesty, you are by my concubine's side, that is much more important than anything else."