Chapter 167: Meeting the Palace on a Narrow Road (Monthly Ticket 450)
Just as the fourth prince was sitting in a daze, a sharp voice suddenly sounded: "The emperor has arrived!"
His body trembled, he recovered his mind, suppressed his thoughts, and turned into a calm and composed fourth prince again. He stood up together with the ministers, princes, and generals to greet him.
After the ceremony, they saw that apart from Zhu Shang and Zhen Xuzi, who came out from the side of the hall with Ai Hong, everyone was either puzzled or suddenly enlightened. When they were given seats, they immediately started talking in low voices.
"Isn't it customary to have only the Imperial Master accompany you?"
"I heard that Zhen Xuzi presented a real elixir yesterday, which greatly pleased the Emperor Long Yan. It seems that he is also planning to make him a national master."
"Hey, belief in immortals and gods is something that only happened in the last years of the dynasty. I can't wait to write a letter to warn the emperor and not let the emperor indulge in this way!"
"Don't talk too much. Do you want to kill everyone in your family?"
In the whispers, the third prince frowned, his face changed, and he spilled some of the wine on the table. He had many secret connections with the Imperial Master Zhu Shang, and Zhen Xuzi was favored in front of his father.
The fourth prince is more or less present, so it seems that the imperial censor must be mobilized to impeach Xu Zi for deceiving his father by offering pills.
The fourth prince's eyes were cold, without any trace of joy or excitement, and he was extremely calm, which made the courtiers who supported him feel happy: "Whenever important events happen, he should be calm, and his joy and anger should not be expressed in his expression. This is the appearance of a king!"
The whispers gradually calmed down, and the sword masters raised by the royal family appeared one by one, either fast or slow, each with their own beauty, and their swordsmanship was exquisite, which was breathtaking.
As the most popular thing in the capital and even in the world, many ministers like it. They sip wine, shake their heads, admire it quietly, and exchange a few words from time to time.
After five or six sword dances, the young eunuch reported to Ai Hong: "Next is the sword master Mu Jing brought back by the fourth prince from outside the Great Wall."
Ai Hong smiled and nodded, looking forward to it: "Xuan."
The other ministers, including the third prince, had learned after two days that the fourth prince had traveled day and night, exhausting many horses, just to bring this swordsman back to the capital. Their curiosity was already strong and abnormal. So all their heads turned,
He looked towards the place where the sword master came in, wanting to see firsthand what kind of miraculous skills he must have to make the fourth prince take him so seriously!
At the side door of the square, a young girl walked slowly, holding a long sword. She was wearing a dark black gauze skirt, which made the little exposed skin look like snow and jade. Her clothes were fluttering, and she felt like flowers and willows brushing against each other as she walked.
, fluttering like a fairy.
"She's actually wearing a veil!" This graceful and gentle movement made Ai Hong, the third prince and all the courtiers feel amazed. But the woman's face was covered with a faint black veil.
, making people unable to see the specific appearance. However, in a hazy manner, it allows them to outline their favorite appearance in their hearts, which makes them yearn for it even more.
The fourth prince quietly breathed a sigh of relief and was secretly happy: "Jing'er really understands me. Even if I dance with a sword, I still have to hide my face."
"The little girl Mu Jing comes to see the emperor..." A voice like an oriole in the empty valley sounded softly, making everyone feel that the voice was unusually suitable for her, and at the same time they were even more curious about her appearance.
Ai Hong could not help but feel a little pity when he saw Mu Jing walking leisurely, not only as airy as a fairy, but also with a touch of tenderness, and said slowly: "You come from outside the Great Wall, you don't have to be too formal. Today I am
Look at the similarities and differences between the sword dance outside the Great Wall and the Central Plains." I don't talk about the good or bad, just the similarities and differences, which means, girl, don't be afraid if you fail in the performance.
Mu Jing raised her sword, and after bowing properly, she displayed her sword light. Everyone present suddenly felt a ray of light light up, like a flash of thunder, shaking all directions, so they couldn't help but focus on it.
The sword rolls, sometimes as fast as thunder, sometimes as vigorous as a swimming dragon. It not only sets off the graceful and graceful dancing figures in a poetic and picturesque way, but also the sharpness of the sword and its unstoppable sharpness are shocking.
The sword light was flying, and the fine rays of light dispersed, like a dream.
It came like thunder to calm down its fury, and ended like the clear light of the river and sea. Mu Jing's sword dance was so spectacular and beautiful that everyone present was mesmerized and looked in a trance. There is such a sword dance in the world.
, there is such a master of swordsmanship!
Even the fourth prince, who had already admired it once, was intoxicated, with a hint of love and pity in his eyes.
Mu Jing took two steps forward, her sword flashed upwards, and she suddenly jumped up, as if she was going to run towards the bright moon with determination and abnormality. The majestic and majestic movement made Ai Hong's heart tighten, as he was already distracted by his sword dance.
The sword light dispersed, and Mu Jing landed safely. Just when everyone was relieved for her, her black veil seemed to have been loosened by the violent movements of the sword dance. At this time, the strong wind brought by the fall blew,
She leisurely left her face and went with the wind resolutely, revealing a beautiful face as clear and gorgeous as an orchid in an empty valley, with a little weakness in her focus.
All of his mind was devoted to the sword dance. Suddenly, when he saw this stunning beauty, Ai Hong felt as if his heart was being hit. He stood up suddenly, knocked down the wine in front of him, and spilled it all over the floor. He spoke in a daze.
He murmured to himself: "There is such a woman in the world, there is such a woman in the world, could it be that a fairy descended to earth?!"
The third prince also had a look of shock and yearning on his face, his eyes were eager to stare at Mu Jing's face, and he didn't even notice the chopsticks falling to the ground: "Today we know what it is to conquer a country and a city, and beauty is a disaster..."
Other courtiers, guards, and even eunuchs and maids all behaved in the same way. During the sword dance, the veil suddenly fell off, revealing a beautiful and exquisite face, which severely impacted their hearts and left a deep imprint on their hearts.
Only the fourth prince clenched his fists and felt miserable and angry in his heart when he saw the ungrateful performance of his father.
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In the side hall of Huaqing Palace, Shi Xuan and Mo Jingqiu counted the time. When the banquet was almost over, the two of them nodded to each other and stood up immediately. They did not hesitate when the guards who were reflected in their hearts passed by.
He pushed open the palace door and ran towards the ancestral temple.
Along the way, the two of them sometimes threw themselves into the flowers, sometimes retreated into the deserted palace, sometimes hid behind big trees, avoiding the patrolling guards, and walked quickly towards the ancestral temple. If anyone saw it from high up, they would
Upon discovering Shi Xuan, Mo Jingqiu seemed to be able to predict the movements of the guards in advance, or the guards were cooperating with their actions. Although there was only a trail and a big tree between them, he could not see the intruders swaggering past them, passing them by.
Really weird.
However, Ai Hong felt guilty about his alchemy move and actually chose Huaqing Palace, which was in the opposite direction to the ancestral temple and the farthest away. Therefore, even Shi Xuan and Mo Jingqiu did not delay much, and after sixty breaths, they were only half way there.
, just passed Qianyang Palace and arrived at the trail behind Minghua Palace.
The hearts of the two of them were clear and calm as usual, and their minds were reflected in the surrounding area. But as soon as they arrived at the back of Minghua Hall, they suddenly felt extremely dangerous. They were like mirrors with violent ripples in their minds, as if they were colliding with the reflection of another person's mind.
, a violent collision occurred.
"Mu Jing!" Mo Jingqiu blurted out, but she immediately judged from the fact that Mu Jing was also suppressed by the innate Tao fetus: "It's the incarnation."
As they spoke, the two of them suppressed their astonishment for a moment and ran quickly without stopping.
This time we have to fight fast and slow!
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Mu Jing, who was wrapped in the sword light, suddenly let out an oops and fell to the ground. Her dark eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, her pink lips were lightly parted, and her expression was painful and endearing.
Ai Hong seemed to have returned to more than 20 years ago, when he was in the prime of his life. He felt a pain in his heart. He couldn't suppress the feeling of wanting to protect and take care of her. He rushed out from the steps and arrived in a dozen steps.
Beside Mu Jing, she was not worried that she would take the opportunity to assassinate her. He grabbed her jade hand and asked with concern: "Miss Mu Jing, did you twist your foot?"
After asking, he felt that the jade hands were slender, smooth, warm and beautiful, which made people's hearts flutter.
"I only regret that it's not me who's sitting in the Golden Palace, and I can't hold the beautiful woman's hand." The third prince's expression changed, and his yearning for the throne became much stronger.
The fourth prince rushed halfway, and when he saw this scene, his eyes were red, his fists were clenched tightly, and a trace of blood flowed out. It turned out that his fingernails were broken in the palm of his hand under this tight grip, but this made him suppress the urge to kill.
, reluctantly stopped.
Mu Jing looked horrified: "Your Majesty, there is an assassin!" She stood up to show that she was not injured, but was frightened by the assassin's sudden appearance and could not stand still.
"Where?!" Ai Hong's heart trembled, and he asked in a deep voice, showing more love and compassion for the beauty. It turned out that she fell because she cared about him.
Mu Jing pointed to a trail. Anyway, the guards were fascinated by him before and would not pay attention to where the assassins were: "There! They went towards the ancestral temple!"
There was a flash of light in her eyes that were as bright as stars, and Ai Hong believed what she said without the slightest doubt, and shouted: "Hurry and catch the assassins, they want to steal the treasures of the ancestral temple!"
The nearby guards immediately shouted loudly: "There are assassins! Xiangzu Temple!"
Immediately there were guards in the distance: "There are assassins! Xiangzu Temple!"
Loud sounds come and go, spreading in an instant. No matter how fast you, the assassin, run, can you outrun the sound? The palace is patrolled by guards everywhere!
Mu Jing held the sword: "Your Majesty, please let me help you share your worries and capture the assassin."
Ai Hong wanted to refuse, but when Mu Jing looked at her with eyes that were full of tears, his heart suddenly softened and warmth arose: "Master, please take the gold medal of Emperor's Life and accompany Miss Mu, so as not to
She was accidentally injured, and the rest of the guards followed. I will personally command and capture the assassin!"
Mu Jing and Zhu Shang ran quickly together, and when they passed by the fourth prince, they whispered: "It's the adulterer and adulteress."
The fourth prince's grief eased slightly, but Jing'er still looked towards him.
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The water in the space rippled, and a stunning woman in black robe walked in. All kinds of thunders that were close to the eighth level struck down, but a white cloud appeared above her head, as clear as water, slightly dim, with a golden cloud surrounded by it.
Da Dou emits immeasurable light, causing all the thunder in the world to dissipate in an instant, revealing the door-shaped exit.
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