The night is so beautiful today, the sky is full of stars. However, this is destined to be a sleepless night.
"Your Majesty, Princess Zhaomu has arrived." A eunuch said in the ear of the emperor who was no longer young.
As soon as he finished speaking, a white dress floated over. Qi Ranlian moved forward slowly. Step by step, she was extremely elegant, like a fairy who could not eat the fireworks of the world.
Qi Ran walked to the emperor of Jinshui Kingdom and stopped. He just stood there without kneeling down to salute.
The person sitting on the dragon chair is wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, and he has an extraordinary bearing. Looking at his face again, even though he is a bit old, it is not difficult to see the handsomeness and fortitude of his youth. There is also the smile between his eyebrows.
The meaning of pride and boredom.
When he saw her, those eyes were filled with deep sadness.
"Damn it, why don't you be polite when you see the emperor?" The loyal eunuch couldn't get used to Qiran's arrogance and shouted in a high voice.
Qi Ran turned his eyes and glanced at the eunuch lightly. Perhaps because his eyes were too sharp, the eunuch's body trembled involuntarily and his mouth closed.
This scene all fell in the eyes of the emperor who was sitting on the dragon chair. The emperor waved his hand and sighed softly: "That's all, there is no need to salute." He did not accuse Qiran of being rude. As he spoke, his eyes tightened
Staring at Qiran closely.
"No, this etiquette is still necessary." Qiran said with a slight smile. She lifted up the hem of her skirt, squatted down slightly, and made a very simple salute: "The eldest princess of Zhaomu Kingdom, Mu Qiran, has seen Jin Shui.
Your Majesty the State."
Although the etiquette is simple, it is a special standard.
The emperor looked at Qiran and hesitated to speak. He pursed his lips and finally said nothing.
Qi Ran stood up and said with a smile: "Qi Ran has been in your country for many days. Although it is hard to refuse such kindness, Qi Ran still wants to go back as soon as possible." She said straight to the point.
The Emperor of Jinshui Kingdom's eyes flashed: "It's not urgent. I heard that there was a fire in the Jinxiu Palace, but the eldest princess was not injured."
"No, thanks to the guards who discovered it in time." Qi Ran's smile did not change, "Your Majesty, just call me Qi Ran."
These are just hypocritical politeness. If the emperor wants to play, Qiran will play with him. Because she knows what he wants to say most.
"In this case, I won't be too polite. Your mother and I are old friends. We haven't seen each other for more than ten years. How is your mother?" the emperor of Jinshui Kingdom asked casually.
He used the word "I" instead of the cold word "I" which symbolizes identity.
Qi Ran slowly suppressed her smile and her eyes became sad: "She passed away more than ten years ago."
For his mother Ziyue, Qiran was not familiar with her in the first place, so why was she sad? The sadness on her face now was just an act of hers. It wasn't that she was heartless, there was no love between mother and daughter, so how could she be heartless?
The tea cup in his hand fell to the golden ground with a "pop" and broke into several pieces. The hot tea splashed out and wet the ground. The emperor of Jinshui Kingdom looked at Qiran, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes flickered: "You