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"The Ninth Prince is here!" The eunuch's voice was as high-pitched as ever. She trembled and raised her head to look at the group of people.
The visitor is sitting on the palace's exclusive sedan chair, surrounded by white curtains floating in the snow. At first glance, it looks like someone from the heavenly palace has descended. The purple figure next to the sedan chair makes people's eyes light up. It is an ordinary color.
He can actually wear it in such a different style, with slightly purple eyelashes like falling snow butterflies.
His black eyes were raised and turned around her. His gaze was so dull that he had no feeling at all. Although he was such a handsome and delicate man, he was as sharp as a razor's edge.
Pearl quickly lowered her head and did not dare to raise her head again. However, the sedan stopped beside her, and she heard the most beautiful voice in the world, so gentle that it could drown a heart.
She felt that her world had stopped, and the air around her became warmer with the sound.
"Are you from Yun Ronghua?" He asked softly, like a question but with an affirmative tone. You could still vaguely hear his deep laughter, and with the dizziness of her heart trembling, she made her humming words as thin as mosquitoes and ants.
made a sound.
"You've been waiting outside for a long time? It's not good for a girl to kneel for such a long time. Come in with me!" He seemed to sigh. She raised her head blankly, her heart inexplicably worried about that sigh.
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The man in purple smiled at her and said, "Why don't you get up? Do you want to go in on your knees?"
Zhu'er immediately blushed when he said this. Her knees, which had long been numb from kneeling for a long time, staggered and almost fell when she stood up. A purple figure flashed in front of her eyes, and the man had stabilized himself, his face
The blush on his face became even bigger, and he lowered his head and thanked her.
There was a vague fragrance on the tip of her nose. It smelled very good, faint, and had a refreshing coolness. When she thanked her, the figure had already stepped back and stood still, keeping an appropriate distance, smiling gently and politely.
Pearl stared blankly at the person in front of her. Although he smiled very gracefully, his eyes still made her a little bit intimidated. On the contrary, the person sitting in the carriage made her feel a little reluctant. She had heard that the Ninth Prince was extremely beautiful.
Yan, although she has been in the palace for so many years, she has never seen her. Today, even though she is separated by a curtain, she can still feel her extraordinary momentum.
After entering the Qinghua Hall, Lu Yu happened to come out of the main hall and saw the Ninth Prince's sedan chair and quickly saluted, "Ninth Prince, the Emperor is in the middle of a fire right now. Why don't you go in again later?" He rolled his eyes and saw that he was looking down at the side.
The pleasant-looking maid immediately fell silent.
Although it was the first time for Jinyao to enter the palace blatantly, she was not restrained at all. She acted as the perfect servant next to the Ninth Prince. Her long purple clothes were fluttering in the wind, and her demeanor was even visible to servants with poor eyesight.
This young master must be no simple person.
He smiled: "Master Jiu is here to help the emperor put out this fire. Father-in-law, don't worry about it."
Lu Yu was stunned. She didn’t expect that there was such a person beside the Ninth Prince! How come he hadn’t seen it before? Could it be someone from a small country like Xu Fan? After all, he was a seasoned servant. In an instant, his face was full of smiles: "You talk too much, Ninth Prince."
Don’t take it to heart.”
The voice inside the carriage was a little lazy, and the north wind rolled up the curtain, and the people inside could be faintly seen leaning on the back of the carriage. "Eunuch Lu is doing it for my own good, how can I take it to heart? It's just that this time the emperor
He took it seriously, and Eunuch Lu also tried to persuade him. As the saying goes, a tiger's father still has no sons. If the emperor is determined, he will regret it in the future."
"I will obey the prince's words. I know how to persuade some servants, but the emperor has a stubborn and donkey temper. I'm afraid I won't be able to persuade him! If Linglong..." He got stuck in the middle of the sentence and swallowed up the rest of the words.
He crouched down and didn't dare to breathe out. He felt a sharp gaze coming from above his head, and his heart trembled.
But the other side laughed, "That girl Sheng'er is a bit naughty, but luckily Fengcheng can listen to her. As long as you listen to her good words, that's all. If you listen to that girl's nonsense, it's my father-in-law's responsibility.
Who do you think will be responsible for it?"
"I realize my mistake." With a pop, Lu Yu hurriedly knelt down. With the permission of the late emperor, he was exempted from the complicated rituals in the palace. He didn't expect that there would still be such a person who would allow him to do so.
He knelt down involuntarily.
There was a familiar knocking sound in the carriage, and Jinyao felt relieved. He waved his hand and let people enter the palace. His eyes turned around in the carriage a few times, and his lavender thin lips pursed slightly: Master Jiu can't guarantee that he will go back to the palace again.
I'm sulking! I couldn't help but sigh, and only when it comes to Ni Sheng, that girl Jiuye will lose his mind.
Before I even stepped into the palace gate, I could hear the sound of jars and porcelain being thrown, and an angry roar: "Does that old woman think I'm just a soft persimmon? She even thinks of such a bad trick.
Come out?"
"She played too much power in the harem and ended up playing it on my head?! Do these women think that I have to give up the entire country for a child? What a dream!" There was another crisp and broken sound.
Hibiscus turned around without changing his expression and lifted the white curtain. The people in the carriage took a step forward, bowed, and walked out. Pearl raised her head curiously, and the next moment she was stunned in place - she finally understood what was going on.
For beauty, what is the beauty of the world? Some people are born to look up to, and some people are born to be luminous.
The aura of Qinghua between the man's brows is like an ancient agarwood, containing the unique fragrance of ink; the crimson thin lips are slightly raised, and there is a faint smile. The white robe is flying in the wind, and he is wearing a charming beauty.
He got out of the carriage and walked inside while teasing: "What are you so angry about? With such a big room of people kneeling here, people who don't know better would think that you have lost your temper again."
When Dong Fengcheng saw Dong Yanqi coming from the door, his expression became even darker, but he stopped talking, threw away his sleeves and sat down angrily.
The slaves below saw this and hurriedly knelt down and crawled out as if they had been granted amnesty. Jin Yao and Zhu Er did not go in knowingly. There were only two of them in the huge space, one standing and one sitting; the other with a smile on his face.
The smile is like a spring breeze, while the other has a gloomy face and sinister eyes.
Dong Yanqi walked over slowly, bent down to pick up the books that were scattered on the ground, and said in a gentle voice: "Look at you, how many times have I told you, no matter how much resentment or dissatisfaction I have in my heart,
Don't express it with actions. Do you know that for an emperor, everything he says and does is in the eyes of others."
"I'm not your Ninth Prince, I can't be like these Masked Tigers!" Dong Fengcheng had a sullen face and snorted coldly. He had never had a good impression of his Ninth Uncle, not to mention the last time.
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Dong Yanqi turned a deaf ear to the child's complaints and grievances, and returned the books in his hands to the Shijing cupboard one by one. He glanced at him helplessly: "Still blaming me for being rude last time? It's just that since you
If you want me to help you, I naturally want something in return. I see your affection for Sheng'er, but in Fengcheng, it's usually impossible to have the best of both worlds."
The shelves of Shijing's cupboard were scattered with books, but the broken utensils left on the floor could not be picked up and put back. Dong Fengcheng sat there and looked at him with cold eyes, leisurely and contentedly, as if nothing had happened, and he couldn't help feeling annoyed.
, grabbed the inkstone on the table and wanted to throw it out, but whispered in his ear: "Stop acting like a child." This made him stop.
"When are you going to let that old woman go? She is already preparing to vacate my throne. Those leftists in the court have openly and secretly accused me of not handling government affairs. The Hanjiang River flooded a lot of places a few days ago.
, the amount of money allocated for disaster relief was only one
He didn't make any sound." The more he talked, the angrier he became. The inkstone was still not spared from the abuse. He raised his hand and dropped it, and ink stains were scattered all over the floor. "Those old guys thought I didn't know where the silver had gone. Otherwise, I couldn't catch them.
With the evidence, I will let them be so free and at ease?!"
"How can we let her go if she can't hand over the soul-locking order?" He narrowed his eyes, and his usually gentle eyes shot out a fierce aura.
Dong Fengcheng stood up and walked down, frowned and asked: "If we don't let go, how can those old things stop? Look at what good things that old witch has done, using my son as a bargaining chip, too hospital.
No one can believe that everyone is letting that old witch take over my Dong family’s world!"
"Why not try to indulge?" He smiled lightly and lay down, the sunlight filtered in through the cracks in the closed window, brushing his cheek like a feather.
Dongfengcheng looked at him doubtfully, "What do you mean?"
He closed his long eyelashes to cover his dark and rich eyes, gently raised the corners of his mouth, and revealed a stunning smile: "Don't she want the jade seal? Give it to her!"
Dong Fengcheng suddenly raised his head, locking his profile firmly, and the coldness in his eyes flashed, "You won't let me give up this country to her, will you?" A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Why not?" Unexpectedly, he asked a rhetorical question calmly.
"What on earth do you mean?" He approached him and said through gritted teeth——
ps: I'm sorry, dear friends, something happened two days ago that delayed the update. I've been having some physical problems recently, but I won't stop reading for too long. Thank you for your love. Thank you for the gold medal in the novel!