The ministers were stunned when they heard this, and immediately looked around, only to see Beiming Liancheng standing outside the door, behind him were several handsome-looking but tightly covered servants.
His eyes exposed outside the silver mask exude the color of night like splashing ink. The night also gives people a noble golden light. Looking from a distance, the elegant coldness revealed from the inside to the outside seems to be taken away.
The elegance of the whole hall, the ascetic robes are embroidered with the enchanting flowers of the other side, charming and exquisite.
The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he walked steadily into the hall surrounded by servants, making a gorgeous appearance: "It's better for me to decide on my own choice of concubine."
Nangong Baiye smiled and thought to himself, isn't Nangong Rui'er the designated candidate? Why create a suspense foreshadowing?
Beiming Liancheng raised his head and glanced at her: I really can't tell, you are quite cruel.
Nangong Baiye didn't say anything, but looked provocatively: What's the matter, I just bullied your unmarried concubine. If you can, you can bully me back. If you really bully me, I will sue your master!
Beiming Liancheng was not as naive as her, and he directly regarded the provocation as: What's the matter, I just won't go to you! Can you really eat me?
Therefore, eye contact is really not advisable!
"Ha..." Beiming Liancheng smiled, his eyes filled with ice.
He had been brewing in the Demon Palace for a whole day. He was thinking that as long as the ungrateful little junior sister moved a little closer to him, he would immediately send someone to pick him up and deal with him as soon as he got to his territory.
Feel at ease!
No matter if she likes it or not, suck it dry first and then talk.
But the man looked so carefree and relaxed that he didn't even look at him.
Things that were pretty sure at first turned out to be chaotic when it came to her.
Now she still dares to challenge herself there?
act recklessly!
To be honest, Nangong Baiye was frightened by his senior brother's beautiful and elegant smile. His heart skipped a beat and he looked up again: I didn't mean to ruin your concubine selection ceremony. It's your unmarried concubine who deserves a beating.
Got it!
At this time, Beiming Liancheng didn't even bother to communicate with her with his eyes. He walked over and said lightly to Eunuch Sun: "Bring all the rice paper here."
Nangong Baiye looked dumbfounded and then smiled again. It seemed that the senior brother was only thinking about choosing a concubine and would not care about her so much...
Eunuch Sun was also dumbfounded, but he still did not forget to look at the emperor's face while he was dumbfounded.
The emperor lowered his eyes before waving his sleeves.
Eunuch Sun respectfully presented the rice paper to Beiming Liancheng.
Beiming Liancheng took it and threw it into the air. The white rice paper was like blooming rose petals, floating one by one...
The ministers took a breath!
Nangong Baiye frowned, senior brother, do you want to rebel? Also, how did you practice your non-human martial arts?
Beiming Liancheng curled his thin lips, and the floating rice paper moved forward as he moved around him.
His slender hands still wore the black gloves.
Nangong Baiye knew that he didn't want to touch anything with his body, so he wore this thing to prevent others from soiling himself.
But what does it mean when this hand is stretched out in front of you?
Also, what does it mean when Grandpa Sun looks at her with his round eyes?
She looked over, and he actually looked over...
Just when Nangong Baiye was thinking about whether to continue looking back.
Eunuch Sun couldn't help but speak: "Ahem, Miss Bai Ye, what are you doing?"
Nangong Bai Yexin said, why don't you ask my senior brother what he wants to do!
"What is written on this?" Beiming Liancheng pointed at a piece of rice paper in his hand with a low voice.
Nangong Baiye covered her face. Sure enough, the words she wrote were so ugly that even her non-human senior brother couldn't tell what they were.
"Ahem!" Although he was very embarrassed, Nangong Baiye still smiled, showing his dimples: "Actually, I have always wanted to work more on writing, such as practicing calligraphy with more copybooks, but the effect is always not good.
good……"
Beiming Liancheng lazily raised his eyelids, his narrow eyes looked upward, not to mention too seductive, but too cold and murderous!
Nangong Baiye immediately swallowed a lot of explanations and answered seriously: "I wrote my own name."
"Oh?" Beiming Liancheng's eyes were obviously a little interesting, although his expression was still as cold as hell.
But Nangong Baiye was still shrewd enough to see the ridicule in it.
Nangong Baiye thought to himself, why do you, an ancient person, have anything to mock me for? If you have the skills, let’s compete in typing. Can you use a computer?
"Read it out." Another low and sexy voice, as sweet as a cello.
Nangong Baiye groaned, picked up the rice paper that made people look at it, and read calmly: "Bai Ye."
That’s right, it’s just Liang’er. She wrote Liang’er in the first place!
One can imagine how the eunuch who collected the rice paper felt.
In fact, Nangong Baiye also wanted to write a few more words, but she hadn't recited the ancient poems in her stomach yet.
Helpless and powerless, the brush is too difficult to use and the time is short...
However, her senior brother is too uneducated. No matter how ugly her writing is, he still can't recognize these two words?
"Just her." Beiming Liancheng withdrew his gaze and met the emperor's eyes that had completely sunk.
For a moment, there was a sound of gasping in the main hall. Except for the shrewd and seasoned Eunuch Sun and the highest authority in the palace, no one could believe that the high-ranking Seventh Prince chose not Nangong Rui'er, but someone with a child.
Abandoned wife!
Nangong Ruier's beautiful face was distorted at that moment, and she looked at Nangong Baiye, who was standing in the center of the hall, with unprecedented hatred.
Nangong Baiye was stunned. It was her, right? Isn't the rice paper she wrote on what they were discussing now?
"Your Highness! You must not!" Some of the veterans stood up uncontrollably, their faces flushed, but they did not dare to look at Beiming Liancheng, so they could only close their eyes and say loudly: "Miss Bai Ye is no longer
The girl was once married to General Murong, let alone become a concubine in the palace, even if she is a maid who warms the bed, we cannot accept her!"
Nangong Baiye's eyes lit up, it turned out that this was what he meant, it turned out that the senior brother wanted to choose her as his concubine... choose... her... as... his concubine?!!!
"Holy shit!" The words popped out involuntarily, but Nangong Baiye saw everyone looking at her with eyes that looked like monsters.
He had no choice but to keep quiet and raise the corners of his mouth, but in his heart he beat the man to pieces.
Beiming Liancheng glanced at her quietly, then raised his eyes to look at the minister who spoke, and smiled elegantly: "Do you have a daughter? Let me take a look."
When the minister heard this, he happily asked his daughter to stand up.
The beautiful girl also looked shy, with her eyes half-lowered and long eyelashes, she said softly: "Your Majesty the Seventh Prince..."
Beiming Liancheng lowered his head, and the smile on his lips gradually deepened: "You look good."
There is hope, there is hope! The minister just clenched his hands excitedly...
"I've rewarded you." Beiming Liancheng said those words to the servants behind him: "Remember, even in bed, you have to be gentle."
"As you command, my noble Highness." The servants in black cloaks stuck out their tongues and licked their thin lips, and evil spirits emerged instantly.
Xiu Nu's whole body was already stiff, her fingers were trembling and trembling again and again!
As if he had swallowed a fly, the minister looked towards the emperor.
The emperor shouted helplessly: "Liancheng!"
Beiming Liancheng met his gaze and smiled evilly.
Eunuch Sun took the opportunity to drag Xiu Nu over and put it back into the minister's hand... He just took a breath.
Mrs. Su stood up. She was not as stupid as that minister to contradict Beiming Liancheng. Instead, she set her eyes on Nangong Baiye.
"Bai Ye, do you know who the Seventh Highness is?"
Nangong Baiye narrowed his eyes and said nothing.
Mrs. Su sighed: "He is the most noble prince in our Huang Dynasty."
Nangong Baiye felt that he wanted to take the opportunity to do something bad: "I know this. Senior brother's excellence is obvious to all the people in the court. Master always praises him in front of me. I personally feel that his attainments in some aspects have reached a certain height.
Mortals cannot surpass it." For example, mysophobia...
Beiming Liancheng smiled. It seemed that the cold war still had some effect. This little ruffian was not very well-behaved now.
"You are also my daughter. Although you are not biological, your mother has been patiently teaching you how to behave." Mrs. Su continued, sighing with great regret: "If I had known that one day, His Highness Seventh Prince would choose
As a concubine, my mother will definitely not let you marry General Murong. But now, you are no longer innocent, you..."
At this point, Mrs. Su stopped talking: "If Your Highness chooses you, the world will not only make fun of you, but also make fun of you..." She paused and looked at the emperor.
Nangong Baiye naturally understood what she meant, but this time she was happy to cooperate and stood there motionless without making any rebuttal.
In the main hall, the ministers were whispering unbearably...
Beiming Liancheng looked at the quiet and well-behaved man. His deep eyes lost the warmth they had just now, and the cold evil aura gathered little by little.
Mrs. Su lowered her head: "I have said so much, do you understand?"
"Understood." Nangong Baiye smiled lazily: "The excellence of His Highness the Seventh Highness is beyond my reach. After all, I have been married before, and marrying into the palace is not in line with the rules." After a pause, she corrected: "Even if it is not
If you enter the palace, you will be laughed at if you keep it outside."
Beiming Liancheng stood there expressionless, his hands with black gloves slowly clenched, as if he was enduring something.
If this was normal, he would probably laugh it off, and maybe even think about it in his heart, human beings break a lot of rules.