The person who flew out of the imperial city was not the Jiuyuan Demon Lord, nor was he a subordinate of the Jiuyuan Demon Lord, nor did he belong to the Yinyue Ming Dynasty.
The visitor was actually the Dazhi monk who had defeated the Chaos Controller with Chen Xuan before.
This is why Chen Xuan was surprised. He didn't expect that Monk Dazhi could actually pass through the Yin Yueming Dynasty imperial city without any obstacles, and it seemed that he had been in for several months.
"Dear princes, marquis, and millions of soldiers. I am a monk named Dazhi, who comes from the West. Please be careful not to be impatient and listen to my monk's words." Monk Dazhi clasped his hands together, with kind eyes.
In the army, a young and energetic marquis immediately started to curse: "I said where did the wild monk come from? It turned out to be a bald donkey sent by the West! What are you doing when you come to our Yinyueming Dynasty?"
"What else can I do when sent by Xitian? I definitely want to take advantage of our civil strife to control the entire Yinyue Ming Dynasty!"
"Hmph, there are really Buddhist figures everywhere, dead bald donkey, hurry up and go back to your west. We don't want to listen to your fallacies!"
One person started to curse, and in an instant, the kings, princes, generals and ministers of the Yinyue Ming Dynasty obviously had no good feelings for the West.
Monk Dazhi said that it was really thick. Seeing the millions of troops scolding him, he still smiled without any anger or fear. After everyone was almost cursing and his voice dropped slightly, Monk Dazhi said: "Amitabha, all the kings and princes misunderstood me. In fact, this trip was just to try to resolve a situation that would inevitably lead to the devastation of life.
A war of millions of corpses, and after several months of entering the palace, I have been mediating the two holy kings, Jiuyuan and Qiye." "Take your grandma!" A general of the Yin Yueming Dynasty with a rough temper cursed again, "You old bald donkey, you dare to call the bastard Qiye the Holy King. A three-year-old child knows that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and there can only be one in the Yin Yueming Dynasty.
A holy king!”
Monk Dazhi smiled slightly: "This general is right. There are no two tigers in one mountain, so I persuade Qiye to give up the position of Saint King. But I haven't convinced you yet. Please give me some time." "Old monk, go to the palace to ask the Saint King Jiuyuan or Empress Dowager Yinyue, and let the two saints approve us to enter the city, and discuss other matters." Zhen'an Hou has lost his patience. How could he be blocked from the imperial city as a great king.
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Ming Feng also spoke: "I am the 37th great-grandson of Emperor Mingtian. Let's see who dares not let me enter the city!"
"I understand the intention of all the princes and princes in a hurry to enter the city. I am very grateful. No matter what, please wait a little longer. The Saint Lord Jiuyuan should be quick to talk about Empress Dowager Yinyue. I will go to the palace to see the situation."
After Monk Dazhi finished speaking, he turned around and flew into the imperial city regardless of what the many princes said.
Some of the princes were so angry that they cursed, but without the approval of Queen Mother Yin Yue, they still did not dare to lead troops into the city without authorization, otherwise they would be a ruthless person, which was equivalent to rebelling against the Ming Dynasty.
Chen Xuan felt that he could not enter the city for a moment, so he had to send a message to Gong Zijia beside him: "Senior sister, before we have arrived at the Yinyueming Dynasty imperial city, is it time for you to tell me about your life secret, right?"
"If I told you that I was originally the female crown prince of the Yin Yueming Dynasty, would you find it very bizarre?" Gong Zijia responded with Youyou.
Chen Xuan raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Female Crown Prince? Could it be that you are also descendants of Emperor Mingtian?" "This... I don't know." Gong Zijia's answer was very unexpected to Chen Xuan, "I thought I was the orthodox royal family, but later for some reason, there was a rumor in the palace that I didn't have the blood of Emperor Mingtian flowing.
Ye, but... the illegitimate wild maid of the palace maid, so I was expelled from the palace, demoted to a commoner, and wandered among the people. At that time, I was less than seven years old." "This kind of rumor appeared in the palace, but Empress Dowager Yinyue regarded it as the truth, that is, Empress Dowager Yinyue intentionally expelled you from the palace, and the vested interest was Jiuyuan, so the rumor could only be the elders of Jiuyuan or Jiuyuan ordered people to release them.
.” After analyzing, Chen Xuan finally understood the feud between Gong Zijia and Yin Yueming Dynasty.
Later, Gong Zijia was adopted by Hua Yu who entered the junction to explore the secrets and survived. Some memories appeared in Gong Zijia's beautiful eyes: "The rumor was a lot of trouble back then, and all the civil and military officials asked me to be executed. Empress Dowager Yinyue personally tested her blood at the request of her ministers to prove that I was not a descendant of Emperor Mingtian.
To some extent, I was not actually framed because I really didn’t have royal blood in my body.”
"So you don't even know who your biological parents are." Chen Xuan suddenly felt that Gong Zijia was very pitiful. No wonder Gong Zijia looked very cold when she first met, and she looked like she was not close to anyone.
Gong Zijia smiled bitterly and said nothing.
Chen Xuan gently embraced Gong Zijia's snow shoulders, letting Gong Zijia snuggle in his arms.
At the same time, in the deep palace, there is the extremely gorgeous empress dowager's bedroom.
A passionate dual cultivation seemed to have just ended. On the huge bed, a man and a woman hugged each other, warming up.