With an anxious mood, Yin Luzhu walked out of the house, got on the carriage and went to Da Yin Palace.
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The huge Dayin Palace is extremely gorgeous, with layers of blue bricks and white tiles, purple pillars and golden beams, all of which are extremely luxurious.
The world-famous exotic flowers and trees, all tall and handsome, are withering everywhere in the depth of winter, but the inside of the Da Yin Palace is unique. The flowers are falling in the wind, mixed with the white snow, and the ground is covered with several layers, like snow falling on three levels.
The moon is very beautiful.
Yin Luzhu followed the eunuch and walked towards Zhaode Hall.
Looking at the eunuch leading the way, she asked: "This white-faced father-in-law, in this cold weather, does he know why you have summoned me?"
"..." The little eunuch leading the way looked slightly stiff.
White-faced father-in-law?
He secretly glanced back at Yin Luzhu with some curiosity.
In the past, Prince Yin looked down upon their minions the most. How could he take the initiative to speak out today?
However, that title really makes people feel a little insulted.
Seeing that the little eunuch didn't speak for a long time, Yin Luzhu blinked and said, "Are you dumb?"
Hearing this, the young eunuch paused slightly, turned around, and bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty, I dare not pry into your Majesty's private affairs."
Yin Luzhu: "..."
After a while, the young eunuch stopped and said, "Your Majesty has given orders. If the prince arrives, just go in."
The clouds in the sky are rolling and changing, the snow is falling heavier and heavier, and the thin crescent moon disappears into the clouds, making the already quiet Dayin Palace more solemn.
Yin Luzhu took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
In the Zhaode Hall, the smoke from the sandalwood in the furnace curls up, like smoke and mist, and the screen standing not far away is covered with lifelike gold and jade brocade, reflecting a dazzling brilliance.
Hanging on the other side is a picture of a country with only a few strokes, but it seems as domineering as its owner.
"Get in!"
While Yin Luzhu was observing the surroundings, a voice suddenly sounded.
"..." Yin Luzhu was startled.
It seems that the Emperor Yin has a bad temper.
Pursing her lips, she walked into the room silently, and then she caught sight of the man not far away.
Wearing a black robe, he was half-leaning against the desk. His weak, boneless hand was holding the back of his head casually, and he was holding a memorial in one hand and looking at it. His full head of dark hair fell on his sexy collarbone, suddenly setting off the scene.
The room is filled with bright spring light.
His large silk robe was slightly untied, revealing a piece of skin on his chest, which was fair and translucent, but there were criss-cross marks on his chest.
The red traces lined the ice-white jade skin, like a pearl weeping blood, exuding a bewitching aura.
Yin Luzhu lowered his eyes silently and thought to himself: I have never heard from my father that the Yin Emperor is so romantic and comes to see his ministers with hickeys all over his body. He is so shameless.
Gu Tingfang, who was reading, was suddenly startled. He raised his eyes in shock and looked at Yin Luzhu.
Facing the emperor's gaze, Yin Luzhu smiled sheepishly, his eyes resting on Gu Tingfang.
"Greetings to you, your Majesty. May you be blessed with all the blessings."
Gu Tingfang slowly put down the memorial in her hand, her eyes staring closely at Yin Luzhu as if to explore something.
For a moment, the huge Zhaode Hall was silent, and no one spoke.
When Gu Tingfang looked at Yin Luzhu, she also looked at him without hesitation, and she was slightly shocked: Everyone in the world said that the Yin Emperor has an unparalleled appearance, and it is indeed true. This face is almost catching up with mine, but...