Feng Ziqing followed the black-armored guards into the palace. He didn't know how far he walked and how many detours he took before he came to a garden full of flowers.
The fragrance of flowers is overflowing and the aura is rich.
"Wait here."
After leaving a few words, the black-armored guards turned and left, and at this time, night was approaching.
Feng Ziqing was really confused, why did he choose this point to enter the palace? Didn't it mean that outsiders couldn't stay in the palace?
Also, this strong sense of beating can be felt by everyone. What kind of trouble did this emperor make?
After thinking about it, Feng Ziqing still waited patiently. You couldn't just walk around in a place like this, so he closed his eyes and rested.
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In the distance, on a high pavilion.
A handsome middle-aged man in a golden dragon robe was watching quietly. After a moment, he frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Although this boy has an average appearance, he can still maintain his composure and his energy-raising skills are quite good. Queen, what do you mean, Xue'er?"
You don’t have anything to do with this kid, do you?”
For the royal family, Feng Ziqing's appearance is indeed not outstanding enough.
Next to him was a young woman with beautiful appearance, graceful and elegant temperament, and warm eyes. After hearing the inquiry, she smiled slightly and said softly: "Your Majesty is overly worried. There is no response from that emotional flower. Now
People's character is acceptable. Besides, Xue'er is still young and doesn't understand the real relationship between men and women. From what Yi'er said, the senior sister who went down the mountain with Xue'er acted in a very prudent manner. I believe she will never let Xue'er suffer.
of."
After hearing this, the emperor hummed, his brows relaxed slightly, and then he shook his head and said, "No, I have to give it another try."
The Queen smiled and shook her head, reminding: "It's getting dark, Your Majesty can't let people stand all night, right?"
The emperor said: "It doesn't matter, he is Yi'er's friend after all. Let him rest nearby for the night and summon him tomorrow morning."
The queen smiled and bowed, then turned and left.
In the high pavilion, the emperor frowned and shook his head from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking.
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Feng Ziqing waited for half an hour, and finally a palace maid came to tell him that the emperor would summon him tomorrow morning.
Feng Ziqing cursed in her heart and had no choice but to follow the palace maid to her residence.
The night went by without incident. The only thing that made Feng Ziqing satisfied was that the spiritual energy in the palace was relatively strong. He thought there should be some kind of big formation in the palace.
In the early morning, the question from yesterday's palace maid came outside the door, "Master Feng, are you up? His Majesty has decreed that you should come to have an audience. This servant will lead the way for you."
Feng Ziqing opened the door, nodded with a smile and said, "Thank you."
The palace maid bowed and smiled, turned around and walked forward slowly, Feng Ziqing followed closely.
On the way, Feng Ziqing deliberately chatted with the palace maid, hoping to understand the emperor's behavior. After all, he was the emperor of a country, so he had to pay attention to his words.
The palace maid always smiled and replied, "Young Master will know when he arrives." After a few times, Feng Ziqing stopped talking, and she couldn't ask any questions anyway.
After a long and winding journey, we finally arrived at a solemn hall, with three big characters written on it like a dragon and a snake, "Kuanyi Hall".
The palace maid stopped outside the palace, and the eunuch beside the door trotted all the way to the high seat in the middle of the hall, bowed at the steps, and reported softly.
The middle-aged man, who had already changed into a light blue bamboo pattern robe, hummed after hearing this. The eunuch then straightened up and shouted: "Xuan Feng is not serious."
The maid outside the door said to Feng Ziqing: "Master Feng, please come in."
Feng Ziqing thanked him and stepped forward.
The palace maid immediately turned around and left, hurriedly walking all the way to a pavilion with tall bamboo clusters. In the pavilion sat the soft and elegant queen, and Ming Shanyi in casual clothes.
She will go through the details, bow, turn around and leave, and go to Kuanyi Hall again to inquire about the situation.
"Yier, your friend seems to have felt something."
"Anyone can feel that my father behaves like this. Mother, why do you think my father is doing this?"
The Queen smiled faintly and joked: "Hey, Yi'er is trying to defend his friend? How about I go talk to your father and remind him?"
Ming Shanyi quickly waved his hand and said seriously: "No, no, I was just talking casually. Don't take it to heart, Queen Mother."
The Queen smiled sweetly and said, "Don't worry, your father just wants to confirm certain things and has no other intentions. When you get married and have a daughter, he might do the same thing."
Ming Shanyi shook his head, sighed, and whispered, "Brother Feng, please wish yourself well."
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In the Kuanyi Palace.
Feng Ziqing moved forward slowly, looking straight at the middle-aged man sitting on the high seat, who was also looking at him seriously.
When he reached the steps, Feng Ziqiu bowed slightly, clasped his fists, and said, "Feng is not a heavy cultivator in the mountains. I have met Your Majesty."
The middle-aged man hummed expressionlessly, raised his hand and said, "No need to be polite, I'll give you a seat."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The middle-aged man stood up and walked to the steps, looking down at Feng Ziqing. Feng Ziqing looked indifferent. He thanked the eunuch who moved the stool and sat down calmly.
"Your name is a pseudonym."
Feng Ziqing narrowed his eyes, smiled calmly, and said: "Of course, it is common to use pseudonyms when traveling around. For example, when I first met the second prince, he also used a pseudonym."
The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then what is your real name? Can you tell me frankly?"
Feng Ziqing stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Sorry, I can't tell you because of personal reasons."
The middle-aged man chuckled softly, "Well, this is a trivial matter. From what Yi'er said, not only do you know Xue'er and her fellow senior sisters, but you are also familiar with the disciples of Chengtian Sect and Molou, and you even fought with the enemy together. It's considered a big deal.
Friend of life and death?"
Feng Ziqing said: "We can't talk about life and death, but we are lucky enough to have killed enemies together, so we can be considered good friends."
"Oh" the middle-aged man frowned, "It's a blessing for you to get to know them. I think you are not very old, you are in the late stage of the virtual realm, and you are really a young talent. You have such qualifications, why don't you devote yourself to it?
Among the great sects of cultivation, it would be great to reach a higher level."
Feng Zi smiled slightly, "I've been lazy since I was young and can't stand the rules, so I haven't thought about joining a sect."
The middle-aged man put his hands behind his back, climbed down the steps, and came to Feng Ziqing. He was tall, slightly taller than Feng Ziqing.
Feng Ziqing suddenly felt a little pressure. This person who had been in power for a long time was completely different. The emperor in front of him must have a high level.
Not to be outdone, he raised his eyes and looked directly at him. In the emperor's eyes, he felt a familiar feeling. He seemed to have seen this kind of look somewhere before.
His thoughts raced rapidly, and after a moment, he finally remembered.
In Qingfeng Village, when he was playing with Wei Jing when he was young, the way Wei Fangxun looked at him was very similar to the way the emperor in front of him looked at him at the moment.
There was disgust and warning, but the eyes of the person in front of me contained less disgust and more warning.