A charming atmosphere filled this originally elegant palace.
Many lustful people looked at her with eyes wide open, and secretly sighed in their hearts that there really is such a pure and charming woman in this world.
What's more important is that Wu Rou's charm seems to be revealed unconsciously, like the innocence of a child who doesn't understand the world.
Chen Yan was also fascinated by it, holding his legs up and watching Wu Rou's every move carefully.
It wasn't until Wu Rou threw out the two ribbons that the music slowly stopped.
The two ribbons were delivered directly to Chen Yan, and Chen Yan couldn't help but grab them.
But when he asked himself and tightened his grip on the ribbon, Wu Rou gently exerted force on her wrist, and the ribbon returned to her hand again.
She kowtowed respectfully, then turned around to leave.
"Wait a minute." Chen Yan stopped Wu Rou's footsteps with this shout. His eyes revealed a predatory intention that could not be concealed. It was self-evident and extremely obvious. "When did the Wu Zhu clan have such a stunning beauty like you?"
Already?"
When Wu Rou heard this question, she quickly bowed and answered, "To answer the question to the emperor, the slave family is Wu Zhu's seventh saint, Wu Rou."
"This is my seventh term..." Chen Yan rubbed his chin, seeming to be particularly emotional.
The Wu Zhu clan enjoys a long life, especially the saints of the Wu Zhu. They will maintain a pure body throughout their lives so that they can be worshiped by the gods after death.
Therefore, every saint does not need to go through childbirth, and only needs to study the method of eternal youth.
And for every saint, the shortest life span was sixty years old.
The seventh term is enough to represent that the Wuzhu clan has been maintained for a long time.
"The last time I saw Wu Zhu come to Beijing, it was when I was young. Although the previous saint was half a hundred years old, she still looked like a girl. I wonder if the saint can show me what she looks like today?"
Chen Yan said in a deep voice.
Upon hearing this, everyone looked expectantly in the direction of Wu Rou, just waiting for her to take off her veil and let everyone see her beauty.
Upon hearing this, Wu Rou knelt down and kowtowed respectfully, then stretched out her hand to slowly lift off the veil.
That pure and flawless face appeared in front of everyone little by little, and when they saw it, they held their breath involuntarily, as if taking more breaths would break this holy beauty.
Wu Rou is different from the beautiful girls in this world. She is so beautiful that people dare not touch her, as if even touching her would be punished by heaven.
Her face and body made it seem like only a fairy in the sky could marry her.
Chen Yan was also fascinated by the sight and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Sure enough, the saints of the Wuzhu clan are all the most beautiful women in the world. This statement is true. When I saw it today, I couldn't help but feel love in my heart, but I didn't dare to be greedy.
I admire the saint's pure heart. Come to think of it, this is the charm of the saint."
Wu Rou smiled lightly, kowtowed to the ground and thanked the Holy Master for his praise.
It's just that no matter how beautiful a woman is, she is a human being and a thing in Chen Yan's hands.
According to the rules, after the Wuzhu clan performed their dance today, it was time to return to the clan.
Wu Zhu's tribe was formed in escapism, and if it were not for her tribe, it would be difficult to find her. If Wu Rou left today, even if Chen Yan wanted to see her again, he would never have the chance in this life.
Chen Yan felt a little itchy in his heart for no reason, and couldn't help but look a little anxious.
These changes in small movements were all seen by Chen Su.
She still had that polite and courteous smile, and leaned over and asked, "The emperor actually likes the dance of the Wu Zhu clan so much. Why don't you stay with Wu Zhu in the palace for a few more days. First, the emperor can enjoy the dance of Wu Zhu."
I wish you a wonderful dance and may you pray for good luck for a few more days."
Chen Yan repeatedly praised Chen Su's suggestion, then waved his long sleeves and said, "According to my decree, the Lotus Palace will allow Miss Wu Rou to move in from today. The other courtyard will be temporarily occupied by other members of the Wu Zhu clan. Wu
Miss Rou's daily diet and daily life are arranged according to the salary of a first-grade princess."
Wu Rou quickly kowtowed and thanked Chen Yan, which made Chen Yan feel uneasy.
He quickly stood up and left the dragon chair, and stepped forward to support Wu Rou.
When he touched Wu Rou's hands, he felt that they were soft and smooth, and it felt like touching a piece of tofu.
There is such a wonderful woman in this world. Seeing this, Chen Yan's heart became unbearable and he just wanted to keep Wu Rou by his side.
But after all, Wu Rou is a saint, a body that the Wu Zhu clan wants to pay tribute to the gods.
If he easily took over Wu Rou's body, wouldn't he have offended the gods and aroused public anger?
However, although Wu Rou cannot be included in the harem now, she can be kept in the palace for a few more days, which is enough to satisfy Chen Yan's selfish desires.
Everyone saw Chen Yan's thoughts. The fifth prince, Chen Suining, was the first to stand up and said with a smile, "My father likes the dance of the Wu Zhu clan so much, why not set up a lotus pond so that the saint can watch it."
Are you cultivating yourself in the lotus pond and praying for the prince?"
What a lotus pond. If there was that pond, wouldn't Chen Yan have a suitable excuse to go there every day to see Wu Rou "praying" for the prince.
Chen Yan praised repeatedly, and then issued an order, saying that the lotus pond should be built today, and the saint should not be neglected.
The emperor's love for the saint was also seen by the Wu Zhu clan.
Especially Chu Lian.
She stood behind layers of curtains, with a sly smile in her eyes.
The reason why a saint is a saint is because she is a supremely pure person. If a saint loses this purity, not only will she be punished by the witches, but she will also be directly revoked of the title of saint.
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There are plans to select the next saint. If something unexpected happens to Wu Rou, then the only one who can take the position of saint is Chu Lian.
Chu Lian clenched her fists tightly. She looked at Wu Rou with a strong murderous intent in her eyes. Wu Rou felt a chill running down her spine and her arms could not help but tremble slightly.
Chen Yan looked at the beautiful woman who seemed to be frozen, and quickly ordered the eunuch to get his fox fur cloak. He put it on Wu Rou himself. His gentle appearance was nothing like the ruthless emperor who usually killed decisively.
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Wu Rou quickly pushed away the cloak and timidly said, "How can the slave family afford such a precious thing? Please don't let the slave family lose their life."
When Chen Yan heard this, he quickly said seriously, "Why can't you bear it? You are the bright moon in the sky. Even if you want to pick the stars to make a rosy skirt, it is not an excessive act."
After that, Chen Yan took off the white dragon jade pendant hanging from his waist and handed it to Wu Rou, "With this thing, you can move around at will in the Sixth Palace."