The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

Almost everyone in the hall looked at Chang Huaili at the same time.

Chang Huaili sat there.

He is in his twenties, wearing a white python robe. He looks majestic, neither humble nor arrogant, and has a sense of nobility.

Everyone looked at him.

Fu Ling'an sneered.

"Is His Majesty Xi Xuanguo going to appoint the eldest prince as heir apparent? Why didn't the Four Kingdoms and One City hear any news?"

Without waiting for Chang Huaili's answer, Fu Ling'an's eyes fell on Queen Feng Xuanling of Xixuan.

"Does the Queen of Xixuan know?"

Feng Xuanling glanced at Chang Huaili with a very cold look.

The eldest son left behind by the late empress was a thorn in her side. If the old emperor hadn't been in poor health, Chang Huaili wouldn't have had the spotlight this time at the Flower Festival!

how?

The Flower Festival has not even begun yet, and the eldest son of the emperor is already trying to win over the elders of Tianshu City?

He's really ambitious, damn it!

Feng Xuanling's smile was very soft, and her nasolabial folds were a bit heavy. Even though her smile was soft, it was not friendly.

"My Majesty, Your Majesty Xixuan, has the final say on the matter of the Crown Prince Xi Xuan. It belongs to my Crown Prince Xi Xuan. Your Majesty Beiyuan, we are gathered in Donghuang for the Hua Chao Festival starting tomorrow, not for my Crown Prince Xi Xuan."

This was to tell Fu Ling'an not to pay attention to their propaganda of state affairs in the west, and to focus on the upcoming Flower Festival.

Fu Ling'an laughed.

The smile was evil and showed no concern for the life and death of others.

"It turns out that not only the eldest prince Xixuan doesn't know who will win the throne, but also His Majesty Xixuan's bedfellow and the empress of Xixuan don't know either!"

"Tsk! It's really strange! Elder Xuan is thousands of miles away in Tianshu City, but he knows everything about the health of the queen in the harem of Nanxiang Kingdom!"

A minister of Southern Xiang could not sit still.

"Your Majesty Beiyuan, please be careful what you say!"

Fu Ling'an glanced at him and said softly.

"The emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is!"

Minister of Southern Xiang: "..."

Bai Chuanlin glanced at him lightly. What else did the minister want to say, and finally sat back silently.

Chang Huaili was surprised.

Fu Ling'an was so rude, even talking about the ambiguous relationship between Queen Bai Chuanlin and Elder Xuan of Tianshu City, but Bai Chuanlin didn't care at all?

Are these still the rumored imperial couple who love each other so much?

But more than three years ago, Shirakawa Rin did indeed travel thousands of miles to Tianshu City to marry the high priest as his queen. Everyone in Kyushu and Shikoku knew this.

Moreover, since their marriage to this day, Shirakawa Rin has only one empress in her harem.

When several of his imperial sisters mentioned the choice of husband, they all envied the Queen of Nanxiang.

Could it be that something went wrong?

But what went wrong?

Chang Huaili's mind was filled with questions and he couldn't help but get distracted.

Fu Ling'an turned the topic to him again.

"Why is the eldest son of Emperor Xixuan silent? Is it because he thinks what I said is very reasonable, so he has nothing to say?"

Chang Huaili had to come to his senses.

Hearing Fu Ling'an's words, he was so angry that he wanted to curse.

This Beiyuan tyrant is really just like the rumors, with the same bad temper and the same disregard for the life and death of others.

Before Chang Huaili could respond, Elder Xuan spoke again.

"What do you want, His Majesty Beiyuan? Don't you want to participate in the Flower Festival that starts tomorrow?"

Fu Ling'an sneered.

"Isn't it Elder Xuan who doesn't want to participate in the Flower Festival?"

Elder Xuan frowned angrily.

"What do you mean by His Majesty Beiyuan's words?"

Fu Ling'an spoke gloomily.

"What's the explanation? I want to ask some elders why they allowed an impostor to take my sister's position as high priest and marry into Nanxiang?"

The entire Dezheng Hall fell silent.

The atmosphere became extremely cold in an instant.

There is still a bit of desolation in the coldness.

The anger on Elder Xuan's face was visible to the naked eye.

"Fu Ling'an, as the king of Beiyuan, you dare to commit the crime of disrespecting the high priest. Do you know what crime you deserve?"

Fu Ling'an was not afraid at all.

"The high priest of Tianshu City? The high priest of Tianshu City is my niece Ji Yanbao. When did my Yanbao ever say that I disrespected her? I am just such a niece. I can't even care for her, so how can I neglect her?"

Elder Huang couldn't sit still.

"Your Majesty Beiyuan is talking nonsense, nonsense!"

Fu Ling'an smiled uninhibitedly.

"Elder Huang, you are in a hurry!"

Just as Elder Huang was about to speak, Fu Lingan immediately added.

"You're anxious, you have something on your mind!"

"Elder Huang, when you allowed that impostor to kill my sister Ji Yunwan, weren't you afraid of retribution?"

The faces of the two elders Xuan and Huang turned ugly at the same time.

Elder Tianzihao suddenly spoke.

"His Majesty Beiyuan is absolutely certain that Princess Fujin of the Eastern Emperor is our high priest in Tianshu City?"

Fu Ling'an asked instead without answering.

"Who the hell is the high priest of Tianshu City? Don't even the elders of Tianzihao know?"

"Is the fortune chart of Tianji Palace in Tianshu City broken?"

Elder Tianzihao’s eyes were dark.

He did not speak to Fu Ling'an anymore, but raised his eyes to look at Feng Qingli, who was sitting in the main seat with a calm expression but a particularly cold look in his eyes.

"Your Majesty the Eastern Emperor, it concerns our High Priest of Tianshu City. Can you please invite Princess Fu Jin to come and see me?"

Feng Qingli did not agree immediately, but asked Elder Tianzihao instead.

"So something did happen to the high priest of Tianshu City?"

Before Elder Tian could speak, Elder Earth suddenly spoke up.

"Your Majesty the East Emperor, you, the East Emperor, have no right to interfere with our affairs in Tianshu City."

Just as Feng Qingli was about to speak, Yan Bao's dissatisfied voice came from outside the hall.

"This is in Donghuang. Huangde Doudou is the master of Donghuang. Why doesn't Huangde Doudou have the right to intervene?"

Everyone in the hall looked at the entrance of the hall at the same time.

Brothers Feng Mian, Feng Erli and Feng Sanlie, who were sitting at the back next to Feng Qingli, heard this and frowned at the same time.

Why is Yan Bao here at this time?

Which of these envoys in the palace is easy to talk to?

Who doesn't have a smile on his face and has ten or eight plans in mind to kill people and silence them?

No matter what the three brothers thought, Xiao Yanbao ran in anyway.

The little guy had a clear goal and rushed towards the elder Tianzihao like a small cannonball.

She raised her head, a small ball, but her breasts were fierce.

"Elder Tian, ​​why did Aniang lose her memory? You know that Aniang has a twin sister, right?"

After the little guy asked, she raised her little head and waited for Elder Tian to answer, but suddenly she heard a trembling voice calling her.

"Yan Bao?"

Yan Bao turned around curiously when he heard the sound.

A strange and good-looking uncle.

Wearing a bright yellow robe embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon, and a white jade gold crown on his head, he showed his splendor.

But when he looked at her, his mood fluctuated greatly, and the aura around him became very tight and complicated.

Yan Bao tilted his head and looked at him in confusion.

"Uncle, who are you?"

Bai Chuanlin's heart was completely broken when Yan Bao turned to look at him.

The Nai Tuanzi in front of Elder Tian has a pair of eyes that are exactly the same as Awan's. Even the light under his eyes is similar, as if they were carved from the same mold.

Her facial features have not yet grown, and she looks pink and white, tender and tender. She is very similar to Awan when she was a child.

Shirakawa Rin's heart ached badly.

He stood up, walked quickly and staggered to Yan Bao and squatted down.

"Yanbao, your mother-in-law..."

Yan Bao blinked his big eyes.

"Uncle, Aunt Yanbao is the high priest of Tianshu City, her name is Ji Yunwan."

Shirakawa Rin: "..."