Pick up a prince to get married

As night fell, in the palace, wine and wine were mixed.

Civil and military officials sat on the steps, Han Yue and Xie Zixi came together, men and women sat separately, and the two were separated, Xie Zixi greeted the ladies from all walks of life with a smile, today is to wish Han Yue the triumphant return of the army, and to add officials It is natural to be a noble, and everyone is prosperous. Xie Zixi's status is rising rapidly.

Han Yue on the other side also talked with the officials, and about three quarters later, the emperor arrived.

Dressed in a dragon robe, the imperial power is in his hands, but it is rare that there is no one around the emperor who is always greedy and lustful, which arouses many people's surprise.

Everyone knows that His Majesty admires her, but there have been rumors that Emperor Wei has not called his concubines to bed for many days. The officials did not believe it before, but now they believe it somewhat. Could it be that His Majesty has changed his mind?

In the dark of night, a black figure rushed into the palace. He was vigorous and agile, and managed to avoid all the guards and came to Kunning Palace!

At the outer edge of Kunning Palace, Yu Ji paused and hid to the side, the guards took over and the hidden guards patrolled, Yu Ji couldn't find an opportunity for a while.

Yu Ji frowned. The guards in the palace today are indeed looser than she imagined. Many of them have been transferred to Kunning Palace. According to the current guards, not to mention human beings, even a fly cannot fly in. Is this the way it is going to be? Return in vain?

no!When Si Nu comes, she will have no chance!There must be a way to get in!

Yuhime held the scimitar at her waist, thinking about the possibility of getting past the guards.The banquet will take at least two hours, and she still has time.

In Huangjue Temple, the situation is surging.

A few misty smokes lit up, and the whole Huangjue Temple fell into silence, only the sleeping breath of the monks, not the cicadas and birds.

Shen Congming put on his clothes and went to the Guanshan Terrace on the back mountain. On the rooftop, a wisp of incense was lit, a chess game was set up, a pot of fragrant tea was brewed, and the guests waited quietly.

He played the chess game on his own, with white pieces and black pieces criss-crossing, mottled and scattered, forming a pattern of its own, the night wind blowing suddenly turned red, bringing a burst of fragrance, Shen Congming smiled.

The person who stepped on the roof was the bright moon. "Mr. Yehanfeng Gaokekeke is playing chess alone here coughkekejiaoyue. Should I praise Mr. Kekeke for his elegance, or should I advise Mr. coughkeke to take good care of his body?"

She was carrying a lantern, and she was wearing an autumn and winter cloak, which added two points of haze for no reason.

"When Ms. Qi comes, everything will be worth it." Shen Congming was in a good mood, and made a gesture of invitation, and Jiaoyue sat down and picked up Baizi.

"Mr. Kekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekebabybabblesbabyyue, please let mekekekekekekekekesheng tell me first."

She moves very slowly, unlike Shen Congming who doesn't think about it.

"Now we are playing chess, we should concentrate on playing chess." Shen Congming made the move calmly, without saying a word.

Thoughts were flying in Jiaoyue's heart, but she still nodded in agreement, "Sir, what you said is true."

The night wind blew, and the lights went out. In the Daming Hall, Lu Yi looked at the visitor with a smile, "Young Master Qi's resilience really impresses Lu Yi."

"Thank you, Mr. Lu, for your concern. God bless, there is no serious problem." Qi Tianyou said sincerely, but Lu Yiyi didn't know whether he was sincere or fake.

"Tianyou came here and told Tianqi." Lu Yi asked.

Qi Tianyou shook his head, "My father didn't ask me to tell Tianqi, Mr. Lu, don't be on guard, Tianyou's purpose is the same as yours."

Lu Yi couldn't hold back his laughter when he heard the words, "Young Master, who told you that I was on guard against you."

"Ok?"

"Since your Excellency is here, don't you plan to show yourself?" Lu Yiyi attacked the pillars of the palace, and a tall figure stepped out, it was the priest of Xirong, "Huangkou kid, how dare you be presumptuous?"

With a loud shout, energy flowed all over his body, Lu Yiqi Tianyou was actually forced by this energy to take three steps back and couldn't move forward.

The two were surprised in their hearts, although they were not top experts, they could still be among the first-class, but they couldn't even match this person's body protection strength, Xi Rong's priest really deserved his reputation.

"What's the point of bullying the younger generation? Ling, long time no see." Before the person arrived, the sound came first. If you don't see him, you hear his voice first. Amidst the whimpering of bamboo sounds, a sedan chair flew into it, and the white-clothed swordsman Hold the sword and stand beside it.

The priest of Xirong was secretly vigilant, why did he come?

The same energy swirled, the car curtain was lifted, and the man was lying in the car, playing with a safety talisman, and then looked at the priest, "Ling, you know me, so now I will give you a chance to convince me, As long as you can persuade me, I will not interfere with the national destiny."

The teacher came from the same sect, so the priest naturally knew the person in front of him, the Xuanji Pavilion, the biggest variable, the wordless ghost.

"Do you think I'm crazy?" The priest raised his palm luckily, and aimed at the person in front of him. The white-clothed swordsman was already on guard, and the sharp sword was out of its sheath, not caring about his own body.

Then he lowered his head and stood in front of the sedan chair.

The priest looked at the bleeding abdomen, without saying a word, but stared at the white-clothed swordsman for a long time, "You succeeded." He said to the people on the sedan chair.

"Didn't you know it a long time ago? Make another improvement on your improved insanity technique. The one in front of you is no longer a human being~ The walking corpse endowed with thoughts was refined at the moment before his death, and he only obeys orders." Do you want to try my excellent weapon?"

The eyes of the white-clothed swordsman moved, the priest withdrew his attack, and the white-clothed swordsman sheathed his long sword.

The priest circled around him a few times, and finally nodded, "It's really good, it's you. No, you won't help me, but you won't help them either. So, do a good job of your side view. If you can improve, you should Knowing that all changes remain the same, destroying this perfect weapon, I can do it."

"I don't care, it's up to you." The man stretched lazily and stepped out of the sedan chair.The white-clothed swordsman drew out the long sword on his waist, and the white-clothed swordsman's figure did not move, and the man stabbed down with his sword, and the white-clothed swordsman also remained motionless.

A trickle of blood gushed out, and the man wiped the blood on the sword, "I also want to see the resilience of this body. So now, your opponent is me." The man put the sword back, and then pushed the white-clothed swordsman After entering the sedan chair, he watched the sacrifice with leisure.

Even the priest could not have imagined that such a meticulously perfect puppet, if a man said to abandon it, he would abandon it.

Lu Yi squinted his eyes slightly, and analyzed a lot of useful information from the conversation just now, but Qi Tianyou couldn't bear it when he saw the falling white-clothed swordsman, and said, "Even if it's a puppet, it has its own thinking, and it's a life. Young man, you are too much."

The man turned to look at him, "Qi Tianyou?"

"Yes."

With a flick of his sleeve, Qi Tianyou immediately vomited scarlet.

"you!"

"Brother-in-law, the time is almost up." The man said.

Lu Yi felt that he was quite thick-skinned, Qi Tianyou, priest, he resisted the eyes of the two of them, the elder brother of the junior uncle, is really amazing.

"There is still a stick of incense." Lu Yi said.

"The fate of the country appears once a year, Ling, if you don't hurry up and break the spirit-binding array now, you won't have a chance later." The man reminded him with good intentions.

The priest gritted his teeth. With this person intervening now, it is impossible to solve the two onlookers in time. Now the spirit-binding array must be released immediately, otherwise it will be too late.

Lu Yi retreated to Qi Tianyou's side, "Young Master Qi, I'm really curious, how did you know the opening time of the National Games."

Qi Tianyou already had old wounds on his body, obviously he hadn't recovered from the man's blow just now, Lu Yi pulled him several times before he came back to his senses, "Master Lu should ask himself."

Ah.

Lu Yi suddenly understood, "It seems that Lu Yi is too high-profile."

"It's Mr. Shen, who hasn't restrained himself."

"Master Qi is indeed worthy of the future head of the Qi clan."

Little Martial Uncle is right, Qi Tianyou is a tiger.

The fate of the country was first manifested, the spirit-binding array was released, and a faint purple light shrouded the hall.

Bright Moon's expression changed on the rooftop, "Cough cough cough first, cough cough first, cough cough well."

Shen Congming smiled, "Miss Qi doesn't give in."

"I thought I was coughing and coughing to delay Mr. Kekeke, but I didn't cough cough cough cough. It was Mr. coughing and coughing who delayed Keke Jiaoyue."

"Delay? Well, since the next one has started, we, too, can start."

"Ok?"

"Let Shen take a look at the strongest hidden strength of the Qi family." Once the world was settled, a little boy stepped out, his round eyes were not clear, but only murderous, "Xiao Wu, please!" .”

Jiaoyue smiled lightly, "Mr. Shen coughed and lifted up Jiaokeyue cough cough cough." Standing up, the sky was abandoned behind him, and he stepped on the moon.

The flames of war were on the verge of breaking out, and the two people who looked at each other remained speechless.

Xiao Wu stood still and took out his long stick.

Qi Tianqi had nothing in his hand, Xiao Wu keenly sensed the murderous intent on his waist, it was a soft sword!

"The general, the general, coughs, the soldier, and the soldier, Ke Jiaoyue, also wants to know the ability of coughing, coughing and coughing first."

"Miss Qi is overwhelmed, Shen has no strength to restrain a chicken. He is just a teacher, but Shen believes that Xiaowu alone is enough."

Xiao Wu's stick crossed the ground, forming a horizontal line, "Xiao Wu will not let anyone cross this place!"

In the general's mansion, maids and servants came in and out, and the monk sat on the mat with his eyes open.

"The national teacher only wants the poor monk's life, and the poor monk's death is the only thing. Don't hurt the innocent."

The monk recited the Buddha's name and stepped out of the mansion step by step.

Three miles outside the mansion, there are rows of Jinwu guards waiting to go.

The national teacher stood in front of the army, watching the monk approaching step by step, "Master is indeed merciful."

"My Buddha is merciful, how can one poor monk drag down the lives of more than a hundred people in the general's mansion? Now the poor monk is here, take your life as a benefactor, Amitabha." The monk put his hands together.

The national teacher was afraid of an explosion, so he didn't dare to move for a while.

Seeing this, the abbot, who was waiting to die peacefully, said, "The monks don't tell lies. The poor monk has fulfilled his wish, so let's give it away. If the benefactor does not want to do it, the poor monk will leave."

The closed eyes covered the last mercy. The national teacher was incapable of thinking. His five claws formed a hook and pierced the monk's heart.

The blood that flowed out stained the monk's robe red, and the blood around the heart was completely taken out, and the person who sat down on the spot formed the final golden body, with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, forming a relic.

Amitabha.