When the Ghost King Xin Yinsi came to Luanfeng Palace, he frowned slightly when he saw the palace slaves standing outside the palace gate. He immediately strode forward and asked: "Why are you outside? Where is the Queen?"
"That...the queen..."
The palace maid spoke incoherently, and when she looked at the demon-like man in front of her, the hairs all over her body stood up.
The door behind the palace maid opened automatically, she smiled softly, and her voice came from the depths of the palace, "Come in, everyone."
The servants walked in, and just as Xin Yinsi was about to follow them, two huge golden-lacquered doors suddenly closed right next to Xin Yinsi's nose. A huge sound sounded, like a bell on the top of a mountain, and dust and smoke rose everywhere.
"The Ghost King should stay well outside." The girl's cold voice was full of gloom.
The ghost king is uncertain, his face is covered with haze, and the pupils embedded in his beautiful face are like a pair of devil's seeds.
"I will go to Qifeng Hall to prepare. When the time comes, I will ask the Queen to come over immediately without any delay."
Xin Yinsi suddenly stretched out his hand and lifted the eunuch who was some distance away in front of him. The eunuch sniffed the Shura aura on the man and was so frightened that he nodded in fear.
Qifeng Hall.
All the cultural relic officials were present and stood on both sides of the scarlet blanket. There were ninety-nine and eighty-one gilded steps. The auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes were carved on both sides. When they spread their wings and soared, it was as if the spiritual energy released by the Venerable was flowing.
On the east and west sides, there are two huge cauldrons, one gold and one silver, complementing each other. On top of the cauldron, there is a luminous pearl; in the south and north directions, there are ingenious incense burners, with the smoke of ambergris rising in the air.
It's poetic and picturesque, hazy.
noon.
The people in Qi Feng Palace couldn't stand any longer and were chattering quietly.
"It's noon, the hour has come, where is the Queen."
"Isn't it because you don't have the face to come out?"
"That's right. We are looking for great rivers and mountains in the west, how can we be snatched away by a foreigner? Let alone a woman."
"It is said that this night of singing, killing husbands and kings is so cruel."
"..."
Xin Yinsi stood at the head of the hundred officials. The other princes in Xixun looked at him anxiously. He listened to the civil and military officials talking and became impatient. He frowned and glanced at the secrets of the zenith.
totem.
Is it possible that Ye Qingge is playing tricks on him at this time?
"Queen, here we come!" The eunuch's sharp voice was like the neighing of thousands of ducks in the lake, tearing everyone's eardrums.
The ministers, nobles, and Xin Yinsi all looked towards the outside of the palace. The person coming from far away gradually became clearer. The bright yellow figure was like a rising sun, rimmed by flowing clouds and embellished with floating light. She came pacing, with lotus growing every step of the way.
, stepped over the stone steps, stepped on the threshold, stood in the center of the entrance, crushed the fragrance of the hall, blocked half of the white sunlight, the country stretched endlessly behind him, and the beautiful history unfolded.
Looking at her, everyone held their breath.
It was Li Fugui and Yun Yuexia. They couldn't help but look at them sideways as they walked.
A short-lived flower appears at a sudden glance, and its beauty is incomparable. Looking back, all living beings are in disgrace, and a beauty is a disaster, it is nothing more than this.
The woman is eye-catching with her unique white hair, which is combed into a complicated bun, with a phoenix swaying at an angle, decorated with pearl hairpins, moon rings inlaid in her earlobes, no forehead ornaments, and the blood devil flower between her eyebrows is naturally charming.
Red lips, black eyes, white hair and white skin.
The dragon robe on Qingge's body was specially woven and embroidered, and the style of the wrap around her body was like a cheongsam, which outlined her figure. The dragon circled around her waist and climbed straight up. There was no trace of this cheongsam until her chest.
It's off-the-shoulder!
The clavicle is three-dimensional and the skin is smooth and tender.
A bright yellow robe covered her body, with gray plush on the shoulders. It was cool and elegant. The tail of the large robe dragged the ground for a full eight feet. The palace maids in strict uniforms were standing at the tail of the robe.
On both sides, holding the support, they walked forward.
Li Fugui and Yun Yuexia mingled among the officials.
Yun Yuexia watched with a smile as Qingge crossed the gilded stairs and sat on the dragon chair with her back straight. When she turned around, she waved her hand and her robe drew an arc in the air. The golden dragon was lifelike and shocking.
Four fields.
If it were not for those conspiracies and machinations, Yun Yuexia would rather Ye Qingge become a king who will be famous throughout the ages.
In Luanfeng Palace, when she saw Ye Qingge put on a dragon robe, she felt that all the dragon robes in the world were tailor-made for her. Who else but her could look like this?
She once saw the Northern Moon Emperor in a dragon robe, which made her lose her heart. But when she saw Qingge sitting on the dragon chair, she felt that all the billions of people in the Four Stars should surrender at her feet.
.
Some people are born as dragons.
For example, she——
A look of surprise flashed across Xin Yinsi's eyes.
A eunuch read out an oath. After the oath was recited, all the officials saluted, but a sudden voice sounded, "No, we cannot let this cruel woman be our king in Xixun, otherwise Xixun will be ruined in her hands."
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The speaker is a young man.
"This is Princess Bei Tomb's brother, a cavalry general. He is very brave." The palace maid whispered in Qingge's ear.
"Pull him out, kill him, and throw him into a mass grave to feed the wolves." Qingge said coldly.
All the officials were suffocated. The young man obviously did not expect that Ye Qingge would dare to kill him in front of all the civil and military officials just one day after he took the throne!
Presumptuous, arrogant!
Arrogant!
"Didn't you hear that?" Qingge glanced at the guards in Qifeng Palace.
The guards' legs were trembling, but only a few guards stepped forward. The young man was so powerful that he punched him with his iron fist. Several guards immediately had bruises on their noses, swollen faces, and urine, and some even lost their teeth after being beaten.
"It is a disaster for Xixun to have a king like this." The young man said angrily: "As a loyal minister, how can I watch Xixun be destroyed by a witch like you?"
After saying that, the man pulled out a knife and flew towards the dragon chair on the gilded steps. He jumped up into the air with his knees slightly bent. He held the blood-stained machete in his hands and raised it high, trying to
Chopping it off on the head.
All the officials were in a panic. The Ghost King's back was stiff and he stood like a green pine. His face looked a bit strange, and a cold smile appeared on the corners of his lips.
He just looked at it without any intention of taking action.
Li Fugui frowned fiercely, "This man is born with the ninth level, and Miss Ye is born with the eighth level. Should I take action?"
In the eyes of the world, everyone still thinks that Qingge is stuck at the eighth level of innateness.
"Don't reveal your strength yet." Yun Yuexia said: "She is good at leapfrog challenges."
Hearing this, Li Fugui's worried heart relaxed, but he still maintained an aggressive state. As long as Qingge was in danger, he would give a fatal blow at any time.
Among the officials, most of them were secretly happy. Princess Bei Tomb's brother had an astonishing hot temper, but no one recognized Qingge, the emperor who had descended from the sky.
Most people hope that she will die under a man's knife.
The scene of a peerless beauty with her body in a different place must be tragic and beautiful.