kill the immortal

41 Chapter 41, incense
Tell Yu Jingtang to calm down... What does this mean?
An Yan had doubts in her heart, and was at a loss for what Tianhou said.

"Dare to ask Tianhou... what does it mean?"

At this time, Tianhou walked aside with her hands behind her back. She was tall and tall, with a dignified and majestic demeanor, looking at the far side outside the gate of the palace.

An Yan took advantage of this moment to glance at Master Xuanyi, but saw her standing there with her eyes closed, her face covered by a tulle, which made it impossible to see through her thoughts.

"The quarrel between Yu Jingtang and Shentu Ying is something that the government and the people know about. Two days ago, you were seriously ill and couldn't accept the order?" Tianhou said slowly.

Yu Jingtang, Shentu Ying...

An Yan pondered for a moment, and suddenly understood.

Factional disputes, Yu Jingtang seems to want to do something to Shen Tuying, but the empress does not like it.

From this point of view, my official position is also the same. Generally speaking, I can't be a living man.

Shentu Ying, General of the Bodyguard Banner, Duke of Zhen Guo, An Yan also inquired about Shentu Ying after meeting Shentu Junshi at the West Garden Poetry Meeting, and found out that this general actually holds the military power!
Moreover, among the five ministries, the Ministry of War and the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment all came from his disciples.

The influence and deterrent power of this in the court may have overshadowed Yu Jingtang, no wonder Shentu Junshi can be so domineering, he has the capital.

But for such a powerful minister, doesn't the queen have any worries and fears in her heart?

"I don't know what Yu Xiang wants to do, but I'm afraid he won't listen to what I say." An Yan continued.

"It's okay." Tianhou said indifferently, and she glanced indifferently.

"If you can't do it, it's fine to ask for a death penalty. Besides, you are a death penalty. Whether you can catch this chance or not is up to you."

An Yan suddenly felt his heart tremble.

"Yu Xiangye has always been arbitrary in his actions. He is only a son, nephew, and he is soft-spoken. Even Yu Xiang's parents and children are afraid that it will be difficult to change his mind. Isn't the Queen of Heaven making things difficult for him?" The real Xuanyi, who closed his eyes and rested his mind, suddenly said, his voice was calm said.

Tianhou let out a light snort, and turned to look at Master Xuanyi: "Why, do you feel sorry for him?"

She walked back and forth beside An Yan, and said slowly: "Your Xuanzhen Sect has never accepted male disciples, what is so special about this guy that you are willing to accept him in and teach him the way of cultivation?"

"Or is it because you feel ashamed of the Yu family?"

"Being humble, I have always had a clear conscience." Master Xuanyi said calmly, neither humble nor overbearing.

"It seems that you have forgotten the past." Tian Hou sneered.

"The Queen of Heaven doesn't need to say these things." Master Xuanyi nodded slightly.

"This An Yan is extremely talented. If the poor Taoist wants to understand the true meaning of heaven, he will be indispensable in the future."

Tianhou became quiet, and her steps stopped. She stood behind An Yan, and An Yan couldn't notice her movements at the moment, but he listened carefully to the conversation between Tianhou and Master Xuanyi, and understood something.

Tianhou knew about Xuanyi's desire for longevity, and she seemed to be supporting her.

An Yan thought back to the past that Master Xuanyi always emphasized that the Dharma she practiced was different from that of outsiders.

At this time, Tianhou walked past An Yan again, and lay down sideways on the bed again. When her jade arms were propped up, her sleeves fell down, revealing her smooth and delicate skin.

"Okay, let's save his life for now." She said softly to Master Xuanyi.

Turning to look at An Yan again, the phoenix's eyes flickered.

"You go back and tell Yu Jingtang, let him remember the old love, and don't make things irreparable."

An Yan took a deep breath, and said: "The minister takes orders."

"In addition, although you are a historian, I have always disliked what I said and what I did, being recorded. In informal occasions, you just need to be honest."

"..."

"Let's go back."

An Yan glanced at Master Xuanyi again, seeing that she had closed her eyes again, and then bowed again: "Your Majesty, leave."

The etiquette in the palace was cumbersome, and An Yan still bowed and retreated outside the palace after getting up.

Only Daoist Xuanyi and Tianhou were left in the hall.

Tianhou picked up a piece of rice paper from the table and read the words on it: "When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world... This child has some poetic talents, no wonder Yun Jian married his daughter to him."

"Tianhou likes these words? Let An Yan make some for Tianhou." Xuanyi said.

But Tianhou threw the paper back on the short case, and snorted coldly: "I've heard enough of people's remonstrance about this thing more than ten years ago."

Then he continued: "I think it's for your sake to spare his life, but in a few days, it will be the time when the two countries pay tribute, and if monks other than the envoys of the Qin and Han countries are found in the city, they will all be killed." Not wrong."

"Don't worry about the Queen of Heaven."

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An Yan walked out of Fuluan Hall, took out the small bottle from her waist, and put it in her palm.

The Queen of Heaven... is also a mortal.

He thought silently in his heart.

At this moment, Shi Rong responded.

"Master An came out earlier than I thought."

There were palace ladies not far away, Shi Rong was smiling, and put her hands on her belly, looking respectful and respectful.

"Tian Hou said that in an informal setting, she doesn't like the historian to record her words and deeds."

Shi Rong was taken aback when she heard the words, and then reminded in a low voice: "The Empress Dowager is such a good-natured person. Some historians who didn't know how to adapt... were all executed in secret. Master An should be more careful in the future."

Kill the historian...

I don't know if it's Tianhou's audacity or her power.

With a chuckle on An Yan's face, she walked towards the way she came.

"What is Master An holding in his hand?"

"If you like it, I will give it to you."

"Master An gave me something, what kind of spice is this?" Shi Rong took the vial with a look of surprise, then opened the stopper and put it between her nose to smell it.

An Yan immediately reached out to stop him.

"Reverend Xuanyi was also in the palace just now, does she often accompany the Queen of Heaven?"

Shi Rong replied: "Realist Xuanyi is an important person in the country, and he lives in the Purple Orchid Hall in the Xiyuan of the palace. The road we took when we entered the palace just now is not far from there."

An Yan was thoughtful, and continued to say: "When I entered the Fuluan Hall just now, I found it very fragrant inside, and I have never smelled it before."

Shi Rong smiled lightly and said: "The incense used in the palace is all from Lingzhou, which is specially offered by the royal family, and you can't smell it outside."

An Yan also smiled and said: "Coincidentally, the thing I gave you just now is also produced in Lingzhou. It is an essential oil made from dozens of kinds of strangely fragrant flowers. It has a special fragrance, which is definitely something you have never smelled before." of."

Shi Rong said in amazement: "It's such a rare thing! Master An just gave it to me like this?"

She said with a blush on her face.

"No matter how precious something is, you have to make the best use of it." An Yan said. "But because it is a refined product, you only need to use one drop each time, and put it into the incense burner to evaporate it."

Shi Rong nodded vigorously, and placed the vial in front of her chest with both hands, as if she had found a treasure.

An Yan continued to laugh and said, "I think Master Shi often haunts Tianhou's side, and you can also use a drop in Tianhou's bedroom."

Shi Rong pondered for a while when she heard the words, and said: "The incense used by the Queen of Heaven is also of the highest grade... Besides, if there are two kinds of incense mixed..."

There seemed to be some reluctance on her face, An Yan thought to herself after seeing this, maybe this woman doesn't want others to smell this thing.

An Yan approached and said, "I want Master Shi to smell this fragrance all the time, can Master Shi know my intention?"

Shi Rong's complexion became hot for a while, she could smell An Yan's scent from being so close, which made her dazzled.

"I see... I will send Master An out of the palace."

The two returned along the way they came, and soon came to the long street.

This time, Shi Rong dragged An Yan into an empty room.

As soon as the door was closed, she couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged An Yan tightly, panting slightly: "Master An, there...is no one here."

As Shi Rong said, she raised her head, her face was full of eagerness and obsession, she grabbed An Yan's hand, and lured it into her clothes again.

An Yan withdrew her hand, and said with a smile, "Lord Shi, what do you want to do?"

Shi Rong smiled charmingly when she heard the words, held An Yan's hand tightly again, held it in front of her body and said, "Master An asked knowingly, don't you think you don't want to? It's just to relieve boredom...No one will know about it afterwards, so please rest assured, Mr. An. "

relieve boredom...

An Yan brought her face close to her ear and whispered, "Lord Shi, are you not afraid of getting pregnant afterwards?"

Shi Rong froze when she heard this.

This is indeed a big problem. Although all the women in the palace are lonely and unbearable, few of them dare to mess around. The main reason is that they are afraid of pregnancy.

They are not people with backgrounds, once the incident happens, no one can protect them.

She looked at An Yan who was close in front of her eyes, and felt a rush of heat into her forehead, and she held An Yan's hand even tighter.

"It's okay!" She said suddenly, her red lips parted slightly, and her throat rolled several times.

"At the end, I..."

As Shi Rong said, she gently licked her lips with her tongue, and swallowed her saliva.

Her pretty face was hot, and she lowered her head in embarrassment, but soon raised her head to look expectantly at An Yan.

"Master An, do you understand?"

(End of this chapter)