Chitose words

I don't know what kind of madness caused Emperor Jing. It is obvious that the two of them hate each other and do not trust each other, but he comes to Zhaohua Hall every day to "dianmao" and is an eyesore.

The emperor didn't do anything. He just sat quietly beside the case and reviewed memorials, or during the breaks in dealing with government affairs, he didn't shy away from staring at Xie Zhao thoughtfully and slightly lost in thought.

However, since he was nearly strangled to death by Xie Zhao last time, Emperor Jing may have been frightened, so he always sat far away, sitting in the outer hall across the palace tent. He would not be like last time. Getting too close to the inner hall where Xie Zhao was.

Not only that, since that near-death experience, the emperor was always accompanied by two top masters, Zeng Yidu or Zou Wuxie.

A gentleman does not stand on dangerous walls. He has never been alone with Xie Zhao in Zhaohua Palace again.

Accompanying the emperor today is none other than the number one master in Zhaoge's inner palace that never sleeps, "Grand Eunuch" Zeng Yidu.

——He was also the one who had fought against Xie Zhao who had sneaked into the palace in Chonghua Hall a few days ago.

If Xie Zhao hadn't frightened Zeng Yidu with the Suxue sword technique of "Sword Immortal Tomb" Fuji City at that time, making him hesitate for a moment, and her self-made light skill "Return to Buddha Tanxue" was really mysterious, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape successfully so quickly.

Once I looked at my nose and eyes with poisonous eyes, it was like a motionless clay figure.

He bowed slightly and stood a few feet away from the emperor, like the most common cautious and groveling slave in the palace.

But in this city that never sleeps, no one dares to treat him seriously as just an ordinary slave.

The emperor read the memorial for an hour continuously, and his eyes became slightly sour.

He raised the tea cup on the table and took a sip of the hot tea that Yuan Ai had just poured in. Then he seemed to remember something and turned his head to ask Yuan Ai, the chief steward who was standing at the door of the hall.

"Has the three-hundred-year-old precious wild ginseng in the treasure house been cooked?"

Yuan Ai quickly bowed and replied:
"Reporting to Your Majesty, that precious tribute of wild ginseng is still being carefully cooked in Your Majesty's small kitchen.

The imperial doctor said that the effect of this old treasure will be better if it is kept for a longer time.

So Concubine Shu is watching personally, and it will probably take a while before she can deliver it to Chitose. "

Emperor Jing Fu Jingyan nodded gently when he heard this, and said with a very relieved smile:
"Luo'er has always been very careful when it comes to cooking the soup. With her watching over it, it will be right."

Unexpectedly, a very light, very cold laughter came from the inner hall.

"Why bother, Your Majesty? You took Mr. Zeng and Mr. Zou, mobilized thousands of imperial troops, surrounded the south of the city with such a large formation and forced me to show up, and brought me back to the Evernight City. I'm sure you won't be delegating your dignity to the empress. Will you serve me, my minister, every day?"

Xie Zhao was really bored.

If she said that the emperor still had a sibling relationship or felt guilty towards her, she would believe it;
If the emperor didn't want her to die and wanted her to be "good" and obedient, she would believe it.

After all, she is self-aware and is still "useful" today.

It's just that now, the relationship between them has long gone beyond being a simple brother and sister, and is mixed with too many subjective and objective factors.

The emperor ordered people to take out the wild ginseng that was hundreds of years old from the inner court treasury of the Evernight City, and he would never simply replenish the body of his "unruly" sister.

Emperor Jing was silent for a moment after hearing this.

His dark pupils looked slightly towards the shadowy figure behind the hanging gauze curtain.

"Sister, you are too worried. I just want to replenish your energy and blood, I have no other intention."

Xie Zhao chuckled lightly, and her voice came faintly from the inner hall:
"Oh, really? I thought it was because Your Majesty encountered some puzzles or difficult ancient characters when he was studying the secret Sanskrit scroll, and wanted to order me to help you clear up your doubts."

The emperor remained silent for a little longer this time.

"If that's the case, what my sister said is correct. There is indeed something I can't understand about that volume of Sanskrit.

However, I wonder if sister is willing to help me clear up my doubts? "

Xie Zhao smiled lightly and shook his head without any hesitation.

"I don't want to."

Fu Jingyan didn't look angry when he heard this, he just raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

His sister is as concise and outspoken as ever
I have no intention of being tactful at all, let alone trying to please anyone.

"Forget it, since Sister doesn't want to, I will naturally not be disrespectful to Sister, or force you. We have a long time to come."

After hearing this, Xie Zhao's eyebrows frowned slightly inadvertently, as if he had heard something funny.

"The days are long? So, Your Majesty plans to imprison me in Zhaohua Hall forever.

Do you think you can lock me up for the rest of your life, or do you think you can shut up the public? "

Fu Jingyan said calmly: "Sister, you are serious. I just want to take you back to the palace and reunite with you as a family." "Scoff."

Xie Zhao shook her head and smiled, and asked with interest:

"Before you could think of how to draw out the inner energy in your Dantian for your own use, your Majesty naturally wanted to 'reunite a family relationship' with you.

It's just that I am inevitably a little curious. What will your Majesty plan to do with me if I wait for the day when I am useless? "

Emperor Jing took a deep breath, as if suppressing his anger.

"Sister, you have never been so mean to me with your words in the past."

Xie Zhao nodded calmly and praised himself without any burden.

"Because I am not a mean person, so I will not be mean to Your Majesty.

Now it's just telling the truth. Could it be that after your Majesty has been in power for ninety-five years, you can no longer listen to the truth? "

Emperor Jing's eyes were dark, containing indescribable emotions.

"It doesn't matter, as long as sister is happy."

Xie Zhao said calmly: "But I don't feel happy. Today's Nightless City and today's Your Majesty are both disgusting to me."

Such disrespectful words came from her mouth, but the emperor was helpless.

Emperor Jing was quiet for a moment and actually smiled unusually.

"Then you have to aggrieve me for a while. After a few years, my temperament has settled down, and I will choose a consort with good character and appearance for you.

By then, Ajie can leave this sleepless city that makes you 'hate' and live in the eldest princess' mansion where she is to be married. "

Xie Zhao almost laughed.

The emperor really made a good calculation!

This means that after her inner power is drawn out and the emperor's "Luo Shu Mantra" magical power is achieved, her "tool" will not be completely useless.

Maybe it can be used as a waste, and as a royal princess, she can marry into a wealthy family favored by the emperor, so as to consolidate the emperor's power and build relationships with powerful ministers.

After not seeing each other for two years, Fu Jingyan has become more and more familiar with everything.

She chuckled and said, "Your Majesty is very considerate, but you seem to have forgotten that if the goddess of the Shentai Palace wants to get married, she needs the high priest of the Shentai Palace to burn incense and bathe, then perform divination and offer sacrifices to the sky, and the marriage can only take place after God gives her a lucky draw.

Your Majesty thinks that if I, the goddess, did not personally nod, would the High Priest of Nanxu be ordered to perform the Heaven-seeing Technique for Your Majesty? "

Emperor Jing laughed and said, "Sister, you are right. If the goddess of the Shentai Palace wants to get married, she naturally needs the high priest to perform divination and astrology to worship the heaven."

There was a flash of madness in his eyes.

"But what if Sister A is no longer the goddess of Shentai Palace?"

Xie Zhao frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Emperor Jing replied warmly: "I don't mean anything, but this afternoon, I have issued an imperial edict to comfort the four realms.

Tianchen Princess Fu Jingci has worked hard for the country and the people for many years. Now she is approaching the age of two and a half, and her flowering age cannot be delayed any longer.

So you personally decided to officially take off your divine robe on the occasion of your birthday this year, which is one day later on the fifth day of the first lunar month, leave Shentai Palace and return to Zhaoge Imperial City. "

Fu Jingyan raised his lips and half-leaned toward the back of the chair behind him in an elegant manner.

"Sister, in one day, everyone in the world will know that you have voluntarily resigned from the position of goddess of Shentai Palace.

And you have worked hard for half your life. I think even if Tianchen's subjects hear this news, they will only be sincerely happy for you.

From now on, you will no longer have anything to do with Shentai Palace, and naturally only I and the Imperial Family can make the final decision on your marriage. "

A coldness flashed across Xie Zhao's eyes.

"Your Majesty, do you really think that this matter will go as expected?"

The emperor chuckled.

"Everything depends on man, I am God."