Vampire cute baby tomb robber

"The Emperor is here!"

The emperor is here! ?

Everyone hurriedly knelt down, widened their eyes, and looked behind them, only to see a group of people approaching not far away, with the leader holding high the dragon flag, which was golden and dazzling.The one holding the tail is a luan sedan chair, majestic and domineering!

The one who shouted was Eunuch Meng, who was beside the emperor. He was about 50 years old, and he was well maintained.

Wearing the eunuch uniform of the chief executive of the palace, holding a handle of Buddha dust, he looked at the ring like a human being.

The officials trembled, and those who should kneel knelt.

Eunuch Meng walked over with a smile: "Ministers, this old slave is just passing a message for the emperor, so that these contestants can compete in another place. The emperor said that this year, they will not fight for martial spirit, but for talent."

Do not fight martial spirit, fight talent?

How to fight?

The officials were puzzled by the two-foot-tall monks,

But since Eunuch Meng has spoken, things must be done.

First, they found the teahouse closest to the ring, settled the emperor, and then invited a few contestants and judges to go upstairs.

Qu Luo thought in his heart: Fortunately, the emperor showed up in time, otherwise that person might really break up the group arena!

There is a private room in the tea house, the private room is very large, and it uses high-quality incense. It is warm as soon as you enter the room, and it is easy to relax.

Nangong Baiye yawned involuntarily, and raised his eyes lazily.

The emperor was sitting on a soft couch with a teacup in his hand. He may have violated his rights and his high position for many years. The sleeves are also embroidered with golden thread dragon patterns, just like him, no matter how gentle his smile is, it also hides the coldness of looking down on all living beings.

Nangong Hongyan knelt down with a slap, with blood still dripping from the corner of her mouth, she cried and said, "Your Majesty, you have to make the decision for me!"

The emperor chuckled, looking very approachable: "Isn't this Xiao Qi from the Nangong family? What's wrong? Are you wronged?"

Nangong Hongyan sniffed, and pointed at the guide Gong Baiye: "Hongyan's injuries were all caused by this woman! She also has an accomplice, a scholar, and that person actually said that he wanted to kill me! They simply despise Wang Fa Your Majesty, you must punish them!"

"Oh?" The emperor put his eyes on Nangong Baiye, showing no emotion.

Nangong Baiye didn't care, he just smiled: "Your Majesty, the competition in the group arena has always been about fists and feet, and I was just defending myself."

Eunuch Meng: ...

Can self-defense knock out a person's front teeth?

This little girl is really interesting.

The emperor also laughed: "Since this is the case, then Xiao Hongyan has nothing to complain about."

"Me!" Nangong Hongyan clenched her hands, holding her breath, "And that scholar! I didn't mess with him at all, and he said he wanted to kill me!"

The emperor raised his eyebrows: "What about the scholar?"

"Cough, cough cough!" Qu Luo helped Nangong Hongyan point it out, and the man was standing in a dark place, and he really couldn't tell what he looked like unless he looked carefully.

The emperor looked sideways, the corners of his smiling mouth froze for a moment, and even the teacup he was holding tightened visibly.

He suddenly stood up from the soft couch, and the frightened officials were stunned.

If it weren't for Eunuch Meng's voice: "Your Majesty." He would have scolded "You brat..." regardless of the occasion.

However, he quickly laughed: "My dear friends, it's all right, I just sat for too long and stood for a while."

Only then did the officials let out a long breath, and then laughed too.

Nangong Hongyan looked strange, even Nangong Rui'er who was sitting outside the private room felt strange, but she didn't think much about it.

Only Nangong Baiye's eyes flashed a light, looking at the "black-clothed scholar" with more inquiring eyes.

The emperor seemed displeased, and his tone sank: "Is what Hongyan said true?"

The black-clothed scholar did not speak. He lowered his head and brushed the dust off his clothes, as if no matter how big things add up, they are not as important as the clothes on his body.

The emperor wants to scold the street again!

There was no other way, Qu Luo, who was very good at reading people's faces, had no choice but to secretly push a certain highness with his hands.

"You don't want your hands anymore?" The black-clothed scholar finally spoke, and looked at Qu Luo with slightly wrinkled eyebrows, with an indescribable evil charm in his eyes, which meant that he despised him for being dirty.

Qu Luo also wanted to scold the street!

Who the **** is this!

The emperor actually laughed, but held back abruptly, pretending to be serious: "Are you convicted?"

"What crime?" The black-clothed scholar's voice was lazy, but it was heavy in the ears. The metal texture seemed to be able to lure away the soul of a person, but the words he said were not very pleasant.

The emperor blew his beard: "Someone accused you that you wanted to kill her."

"When did I say that?" The black-clothed scholar asked bluntly, and then added: "I don't remember."

Nangong Hongyan gasped, and pointed at the black-clothed scholar with trembling fingers: "You, you, you..." She had never seen such a brazen person!

Murong Shaofeng clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, the last general can testify. Mr. Luo heard it too, right, Mr. Luo?"

Qu Luo, who was named, shrank his neck: "Hey, this..."

"Just thinking about it, and I didn't do it." The black-clothed scholar hooked his thin lips. He had an ordinary appearance, but at that moment it was as bright as a light: "Thinking about breaking the law?"

It turns out that the person who is so angry is not worth his life is here!

Nangong Baiye began to lament that he was still a little weak in terms of verbal violence, not as good as this one.

The emperor coughed lightly.

Eunuch Meng is such a shrewd person, with this unusual posture, he has already noticed the trick.

He said in embarrassment: "Your majesty, as far as I know, there is no crime of thinking like this in the criminal law. This son is young and promising, and Miss Seven is lively and cute. There must be some misunderstanding."

Eunuch Meng's words were really good, neither side could be offended, and the emperor nodded in satisfaction: "Then according to Little Mencius, how should this case be settled."

"Since it's a misunderstanding, it can't be called a case. The old slave has clumsy eyes and a clumsy mouth. I feel that the most important thing right now is to choose a person with both integrity and ability to assist the emperor. The people are still waiting for the "champion." Who will get the money?" After finishing speaking, Eunuch Meng stepped aside respectfully, and when he stepped back, he couldn't help but sized up the scholar, and he didn't think there was any difference between this young man, why the emperor just... hey , Forget it, he is a slave, as long as he can figure out half of the holy will, it is good, no matter how much he thinks about it, he will not live in peace.

The emperor nodded, and the matter was basically over.

But Nangong Hongyan was the master who couldn't hold back the anger, and shouted with a bad face: "Your Majesty, you shouldn't do this! They are obviously..."

"Little Hongyan, hehe." The emperor interrupted her with a smile, his eyes turned cold: "Although I will not leave the palace, I know a little about the affairs of the capital. You didn't abide by the test rules, lost the game, and bit others back Playing a trick, using the power of the Nangong family to oppress others. You said I shouldn't do this, so I'm going to ask you, what should I do? Hmm?"

Nangong Hongyan blushed and shouted: "These are two different things, the emperor should treat that..."

"Hongyan!" Nangong Rui'er from outside the private room rushed in, knelt down on her knees, and even Nangong Hongyan was pushed to the ground by her. She has a beautiful appearance, so her words are gentle and amiable: "Your Majesty, Hongyan I have been used to being wild in the mountains for many years, and my grandfather often said that she has a very informal temper, but she lacked a lesson and talked nonsense on weekdays, so she broke the rules in front of Shengjia, Ruier begged the emperor to make amends."

The emperor smiled: "It's not a crime, little Mencius, hurry up and help him up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Nangong Rui'er responded sweetly, with cuteness in her flower language, but viciousness in her eyes. She looked at the unconvinced Yaomei, and then at Nangong Baiye standing in the distance. Burned a layer of imprint.

It's all this bitch's fault!

Wherever the people of their Nangong family go, they are not praised by everyone, even the royal family can't blame them rashly.

But now, the emperor is obviously angry.

All the behaviors of this bitch are like slapping "Nangongyuan" in the face.

Just be damned!

Nangong Hongyan's eyes were also straightened with hatred, with an expression of wanting to tear Nangong Baiye apart.

Facing the vicious eyes of the two sisters, Nangong Baiye just smiled, turned his eyes lightly, and looked down the teahouse, where the two little people were standing side by side, and the person behind them was the third prince Bei Mingxun .

He waved at her, smiled softly, lifted his robe with one hand, as if he was about to go upstairs.

It turned out that the emperor was invited by him...

"Father Emperor." After Bei Mingxun came up, he coughed lightly and bowed to the emperor. A burst of medicinal fragrance overflowed from his long sleeves, spreading all over the room.

The emperor nodded with a smile: "Xun'er, you set the rules for this martial arts competition, so it's up to you to tell me how to compare."

"Yes." Bei Mingxun responded warmly, and reached out from his cuff to take out a piece of paper, on which a few lines of writing were written in large bloodstains: "November 17th, Unitary Time (equivalent to 19 Beijing time) It is until [-]:[-]), and a death performance will be held near the ring. The person who left the letter—repent.”

Death show?

November [-]th, you time?

Not now!

Nangong Baiye's eyes tightened, and the light flickered when he looked at Bei Mingxun.

However, Nangong Hongyan yelled: "Who is so disgusting, to write on ghost paper, and to put on a death show, to scare anyone!"

"This piece of paper appeared in the palace five days ago. It is not clear who sent the letter, nor is the purpose of the letter." Bei Mingxun said softly: "Now it is almost the time of death in the notice. This place has been surrounded, if there is no homicide, everyone just needs to find out who wrote this letter."

"Then what if there is a homicide?" Nangong Baiye stretched his waist, walked over, took the coin in his hand, looked around, and smiled with low eyes: "Will the murderer be found? Even who wins?"

Nangong Hongyan scoffed: "How could there be a homicide? Didn't you hear the third prince say that this place has been surrounded? I think this letter is just pretending to be a ghost. Let grandfather check it out and everything will be solved." !"

"Old Nie has already seen it." Bei Mingxun's gentle smile did not change: "He didn't see the problem."

When Nangong Hongyan faced Bei Mingxun, her voice was obviously weaker, and she said shyly: "Since grandfather didn't see the problem, it means that nothing will happen."

"Heh..." Nangong Baiye put his hands behind his head, looking sluggish.

Nangong Hongyan said angrily: "What are you laughing at!"

"Threat letters are generally divided into two types." Nangong Baiye handed the Ming coin in his hand to the black-clothed scholar: "One is anonymous, and the other is signed. Signed, from the perspective of criminal psychology It is to make people remember him. It can be seen that he is not just writing casually, he will take action at any time, and this letter just appeared in the palace, which means that the person who sent the letter is not afraid of committing crimes. Heh, if I guessed correctly, it It should be caught in the emperor's memorial."

The emperor smiled: "How do you know?"

"Taste." These two words were said by the scholar in black. He put the ghost paper on the tip of his nose, and the uncontrollable evil spirit was revealed from the corner of his eyes.

Nangong Baiye nodded: "Well, it's the smell, Yanlong ink has a strong smell, presumably the emperor likes this ink very much, even his body

It is this smell, and it is also on this ghost paper. "

"What about Criminal Psychology? What book?" Mr. Qu was curious about this.

Nangong Baiye is a bit embarrassing, she can't explain modern nouns to a group of ancient people o o

"That's not important, the important thing is that this murder will definitely happen!"

Nangong Hongyan obviously didn't believe it, and the corner of her mouth curled slightly: "If you want to attract the attention of the third prince, you don't need to say that, you really do everything to seduce people."

After Bei Mingxun listened quietly, he coughed and laughed: "Father, my son came here in a hurry, so I forgot to introduce you." Then, he turned his head to look at Nangong Baiye, and said softly: "This is the nobleman invited by my son from Mount Qingcheng, and also the second disciple of the exorcist master—Miss Bai Ye."

what!

Exorcism, the apprentice of the exorcist master? !

Nangong Hongyan was dumbfounded, with her mouth open, very stupid.

Murong Shaofeng was also shocked, and his eyes were full of shock when he looked at Nangong Baiye! !

Nangong Rui'er bit her lower lip so tight that she could almost bleed.

Back then, my grandfather went to Mount Qingcheng three times to accept himself as an apprentice for the master of exorcism.

After all, she asked herself that among her peers, no one had better aptitude than her!

But the exorcist master didn't even look at himself, instead he broke into the palace and occupied the palace of the Seventh Prince.

After soft grinding and hard soaking, he finally got His Highness the Seventh Prince under the door.

The exorcist master once said: "In this world, the only thing he likes is Beiming Liancheng, and there will never be another person for you."

But now!

That bitch turned out to be the apprentice of the exorcist master!

Damn it, what kind of charm did she use!

"Cough, cough cough..." Just when everyone was shocked, Mr. Luo secretly glanced at the black-clothed scholar again, wanting to see how he would react when he saw his junior sister...

A note to readers: [-] words are added together, dear friends, please check the number of words, lol.Another: I want a reward, I want a comment, I don’t plan to let them know the identity of His Highness the Seventh Prince too early, and I will release the identity of His Highness Seventh after a while, so as to brighten Nangong Rui’er’s eyes!