Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2868 Step by step Jinghong: Since ancient times, love the emperor's family (12)

  Mo Liyan stepped down from the carriage indifferently, his back was clear and lonely, intertwined with two completely different temperaments, cold and evil, but they were perfectly integrated in him, giving him a thrilling beauty.

  Looking from a distance,

Pieces of undulating golden glazed tiles gleamed lightly in the moonlight, and the Zhuqimen looked solemn. I don’t know how many kings of the past were trapped, and how many scenes of brotherhood, father and son crushing, how much blood flowed into a river. Also disappeared in the palace wall.

  The **** who had been standing here early in the morning saw the young prince, happy to bloom, and greeted him hurriedly after saluting, "Oh, King Jin, you are here, please come with the slave."

  Mo Liyan was indifferent and said nothing.

  I don’t know if it’s an illusion of dyeing white,

  I always feel that after entering the palace,

  The temperament of this person seems to be colder, without any human touch.

  Although it said that there was no...

   Ruolian lowered her head and walked along with Ranbai.

  The **** saw two other people, and his eyes were slightly strange. Seeing King Jin walking in front of him didn't say anything and didn't care about it, he didn't speak.

"How is the wound on Miss's body? After I go back, I will take the medicine." Ruolian is close to Yinbai, and can smell the **** smell of Ruoyuowu on the white girl's body more clearly than others, she whispered anxiously road.

   "It's okay." With white eyebrows and clear eyes, he stepped into the palace at night.

  Mo Liyan, who was walking in front, did not stop in any way, as usual.

  Looking around the magnificent hall, there are towering old trees and shades of green trees.

  A crescent moon hung high in the sky, falling on the exquisite turret, passing through the branches of the treetops, and sprinkling a faint light on the palace wall, as if covered with a layer of mysterious tulle.

   Step into the palace, the palace is extremely luxurious, carved with beams and painted buildings.

The palace banquet has not yet officially started, and even the real host has not yet arrived. It has already been coveted, and the sound of singing and singing is endless. In this luxurious and glorious hall, the enduring music is played, as if singing this. A prosperous age.

  I just don’t know what will usher in after this flourishing age...

   "King Jin." Zhao Jiong, the official book of the Ministry of Rites, saw the man coming and quickly bent over and arched his hand.

  He is middle-aged, he is short and fat, with brows and rat eyes, a red face, and his lips are a little bit mean. He presses hard.

  Mo Liyan ignored it, obviously he was accustomed to such scenes.

  Zhao Jiong smiled, his gaze sent the prince past, but he was fixed on the snow-clothed girl, with a trace of surprise and consternation passing through his eyes.

  He remembers that there are no women around King Jin...

  Speaking of the girl who looks really good-looking, Sun Jiong is a little itchy, but because of King Jin, she doesn’t move well.

  I was about to come forward and say a few words to flatter me, but who knew that another tall man walked over.

  Seeing who was leaving, Zhao Jiong's expression was a little sad, and he didn't pass.

   is Wei Xinglie.

  The general who is in the limelight is hard-hearted and unsympathetic.

  His sword eyebrows and nose are high, and his eyes are sharp, invading the **** and killing spirit that has only been on the battlefield for a long time.

   "King Jin." Wei Xinglie greeted him, his eyes rolled around, and finally paused slightly on the cold girl in snow clothes.

  This person is probably the assassin left behind by the adults.

   turned out to be a young girl.

  Should not be able to set off any storms.

  But looking at the luxurious temperament, if he hadn't known it before, I am afraid that he would not be able to think of the girl's true identity.

  Mo Liyan nodded slightly, walked indifferently to the lower left position of the bright yellow seat, and sat down on his knees.

The thick and icy black clothes lined him with a slender figure and an outstanding posture. Three thousand ink hairs were tied and scattered behind him by a jade crown. The waist was embroidered with a dark black girdle embroidered with auspicious clouds of light gold. The waistline was thin and smooth. The exquisite face has no expression, watching such a palace banquet indifferently like a bystander.

  Although Mo Liyan was unmoved, the thousands of daughters present quietly blushed, looking like Xiaochun, looking in the direction of the young prince from time to time.

  Mo Yelei, who was sitting next to him, looked gloomy for a moment when he saw the white-clothed girl standing there, and he tightly squeezed the wine glass.

  Damn it.

  According to Mo Liyan’s cold-hearted and indifferent character, how could it be possible to leave the cold white? !

   Could it be Lingbai has betrayed him?

   But Mo Liyan should never accept such an assassin, and let Lingbai attend the palace banquet with him!

  Mo Yelei thought hard in his heart, but on the face he recovered his calm calmness, showing the gentle and majestic manner of a country's prince.

  "This is the first time for the lady to attend the palace banquet, right?" Ruo Lian remembered the unusual expression of Ranbai in her mind, and couldn't help but find a few words to say to Ranbai. By the way, she would save something.

   Standing there straight with his white back, a pair of cold, peachy eyes looked directly at the luxurious scene in the palace, and replied warmly, "Yes."

  If Lian is clear, she nodded, "Miss don’t need to be nervous, today is the birthday banquet of the imperial concubine, we are just watching a cutscene, and..."

"To shut up."

  Not waiting for Ruolian to finish her words,

   A cold and deep voice interrupted her relentlessly, her tone was as sweet as a mountain and running water, but her tone seemed to be frozen in a cold pool, without any warmth.

   Ruo Lian trembled, she looked down at the peerless figure kneeling on the table, she didn't dare to say any more, she closed her mouth tightly, and said nothing more.

  And at this moment,

  The drake with the **** screamed very sharply.

   "The emperor will drive to——"

   "The queen is driving to——"

   "The imperial concubine is here—"

   yelled three times before it stopped.

I saw that the middle-aged man walking in the front was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe. The golden dragon embroidered on the robe was lifelike, as if it would come alive in the next second, adding three points of majesty to him, crowned with glass beads. Under the shaking is a face that is not young, but the facial features are faintly recognizable as the outlines of the face when he was young.

And the queen dressed in bright red is graceful and luxurious, walking next to the emperor, she looks unpredictable, she is a very dignified kind, in line with the impression of the main room, because under the influence of the long-term holding of the phoenix seal, and Three points more majesty.

Then it was the protagonist of today’s palace banquet and the birthday star tonight. When the harem was said to be the most beloved and unparalleled imperial concubine, she was wearing a gorgeous peony red palace dress, and she could see that. The stitches are delicate, the face is beautiful, the corners of the eyes and the eyebrows are flowing inexplicably charming, it is really the existence of the evil fairy.

  "Long live my emperor, long live long live--"

   "Queen Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose——"

   Immediately afterwards,

  There was a loud and unanimous voice in the hall.

  The protagonist of tonight has arrived,

  This banquet,

   officially started.

  Silk and Bamboo Strings, Ling Ling Xian Yin. The clothes are fragrant and the shadows are on the temples.

  (End of this chapter)