Shocked! After planting, a sickly and charming first assistant will grow up.

The emperor's spirit perked up, and he suppressed his excitement in his majestic voice: "Xuan!"

An old man among the officials twisted his body and looked steadily at the open door of Jinluan Palace, where a young man in sapphire blue and brocade clothes climbed up the steps.

Every step is taken steadily.

The old Duke's eyes were moist, his trembling lips opened, and he silently uttered two words: "Ran'er..."

Zhan An Ran, the name of Dayong's late eldest princess is taboo, and her maiden name is Ran'er.

The emperor was looking forward to seeing her, as if there were iron nails on the dragon chair, wishing Luo Xi could walk faster.

Among the hundreds of officials, two people turned around in disbelief. One had murderous intent and hostility in his eyes, and the other was in deep disbelief.

At the same time, he glanced past Luo Xi and landed on Lu Yunjin who was walking side by side.

Fortunately, the Prime Minister guessed that Lu Yunjin's legs had recovered, and the master of the Tianji Pavilion clearly promised to kill him personally.

Not only did the people survive, he actually didn't receive any news of the airborne landing in the capital. Was it really the emperor who took action?

Thinking of this boy joining forces with the emperor, Jiang Dong's eyes grew murderous.

The most unbelievable person was Lu Xiao, who was standing in the middle of the queue. Looking at Lu Yunjin, whose white robe was spotless, walking towards him step by step, his mind couldn't function.

There is nothing wrong with him being his eldest son. Even if he doesn't like him, he will not fail to recognize his son.

The faint expression on his face coupled with those narrow eyes that pierce people's hearts was the look he hated most in the past.

Since he has never read a book, Lu Xiaoping despises every reader.

He had a calm and unhurried temperament that he disliked and disgusted no matter how many times he saw it.

Wait... Lu Xiao looked down, and when he saw Lu Yunjin's intact legs, his expression changed and he recovered... No wonder!

Finally, Luo Xi stepped across the threshold of the Jinluan Palace, which was as high as her calf, amid many surprised, curious, puzzled, and expectant eyes.

Walking into the palace, he raised the corner of his robe and saluted: "Grassman Luo Xi..."

"Caomin Lu Yunjin..."

"Greetings to Your Majesty."

"You are the one who wants to meet me? Raise your head."

The emperor's voice sounded smooth and steady, and only those who were familiar with it could hear a hint of tremor in this steady voice.

The two of them raised their heads obediently, and the emperor's eyes fell directly on Luo Xi's face, looking at each other...

There was a smile, and the peach blossom eyes showed intimacy and admiration.

The five fingers hidden under the dragon robe were trembling slightly.

His Xi'er had a good appearance, a temperament that was neither humble nor arrogant, and her eyes were lively. He knew at a glance that Yin Yao's description was correct...

This is his kind and beautiful little princess.

Finally... the emperor laughed loudly, "Okay, okay! You are indeed a good son like me."

Baiguan: "???"

Shikoku:"???"

Why didn't they see what was so good about this civilian?

The emperor knew that his attitude was a little too much, so he quickly calmed down his emotions and pretended to be calm and asked: "King Mobei said that you two have something good to see you, but I don't know what it is."

This also explains why two commoners, Luo Xi and Lu Yunjin, appeared in the Jinluan Palace. It turned out that King Mobei was the matchmaker.

Among the officials, Lu Xiao had a complex expression. His eldest son actually knew King Mo, who was at the peak of Dayong's power. Why had he never heard of it before?

When I was lost in thought, I heard a clear and sweet voice echoing in the Jinluan Palace, "Your Majesty, please look at this thing."

The imperial guards carried several snakeskin bags and two large pots of flowers to the temple.

The expectant looks in the officials' eyes became strange. Being recognized by King Mo as a good thing, they thought it would be some unparalleled treasure...

I also wanted to open the eyes of these four countries with evil intentions... and this is what happened?

What good thing could it be packed in a sack?

Many people showed disdain, and even faint chuckles could be heard from the Four Kingdoms.

This mocking laughter made Dayong's courtiers feel very embarrassed and shameless.

He secretly blamed the leisurely-looking King Mo in the queue. It’s okay for the two little guys to be ignorant, but why did you, the king, follow you regardless of the importance.

Aren't you asking the other four countries to watch the joke? Now that the five countries are gathered together, if you don't say that you want to make Dayong look good, how can you follow suit?

Many eyes of blame or indignation fell on his face, and the old god Yin Yao was there.

Ah! Look, look! Just don’t let your face hurt later!

His little cotton jackets never disappoint.

The emperor's eyes did not change at all, and Yin Yao said that this was a meeting gift brought to him by the little princess who came all the way from Nan'an Mansion.

Not to mention it was the little princess's wish, even if it was a few stones pressing against the pickle jar...he would still like it tightly.

Lu Yunjin had a smile on her lips, and her meaningful eyes looked around at the familiar faces, finally settling on the gloomy face of Lu Xiao.

He opened his lips and silently uttered four words: "See you again!"

Yes! We finally met again after a lifetime apart.

In the same place, he was standing and kneeling in the previous life...

Oh no! He was supported by two eunuchs when he was kneeling, because he lost his legs... he was not even qualified to kneel!

Facing Lu Yunjin's clearly smiling but cold eyes, Lu Xiao was caught off guard and felt that the father and son had no overnight feud and needed to talk to the eldest son after coming down.

After fighting each other for many years, Lu Xiao understood Lu Yunjin's meaning with just one glance. He wanted to make friends with Yin Yao through him again.

Ah!

He withdrew his gaze, helped Luo Xi untie the snakeskin bag, and rolled out the bag one by one with khaki, round fruits...

Dyson could no longer pretend to be calm and laughed wildly, "Hahaha! Emperor Dayong, this is the treasure presented to you by your people... Hahaha!"

"It looks like the sheep dung balls pulled by our prairie sheep! Hahaha!"

Dayong's officials looked bad. Some felt that Prince Beiling was too arrogant, and some felt that Luo Xi had embarrassed Dayong and were extremely angry.

"What is this?" the emperor asked curiously.

It doesn't look like fruit at all. There is dirt attached to the surface, so it must have been just dug out of the soil.

Everything that grows in the soil is usually edible. Could it be a specialty of Nan'an? The little princess grew up in that kind of environment, and the most important thing in her heart should be food.

He was willing to share his favorite food with himself... The emperor looked calm on the surface, but felt happy in his heart.

Luo Xi picked up a potato and handed it to Dyson, who was laughing, with a gentle and harmless smile on his face: "Here it is for you, this is a good thing!"

Dyson had a look of disgust on his face. In order to prove how much he despised the potatoes that looked like sheep dung balls, he even pinched his nose and took a step back.

Without even looking at Luo Xi, she directly questioned the emperor with a bad expression:

"Are you, Dayong, humiliating me by giving me something that even a dog doesn't want?"

The emperor's face turned green, and there was a faint murderous intent in his eyes. He actually said that he didn't want the dog as a greeting gift given to him by the little princess. Did he mean that he was inferior to a dog?

This child who was slightly related by blood and was supposed to be his nephew was really abandoned by Beiling. The sad thing is... he didn't even know it.

The innocent smile on Luo Xi's face disappeared, she raised her eyelids, tossed the potatoes in her hand up and down, and said in a meaningful tone:

"Oh! For the sake of our country's good relations with Beiling, I wanted to give you something to enrich the country and strengthen the people, but you said no."

The corner of Baiguan's mouth twitched. Dayong was a breathless person, so he knew that the relationship between Dayong and Beiling was on the same level.

How could she tell lies with her eyes open and her expression remain unchanged?

"Rich country and strong people?" Dyson was amused and repeated these four words, the contempt in his eyes undisguised, and he clasped his fists:

"I, Beiling, am not blessed to receive such good things!"

The Prime Minister, who was the leader of the officials, felt both embarrassed and relieved. The emperor valued such ignorant young people. He took a step forward:

"Your Majesty, the court is not a place for children to play. Why don't you ask these two kids to leave first!"