Lord Fox, don't run

"My lord monk, this flower is especially cherished by our Majesty. It is called Ningxi. It is said that it is a kind of herbal medicine used for cultivating immortals, and it has the effect of calming the nerves."

The little eunuch explained to the other party in a flattering manner that almost everyone in the palace knew the value of this flower.

Qing Yang nodded, and walked forward with her hands behind her back. Isn't that the direction that the little eunuch pointed to just now - the Imperial Study Room.

When Qing Yang pushed open the door, the scene he saw also became an unforgettable scene for him.That was the first time Qingyang saw an emperor with such a strong purple air.It was a purple air that was so strong that it was almost black. According to this level, how much the people of Qi Mo respected their emperor.

The old Qi Wenyao sat upright on the emperor's throne, the baptism of his age made him calm and prestige.The old emperor's breath of life was already very weak, if it wasn't for the purple energy protection body, he would have died long ago.

"Are you the envoy from Nanyue?"

"My name is Qing Yang, I just sent a congratulatory gift for Nan Yue."

Qing Yang nodded slightly, neither humble nor overbearing, and the words she said did not seem to please any party.

Qi Wenyao nodded slightly. His spies at Nanyue came back and reported that this monk had a high level of cultivation, and he was the powerful monk that Queen Nanyue had been looking for.Although I don't know what kind of cultivation this mighty man has reached, it is more likely that the power behind him is huge, and it will be a great help to any country he joins.

"I don't know where monk Qingyang came from?"

Qi Wenyao's attitude is very good, either because of Qing Yang's good looks, or because he is in awe of the forces behind him.In short, the emperor lowered his posture as much as possible in front of Qing Yang.

Qing Yang looked at the old man on the throne, he was very lucky and very popular.It is a pity that the days of such an emperor are numbered.

"Your Majesty, I still have doubts. I hope Your Majesty can give you some pointers."

Qing Yang put her hands behind her back and avoided answering.

"please say."

Qi Wenyao was very magnanimous and interested. What questions does this monk have to ask himself?This one sounds like fun.

Qing Yang paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, his cyan clothes fluttering with the wind, his soft boots stepping on the marble floor, and the clear and clear voice attracted people's attention even more.

"The Ningxi flower in Your Majesty's courtyard is growing well."

Qing Yang's seemingly unintentional words caught Qi Wenyao's attention instantly.If he was joking just now, then he is absolutely serious now, or there is some nervousness mixed with this seriousness.

"Friar Qingyang, what you said..."

"Your Majesty can recognize the emperor."

"..."

Qi Wenyao is over half a hundred years old, and he can be regarded as a person who has experienced great storms.This time, he stood up directly from the throne, his eyes widened, and he even took two steps forward.

"You... you, do you know Dijun?"

Dijun was a monk who helped him get the throne back then. He didn't seem to belong to any faction, but his qi-refining cultivation base and his strategy made people terrified. Such ability made people even guess that he came from Penglai Immortal Island.However, he is upright and can be regarded as a gentleman. As a king, Qi Wenyao also respects him very much.

"He's just... a person I once had a relationship with."

They are predestined, have the predestined relationship of master and apprentice.But it is nothing more than the past, and now the two meet, even if they know each other, they can only be called strangers.

Time has taken everything away, and even the indelible memories have become blurred.The past stories seemed bleak and helpless, but now that I tell them, I can actually smile.

"Anyone?"

Qi Wenyao was thoughtful, and he looked at the monk in green clothes in front of him. He didn't have any expression on his face, even his eyes were indifferent. Even in the clothes of the world, he looked fairy-like.

Qing Yang didn't answer his words, just stood there, like a picture scroll, very pleasing to the eye.

"Ahem, monk Qingyang will rest in my palace for a while, and there will be a palace banquet in the evening, and then I will invite the monks to come to appreciate my face."

After Qi Wenyao coughed twice, he kindly asked Qing Yang to leave.Although they don't know the power behind him, those who can know the emperor are definitely not some young people.

Since the other party did not show hostility, the best way is to show a gesture of wooing.What's more, he also knew Dijun.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Qing Yang also respects Qi Wenyao very much, at least a king with such a strong purple aura, he is very temperamental, it is an aura that can make people automatically convinced.

This is the relationship between the emperor and the people. The people seek the protection of the emperor, and the emperor has the purple energy that the people respect.

"His Majesty."

Before Qing Yang left with the little eunuch, she suddenly stopped Qi Wenyao, who was sitting on the master's seat.

"Allow me to say a word, your child, it is very difficult to be a Mingjun."

With such great achievements, if the father succeeds to the throne, and then breaks the original emperor's status in the hearts of the people, it will be very difficult to get the people's approval!