Being slandered as a lunatic, Rong Xian was not angry at all. There were many people who scolded her, not many Duowu Zun, and not many Shaowu Zun.
Just then, a voice came from outside.
"Your Majesty, the servants are here." Hua Kun's voice was particularly familiar.
A 'we' is enough to explain some problems.
Then, Wu Zun watched Rong Xian's face turn gloomy.
Without waiting for her to gloat over the misfortune, her eyes darkened, and she was trapped in the prison of Rong Xian's soul.
Wu Zun said coldly: "You really are not afraid of death!"
She had some scruples and didn't dare to hurt Rong Xian directly, but Rong Xian dared to do it even in her own origin, it seemed that she was courting death.
Rong Xianli ignored her, her figure dissipated in the space of consciousness.
Outside, Hua Kun bowed and stood at the door, humbly waiting for the emperor's message.
"Come in." The soft voice made people feel like they were separated from the world.
Hua Kun led someone to push open the door and walked in, and at a glance, he saw a woman in a white dress standing by the window.
The warm sunlight shone on her body, and he had not seen such a gentle and moving look for a long time.
"Your Majesty." Hua Kun lowered his voice involuntarily.
Rong Xian rolled her eyes and smiled, and just as she turned around to say something, she saw a few people behind Hua Kun at a glance.
Rong Xian: "… "
Rong Xian was silent for a moment, then asked with a sullen face, "Qi Xing, Jiu Liu, and Bu Cibu Jinchao, why are you here?"
If she remembered correctly, what Hua Kun said just now was not the arrival of the ministers, but the arrival of the servants.
She doesn't think she heard it wrong, so the biggest possibility is that these few people are mad at her.
Thinking of this, Rong Xian's expression suddenly became subtle.
Really. Depressed. Wu Zun remained silent, not saying a word.
Qi Xing looked at Rong Xian inquiringly, and said a little cautiously: "Your Majesty forgot? You said that it is time to leave Rong Guo for a while, and to bring all the young talents on the list into the harem."
Rong Xian was stunned for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "After so many years, are you still on the list?"
The corners of Qi Xing's mouth twitched, this familiar gesture of being unable to grasp the key points and the virtue of poking people's feet sorely with quickness and precision were all too familiar.
After Qi Xing was slapped back, he bowed his hands and said with a wry smile: "I'm really ashamed of being on the list of people." It's better to be aware of the current affairs and stop His Majesty's mouth first.
Rong Xian said slowly: "I never had expectations for you."
Bu Jinchao's face twitched, and he didn't say anything.
Without waiting for Rong Xian to speak, Bu Ci said calmly, "Does Your Majesty need the last general to serve in the bed?"
The voice fell, and the cold sword intent stabbed from the side.
Bu Ci ducked subconsciously, and a strand of hair was cut off by the sword energy and floated to the ground.
"Yu Xiu, you are arrogant, and your Majesty dares to do it in front of you!" Bu Cihan accused with a face.
Shen Jiulu didn't say a word, the breath around his body became colder and colder, and the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows was as red as the red plum in the cold winter and white snow.
His eyes fell directly on Rong Xian, with a sigh of relief and a deep worry.
Half a month ago, when he was summoned by an edict to serve as a servant in the palace, he was happy to have the opportunity to stand by Rong Xian's side, but also felt sad that he was only one of Rong Xian's harem.
He loves her more than anything.
But the moment he saw Rong Xian with mixed feelings, his heart sank to the bottom.
That person is not Rong Xian, even though her voice and appearance are exactly the same as Rong Xian, but her temperament from the inside out, the strong arrogance between her brows, and the turbid vision in her eyes are completely lacking in the clarity, thoroughness and gentleness that Rong Xian should have.
Obviously close at hand, but strangers seem to meet by chance.
He and that person were strangers.
But what about his little Xian
Where is the girl he can't touch, can't touch, can't love or hate
Who is the person who lives in his girl's body, and where did it come from, whether it is an enemy or a friend, Shen Jiuliu does not know.
For half a month, Shen Jiuliu had been searching openly and secretly, but couldn't find any useful information. Apart from knowing that Rong Xian's preferences had changed, there was nothing else.
Today, he was summoned, and he also wanted to find clues about Rong Xian from 'this person', but he did not expect that the real Rong Xian would appear this time.
Shen Jiuliu looked at Rong Xian carefully, and saw that she was as gentle as always, and her bearing was still as bright as the moon, but he didn't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that this person's eyebrows were stained with a trace of sadness.
Shen Jiu clenched his fists without leaving a trace, speculating in his heart, did something really happen to Xiaoxian, and what should he do to help Xiaoxian
Shen Jiuliu's brows furrowed unconsciously.
"Why does Jiuruu follow them and make fun of them." Rong Xian's voice came with a little smile, giving people an indescribable feeling of pampering.
She seemed to ask casually, "Didn't you follow the Duke to the west?"
Shen Jiuliu came back to his senses, and there was a hint of firework between his cold brows and eyes.
He said warmly, "I received His Majesty's urgent move, and even if I am in the ends of the earth, I will still obey orders."
This is tantalizingly tight.
Rong Xian pretended not to know, and said meaningfully: "I will stay loyal to the country for a long time, and I will keep it in my heart."
Hearing her seriously misinterpreting his meaning, Shen Jiulu's expression darkened.
Xiaoxian still did not accept him.
After all, didn't he already know the result
His expression became indifferent, as if he had locked himself in the ice, and his cold tone carried a trace of indescribable grief.
"Thank you, Your Majesty Ron." Shen Jiulu said softly.
A dark light flashed in Rong Xian's eyes, and a trace of murderous intent was well hidden by her.
This person always wanted to shake her Dao heart, and at this point, it was really unpleasant.
The corner of Rong Xian's mouth moved, she wanted to say something, but she thought of the white-haired Duke Yu.
That's all, the Duke is still fighting for the country abroad, so she can't make the loyal minister's heart cold because of this trivial matter.
Just let Shen Jiulu continue to live, I just hope he doesn't keep challenging her patience like this.
"Divination." Rong Xian suddenly called.
The prophecy on the side immediately bent over and said, "The end will be here."
Rong Xian said cautiously, "Go, when will Zhao and Jiang settle down, and when will you come back."
Bu Ci said with a smile: "Nuo, the last will live up to His Majesty's request and bring Triumph to His Majesty."
He said word by word: "Where your majesty's sword points, where the last general will tread."
Qi Xing: Bah, flatterer.
Rong Xian paused for a while, and the divination actually started to tease her desperately.
She said with a serious face: "The world is not peaceful, I can't enjoy fame, fortune and wealth with peace of mind."
She said yearningly in her tone: "I look forward to the world of Datong in the sage's mouth."
Bu Jinchao nodded slightly, and agreed in agreement: "Your Majesty, Shengming, with you in my court, sooner or later there will be a day when the world is united."
His Majesty has such great determination and courage, how could he not give up his life to die.
Bu Jin now selectively forgot that he was half-forced by Rong Xian to board the big ship of Rong Country, and now the happy people of Rong Country claim that he is not unwilling at all.
It can only be said that fickleness is not a right only for women.
Rong Xian: I really think everyone is flirting with me ┐()┌ Blame me
(End of this chapter)