Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Chapter 198: The little fairy of the weakling prince’s seventh princess (15) comes out ~ Liuli has added more!

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At this moment, Yu He was covered in cold sweat. She knew that Chu Beiye would be wrong, but she didn't know how to speak.

"What? Isn't it what the king said?" Chu Beiye saw that Yu He didn't answer, and the decibel of his voice was a little higher, with a touch of solemn majesty.

Yu He immediately knelt down and said, "The maid who just came back from Tangxin Palace said that Princess Qing made it clear that from now on, no one from Fanghua Palace will see her again..."

"What?" Chu Beiye yelled in disbelief and paced back and forth in the room: "What does she mean? Don't tell me that she really fell in love with that weakling?"

"Bang bang—" The next second, Chu Beiye threw the blue and white porcelain on the table to the ground, and said to Yu He: "Go to Taitang Heart Palace again and tell Luo Qingchen that I will be here at midnight tonight. Wait for her in the library."

No matter what, Yu He couldn't even enter the gate of Tangxin Palace, so he had to go back to report in despair.

This night was really difficult for Chu Beiye. Looking at Qian Chuyue, who looked squeamish and pretentious, his originally proud heart became even more impetuous.

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And another mysterious and ancient place, with bursts of blue and white light, is a place that must be respected by both common people and royal nobles in this world.

—Junxie Pavilion.

The soul chamber in Junxie Pavilion is filled with white transparent glass beads. Inside the beads are clear things, which are things that everyone uses in exchange.

As for what was exchanged, no one knows.

At the beginning of every month, Junxie Pavilion opens its doors once. Only those who are destined can enter, but those who are not destined will be blocked by the thunder door and cannot get in at all.

In January, only one person who is destined to enter can enter, and sometimes there is not even one person.

At midnight, Shugu, the only elder of Junxie Pavilion, lit up a lotus moon lamp and whispered in the direction of a wisp of white smoke: "The aura of the Pavilion Master is very different tonight."

Since the new pavilion master took over Junxie Pavilion with his two souls and six souls, Junxie Pavilion's power has become stronger and stronger. Elder Shugu has followed the old pavilion master for many years and has a certain level of Taoism and cultivation. Naturally, he can feel the difference in the aura of the soul of the pavilion master tonight.

It was a somewhat pleasant smell.

"Yes." The cold and ethereal voice gently resounded throughout the entire spiritual chamber.

The spiritual chamber is filled with blooming crabapple flowers, which are very different from those in the Prince of Chu's Mansion.

This is a flower cultivated by the sun and moon absorbing the essence of heaven and earth in the place where spiritual power gathers.

"The cold winter is approaching in October, and the emperor will probably bring those vulgar mobs to kowtow and bow nine times to worship the master of the pavilion." Shugu's voice was a little old, but he could still tell from the timbre. Hear the disdain.

After all, the current emperor's throne came from Junxie Pavilion to ask for it.

The things exchanged were the one hundred thousand military talismans from Kyoto and the thirty-year life span of the current emperor.

Everyone knows that there are only one hundred thousand military talismans in Kyoto, and the world is dominated by those who get the military talismans.

"Yes." He responded softly, and the white smoke-like soul's shadow flickered, and the surrounding golden light glowed, and begonia flowers were flying.

After a few seconds, only a faint smile remained.

Shu Gu was startled. This was the first time he heard the new pavilion master's "um" sound, and another extremely pleasant laugh...

Early the next morning, the Chu Palace received an edict from the current emperor.

Three days later, the ministers and royal family knelt three times and knelt nine times to the Junxie Pavilion in Fengpiao Mountain to express their sincerity to the gods. (To be continued)