"No." He got up and went around the table, wrapped her in his arms, embraced her softly and softly kissed her on the forehead, "Why do you suddenly ask?"
She raised her head worriedly and looked into his deep green eyes, "Father's face is not good, he wants you to go to the Imperial Study Room immediately."
"immediately?"
She nodded nervously, "Yes."
Xuanyuancang was also affected by her nervousness and couldn't help but wonder, "What was he doing before?"
"The emperor father accepted a small silver bird. The silver bird's wing tip is purple. It is a letter from the second brother."
What Wushang is investigating is the case of Leng Mengwu and Darwadi, so it is related to the Leng family.
Xuanyuancang smiled thoughtfully, patted her shoulder with a big hand, "Small things, please rest, I will be back soon."
"Cang, I'll go with you." She grabbed his hand and squeezed her heart worriedly.
He held her face, kissed her gently, brushed her frowning eyebrows with his thumb, smiled and comforted, "Trust me, it's really okay."
Ruolu helpless, hesitating to speak, but finally giving up.
But in an instant, Xuanyuan Cang entered the imperial study room, swiftly hitting the cold wind whirling in the ground hall, but he immediately knelt down after standing still.
Yu Lansi sat on the dragon chair, looking down at him complicatedly, and couldn't help but laugh at him respectfully.
"I know that your mother died tragically that year. The Lengs and the Lengs were kind to you for supporting and nurturing. You should repay them. It seems that you were kind to Shanger and Jinli, and now you are my son-in-law again. , I gave you three hundred years to repay them, and it’s also considered the best of benevolence."
Xuanyuancang looked up sadly, "Leng Mengwu is dead, isn't it enough to pay off the debt?"
"She is indeed dead, but now she is alive again. With Darwadi, a werewolf who has lived two hundred years old, even if he knows the power of the vampire heart, he will never find the wizard who can bring the dead back to life... I should have thought that the wizard found him."
Xuanyuancang was not shocked, only helpless, "Your Majesty... they just want to save their daughter."
Yu Lansi was too lazy to argue with him, and said angrily, "The wizard must have been sent by the Leng clan to Darwadi. I must get rid of the Leng clan!"
"It's Leng Mengwu who made the mistake. She has paid a heavy price. Isn't that enough?"
"Don't ask me, you go ask the magic ball in Fuying's hand."
"Excuse me for not being able to tell the whereabouts of Leng."
"Don't tell me, I have a way for them to stand up on their own!" Yu Lansi roared furiously, "Come on, take Xuanyuancang to prison!"
The noon wind is cool and refreshing.
During lunch, in the cabin lobby, the window screens on all sides were changed to red, and the screens were flying, like splashed blood, magical and charming.
This unusually rich color is the most beautiful and elegant in the eyes of vampires, and it can stimulate appetite.
In the cabin lobby, ten guards and attendants over five thousand years old from Bailijiao were surrounded.
In the center of the lobby, there is a special large table with a chopping board, and two pastry chefs are performing fancy blood cakes.
On the other side, silk brocade cloth was spread on the square table, and delicate bouquets were placed on it.
Bai Lijiao and Gong Jiao'er sat at the other side of the table, watching the busy pastry chefs.
Leng Mengwu served respectfully from the side, and was also looking at the busy hands of the pastry chef Li Luo.
These two masters were invited by Bailijiao with a lot of money, and the techniques are so exquisite that they can be regarded as the world's best.
The petals of various colors are matched with seasonings, added to the blood, and finely blended into various colors to make colorful pictures of poetry...
The pictures of the poems and paintings are in blue and white porcelain plates, so elegant and exquisite, which is really unimaginable. They are made of blood.
Leng Mengwu put the completed poems and drawings on the table for the two of them, "Princess, young master, please taste."
Gong Jiao'er took a small golden spoon and took a bite. The sweet smell has the fragrance of petals, and the smell is wrapped around the tip of the tongue, which is enough to be called delicious.
However, the taste is still a bit worse than someone's blood.
I really don't blame these two pastry chefs, her mouth is becoming more and more critical.
However, Gong Jiao'er has seen this kind of pastry performance many times in the palace.
The pastry chefs in the Imperial Dining Room used to fight her and Wushang happily, always using these as tricks to look good and delicious.
"Jiao'er, how does it taste?"
"Well, it's fine."
The two were talking, Yu Jin and Wushang came out from inside, one white and one purple, one elegant and dust-free, and one evil charm and cold. Just stepping out had already ruined the wonderful atmosphere of the meal.
Bai Lijiao's face was slightly stiff, and he hurriedly got up and brought a group of entourages to kneel down to salute them.
Without saying anything, he stretched out his feet and hooked the chair over, sat down beside Gong Jiao'er, took the small golden spoon in her hand, dug a spoonful of pastry, and ate it directly in the mouth.
Gong Jiao'er stared at his lips with frowning, "You..." Why did he snatch her spoon again? She has already used it.
He pursed his lips, his face was as beautiful as Manzhushahua, and there was an intoxicating smile, but her eagle eyes were staring at her lips.
"Um... It tastes good."
Her cheeks flushed suddenly, and she stared at him angrily, not knowing what to say.
Bai Lijiao knelt helplessly on the ground, unable to get up without the imperial permission, and could only watch Wushang occupy his chair and his... the woman who was bound to win.
Several guards around held their sabers, Bai Lijiao hurriedly gave them a wink and ordered them to retreat.
Yu Jin also pulled a chair and sat down, "Since the young master Baili is so kind, please trouble the two masters to perform again, and Wushang and I will also take a look."
The two pastry chefs began to perform again.
However, after the completion of the two works, Wushang immediately threw the plate into the river.
The two masters were shocked and knelt down.
Gong Jiao'er slapped Wushang helplessly on the arm, "Yu Wushang, what are you doing? Two masters have worked so hard to do it. You just don't eat a bite, why can you throw it away?"
"Gong Jiao'er, you got kicked in your head by a donkey. Three hundred years ago, you were so happy to waste your time looking at something boring?"
Gong Jiao'er awkwardly sat on the hand of the chair, unable to turn his head to look at Bai Lijiao's expression.
She knew that it took him five taels of silver to invite these two masters to perform on the boat. Even if she didn't marry Bailijiao, she should maintain the most basic courtesy and finish the pastry.
After being troubled by this devil, her good mood for dining disappeared. What made her even more puzzled was that Yujin, who had always been very measured, accompanied him to make mischief.
"Brother Huang, Young Master Baili and his entourage have been kneeling for a while..." she reminded Yu Jin in due course.
Wushang slapped her shoulder with a big hand, "Let them kneel, otherwise, if the boat moves in a while, I'm afraid he will be unstable."
Gong Jiao'er flicked away his hand helplessly, "Yu Wushang, what on earth do you want to do?"
Being alone in private, he can do whatever he wants, but it's the same in front of others, so she really makes her point.
"This prince wants you to watch a game that is more interesting than a pastry show." After Wushang finished speaking, he clapped his hands.
Above the river, there was a loud noise, and the water column shook the sky instantly, and the tumbling waves were as big as a wall, and the impact of the entire hull shook fiercely...
Just as Wushang said, Bailijiao not only could not stand steady, but also did not kneel firmly, and suddenly fell to the ground. Several of his guards also fell violently and pale.
Because, on the surface of the river, a pile of corpses with severed arms was blown out.
The corpse met the sunlight on the river surface, hissed with white smoke, and disappeared on the river surface in a blink of an eye.
The water column stopped for a long time before it crashed down. The surface of the river was turbulent, and the hull was shaken by the waves.
Wushang and Yu Jin raised their hands on the table at the same time, and internally fixed the table and Gong Jiao'er's seat.
The others were all stumbling, but the three of them sat intact, and the cups and plates on the table were not moving.
On the surface of the river, huge ripples spread out in circles.
The waves were foaming, and large pieces of silver-white carp also floated up from the bottom of the water along with the foam, and the silver-white fish maw gleamed on the surface of the river, like white flowers that last a lifetime.
The Qingyao guards took the fishing net and cast them down, and fished two large buckets of carp ashore.
Gong Jiao'er watched this scene, her phoenix eyes suddenly turned bloody, and her eyes drifted between Wushang and Yujin in amazement. Obviously, they were not performing a game of catching fish, but deliberately... killing chickens and monkeys.
Yu Jin was indifferent and held up the wine cup gracefully, please sniff the blood wine in the cup.
Without sorrow, he laughed evilly and unruly, staring coldly at Baili, his eyes sharp and taunting.
Qingyao set up a grill on the deck, and the cook in the dining room took the coal and seasonings out, and was busy in an orderly manner, silently.
Everyone has a tacit understanding of the division of labor, some are making charcoal fires, and some are busy cleaning fish.
But in a moment, the cooks began to grill the fish.
The fish sizzled on the charcoal fire, sprinkled with salt, and there was a slight flame flickering...
Gong Jiao'er couldn't help asking, "Wu Shang, what do you want to do? Who are the people who were killed?"
Wushang stretched out her hand and put her arm on the back of her chair, this posture more like a hug.
"Jiao'er, you should ask your Baili Young Master. This prince is just catching fish for everyone to see, and making these things so bloody is really disgusting."
Gong Jiao'er was confused and looked at Bailijiao, who was still kneeling on the ground.
Yu Jin asked in a solemn voice, "Is Young Master Baili have nothing to say? Those people are wearing black clothes and hiding under the water. It is clear that those who come are unkind."
Bai Lijiao's complexion has long since returned to normal, and he defends introverted respectfully...
"I don't understand what the second prince said, and the eldest prince is even more puzzling. I was eating cakes with Jiao'er, and the second prince suddenly exploded those people and said it was related to my Bailijiao... How would the prince want me to explain?"
Leng Mengwu also hurriedly said, "The second prince can put people to death with a casual remark. He said that those people belonged to the young master, but the people are already dead. How the young master explains, there is no evidence of death."
"Leng Mengwu, if Wushang really wants to plant something to blame, you won't live till now!"
"But the second prince, it's not necessarily without blame!"
Yu Jin's face suddenly became gloomy, he squinted his eagle eyes suspiciously, staring at the anxious pretty face, murderous intent looming in his eyes.
"Leng Mengwu, if you say so, it must also be related to this matter."
"Really... You can not love me, how can you suspect this kind of thing on me?"
As Leng Mengwu said, tears rolled down like broken beads.
Some people cried and cried so loudly that they burst into tears and were full of ugliness.
The beauty in front of me, but teary eyes, pear blossoms with rain, faintly resentful, I feel pity.
"Sincerely, do you have to make me feel disheartened to be reconciled?"
Gong Jiao'er and Wushang looked at her with different expressions, but they couldn't help admiring her acting skills.
Gong Jiao'er had seen Chun Yuman crying, but he had never cried so beautifully.
However, a woman does not cry, she can be favored by a man.
Yu Jin slapped his palm on the table, making betrayal buzzing.