concubine, you cant do

Chapter 593: Altar Baptism (1)
Leng Yannuo looked at the envoy, subconsciously backed away, this envoy was so skilled in martial arts, he probably didn't hear her whisper just now, but this envoy was really annoying, didn't he listen to Gongyue and Hanshuang saying that he rejected people for thousands of miles Besides, isn't she in the holy palace all the year round? Why does she always feel that this guy is like a follower?

"Is the holy destiny belonged to insects?" Leng Yannuo also became angry, walked over and snatched the quilt from the holy envoy's hand, and walked directly to the soft couch, "Get out." One word already showed Leng Yannuo anger.

The holy envoy looked at Leng Fangnuo with his lips hooked, and watched her walk towards the soft couch, with a smile in his eyes, "Actually, that's not necessary, you can sleep next door."

"Next door?" Leng Yannuo looked at the envoy and frowned. The envoy acted inexplicably and couldn't see the purpose, and the words in her heart just now, she murmured without thinking, I don't know if she heard it, Whether he just came in or arrived early in the morning, thinking about this, Leng Yannuo's eyes were a little dim.

"Holy envoy, as you said, it is your responsibility to protect me. Now I don't need your protection. It's late at night, and men and women can't stand each other. So, please, stay three feet away from me, next door I'm not interested, please don't stay by my side, I don't like it very much." The disgust in the cold Yannuo's tone fell into the eyes of the holy envoy.

"It's no wonder Murong Shengrui doesn't want you. He has a weird temper and doesn't know good people. It's really hard to resist." The envoy suddenly hooked his lips into a sarcasm.

Leng Yannuo felt a sudden pain in his heart, and a strange color flowed in his eyes, but it was only for a moment, he calmed down, threw the quilt on the soft couch, and said, "It is my wish to let whoever parry and whoever parry, He Laosheng envoy Talk too much, don't tell me the psychology of inhumane people has been distorted." After Leng Yannuo's words fell, a palm wind in his palm hit the holy envoy directly, and the holy envoy's posture was slightly tilted, and the palm wind was comparable to that of the purple envoy. The jade gilt mask flicked across, and disappeared in the air like the wind.

Leng Yannuo followed up with another palm, but the figure of the envoy flashed and floated lightly. The snow-white robe spread out a graceful arc in the air, and disappeared in the hall in a blink of an eye, and the hall returned to silence.

Leng Yannuo looked at the emptiness in the hall, and then at Gongyue who was sleeping peacefully on the bed. If there was not that warm and clean smell in the air, Leng Yannuo would have doubted whether the envoy had appeared just now.

This emissary...

Leng Yannuo got on the soft couch, lay down and slept peacefully, after a while, she suddenly opened her eyes, it seemed that the discomfort she felt just now had faded after this toss.

On the second day, just after dawn, a ray of morning light had just entered the hall, Leng Yannuo was called up by Gongyue, "Sister, I'm going to the altar today, wake up."

Leng Yannuo looked at Gong Yue, she was too sleepy recently, Gong Yue woke up before her, and she didn't even know how she fell asleep last night.

After a while, Qiuming, Wanxiang, and Hanshuang all came in to wash Leng Yannuo.

Jing Lan also came in with dozens of sentences from the maidservant of the holy palace, asking Leng Yannuo to move to the altar.

When Leng Yannuo walked out of the temple, there was a glimmer of gloom in his eyes.

A group of people walked past a stick of incense and entered the room, Leng Yannuo looked at the front, there was an open platform in the middle, an ancient wooden table on the platform, and a large front wall in front of it, engraved with complicated dragon patterns, Surrounded by dragon-shaped carvings on the fine beams and columns, it goes straight to the top of the cloud, and you can't see the head.

On the left side of the altar is the emperor with the prince and princess and a group of courtiers, and on the right side are the people from the Holy Palace, all of them have serious faces and different thoughts.

It's just that Leng Yannuo's footsteps landed in one place. She looked at the woman in a light green palace dress with ancient patterns walking behind Lie Wuyun, and a strange color flowed in her eyes.

she……

"Sister, that's the new imperial concubine Qing who was established by the emperor not long ago. She is the most loved by the emperor. Isn't she very similar to your second sister in the prime minister's residence of Tianmu?" Gongyue said to Leng Yannuo, "However, No, she is the daughter of Prince Yang, Princess Qing."

Princess Qing?Leng Yannuo looked at that woman, she was as bright as a flower, she is the Princess Qing?There are such similar people in the world.

"This is the emperor's daughter left behind in Tianmu. She is really beautiful and full of vitality." Qing Concubine, who was supported by her maid, walked in, smiling like a flower blooming at Leng Yannuo, with a gentle face.

Leng Yannuo looked at Concubine Qing, and after a while, she slightly parted her lips, "Hello, Concubine Qing."

"Sure enough, he is an exquisite person. He is worthy of being a member of the Holy Palace in the future. We will see how the photos will show in a while." Concubine Qing smiled and chatted with Leng Yannuomei in a normal way before walking away.

"Invite the saint to come up to the high platform." A gentle voice sounded from above the high platform.

Leng Yannuo looked towards the high platform, where the venerable of the Holy Palace was independent from the world, and the envoys stood next to him, forming a generation of splendor.

"Saint please." Behind Leng Yannuo, Qing Lan said to Leng Yannuo.

Leng Yannuo also smiled falsely at Qing Lan, "You are looking forward to it."

"Naturally looking forward to it." Qing Lan nodded slightly.

"Then I can't let you down." Leng Yannuo had already stepped onto the high platform while speaking. Behind him, Han Shuang and others couldn't go up to the high platform. Murong Shengyang, Lan Feng, and Nan Yubei were standing far away at the moment Looking forward, watching that wisp of purple-clothed slenderness slowly walk up.

It's just that on the side of the Holy Palace, the two elders of Miao Zong kept staring at Frost, as if they had something to say, but Frost didn't meet their eyes for a long time.

At the same time, the bell rang and the chime sounded melodiously, and sandalwood was lit on the base of the platform, and the smoke was lingering, instantly making people feel like they were in a fairyland.

Gong Yue stood under the steps, looked at Leng Yannuo, and clenched her fingertips tightly. She suddenly thought of what Leng Yannuo said to her yesterday, if...

"According to the heavenly revelation, saintesses and daughters, you have received the holy decree, please enlighten me." The venerable of the holy palace took a step forward, held the incense over the top, and appealed to the heaven.

In an instant, lightning flashes and thunder rumbles suddenly, and black clouds roll over. The weather, which was clear just now, is suddenly bombarded with thunder, like a dark night.

Everyone was shocked and looked towards the sky. Concubine Qing next to Emperor Lie was so frightened that she hid in Emperor Lie's arms, and Emperor Lie stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.

This scene was extremely inconspicuous in the scene where everyone was shocked and retreated, but it fell into Leng Yannuo's eyes alone, and a trace of sadness flowed through her eyes. Then, she turned around and let the wind blow quickly, blowing her blue silk clothes, Ren Kuan's sleeves fluttered, revealing a white wrist like snow, layers of black clouds pressed down lower and lower, just like a storm approaching.

A black cloud suddenly appeared, covering a bright sky. Everyone stopped their work at this moment and looked into the depths of the black cloud.

But at this moment, in the Tianmu Palace, the new Emperor Tianmu, with his hands behind his back, looked at the sky that was still bright just now, and the sudden darkness in the depths of the sky. Grey, the straight nose seems to be warm and cool, but it adds a touch of fresh air that points to the country.

"Look at that position, it's in the direction of the Lie Kingdom. The saint's succession and baptism by the altar are really extraordinary." Hua Qianyao took a step forward at this time and looked at Murong Shengrui, who was still wearing men's clothes. With a ghostly light, there seems to be some kind of emotion faintly moving between the brows, ready to go.

(End of this chapter)