Emperor concubine and phoenix

Chapter 248 The High Priest Arrives

Runaway kid?
Dongliu?

Nan Si's pupils shrank suddenly.

So, this person's identity is...

Dong Liu suppressed the dull pain in his lungs, stood up slowly, gently wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth with his slender fingers, turned his head, and looked at the extremely noble sedan chair not far away.

Under the veil, Juechen's face turned pale with fear, and he stood quietly for a moment, instead of walking towards the soft sedan chair, he turned around and walked under the high platform, his gaze fell on Nan Si's face.

Fu Wei subconsciously shows up to stop her.

Nan Si reprimanded lightly: "Fu Wei, don't stop him."

Fu Wei paused slightly, and retreated silently.

With a light leap of his body, Dong Liu easily jumped in front of Nan Si, ignoring the deep guard and hostility in the eyes of the young emperor, he only looked at Nan Si quietly, and smiled softly: "We have known each other for two years, it is a pleasure to meet you." You, Si'er. Now that I'm leaving, I'm here to say goodbye to you, and no one can say for sure whether I'll see you again in the future."

"Who is that person in the sedan chair? Will he hurt you?" Nan Si frowned, "If you don't want to go with him, I can protect you. In my territory, no one can hurt you."

Dong Liu lowered his head and chuckled, "You are such a joyful friend."

Nan Si's eyes were deep: "Who is he?"

Dong Liu raised his head, raised his lips and said, "Didn't you always inquire about High Priest Donghua? This is it."

As soon as these words came out, Cang Han Yu's hand around Nan Si's waist became tighter.

Nan Si was silent for a moment: "I have a few questions I want to ask him."

"No." Cang Hanyu said coldly, "Si'er, I won't allow you to go."

Nan Si's eyes turned cold, and she was about to speak when she heard a voice from inside the sedan chair, with a ruthless coercion in her voice: "Dongliu."

Dong Liu's face turned pale again, he took a deep look at Nan Si, turned around, jumped off the high platform, and rushed towards the direction of the sedan chair.

Nan Si turned her head to look at Cang Hanyu, her voice soaked in ice: "Let go."

Cang Hanyu pursed his lips without saying a word, but he never let go of his strength.

Nan Si gritted her teeth, and looked coldly at the soft sedan parked in the distance.

As Dongliu approached, the eight teenagers who raised their feet bowed to him in unison, with very respectful attitudes. It can be seen that Dongliu's identity should also be unusual.

Dong Liu stood nervously in front of the sedan chair, took a deep breath, then raised his hand to brush the light purple sedan chair curtain, bent down and walked in, and then the sedan chair curtain fell down.

But just that momentary gap is enough for people to see the luxurious decoration inside the sedan chair.

The entire soft couch made of white tiger skin, a person leaning on it in a snow-white robe, with black hair falling down like a waterfall, looks like an unattainable fairy above the clouds at a glance, faintly exuding a suffocating aura. momentum.

On the small case, there is a gold-plated incense burner with small beasts, like smoke and mist.

Dongliu got into the sedan chair and knelt down, lowered his head, lowered his eyebrows slightly, and shouted respectfully: "Master."

"The child who ran away and fell into the dusty place?" The man in white robe stretched out his hand, and brushed the veil on his face with his slender fingertips, "Going to the palace to perform dances? Huh?"

The word "um" carried a dangerous breath.

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped him hard with a slap.

Snapped!
Crisp and loud.

The veil on Dongliu's face fell off, and there were red and swollen five finger marks on the left side of his face.

Dongliu didn't dare to move, and he didn't even dare to admit his mistake.

"Slap your own mouth." The man said, his voice difficult to discern, "Slap until you can't speak."

(End of this chapter)