Concubine Jing Hua: Domineering Nine Thousand Years Old

Chapter 10
Thinking of this, Ye Zhen Zhen couldn't help but look up at the man in black robe.

But for some reason, his gaze was also looking at her, and the moment he met her, he felt chills all over his body and his heart was cold.

Immediately looking away, Ye Zhen Zhen only felt that her breathing was a bit messy.No, how could she be disturbed by an insignificant person?She had to calm down before she could deal with the next plan.

"Zhenzhen, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Xinmin noticed her emotional instability and asked in a low voice of concern.

"It's okay." Ye Zhen Zhen took a deep breath, "No matter what happens in a while, don't worry about me."

"Zhenzhen, what are you going to do?" Zhao Xinmin knew that she never gave up, but she didn't say anything, and she couldn't help her.

Ye Zhen Zhen didn't speak, but she cast her eyes down and down, the lake in her heart was as flat as a mirror, even the wind and rain would not stir up any waves.

"Your Majesty, the time has come, please respectfully invite the late emperor to enter the mausoleum!" The man in a black Taoist uniform said in a clear voice, flicked the whisk, and made a gesture of saluting.

"Then there will be Teacher Lao." Qin Zhao nodded slowly.

Master Fengdao stepped forward, walked to the altar, and began to practice.

After a while, the dark clouds gathered, the wind was strong, and the sky quickly darkened.

It was obviously a natural and unpredictable situation, but at this time, under Fengdao's artificiality, he was praised as a god-man who called the wind and rain, which attracted a lot of exclamation.

"The national teacher is really capable, and I am very relieved!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone's expressions changed instantly, and they looked towards the person who spoke.And when they saw that person clearly, they were all dumbfounded, almost unable to believe what they saw and heard.

Ye Zhen Zhen looked calm, walked out of the crowd with square steps, and walked up to the high altar under everyone's eyes.

"Come on! Don't pull her down yet!" The chief supervisor next to the emperor immediately regained his senses and ordered.

"Yes!" The guard rushed up.

Ye Zhen Zhen turned her head abruptly, and stared directly at the guards, the instant cold light frightened their movements: "How dare you dare to be rude to me!"

The guards were stunned by her gaze, and after a moment of confusion, they looked at each other, at a loss.

Ye Zhen Zhen withdrew her eyes lightly, looked at Feng Dao, met his eyes with strange expressions, and said word by word: "National Teacher, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are really haggard."

Master Fengdao's eyes changed from astonishment to bewilderment, and then to obedience at this moment. He bowed and saluted and said, "See Your Majesty for the poor." As he spoke, he actually knelt down.

However, Ye Zhen Zhen didn't let him get up immediately, but looked at the guards who came up, her gaze was slightly cold.

The guards were shocked, and then looked at the attitude of the national teacher, they didn't dare to hesitate, they would go down as they came up.

"National teacher please hurry up." Ye Zhenzhen stepped forward and personally supported Fengdao national teacher, her gestures were all so natural, as if it really was the posture that an emperor should have.

I haven't seen the real emperor, but I've seen a lot in movies and TV dramas, right?
Aren't these people superstitious?She also followed suit once to see how it turned out.

The two people on the high platform were talking about something. This scene made everyone in the audience stunned, stunned, and even forgot about the discussion.

But not everyone has forgotten their minds. Several people in the stands frowned after a brief moment of surprise.

"Mr. Xiangguo, is this your granddaughter on the altar?" Emperor Qin Zhao said slowly, looking at the grey-haired veteran who was sitting.

Xiang Guogong got up quickly, and cupped his hands towards Qin Zhao: "Back to the emperor, she is indeed the little granddaughter of the old minister."

"It seems that she is terrified." Qin Zhao smiled noncommittally.

Xiang Guogong's face was a bit ugly, his brows were tightly frowned, and he called Ye Zhen Zhen who was on the altar by her nickname: "Xiao Yao!"

An old and confident voice reached Ye Zhenzhen's ears, but she acted as if she hadn't heard it, and said to Master Fengdao with a smile: "Master, tell me."

Master Fengdao nodded slightly, turned to look at the crowd, his voice was calm and his face was expressionless: "Last night, the late emperor entrusted a dream to Pindao, saying that when he enters the mausoleum to sacrifice today, he will announce the last thing."

Master Fengdao is the most sacred existence in the Tianqin Kingdom, and is almost worshiped as a god by the entire Tianqin Kingdom, so almost no one dares to comment on what he said at this time.

Of course, this does not include the few resourceful and thoughtful people in the stands.

Qin Ce's state has always been lacklustre, even a little impatient, but ever since the woman came onto the stage, his eyes have been locked on her, and the corners of his lips are curled up with a bit of interest.

Thinking of the guard who was bewitched by her that night, Jianmei couldn't help frowning.

Today, she repeats her old trick and uses Feng Dao's mouth to confuse everyone. Is this her way of saving herself?He wants to see how she will go through this situation to achieve her goal.

As for Qin Zhao, who was as careful as dust, when he saw Qin Ce's subtle reaction, when he looked at Ye Zhen Zhen, there was a trace of inquiry in his eyes.

Compared with those two half-hearted people, Qin Chenyan was a little more casual, but Liu Ge's expression told him that this little girl didn't seem to be that simple.

The three of them had different thoughts, knowing that the two on the stage were playing tricks, but no one stopped them.

At this time, the dark clouds that suddenly faded pushed the whole incident to a new height.

"The dragon soul of the first emperor came back, and I felt the heavens. I felt so wrong in the past. I took this opportunity to come back today, just to make changes!" Fengdao Guoshi suddenly raised his voice, poured his inner strength, and his thick voice spread throughout the world. Everyone's ears.

When the words fell to the ground, everyone knelt down in unison, bowed their heads in prostration, and shouted long live.

In this era, there is no science, people have outdated thinking, feudal superstition, believe in ghosts and gods, and believe in the existence of hell.

And Ye Zhen Zhen's pretending to be a ghost is not pretending to be someone else, but His Majesty the First Emperor.Regardless of whether there were doubts in people's hearts, at least on the surface, no one dared to stand up and expose her.Moreover, there is the most convincing Fengdao Guoshi to testify for her.

Of course, the most important thing is her hypnotism.

In fact, she not only used hypnotism on Fengdao Guoshi, everyone present, as long as they heard her voice and saw her eyes, they would be affected to some extent.

Even so, there are always exceptions.

Just when Master Fengdao was about to go forward to pardon Zhao Xinmin and others in the name of the former emperor, a cool voice suddenly interjected, accompanied by a bit of impatience and carelessness.

"Master Fengdao, you were so windy just now, I didn't understand you, can you say it again?" Qin Ce got up and walked slowly towards the stage.

As soon as Qin Ce appeared, he naturally captured all eyes and colors. Although his clothes were not so special, and his appearance was not peerless, his temperament was impressive, making people feel ashamed and low in the dust. .

All the perfect words in the world seem to be pale when used to describe him. At this moment, it seems that there is only one person in the whole world.

In the prosperous age, the ice face moves the world, talking and laughing at the fingertips.

This is the God of War of the Heavenly Qin Kingdom, the extremely noble nine thousand-year-old Qin Ce.

(End of this chapter)