Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 980 Feast Gift ([-])

Chapter 980: Feast and Gift ([-])

Ling Xiyue smiled slightly as she looked at the brightly lit hall.

But in the depths of her eyes, there was a hint of worry floating out, which was inexplicably changing.

She had just received news from Disha Pavilion that she had recently found traces of ghost clan activities in the capital. She did not know what she wanted to do, so she strictly ordered them to follow up, and Yan also strengthened the guards and defenses of the imperial city to prevent ghost clan activities. People took advantage of this to create chaos.

If he was by the side, it was just soldiers coming to cover up the water and soil, Ling Xiyue would definitely not be so disturbed.

But now it can be said that the ghost clan holds her lifeline in the hands, the enemy is in the dark, and she is in the light, so she has to be careful.

Ma Long moved to Wei Qi's side, and happily said, "It's been a while since I saw the empress, hey, this belly seems to be getting bigger again, in my opinion, with such a growth, he is definitely a little prince!"

"Just make a fuss." Wei Qi snorted at him with a smile, "You solve your own problems first, then go ahead!"

He retorted: "Look at your mysterious energy, you are talking like you have given birth. I see that the shape of the empress's belly is quite similar to that of my Pei'er when she was pregnant, so there is a high probability that she is also a girl." , is a lively and lovely little princess."

Ma Long gave Wei Qi a hard look, "Just show up."

It's amazing, don't you have a baby!
Wei Qi smiled and turned to the side.

The fireworks outside were soaring, blooming brilliantly in the night sky, the hall played joyfully, dancers entered the venue, and the banquet was carried out in an orderly manner. The ministers and local officials presented the important gifts they had prepared to Bei Chenyan.

The scene of the monarch and his ministers gathering together is a picture of a prosperous age of singing and dancing.

But for some things, the more you worry about something, the more you will come.

After all the ministers and grandmasters had finished presenting their gifts and the banquet was in full swing, an enchanting and smiling voice from outside came in with the wind, "Tsk tsk, in such a lively scene, my lord is a bit late."

The evil and charming voice came from nowhere, brought the cool night wind, poured into Qianlong Temple, and rang in everyone's ears.

The light in Ling Xiyue's eyes froze for a moment, she raised her eyes and quickly exchanged glances with Bei Chenyan who was beside her, and followed the sound coldly.

Although it was expected, he did not expect the other party to come so quickly.

The singing and dancing stopped suddenly, and all the courtiers looked at each other in blank dismay. They all saw in a blink of an eye, who knew who was so sage, who acted so boldly, not to mention trespassing on the Qianlong Palace, but also uttered such arrogant words.

Under the suspicious, vigilant, or fierce eyes of the crowd, a figure in scarlet clothes floated out.

With white hair and shawl, she looks like a monster in the world.

The figure who came walking, dressed in scarlet clothes like fire, seemed to step into the back garden of his own home, passing through the group of dancing girls who were retreating quickly, and came at a leisurely pace, followed by four servants in black with white faces, The neat and consistent movements are like three shadows of one person.

Ling Xiyue looked at the man walking towards her, her clear eyes narrowed slightly, Xuan Ming!
She didn't bother him, but he really came to him. The medicine sold in this gourd is definitely not good medicine.

Bei Chenyan looked coldly, sitting high on the dragon chair, looking quietly at Xuan Ming standing in the center of the hall, his expression hardly changed.

No matter how heavily guarded the imperial palace is, the most concealed masters like Xuanming and Guizu still have loopholes to find. It is not difficult to step into this place, so Bei Chenyan is not surprised at all.

The only guess is his purpose!
Throwing himself into a trap and rushing to seek death is not Xuan Ming's style of acting.

"Xuan Ye, oh no, it should be Emperor Yan..." Xuan Ming stood still in the palace with a beautiful figure, and the smile on his lips deepened. Invitation? It's really sad."

The man's crimson blood-like lips fluttered evilly, and his smile was even more bewitching.

Without waiting for the other party's answer, Xuan Ming continued to take care of himself and smiled again, "But it's okay, there is an old saying that it's better to come early than coincidentally, my son is very casual, I don't care about you, but I like it more if you don't invite me." It's your own game."

During the banquet, almost all the courtiers didn't know Xuan Ming, and they thought to themselves that this situation didn't look like people from the Longxiang Dynasty, and they thought, who the hell is this, so arrogant, they don't take their Tianlin seriously at all. Come, look like no one else is there!
Ma Long and Wei Qi looked at each other, and immediately signaled the guards around them to be vigilant.

Zhan Nantian looked at his son with serious eyes, "The people from the ghost clan?"

Zhan Yunyang nodded heavily.

At this time, the ghost clan must have something to rely on to come to the Tianlin Palace so swaggeringly.

Xuan Ming slowly opened the folding fan in his hand, and shook it gently in front of his chest, with a smile in his phoenix eyes, he scanned the surroundings with great interest, and finally met Ling Xiyue's eyes, "But what, someone seems to be My son is not very welcome."

Ling Xiyue stared coldly at him, and she was somewhat self-aware.

Bei Chenyan glanced at Xuan Ming with dark eyes, and slowly curled his thin lips, "Today's feast, anyone who comes is a guest, is there any reason not to welcome him?" The man's voice was not half warm, and he waved his sleeves to the side, "Come on , grant a seat."

He wanted to see what Xuan Ming was up to!
"Sit...you don't have to." Xuanming smiled and raised his hand, "I am here today to give you a birthday gift, Emperor Yan, and leave after you give it. I guarantee that Emperor Yan will definitely benefit from this gift." , I will be very grateful to my son."

Ling Xiyue retracted her slender hands on her knees, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.

If Leng Feng's guess is correct, this guy must know her current situation, no matter what medicine he sells in the ghost gourd, if he confesses everything in front of Yan at this time, things will be troublesome!

Regarding Xuanming, Ling Xiyue was really vigilant at this time, but her face was still calm, and she smiled and replied: "You don't need to worry about Mr. Xuanming, I don't need anything in this palace and Yan, this gift from you , or keep it for yourself.”

Her eyes were deep, and she looked at the past with a threat, and her voice became more serious, "Today is a good day, I don't want someone's blood to stain this beautiful scenery, this is a bit of a debt, and I will settle it with you afterward. Not urgent!"

Ling Xiyue was following Xuan Ming's trail, but it was definitely not at such a time, such an occasion, to ask her what she wanted to know!
"Not in a hurry?" Xuan Ming looked into Ling Xiyue's eyes intently, "But why do I look at it, the empress is a little anxious..."

Others don't know, but Bei Chenyan, who is very familiar with Ling Xiyue, feels it clearly at this time.

Xuanming was right, Xiyue's reaction was a little weird.

Bei Chenyan frowned slightly, even if the enemy was approaching the city, Xiyue was not at all flustered at the moment of life and death. Why did such a common sentence from Xuan Ming make Xiyue's mind disturbed and vaguely nervous?
This doesn't seem like Xiyue's temperament...

(End of this chapter)