After wearing the book, I was pampered by Master Guoshi!

Chapter 20

Toasts and cups are intertwined, wine glasses collide with each other in the splendid hall, communication and strategy collide with each other.

Both of them were dressed in the same color, and the strong purple added a little extravagance to Rong Chen's cold face.

And Qu Yimian's eyes were about to go to Rong Chen's body, her black hair was fluttering in the wind, and her pupils were shining brightly.

"See Your Majesty." The two came to bow and salute.

Wen Renjing felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, but she couldn't tell what it was for a while.

She gently raised her hand to signal, "Please, please tell me if the saintess feels uncomfortable at Tianqi for the first time, please forgive me if the palace servants are inappropriate."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. I thought that there would be no confidant in Tianqi, but I didn't expect that my wish would be fulfilled when I hit it off with the national teacher."

She was slender and tall, with a look of compassion under the green light, but when the emperor looked at her, there was a hint of disgust in her eyes.

As he spoke, he moved a little closer to Rong Chen, with a longing look on his face.

"National Teacher?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, and at some point Rong Chen had already sat down with a blank expression.

Wen Renjing also felt extremely embarrassed, so she raised her glass and said, "I respect the Holy Maiden. It is Tianqi's blessing that the Holy Maiden can choose among several countries to come to Tianqi."

Tianqi people believe in gods and Buddhas, which can be seen from Rong Chen, who regards him as a god, not to mention this mysterious envoy saint, who is loved by all Tianqi people.

Especially the saint who came before saved the people of Apocalypse.

"This time I came here to spread blessings, and the second is that Beihuang wants to find a husband in Tianqi." Qu Yimian said slowly, his eyes fell into the direction of Rong Chen.

The Northern Wilderness has always been mysterious, claiming to be a descendant of God, except for the saint who travels around the world to spread blessings, but this happens every five or sixty years.

The request this time made everyone quiet, looking at the beautiful face of the saint, ready to move.

"The saint might as well stay for a few more days and choose slowly." Wen Renjing was puzzled, but said in a business-like manner.

Concubine Lan twisted her waist, and said quietly, "Yes! It's rare for a saint to come to the apocalypse, but she should stay for a few more days to enjoy the scenery of the apocalypse."

"That Yimian thanked His Majesty and noble concubine." Qu Yimian bowed.

After the dance music, everyone socialized with each other.

"Didn't the national teacher say that he didn't know Her Highness the Holy Maiden? What a coincidence that she came in with her."

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Wen Renjing said in an unhappy tone.

Looking at the glamorous and charming Holy Lady in the distance, I was very envious for a moment, such a beautiful woman!
"Coincidentally." A clear and hoarse voice sounded.

His slender fingers touched her fallen hair lightly, with a complicated expression.

She sighed and said, "That's good."

Otherwise, no matter who they are, they would be very concerned about the detoxification behavior of the two of them so closely. In ancient times, skin-to-skin contact was very serious. If you really meet someone who wants to be with you for a lifetime, will he or she mind?

"National teacher, you said that my poison was accompanied by my mother's womb, can it be completely eradicated?" She lowered her voice and whispered in his ear.

She had to get rid of the poison. The original owner died from the recurrence of the poison and was stabbed by the assassin. Now she got this body.

I still don't know where to go in the future!

Since he has been refusing to give himself a colorful moon, at least the poison should be detoxified first, otherwise this body cannot be separated from the national teacher.

Her eyes were shining brightly before his eyes.

He was a little dazed, with a smile in his eyes, and a blush around his ears when he raised his eyes.

"The time has not yet come. Since I have agreed to the matter with Your Majesty, I will do my best." Rong Chen lowered his eyes, and his clear tone was magnetic and pleasant.

Wen Renjing looked at him helplessly, unmoved and very quiet.

Confused in her heart, she didn't know if she could cure the poison, or if she could only delay, she returned to her seat with a slightly gloomy expression.

The banquet was very agitated, and before everyone noticed, she slipped away quietly, but they didn't know that everyone became more casual because of her departure.

"The saintess came from afar, it is a blessing from the apocalypse. This is a gift from my father to meet His Highness. My father met the former saintess when he was young. I think it is also a blessing for me to hear about her."

Wen Renqin held a wine cup and approached with a smile on his face, looking like a handsome young man.

The eunuch behind him held the ceremony tray and stepped forward.

He lifted the red cloth to reveal a pink night pearl shining.

Almost everyone in Wenren's family has a good face, which looks harmless to humans and animals, and he has always been very confident in himself.

The red lips moved slightly, and there was a hint of aloofness between the brows.

She glanced at Wen Renqin indifferently, with a bit of contempt in her eyes, "Thank you, Your Highness."

It's just a pink night pearl.

"As long as the saint likes it."

He smiled playfully, and said slowly in a deep voice.

If there is the support of Beihuang, then this country is only as heavy as a feather.

Qu Yimian smiled lightly, without expressing anything, and gently put down the wine cup in her hand.

"Yimian is a little tired, so I won't accompany His Highness." She lowered her body and gave a polite and distant look, "Lan Qi."

Lan Qi stepped forward to accept the gift box.

Looking at the seat in the distance, she didn't know when the person had left, and she was also a little uneasy.

Thinking of the scene they met just now, she gently closed her eyes.

It turned out that the apocalypse came after he disappeared for so many years. If she had known earlier, she should have taken over the position of saintess earlier, so that she could have met him earlier.

"His Royal Highness is not familiar with Tianqi's place of life. If you have something to do, you can tell my son as much as you want, and I will definitely serve you." Wen Renqin said.

She really has no interest in the person in front of her, Zuo Zuo is as immature as that emperor.

"Well, the kindness of the son, Yimian must keep it in his heart, and Yimian will leave first."

Looking at the graceful figure, Wen Renqin showed a meaningful smile.

"Your Highness, these slaves are sent by His Majesty to serve you in the Palace of Yihuan."

"If Your Highness has any orders, I can find the servants." Yan Xi led a group of maids to salute.

"Get up!"

"What other orders does the saint have?" Yan Xi asked.

After Qu Yimian looked at her carefully, she pulled Yanxi softly, "This girl must have stayed in the palace for a long time, and Yimian has something to ask, I wonder if it's convenient."

"His Royal Highness is a distinguished guest, so the slaves will naturally know everything."

Yanxi replied in a businesslike manner with a calm expression.

"Does your national teacher have a wife?" Qu Yimian's voice sounded.

Yan Xi lowered her eyes, "Returning to Your Highness, the national teacher has always lived in seclusion and has not had much contact with the outside world, let alone marrying a wife."

There was joy on her face, "Thank you for your words today."

"No more?" Wen Renjing's slender fingers took a brush and wrote names on the rice paper, raising her eyebrows.

The crescent-white brocade robe made her look extremely thin, and a piece of blue jade was tied around her slender waist.

"Well, that's how the saint asked the slaves."

Yan Xi said seriously, with doubts in her eyes.

Although the national teacher is indeed a natural posture, this saint can't play the idea of ​​​​the national teacher!

How could a national teacher of a country marry for the sake of the country?

"How about the person who arranged it?" Wen Renjing asked casually, but his eyes were full of sophistication.

"It's all my own."

"Go down first!" she said.

"The slaves retire."

The night is so dark that it sucks people in, and the sky is decorated with speckled stars.

The man in black came in through the window, his body was well-fitted, his black eyes gleaming, his sword eyebrows staring.

He bowed and said, "Your Majesty."

"how?"

Wen Renjing turned around, her loose hair fell behind her, and her crescent-white pajamas were a little weak.

(End of this chapter)