The Enchanting Killer Concubine: Stunning and Sharp

He is the youngest prince, the emperor has no daughter, only seven princes, the eldest prince who was the prince died strangely, and now the position of prince is vacant.

Looking at that angry back, Bu Jinghua wondered why she couldn't understand what they were saying?As if she had violated such a poor person. "That"?How is it?She didn't see anything strange about the man in the stone house, did she?A good person, handsome and wise, but she didn't understand that apart from crying when he saw the queen, she felt that everything about him could not be more normal.It's inexplicable, it's her who suffers, but why do everyone feel sorry for that stinky man who took advantage of it and left him to face punishment alone?

Fourth prince?Long Yan, I heard he is a fool.He was also said to have been disfigured.Of course, everything was just heard, even Bu Jinghua before, never met Long Yan, Long Yan rarely went out, and even if he did, it was very secretive.So, in the stone house, it was Bu Jinghua who saw Long Yan for the first time.It's just that she doesn't think he's stupid or ugly!

Bu Jinghua was about to growl, and she was about to avenge her grievances, but Bai Ling's "please" pulled back her doubts, followed Bu Batian, and they continued to move forward.

After a while, I arrived at the emperor's meeting hall, the Golden Rock Hall. The pillars of the huge palace turned out to be amethyst black stones like crystals. I heard that this kind of rock is extremely rare and indestructible, and it is the best for making weapons. rock. [

Right in front of the crystal-clear desk facing the entrance of the palace, sat a middle-aged man who was dozing off. The man put his left hand on the leather book on the desk, rested his cheek with his right hand, and looked soundly asleep. look.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a golden brocade robe embroidered with dragons and a golden dragon crown on his head, giving off a sacred and inviolable majesty. Needless to say, this man should be the emperor.

Just as Bu Jinghua was thinking like this, Bai Ling called out: "Your Majesty, the people are here! Your Majesty..." Bai Ling called out again, and the sleeping man was startled slightly, slowly raised his head, and A sad look.

"The grassroots see the emperor!" Bu Batian cupped his hands and called out, he did not kneel down to worship like the others, which showed his extraordinary status.

"Hahaha, Mr. Bu, please rise up!" The emperor greeted him with a warm welcome.

"Your Majesty, I don't know what it means to invite the grassroots people?" Bu Batian stood with his hands behind his back, his imposing manner was not inferior to the current emperor at all.