After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 413 Who the fuck is about the same age as him

It was getting late, so everyone stayed at the post station, planning to enter the palace again tomorrow.

In the dead of night, Su Lingyi went outside alone, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and sighed heavily.

"What are you thinking about?"

Looking back, seeing the heavy cloud gradually approaching, a smile appeared in her eyes, she took a step forward, and she was close to his arms.

"Chongyun." Calling his name softly, she said, "I'm very nervous."

Feeling the body in his arms, Chongyun froze for an instant, and he didn't know how to place his flustered hands and feet.

In the silence, Su Lingyi's voice slowly sounded again.

"Brother Huang, he doesn't like us brothers and sisters very much. To him, our existence is just a marriage. The other brothers are either sent to a remote place to guard one side, or they are confined in a mansion."

Feeling the desolation in her words, Chongyun lowered his eyelashes, his hands hesitated a few times, and finally hugged her.

"Don't be afraid."

Su Lingyi suddenly raised her head and looked at him with a smile, "I'm not afraid, because I have you."

"..." A blush appeared on Chongyun's face, he turned his head away gently, and remained silent.

Su Lingyi laughed happily, and buried her head in his chest again.

……

Southwest Palace.

Yin Jiuqing led Su Lingyi and Chongyun all the way towards the main hall.

The sound of silk and bamboo was heard endlessly, and the banquet was full of toasts and cups. The words were cheerful and joyous, and there was no pause because of their arrival.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the monarch doesn't care much about this marriage, and this banquet is just a perfunctory greeting between each other.

It is true that singing and dancing can promote peace, but it is something that is not uncommon in the palace.

Yin Jiuqing glanced at the extremely charming dancer in front of her, and let out a low smile on her lips.

"A tree of pear blossoms presses crabapples."

Following her words, the whole hall fell silent instantly, and the singing and dancing stopped abruptly.

All the ministers in Southwest Central looked at each other in blank dismay. This envoy, is he talking about... the monarch?

Everyone glanced vaguely at Concubine Li who had just reached the top seat.

Although this concubine Li is too young, the monarch is not too old. It seems inappropriate to say that old cows eat young grass, right?

Is this person mocking the age of the monarch?
"Hehehe!" In the quiet hall, a charming and charming laughter slowly sounded, and she narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, and just looked at Yin Jiuqing casually.

"Gu remember, Gu's age is about the same as Yushi Cheng."

With a "beep", the whole hall exploded in an instant.

It turned out that this was Yin Jiuqing, the famous imperial censor in the Yanjing Dynasty.

It was rumored that he was cold-blooded and ruthless, playing tricks and killing people at the slightest disagreement. Who would have thought that he was such a slender young man.

Yin Jiuqing's dark eyes froze, and the corners of his mouth curled into a slanting arc.

Who the hell is about the same age as him!
This stinky shameless!
"Your Majesty may have misremembered, I'm still young." In a word, she said in a gloomy tone.

Su Chenyang looked at her, with a sense of danger in his quiet and deep eyes, but the corners of his slightly pursed mouth outlined a pretty trace.

"Since Yu Shicheng knows that he is still young, why doesn't he know what etiquette is?"

"..." Yin Jiuqing was almost so angry that he didn't come up, so, after all, it was still her fault.

Liang Bo twitched the corners of her mouth, and she said: "The monarch is quite old, and he doesn't appear to be polite."

Su Chenyang's deep eyes narrowed slightly, before he could speak, Yin Jiuqing's voice echoed in the hall.

(End of this chapter)