Jiangmen iron blood poisonous concubine

Chapter 258 King's Reverse Scale. 16
After finishing speaking, seeing that Uncle Nine Emperors didn't speak, Yingying was suddenly afraid. With Uncle Nine Emperors' gloomy and uncertain character, he didn't know what he would do next moment.

This time, their people didn't even find out who their opponent was, which was really far behind.

But he waited for a long time in a panic, but he still didn't see Uncle Jiuhuang move. He just turned his back to him and slowly swayed the pen in his hand.

Her slender and well-proportioned figure was shrouded in a brocade robe bordered with black and red silk, almost blending into the dark night without making a sound.

The hourglass on the shelf dripped down slowly and rotated slowly. It was almost impossible to see the passage of time, but the sky had gradually brightened.

After pondering for a while, Ying Ying asked cautiously: "Master, what should I do?"

Nine Emperor Uncle Yeji finally stopped, let go of his sleeves, leaned down, straightened his waist, and carefully studied the official script on the rice paper, with a cold smile on his lips.

"Look at the weather, isn't it going to snow?" Nine Emperor Uncle suddenly changed the subject and asked in a murmur.

Shadow froze for a moment, whether the weather is cold or not, and it's snowing in the lower parts, what does that have to do with his question?Besides, when did Uncle Nine Emperors care about the weather?
But he didn't dare to express his doubts, and replied respectfully: "Yes, the priest just said today that it will snow tomorrow."

"En." Nine Emperor Uncle uttered a single syllable, and then said in a gentle voice: "You let a few people follow the mistress secretly, and she will leave the house tomorrow."

"Could it be that there is some danger for the mistress to leave the house?" Shadow was a little surprised.

But then I thought again, how did this master know that the mistress would leave the house?It seemed that the master knew every step the mistress took.

A golden mask of Uncle Nine Emperors reflected the golden light under the candlelight, giving him an air of luxury. The man stood upright in the shadow, his face soaked in the candlelight, without any emotion.

The voice seemed flat and unwavering: "There should be some action on Jiuchongtian's side."

Shadow was surprised, "Yan Xiu was injured, so it's impossible to move so soon?"

Anyway, in Jiuchongtian, without Yan Xiu's order, who would dare to touch the mistress?

"Yan Xiu, he can't take care of himself now. It's the other people in Jiuchongtian who make the decisions." Uncle Jiuhuang's voice dragged on a bit, which seemed to be somewhat meaningful.

Ying Ying knew that Uncle Nine Emperors had already thought about it, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and ordered: "This subordinate will do it now."

After thinking about it, he asked again, "What should I do over there at Shufeng?"

The palace was too high and too big, his voice seemed extraordinarily empty in the hall, and it could not be dispersed for a long time.

Uncle Nine Emperors seemed to be bored, threw the pen in his hand in front of him in a dispirited manner, turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and uttered a word coldly and bloodthirstyly: "Kill!!"

Shadow was overwhelmed by the cold aura emanating from his body, knelt and slid back several steps before stopping.

The figure in front of him flashed, but Uncle Nine Emperors was no longer there.

A maidservant's voice came from outside the palace gate respectfully and clearly: "Uncle Nine Emperors is a thousand years old, the emperor is hosting a banquet in Dingcheng Palace to welcome you and wash away the dust. Please come to the banquet."

"Hmm." Nine Emperor Uncle's dull voice answered outside the door, but there was a figure already outside the hall, the shadow was slightly taken aback, did not dare to stay for a long time, and quickly covered the figure.

This early in the morning, the emperor really had such a leisurely mood. He held a banquet to summon Uncle Nine Emperors so early. Most likely, it should be a grand banquet.

The old emperor had been sick for many days, and his son hadn't been seen yet. Uncle Nine Emperors just came back from Mobei, but he already knew about it.

(End of this chapter)