Emperor Yan's Domination: The Heaven-defying Demon Concubine Evils the World

Chapter 177 Going to the Prime Minister's Mansion to Propose Marriage!

After one night, dawn broke, and a dazzling light came from the east of Tianduan, covering the crying city of Longhao.

The shining rays of light poured down from the sky. In the past, it would have been able to shine directly on the earth, revealing mottled sunlight, but today the roof of Longhao Capital City is covered with a thick layer of violet, and the sunlight cannot penetrate it.

What is Jin Zhu mourning?

In this world, there is a kind of flower called Lily Zhu flower, which is extremely unique. It symbolizes the unspecified love, the love that has not yet started or the love that is alone and wishful thinking.

When people who are in love approach it, it will naturally emit an indescribable light, and when people who are not in love approach it, it will naturally emit an indescribable light, like fog The fog-like mist-like breath, that breath is extremely dark, if people inhale it, it will make people extremely depressed and become very sad.

Therefore, people in the world call that sad breath or atmosphere Jin Zhu mourning.

At this time, Jin Zhu's grief in Longhao's capital city was so thick that it couldn't go any further, which was enough to witness how many women's hearts were broken last night.

At the beginning of the morning, in the Crescent Moon Pavilion, the old man with an immortal demeanor came to a certain wing room in the corner on time as always, and the other three old men had already taken their seats.

However, the few of them didn't eat cakes or taste famous tea, but fell asleep on the table.

"Wow! My God! What's the matter with all of you?" The old man Xianfeng stepped in, and saw the three old men who were so energetic in the past, so sleepy that they couldn't open their eyes.

"You...don't make noise, it's rare that this place is quiet, let the old man sleep for a while first." The bearded old man threw a chair over, tilted his head, and fell asleep on the table again.

The old man Xianfeng saw that the three lacked sleep and couldn't figure out what to do. It was understandable that one person was sleepy, but it was very strange that three people lacked sleep at the same time.

"Since you are so sleepy, this old man will help you." After the old man finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and a spiral palm wind swung out at a high speed.

"Boom—boom—" The chairs of the three old men were overturned, and the three of them rolled to the ground at the same time.

"Ahem——" Several old men got up cursing, completely relieved of sleepiness.

"You bastard, do you need to use such a heavy hand?" The old man with a beard pressed his chest that was throbbing with energy and blood, and sat back to his original position with his aching body.

"That's right, we are all old bones, how can we stand up to you, a vigorous old man, take it easy." The old man with white hair and childlike face echoed, his clear eyes narrowed slightly, and a deep gleam flashed.

"It's a good thing I still have exercise recently, otherwise I'm afraid my waist will be broken." The old man in Yushu Linfeng was so elegant in his bones, which made his movements of getting up look very chic.

"The old man sees that you are so sleepy, so I kindly help you. Why are you all blaming the old man?" The old man Xianfeng shrugged innocently when he saw the three old men sitting back to their original positions in good spirits.

"Oh, please forgive me. I was so noisy last night that I didn't sleep all night." The old man in Yushu Linfeng shook the wooden fan in his hand, frowned, propped his elbows on the table, and supported his forehead with a headache.

"The same goes for the old man. There is no quiet place at home, and he can't be quiet when he goes out. It's so annoying." The old man with white hair and childlike face supported his youthful appearance, tears of bitterness flowed in his heart.

"No way! What happened to your mansion?" The old man Xianfeng, who lived alone, saw that the three old men had a headache, and was very curious about the reason why they stayed up all night.

"You bastard lives in the deep mountains. Of course you don't know what happened last night. Take a look at this portrait." The bearded old man blew his beard and stared, and threw a scroll in his sleeve to the old man Xianfeng while talking.

"Young Master of the Prime Minister's Mansion? Who is this woman?" Xian Feng Dao Gu opened the scroll and recognized Helian Jiantai at a glance, but he did not recognize Yunyue.

"I don't know who this woman is, but looking at this painting, it is obvious that she is the sweetheart of young master Helian. This scroll made the entire mansion restless. The granddaughter of the old man has loved this young master since she was a child. He hurriedly said to buy a painting, but when he came back, he came back unconscious. When she woke up, she was crying in a daze, and nothing could comfort her. It’s okay for the old man and granddaughter to cry, but the maids also cried endlessly when they saw this scroll Well, there are hundreds of maids in the old man's mansion, how can they sleep when they are crying?" The old man with beard blows his beard angrily, and when he thinks of what happened last night, he slaps the table angrily.

"Oh, you are fine. You know the number of grandchildren of this old man. Four of them like this Jiantai boy. When this old man went back last night, everyone cried to death. People who don't know think that this old man is dead."

"What's the matter with you? Your granddaughter's crying won't affect you. At worst, you should find a quiet place. But the old man, daughter-in-law, and wife cry together, especially the old man's wife, who cries even more sadly than the old husband and daughter-in-law."

"Wow! This is amazing. Your granddaughter is crying, why is your daughter-in-law crying?"

"It's fine for your daughter-in-law to cry, why is your wife crying?"

"..."

The old man in Yushu Linfeng expressed his sadness, which instantly aroused the curiosity of other old men.

"Well, it's a long story. For some reason, my wife likes Helian Jiantai very much. She said that she wanted Helian Jiantai to be her grandson-in-law. My granddaughter brought back that scroll, and my wife kept crying when she saw it. Last night, I was only busy comforting my wife. I was so busy all by myself. She cried all night and didn't fall asleep until dawn, old man Worse than you."

The old man facing the wind in Yushu, fiddled with his flowing black hair, and spoke casually, but it was easy to know all kinds of sadness.

"My sympathies!"

"My sympathies!"

The other two old men who had been tortured by the crying heard this and looked at the old man Yushu Linfeng sympathetically, feeling that he was the worst one.

"So, you bastard has long planned to marry the prime minister's mansion. Now the three of us are aiming at the prime minister's mansion? Haha, are we going to become enemies?" Hefa Tongyan looked at him with flickering eyes. The old man in Yushu Linfeng was extremely surprised, he didn't expect such a thing to happen at all, he suddenly thought of something, and laughed heartily.

"What's hostile or not? My granddaughter woke up and said she didn't like that young master of the sword platform. Hey, I don't know how these little girls thought that they like it for a while and dislike it for a while."

"Well, okay, you old guy can be excluded, and this old guy and I are left. However, so many granddaughters of my husband's family like that young master of the sword stage, I'm afraid it's not easy to handle!"

"What do you do with so many prisons? How can you get one out of four? Do you still want to marry all the young masters of Jiantai? According to this old man, you might as well just leave it alone, lest you help a granddaughter when the others say you eccentric."

"Hahaha, that's true. I don't care about that old man. Give it to this old guy. When will you go to the prime minister's mansion to propose marriage, old man?"

"Hey——remarry, that painting scroll makes the old man feel uneasy, and Mr. Jiantai already has someone, how can we mention marriage?"

"You can't say that. Since your wife likes the Jiantai boy so much, she definitely won't let it go. Maybe there will be a turning point. Don't rush to conclusion. If your family is married to the prime minister's mansion, you won't have a chance to see him." It’s the little witch? Didn’t you say you wanted to meet? Now, here’s your chance? Hahaha—”

"The old man actually forgot that there is still this problem. When you see the little witch, you have to tell us about it. The old man hasn't seen the little witch yet. We are a group of people who have nothing to talk about that girl all day long. I don't know what she looks like."

"Hahaha... that's right... this important task is entrusted to you."

"..."

This wing room, no matter what kind of atmosphere it starts with, will end with laughter in the end.

After the few people chatted, the old man Xianfeng carried four more boxes to the prime minister's mansion. He avoided the people in the mansion, put the boxes in a conspicuous place, and left silently.

When the uncles saw the four boxes, they hurriedly called Helian and his son to come out to check and accept them. Suddenly, they reaped a huge windfall, and the money for buying medicinal materials before was repaid. After hearing the current objective income, the uncles no longer worried about the next month. Is there any rice in the pot?

As soon as the uncles carried the box in, Suzaku came over aggressively holding the scroll, and Prime Minister Helian greeted him warmly, "Little girl, you are so early."

(End of this chapter)