Regent, robbery!

Chapter 32
"Yes, that's right, I'm someone who died once!" Seeing the disbelieving expressions on everyone's faces, Ye Jing repeated it loudly.

Everyone's eyes opened wider, brighter, and without confusion.

"But one by one" the cold voice came to everyone's ears again, "Yan Wangye dare not accept me, I can't help it, I can't kneel down and beg Yan Wangye to take my soul. Look, it's good to be alive, alive Can see the sun, live to see the moon, live to see the lovely you again!"

"Empress, what does the Empress mean..." All the people picked out their ears, as if they had picked up the expression of the gold ingot, "Yan Wangye, dare not accept you?"

"Yes." Ye Jing nodded, with a clear expression on his face, "Yan Wang dare not accept me." But he paid special attention to the respectful title for himself in those words.

"Queen, please tell us." Everyone's curiosity was immediately aroused.

"Everyone, there are two people living in the body. One is good and the other is bad. And even though I am a queen, I am no exception." Ye Jing throws a brick to attract jade.

"Empress, but what does this have to do with Lord Yan not daring to accept you?" The young man who was the first to answer earlier was scratching his head, his bright eyes rolled away, and his blushing face was full of puzzlement.

"Yeah, yeah, what's the relationship between the two?" Other people asked one after another.

"That night, when I just arrived in the underworld, I saw a seventy-eighty-year-old grandfather with a white beard, eyebrows and hair, hunched over and limped towards me with a cane. The grandfather asked me what my name was and how old I was this year. Where did you die because of, and what was the biggest mistake you did during your lifetime? I just said my name is Ye Jing, and the grandfather suddenly threw away his crutches in excitement, hugged my thigh, and burst into tears." Ye Jing He opened his mouth as if something was going on, and gestured back and forth with his hands from time to time.

"And then? What did the old man say? Why did he hold your thigh and shed tears?" The crowd suddenly became interested. .

"Grandpa said, so you are the queen of the night scene. I asked grandpa what's wrong. Grandpa wiped his tears and said, there are two people living in your body, one is good and the other is bad, that's why you did that." What a stupid and absurd thing, now that the bad one is dead, you can go back. In the future, Fengtian Kingdom and the world will still need you, and the heavy responsibility of ruling the world will fall on you." Ye Jing boasted.

"And then?" The common people listened with gusto.

"At this time, Guanyin Bodhisattva wearing a grass skirt and driving a tractor came. She said that it is up to you to rectify Fengtian Kingdom and lead the people of Fengtian to a happy and healthy life. I haven't figured out what's going on yet. Suddenly Guanyin Bodhisattva waved his hand, and I passed out, and when I woke up, I was in my bedroom." Ye Jing breathed out after finishing making up.

"That's it, it's over?" Everyone blinked, but they hadn't recovered yet, and it seemed that it wasn't enough.

Ye Jing waved one hand, fanned his cheeks, and answered naturally: "It's over! The cause of the incident and the result are like this!"

Everyone smacked their lips, reminiscing about the short-lived story, so, thinking, thinking, problems came up one by one
"Queen, who is that old man?" the people asked.

"Hmm..." Ye Jing, who had not drafted the story, was suddenly stopped by the question. He touched his forehead and thought for a long time. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his head, and he screamed, "Lord Yan! That's right, that old man on crutches is Yan." Lord."

"But, what are grass skirts and tractors?" the people asked again.

"A grass skirt is a skirt worn on the body, made of grass. A tractor is a high-end mount. This thing is owned by the gods in the sky, but it doesn't exist in the world." Ye Jing laughed again and explained.

"Aren't the Guanyin Bodhisattvas enshrined in the temple all wearing white fringed skirts and sitting on the lotus platform?" All the people looked suspicious.

"Because... because Guanyin Bodhisattva changed clothes! It's like you can't wear the same clothes or the same style of clothes every day without taking a bath, right?"

After all, close your eyes, put your hands together, and shout in your heart: Lord Yama of the underworld, Guanyin Bodhisattva in the heaven, you have seen it too, we are forced to do nothing, you two big brothers can do it, adults don’t care about small things Don't get angry with us!

All the people nodded their heads, thinking it made sense.

There was a faint black line on Chong Lin's face.

Manman on the side swallowed hard, her eyes bulging -- that's okay.
"It's all over, the outcome is set, and the outcome is decided. Are you really not worried at all? Why don't you go and see?" Xiao Jin dropped the last move, looked at the absent-minded man on the other side but remained motionless A sensual person, a touch of ridicule.

Hearing the bursts of noise, one louder than the other, Fei Bai lowered his eyes, blinked his eyelids lightly, only then realized that due to his own distraction, the chess game had already been defeated steadily.

The slightly pink lips curled into a faint bitter smile.

"I'm worried, so what. People are not yesterday, and times have changed..." After a long time, he heard his slightly hoarse voice.

Yes, people are the same person, but their minds have changed long ago.

Become more and more independent, strong and wise.

Outside the triangular pavilion, a wave of lake water is crystal clear. Occasionally, a few colorful chicks fly to the lake and look down at the mirror. The willows are soft and the breeze is gentle.

After a while, the noise gradually faded away, and a woman's hearty laughter pierced through the clouds and entered my ears.

"It's true that she doesn't need me anymore." Feibai felt his knuckles go cold, and after a while, he laughed as if mocking himself.

The voice is light and ethereal, and if there is nothing, it turns into a gust of wind and harmonizes into the scorching sun.

It seemed that the voice just now was just a fantasy.

"My lord, you are really good at predicting things! The queen really doesn't need us to intervene to solve it by herself." Hearing a series of voices and movements outside, Xuan Yi not only admired the queen, but also admired his own prince. .

The regent did not raise his head, and said indifferently: "The point is not to be lonely."

……

"Presumably she is now being forced to sweat profusely by the people, at a loss, and irritated in her heart. Normally, when a person is in the most difficult and desperate situation, if someone helps her in a timely manner, then, It will be engraved in her heart forever." Emperor Yan tapped his index knuckles on the table with a careless gesture.

"Your majesty is truly a man of genius. He understands things that the world doesn't know, and understands rituals that the world doesn't understand. Then who are you planning to send, Your Majesty, to be the charcoal in need?" The black-clothed guards did not forget to flatter.

Yan Tianhuang's thin lips curled into a happy smile, his knuckles thumped, and a small hole suddenly appeared on the table where they were struck.

"Of course, I will play in person, and be the one who gives charcoal in the snow."

(End of this chapter)