Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 11
In the early morning of the next day, the sky was bright, and white snow fell slowly, covering the ground with white snow. The servants in the palace cleaned it quietly with brooms, exhaled a breath of hot air, and immediately turned into white mist and drifted away.

When Han Lang noticed her coming out, he immediately stepped forward, "Prince."

Han Lang is a man who has just turned 16 years old. He has a clean background and has no father or mother.

Di Jiu nodded, flicked his cuffs, and walked away from Ziyang Palace steadily.

There was a lot of snow last night, and the servants in the palace were cleaning it together. Looking around, it was all white. She stepped on the snow deliberately, and the creaking sound was very crisp.

"The first prince's enthusiasm for the snow field makes this minister extremely admirable."

The sound of gurgling water sounded, and Di Jiu looked back.

Li Yuan was just half a meter away from her, dressed in a neat navy blue court dress, his black hair tied up, exposing his full forehead, which was radiant.

There was an ambiguous smile at the corners of her eyes, "Everyone, each other, our hall stepped on, and the national teacher listened. It's not tiring to work with a man and a man."

Li Yuan's face froze after being teased by her, and he returned to normal in an instant.

Di Jiu had already turned around and walked forward.

The two walked together on the snowy road, making rhythmic creaking sounds, smelling the cool breath of Baixue, a scent of plum blossoms came, and Di Jiu looked sideways, so it turned out that he was passing by the plum garden.

"Brother Emperor, Master National Teacher."

A deserted voice that was almost the same as Bai Xue's came from behind, Di Jiu didn't turn his head, but Li Yuan had to stop.

Di Xian'er was dressed in an exquisite pink palace dress, with gold hairpins and pearls on her head. She had a small face that was extremely iconic, a rare beauty, and a pair of clear eyes that were as gentle as water. She was looking at Li Yuan with a smile.

Li Yuan nodded politely, "Eldest Princess."

Di Jiu raised his eyebrows, but didn't reply.

"I didn't expect to meet the emperor's brother and the national teacher here. I just remembered that the national teacher moved to the opposite side of the emperor's brother."

Di Xian'er's voice is gentle, although she is only 13 years old, she already has a steady momentum.

"It's the emperor's holy will. The morning court is about to start, so go ahead." Li Yuan reminded Di Xian'er gently and politely.

The latter smiled lightly and walked forward.

Di Jiu walked in front of her silently, she couldn't tell how she felt about Di Xian'er.

In the previous life, their relationship was very good. Although they were not a mother, there was no estrangement. Whenever she needed Di Xian'er would be by her side, and she would tell her about her daughter's family, as if she was her mother. dear brother.

After much deliberation, it seems that there is no choice.

But when facing her appalling and disgusting corpse, Di Jiu couldn't help biting his teeth.

Are the feelings really good?

Is it really a good thing that he didn't even look at her after she died?
The 'brothers and sisters' of the past, now they look like they have ulterior motives.

Facing Di Jiu's indifferent attitude, suspicion flashed in Di Xian'er's eyes, and before entering the main hall, she still asked.

"Brother Huang is not in a good mood?" She asked tentatively.

Di Jiu was more than half a head taller than her, and cast a condescending glance at her, forcing himself to show a mild smile.

"Brother Huang just didn't sleep well and was a little irritable. Sister Huang, don't worry, Brother Huang is going to court." Di Jiu patted her on the shoulder and walked into the government hall.

Di Xian'er's eyes followed her closely, with a touch of inquiry, and then left the entrance of the hall.

"The emperor is here!" Yue Zaiting howled at the top of his voice.

The team of hundreds of officials headed by Li Yuan and Di Jiu both knelt and kowtowed.

"The ministers are waiting to see the emperor, long live my emperor."

The government hall is resplendent with gold and jade, the ground made of jade, the beams and pillars engraved with dragon patterns, the long carpet embroidered with gold thread, and the shining dragon chair.

All of them no longer show the extravagance of this building.

With steady steps, Di Hong walked up the steps step by step, dragging the heavy but gorgeous and majestic dragon robe, and sat firmly on the dragon chair.

"Everyone loves to be flat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)