Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 17
Di Jiu didn't have that deep affection for the empress mother, she was fine as a child, but as time passed, when she gradually understood the truth of survival, she felt a bit of resentment in her heart.

But living is not so easy, especially in this seemingly glorious, but actually dark and bloody palace, living is even more difficult.

She can understand what the queen mother did, but she cannot forgive it.

The former Emperor Jiu imagined that if she was an upright daughter, then she would not need to be so tired, and would not need to rack her brains every day to think about how to deal with the people in the entire imperial city, would she be free from worries? Live her princess life carefree?
In fact, even if she is not a prince, she can't be carefree alone. How can there be such a pure life in the royal family?

Emperor Jiu stood on the top of the palace, looking down at the entire imperial city, the white snow that stretched for thousands of miles was somewhat cold, but cold and real.

Hatred arose in his heart, like a raging fire, burning Di Jiu's heart twisted.

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In the main hall, the empress's birthday banquet is really grand. Almost all the officials in the capital came and sent blessings and congratulations to the empress one after another. Empress Qin always sat there with a faint smile, quite the demeanor of mothering the world.

Just as the hall was bustling with activity, a woman in luxurious robes and elegant demeanor descended from the sky and slowly walked into the main hall.

Then she bowed to the emperor again, "Xuanying pays homage to the emperor, long live the emperor, may the empress be as blessed as the East Sea, and live longer than Nanshan."

With a wave of Di Hong's hand, his majesty was fully displayed: "Pingshen!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xuanying's eyes were light, with a feeling of superiority.

After she got up, all the officials in the temple also bowed down to salute: "I have seen the saint."

Xuanying smiled, and a stream of light flashed in her eyes: "Everyone, be polite, my little girl doesn't dare, so get up."

But her gaze swept to Li Yuan who was sitting there motionless, and a softness flashed across her plain eyes.

"Xuanying has met the national teacher."

Li Yuan's temperament has always been dull, he nodded slightly, which is considered to be seen.

The status of the saint is used to negotiate and communicate with the gods, and she is also a person who wants to pray for the emperor and go out with the soldiers. The saints in the past have been respected by the people.

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Xuanying just smiled and sat down.

"The eldest prince is here!" the eunuch shouted.

Before they could see anyone, all the officials stood up to welcome him: "I'm waiting to see the First Prince."

After the words were finished, Di Jiu's figure walked in unhurriedly. Her face did not show the slightest smile, just like the flying snow outside the palace, making people want to hide away in an unpredictable and frightening way.

She walked into the hall, her sharp eyebrows and eyes made people dare not despise her, and she lifted her robe and knelt down: "My son pays homage to my father and mother, I wish my mother a beautiful Penglai pine and cypress branches, the abbot is full of blooming hibiscus, Mount Tai is not old and young, and Fuhai is infinitely old Suijian."

Empress Qin was provoked by this congratulatory speech and smiled, "My son has a heart, get up quickly."

"Thank you mother."

Di Jiu got up and glanced at everyone: "There is no need to be polite."

"Thank you, First Prince."

As soon as she was seated, she smelled a fresh fragrance. Sitting next to her was Di Yan, the son of the current imperial concubine. Di Yan and Di Yushu were brothers and sisters of the same mother.

Di Yan smiled lightly, but couldn't hide his gentleness: "Brother Huang is here."

Di Jiu also showed a smile, not as fierce as before, "Well, is your mother and concubine in good health?"

"Brother Lao is worried, the mother and concubine are in good health."

The concubine's body has always been weak and she rarely goes out, but no one dares to do anything to her because she has a son and a daughter by her side.

While talking, Di Jiu and Xuanying's eyes met, and they looked at each other across the air, and a dead air from the abyss of hell suddenly struck.

Di Jiu's eyes fluttered, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more treacherous.

Xuanying!

(End of this chapter)