Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 43 Let Xiyue Come
Chapter 43: Just let Xiyue come
Yuchiwei's heart skipped a beat, and his eyelids twitched.

Could it be that the rumors a few days ago are true, that Bei Chenyan really cares about Ling Xiyue?
Zhan Nantian also looked over, narrowing his old eyes slightly, he didn't expect Bei Chenyan to say that.

"His Royal Highness Li is joking." Bei Chenyan said so, and Yu Chiwei could only hold back his tone.

Otherwise, it's really impossible to have a detailed talk with this killing god, and he also knows that it is not wise to argue with Zhan Nantian on this occasion today, to fight to the death.

Forget it, the future is long!
"Okay, the two lovers will each give way." Bei Chenhao rounded up the situation and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter, we can discuss it later."

Envoys from all over the world are present, so it's not a joke for people to see that the two important ministers of Tianlin are so at odds?
"My minister complies with the order—"

Yu Chiwei came down the steps.

Chest tightness, shortness of breath, gloomy face, obviously very angry.

On the opposite side, the envoy of the head of Beiyi, a thin old man in a gray robe, was called Qiu Lao by the people around him. He smiled slightly when he saw the situation, raised the wine bottle in his hand, and offered a friendly glass to Yuchi Wei from the air, signaling him to calm down.

Yu Chiwei also appreciated it, forced a smile.

Zhan Nantian, Ling Xiyue, he won't just let it go!
Seeing her father being so aggrieved, Yu Chirong felt uncomfortable. Although she is in the back seat, she is just an empty shelf. The most important thing is that her every move is related to her son's future, and she cannot annoy the emperor just because she stands up for her nephew. .

"All the envoys have come from afar, I am very happy." Ignoring this small episode, the emperor smiled again, "Come here, give me some wine."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The ambassadors of all countries thank you.

At this time, Mr. Qiu stood up with a smile, "Thank you for your majesty's hospitality. This old man also brought a gift to your majesty. It's just a barren and meager land in Beiyi. There are no rare treasures. It's just an ordinary object. I hope your majesty will not despise it." .”

Bei Chenhao smiled and said, "You're welcome, thank the King of Beiyi for me."

Qiu Lao waved.

The two behind them hold a longbow.

It was a black bow more than four feet long, made of unknown material, with a simple and unpretentious appearance.

"I just saw the bow of the god king presented by His Highness the Crown Prince. It is really ingenious. I am ashamed, but I have made a fool of myself." Qiu Lao smiled gently on his wrinkled face, "However, this bow of this old man also has its incomparable features. "

"Oh?" Bei Chenhao became a little interested.

"This is a bow and arrow with spirituality. It is very moving." Qiu Lao's eyes were dark and he smiled, "When the old man left Beiyi, my king specifically ordered that Tianlin needs someone to pull this bow before sending him off, otherwise Then send it back the same way.”

Bei Chenhao narrowed his eyes slightly.

Beiyi's move was too obvious, and he wanted to frustrate Tianlin's spirit.

"What's so difficult about this." A general behind Yu Chiwei said, not paying attention at all, "It's just a broken bow, the general is worried, I accidentally used too much force and broke him. "

"Ha ha ha ha……"

There was a burst of echoing laughter all around.

Qiu Lao also laughed, "Then you might as well invite this general to try."

Chongwu looked at the emperor, gearing up, with an expression of eagerness to try.

Hussar General's Mansion has just suffered from such uselessness, and urgently needs to raise his eyebrows in front of everyone.

The emperor nodded and agreed.

Chongwu was ordered to attend, as Yuchiwei's number one favorite general, and also the number one fighter in Tianlin, Chongwu was naturally confident, the muscles on his powerful arms bulged, and they were thicker than the thighs of ordinary men.

"Please—" Mr. Qiu raised his hand.

Chongwu snorted, picked up the black bow, looked left and right, his eyes were quite disdainful, and then put his hand on the bowstring.

Take it easy and work hard.

"Squeak..."

The bowstring rang softly.

But he didn't move at all!
Yu Chiwei's eyes were straight, he knew Chongwu's strength the most.

Chongwu's heart beat faster, he laughed dryly, "It was just a warm-up."

After speaking, he took a deep breath, stepped his legs left and right, his body was fixed on the ground like a mountain, clasped the strings with his hands tightly, and exerted all his strength!
The black bow was still trembling sharply, but it was only slightly bent, and it was not completely pulled away.

"Strange."

"Is it made of stone?"

"It doesn't look like it, it's just an ordinary bow and arrow."

……

Discussions erupted among the seats.

"Creak creak..." The bowstring made a sound as if it was about to break, but it stubbornly refused to unfold it.

Chongwu held his breath, his face was really red, and the veins on his forehead bulged out. He struggled for a long time, finally let go and gave up, and knelt down with a red face, "Your Majesty, please forgive me for my incompetence."

What kind of bow is this?

He doesn't believe that someone can pull it away!

Bei Chenhao pursed his lips, and waved his hand to signal him to back down.

The queen winked at her son, signaling him not to act rashly, and he would not lose face to the prince.

Bei Chenjing gritted his teeth, wanting to relieve his father's worries and show off his strength as a prince, but he still knew how much he had. Even Chongwu was defeated, and he knew that his skill was definitely not enough.

"Your Majesty, I will try it."

Under Bei Chenjing's signal, his generals took the initiative to invite Ying.

"Sure." Bei Chenhao waved his hand, his face was not as bright as before.

Regrettably, not only Bei Chenjing's generals, but also several generals who asked for orders were defeated. Even Yu Chiwei didn't believe in evil.

He returned to his seat with a sullen face, his expression becoming more and more ugly.

"Your Majesty, it seems that this old man has to take this bow and arrow back to Beiyi." Qiu Lao stroked his beard with a bit of satisfaction in his eyes, "It's just that the old man has heard for a long time that there are many talents in the sky, but seeing him today, I can't believe it." But that's all."

Sigh, with a look of regret.

The implication is: it is only an ordinary longbow, and all the generals in Tianlin can't draw it.

The envoys from the other two countries whispered to each other, while the Beiyi envoys had already shown an unabashed sarcasm.

"Your Highness..." Jin Wei behind Bei Chenyan said, wanting to try, but he raised his hand to stop him.

Bei Chenyan knew that Jinwei couldn't pull away.

At this time, the white-clothed man in the Tianqi mission happened to look over, and his playful eyes met Bei Chenyan's, his handsome eyes were bottomless.

This trip was not in vain, he really wanted to see the rumored Prince Li, how much he weighed.

Although the relationship with the emperor is delicate, it can be said that they are not compatible, but as the prince of Tianlin, how could he watch a small Beiyi country be so arrogant and ride up to Tianlin?
Where is the majesty of the dynasty!

With dark eyes, Bei Chenyan got up.

"This Marquis is here to learn." Zhan Nantian waved his robe at this moment and got up.

His brows were raised coldly, and he was not angry and prestige.

With only an 'ordinary' bow and arrow, let King Li or the emperor do it himself, so what's the use of these courtiers?

How can the emperor tolerate such insults from a mere barbarian country!
"Of course, it's just that the old Hou Ye has a strong body, so I'm afraid you have to be careful." Qiu Lao reminded him kindly.

"Don't bother you." Zhan Nantian snorted heavily, overwhelmed by momentum.

Qiu Lao twitched the corners of his mouth coldly, and his eyes instantly darkened.

Zhan Nantian walked steadily and powerfully, with deep and dark eyes, and walked over step by step.

He made up his mind that even if the blood is spilled here today, he must protect the power of the celestial dynasty, and if he can't pull it, he must find a way to destroy the bow, so that it will never come back.

Zhan Nantian frowned and raised his hand.

Just when his hand was about to touch the black bow, a laugh sounded from the high platform, "Grandpa, how can I bother you to do it yourself for such a trivial matter." The laughter was crisp and clear, "Really, just let Xiyue come."

(End of this chapter)