The genius doctor is all over the city, the emperor is very fond of the little poisonous concubine

Chapter 830 The Power of the Holy Lord
Chapter 830 The Power of the Holy Lord
She first removed Feng Wuyou from the holy cauldron and placed it on a soft table.

His face was still white and almost transparent, with no trace of blood visible, his eyes were closed, as if he hadn't breathed.

"Wuyou, you are cultivating here these days." Feng Yunyao brought a cup of fine nectar liquid, and dipped it on Feng Wuyou's chapped lips.

Afterwards, she helped Feng Wuyou up, injected spiritual power from his back, opened up all the meridians for him, and first cleared the blocked blood.

Di Jiushang repaired his internal organs and gave him a lot of panacea. The body was not damaged much, so it was easier to treat.

After Feng Yunyao's diagnosis and treatment, he set up a barrier to protect Feng Wuyou, and summoned the Qilin and Gu Jiaolong three-eyed civet to come here to accompany him. These three have been practicing in the cemetery, and have improved a lot , even the three-eyed civet can speak human language, maybe it can transform into a human form in time.

"Cultivate well here, don't drag the master back." Xiaobai patted Huo Qilin's shoulder with his paw, and felt that this kid seemed to have grown a lot taller. He used to look like three or four years old, but now he is six or seven Years old.

Huo Qilin frowned, and pouted his chubby mouth slightly, "Why don't you stay, Xiaobai? Look at us, who else can you beat except the three-eyed civet."

"I don't need force. I'm a counselor for my master. There's no way you can't be smarter than my master." Xiaobai pinched his waist with his claws, very airy.

"Don't put gold on your face, you are obviously too lazy." Fire Qilin gave Xiaobai an angry look, expressing its shameful behavior.

Feng Yunyao ignored the fight between the little beasts, picked up the crystal box under a peach tree, opened the box and took out the little witch spirit inside and put it next to Feng Wuyou's pillow.

"You two are recuperating here obediently, and I will visit you from time to time." Feng Yunyao covered Feng Wuyou with a quilt and explained some more before leaving the cemetery.

After leaving the cemetery, it was getting late, Yuexi hadn't come back yet, and it was about to go to court, the high priest had no choice but to come and beg Feng Yunyao to go to court on his behalf.

It is the first time that the Lord has been absent from work for 1 years. Fortunately, there is still the Young Lord, which just allows the Young Lord to get to know the court early. After all, she will take over the position of the Holy Lord sooner or later.

Feng Yunyao wore the crown prince's costume that had already been prepared for her. The black dress was embroidered with golden dragons, and the skirt dragged to the floor. She was wearing a golden crown. Looking at the glittering gold, it added a lot of majesty to people.

"As expected of our Young Sovereign, this dress was born for you." The High Priest said with great satisfaction. After His Majesty abdicated, the Young Sovereign wore the Dragon Robe of the Holy Lord. His posture must be unparalleled in the world, no one else The youth that can suppress their young monarch is peerless.

The previous dynasty was the largest palace in the sanctuary, when Feng Yunyao arrived, all the ministers were already waiting in the hall.

When they saw that it was Feng Yunyao, not the Holy Master, they were all surprised. However, they all knew that this young monarch was a rare genius who was astounded as a celestial being. His cultivation has increased hundreds of times, and he came out of the deep valley of Qiankun safe and sound. How many people in the entire three domains can compare.

Feng Yunyao sat on the chair beside the dragon chair. This chair was specially prepared for her by the high priest, because she is not yet the Holy Lord, so she cannot sit on the dragon chair.

After she sat down, all the ministers paid homage to Feng Yunyao.

"Stay flat." Feng Yunyao put both hands on the handles of the chair casually, and looked at the group of officials below with an indifferent expression.

The sanctuary is relatively democratic. Ministers who come to court have their own exclusive chairs. Next to the chairs is a coffee table with melons, fruits and tea on it. When you have nothing to do, you can sit down, drink tea and eat fruits, and stand up to report when you have something to do.

"Young Monarch, may I ask Your Majesty why she didn't come to the late court?" a minister asked bravely.

Everyone knew that the succession to the position of the Holy Master was a final matter, and they were unwilling to offend rashly. Only the speaker came out at this time.

"My mother can't come to the evening court due to something, and I will take her place today. If you have something to say, you can talk to me. If I can't solve it, I will tell my mother when she comes back." Feng Yunyao straightened her sleeves, Said without haste.

The high priest sitting below her heard her words and couldn't help reminding in a low voice, "Young Monarch, you should call yourself the Monarch, and you can't call the Holy Master your mother, but your empress."

Feng Yunyao touched her nose helplessly, cleared her throat and said, "Do you have anything to report, if not, I will announce my resignation."

As soon as she said this, the people below were in an uproar. Why did they retreat after they started to go up? Did they talk?

A minister hurriedly stood up, saluted Feng Yunyao, and said: "Young Monarch, I have something important to report."

"This is the Prime Minister, very annoying. He often annoys Your Majesty with trivial matters. If the Young Sovereign doesn't want to talk about it, he can just say a few perfunctory words." The high priest muttered in a low voice.

Feng Yunyao slightly bent her lower lip, and nodded to the right minister, "Right minister, please tell me."

"Young Monarch is now an adult and has reached the age of discussing relatives. I suggest that the Young Monarch accept a husband and give birth to a suitable heir for our sanctuary as soon as possible. I have two grandchildren who are about the same age as the Young Monarch. I can call them Come here for the Young Sovereign to choose, if the Young Sovereign takes a fancy to both of them, he is also willing to accept the old officials together, although the Young Sovereign is a daughter, but as the future Holy Lord, it is common sense to accept the emperor's husband."

Before he finished speaking, someone jumped out, "Your Honor, how can the Young Monarch's wife choose only your two grandchildren? You should let all the noble children who are not yet married and suitable to run for the election, and let the Young Monarch choose carefully." .”

"This is City Lord Liu. The city he manages is next to the imperial capital. Usually most of them live in the imperial capital, so the tide will come over sooner or later." The high priest continued to talk to Feng Yunyao about science.

After Liu Chengzhu finished speaking, he cupped his hands towards Feng Yunyao and said: "Young Monarch, I have a son who is not much older than you. He is handsome and handsome in a jade tree facing the wind. He and I are just like the same model. I think he is very suitable for you. .”

Feng Yunyao looked at City Lord Liu's big dark face, the corners of her lips twitched slightly, this look did not match handsome and unrestrained at all.

Afterwards, a few people who had sons and grandchildren came out and introduced themselves, and those who didn't introduced their relatives or friends' children. In short, a good court became a blind date scene.

Feng Yunyao's eardrums hurt from the noise, she slapped the table with her palm, and said angrily: "Stop, I already have a fiancé, so don't mention your husband again."

As soon as she said this, there was a moment of silence.

"Young Monarch, when did you have a husband, dare to ask who is this husband?" The right minister asked unwillingly.

"Underworld."

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(End of this chapter)