The Autobiography of Cinnamon

Chapter 217 The Mediocre Princess 69
The carriage in front of him approached slowly, as if he saw the military camp stationed at the border, and did not speed up his pace.Lazy pace, flags scattered all over the place, but on the surprisingly large carriage in the center, the logo of the Great Fayi Temple is in the most conspicuous position of the carriage.

King Shajura frowned, and walked forward with his head held high. It is the traditional practice for all countries to welcome Dafayi envoys in person. The Dafayi Temple is the place of faith for all empires, and King Shaguola walked a hundred steps in person. Going forward, it is even more important to show respect and welcome to the Holy Envoy of Fayi.

"The Silver Blue Empire welcomes the Holy Envoy!" King Sajura bowed down, the team stopped slowly, and a man in a black robe who was following the carriage quickly stepped forward and took the golden cup from King Sajura's hand , walked towards the carriage.

"Excuse me!" Immediately afterwards, the man turned around and said loudly, and then King Shajuluo stood up slowly.There was no intention of meeting each other in the carriage in front of him, and this kind of treatment made Shajiluo Wang a little embarrassed.

"The holy envoy has worked hard all the way, and I prepared thin wine to wash away the dust for the holy envoy." King Shajuluo's complexion darkened, and he said respectfully. Now that he has just taken power, he naturally cannot offend the people of Dafayi Temple.

King Shajiluo paid homage again, with a respectful expression, even the black-robed man beside the carriage, who seemed to be the bodyguard of the holy envoy, was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, a sound came from the carriage, like round jade beads rolling down, or like a copper bell blowing over the corner eaves of a temple. Even the steep east wind became warm and moist in an instant.

"Lord Luo, you are too polite. The Holy King just remembers the old relationship between the great emperor and him, so he sent me here to pay tribute to the deceased princess. King Luo does not need to treat each other with state courtesy."

After hearing the sound, all the people behind King Shajuluo raised their heads one after another, longing to see the true face of the man in the carriage. They heard that the six holy envoys under the seat of the holy king are all famous beautiful men, just like heaven and man.

However, the man's words were very decisive. He just came to see the former princess, and it was not like having acquaintance with King Shajiluo. I am afraid that only the envoy of Dafayi Temple dared to say such a tone.

Sure enough, King Shajira's eyes darkened, his complexion turned pale, and all the officials behind him couldn't help sweating, but what the man said next made Shaji a little relieved.

"However, I have no choice but to be respectful and resigned to King Shajuluo's gracious invitation." As soon as the words came out, everyone in the venue heaved a sigh of relief.

A neat row of troops led the way ahead, and the guards around the carriage seemed to be affected by this group of soldiers with serious expressions and consistent steps. King Jiluo's troops.

From the border to the palace of the Yinlan Empire, the carriage of the holy envoy has not yet entered the streets of the imperial capital, and the two sides are already full of citizens who came to greet them. The middle-aged man had no intention of showing his face at all, even if he promised King Shajiluo to drink a glass of thin wine, he just sent guards to deliver the food to the carriage.

King Shakaluo rode a griffin and led the way in front of the carriage himself, but his expression was faintly gloomy, and beside his ears were the welcoming crowd on both sides, cheering continuously, as if trying to attract the man in the carriage to come out. Come on.

"The princess died suddenly, the throne was usurped, the sky is not wrong, I am ashamed of the emperor!" Suddenly, a high-pitched shout came from the crowd, and the voice became louder and louder, and it had already reached the center of the street. in the ear.

His face froze for a moment, and he looked to the side of the road. A man in a black robe was repeating his previous words with two tablets on his head. Two soldiers had already stepped forward quickly.

"The princess died suddenly, and the throne was usurped..."

"God is unfair!"

In the carriage, the hand holding the exquisite porcelain cup paused, as if he had heard the noise outside the carriage. Suddenly, the man's shout was blocked again, and the two soldiers quickly dragged him out of the crowd .

"King, do you want to investigate who is behind the scenes?" A guard quickly walked up to King Shajiluo and asked in a low voice.

"No, just execute him directly." King Shajuluo said coldly, and the visitor went out in response and disappeared behind the crowd.

The procession continued to move forward, perhaps without stopping at all. After such a brief interlude, there was no mistake on the way to the palace.

"Holy envoy, I have specially prepared a palace for you..."

"King Luo should take me to see the princess's body first, so that I can return to the Holy King." The door of the carriage opened slowly, revealing a corner of the robe like snow, and then stepped out of the carriage, King Luo raised his head. Only then did they realize that the man was very tall, almost as tall as him. He wore a white robe without any decoration, but it was as light and docile as snow on the man.

Surprise flashed in everyone's eyes, such a face is indeed rare in the world, even in the entire Yinlan Empire, I am afraid that such a handsome man will not be found.

"Look, that's the legendary envoy." The maids in the distance said in low voices, the blush on their faces expressed the excitement in their hearts, "I've never seen such a handsome person."

"That's right. I thought that Young Master Gong was the most handsome man in the world. Now that I saw the holy envoy, his aura is like the snow lotus on the mountain that day." Another maid stared at the carriage in the distance with an obsessive expression on her face. The man who walked out.

"Yes, please ask the envoy to follow me." King Shajuluo was taken aback for a moment, but he had no choice but to answer, turned and walked to the side.

Half an hour later, the man in white had already arrived at the most solemn place in the palace. In the sacrificial temple, the fireworks wafted a heavy woody fragrance. Following the footsteps of King Shaguola, the man in white had already walked to a transparent crystal coffin in front of him.

The woman in the coffin had a serene expression, a crane crown and a diamond robe, and her fair cheeks did not differ from the description. The man walked slowly around the coffin for a week, no sadness or joy could be seen in his calm eyes, and finally walked to the crystal coffin. With a sudden force, the coffin lid was pushed open.

"Holy envoy!" Everyone was stunned, and King Shajuluo's surprised voice had already come out, but the man in white had an intoxicating magic power.

With a wave of his hand, he stops those who want to step forward after retreating.Lowering his head and slowly approaching the person in the coffin, King Shaguela's heart slowly lifted, his clenched fists were faintly visible in black smoke, as if he was waiting for something.

The man in white lowered his head, but slowly pressed a kiss on the lips of the woman in the coffin. For a moment, the people present froze in place, but the shock in their hearts sounded like a drum beating.

kiss?The angel's kiss?What an honor this is. This is an honor that all the kings of the empire have never enjoyed. However, the envoy of the Dafayi Temple gave this honor to an unknown princess who has no credit.For a moment, even King Shajuluo was stunned, and the man in white had already closed the coffin, as if the previous scene had never happened.

"Thank you, Holy Envoy, for giving me the great honor of the Yinlan Empire." King Shaguluo immediately reacted, kneeling on the ground in a message, even though this honor was given to a princess who had passed away, but For the Yinlan Empire, this is undoubtedly great news. Since then, the status of the Yinlan Empire cannot be compared with other empires, and the agreement between the holy envoy and the Yinlan Empire has undoubtedly become a good story in all empires.

Whether envious, jealous, or unwilling, the signing of the six holy envoys is the long-awaited hope of all who have tried, although everyone present understands that such a signing is only an honor to the dead princess.

"You are welcome, King Luo. This is the arrangement of the Holy Monarch. I only made the contract with the deceased Princess Rongling, but the matter of the Yinlan Empire is also related to one or two things."

"Thank you, Holy Messenger!" The tense heart of King Shajuluo was replaced by joy, and the original dissatisfaction with the man in white in front of him completely disappeared with the sudden movement of the man. The Blue Empire, and at this moment, he is the ruler of the Silver Blue Empire.

This sudden joy made him ignore the doubts hidden in the eyes of the man in white in front of him, and immediately invited the envoy to the palace to host a banquet.

The palace prepared for the holy envoy is naturally the highest level in the royal palace. In order to welcome the holy envoy, all the utensils in this palace were replaced with treasures. Needless to say, there are countless rare treasures.

"Holy envoy?" With a soft call, the man in white clothes stood in the corner of the palace in front of him, looking up at the round moon in the sky, when someone behind him called softly, it was the person beside the carriage.

"Did the envoy gain something today?" The visitor asked respectfully, but his expression was affirmative. Naturally, if he hadn't discovered something, the envoy wouldn't be here alone looking up at the starry sky.

"Princess is a blessed person. Can the number of contracts be counted?" The man in white suddenly asked, and the man behind him bowed.

"Everything is according to fate, it seems that Princess Rongling is a blessed person." The man interjected, and the two were almost talking in riddles, the meaning of which was probably only understood by the two people who were talking.

The dinner that was carefully prepared by King Sagara was rejected by the man saying that he was tired. However, the envoy was so willful, and he was so willful that no one could refuse.

Early the next morning, the carriage was already waiting at the gate of the palace. The banquet was over, and the envoy had already stated that he would leave tomorrow, so no one dared to stop him.

"Since the mission of the Holy Monarch has been completed, I will leave the envoy." The man smiled, and this smile simply charmed everyone, as if the envoy should be so casual.

The carriage gradually walked out of the end of the palace, and welcomed them all the way to the end of the imperial capital.

"Where does the envoy want to go?" The man next to the carriage asked in a low voice as the team was still scattered, but the speed did not slow down.

"Wu Puguo." A lazy voice came from inside the carriage, as if he hadn't woken up. Hearing this, the visitor retreated silently and whispered something to the person beside him. Suddenly, the guards seemed to change. The carriage It soared into the sky and flew towards the south.

(End of this chapter)