Cold king's poisonous spoiled concubine

"When the high priest called me, my father should know. You'd better be calm these days and don't annoy the woman." Lan Mingzheng's tone was more solemn.

The first time I saw the high priest remind myself that although the LAN family is a national army, it is within the jurisdiction of the emperor, and outsiders are also called childe and miss.

"Just listen to your eldest brother. Don't go out. You can recover from the injury." Mrs. LAN looked at her son with a distressed face.

"I know, mother." that's what he said, but LAN Mingyu still has a grudge in his heart and has always remembered Shen Zhuohua and Hai Mingzhu in his mind.

Lanming is helplessly helping his forehead. He knows what his brother is. Suo Jue sends someone to look at her.

In the study.

"Father, you call me?" Lanming is looking at his father in front of him, looking at him respectfully.

"You have received the news from Tingting recently?" Lan Yuhe put down his pen and looked at him coldly.

"No, my son's minister has sent a message by flying pigeons. I believe there will be news soon." Lan Ming is also distressed and tight to the girl.

"Well, the LAN family has only one girl from generation to generation. Only such a child can marry the royal family and become the mother of a country."

LAN Yuhe also nodded, and then something sounded, "how about Mingyu? What's the matter with the high priest asking you to go?"

"Just beat the child. Mingyu won't annoy the woman who beat him today." Lan Mingzheng is also curious. Why are you afraid?

"Hum, that child will only cause trouble. If he had half of you, he would not end up today." Lan Yuhe snorted coldly and looked unhappy.

"The child will let people look at her." Lan Mingzheng also hurried to understand his mind.

The next day.

Shen Zhuohua and Fu Pingyan got up together and saw muying coming back with a route map in his hand. "Master, this is the map to nihilism mountain, but there are heavy troops there, and our people haven't arrived yet."

"How long will it take?" Shen Zhuohua ignored this.

"It will arrive in the future." wood eagle is also honest.

"The day after tomorrow?" Shen Zhuohua's eyes drooped. "They say that nihilism mountain is very cold, but the climate here is very hot. Don't you think it's strange, Pingyan?" Shen Zhuohua looked at him suspiciously.

"I sent someone to check. The terrain there is very strange. There will be snow all year round. It is said that there is a millennium ginseng king there. Many people will collect it, but no one has ever seen it."

Fu Pingyan responded faintly and took her in his arms.

"My subordinates asked with the proverb Dan. They seem to be very resistant to this nihilistic mountain and don't want to mention it. I used some means to ask. They all said that the mountain god was angry, so no one dared to go."

Wood Eagle also feels very strange. How could this happen?

"I'm afraid there are other problems here. Don't move these days. I'm asking about nihilism mountain." Shen Zhuohua said uneasily.

"OK, it's up to you." Fu Pingyan hugged her shoulder and looked at him spoiled.

"Don't make trouble." Shen Zhuohua's eyes were also yours. He said angrily and looked at the Wooden Eagle. The latter hurried out.

This is——

Hearing a loud noise downstairs, Shen Zhuohua and Fu Pingyan stood at the window and looked at the people walking towards a place, and the girls were happy one by one.

"What's going on?" Fu Pingyan was stunned.

"Today is the day to select saints. It is said that you can become the people around the queen. You have paid attention to it in Kyoto these years?" Shen Zhuohua frowned and thought it was really strange. He didn't pay attention to it. He always thought it was very strange.

"There are women in the LAN family army. They will remember them clearly and become a new killer to confuse the ministers in the court, so as to kill people. Every time they complete a task, they will die of poisoning."

Fu Pingyan had heard his father mention it before. He didn't believe it at that time. Now it seems to be true. Are these people crazy?

"Go and have a look." Shen Zhuohua's eyes sank and asked coldly.

"OK." Fu Pingyan never objected to her opinion and said faintly.

On the street.

Haimingzhu and Shen Zhuohua followed the crowd and looked at the stage in front of them. There was a circle around them. There was a man sitting inside, wearing a Taoist robe, a mask on his face and a dust brush in his hand.

Shen Zhuohua felt familiar, but he couldn't remember seeing it there. His eyes were also fixed on the eyes under the mask. When they looked at each other, it was obvious that the high priest was hiding.

"It's said that two saints are selected this time, and I don't know if it's true." one of the girls said.

"I've also heard that the high priest is so wise and powerful. I think it's worth it if I can see one side. I don't care whether it's a saint or not." another girl still looked at the high priest in front of her.

Shen Zhuohua and Hai Mingzhu also frowned. "I think their hands are not young. How can they be wise and powerful?" Hai Mingzhu whispered.

"I don't know. I'll know later." Shen Zhuohua was also confused. How could this happen?

At this time——

The gong on the stage was knocked heavily, and the people around immediately stopped and looked at the high priest in front of them.

He saw a woman walking beside the high priest, wearing different clothes and holding a box in her hand, standing beside the high priest.

"Is she?" Hai Mingzhu was stunned and looked surprised.

"Do you know?" Qian Boyuan was suspicious.

"My cousin, Zhou Li." Hai Mingzhu's eyes are cold and disgusting.

"Why do you hate her so much?" Shen Zhuohua was surprised. Shouldn't he be closer?

A group of people on the stage were dancing back and forth with masks on their faces, as if they were doing a prelude, and held a ceremony.

"She was born to my uncle's first wife. Later, she died. My aunt married to the Zhou family and became my first mother. At that time, he was also seven years old. Naturally, he would not be close to my aunt, and so would I."

Hai Mingzhu said that the disgust of the eyes was stronger.

"So it is." Shen Zhuohua naturally understood where her disgust came from.

At this time, the dance on the stage suddenly stopped, and Zhou Li came out step by step with a box in his hand, with two butterflies lying inside.

They are slowly dancing their wings and flying over the people.

"Hmm? It doesn't taste right."