Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

The Palace Lane is long, and the snow is all over the sky.

Sixteen palace maids walked in front with palace lanterns in their hands. The bright yellow and slender figure was on the dragon chase. They looked at the front with light eyes. A beautiful face also grabbed people's soul in the dark night.

On the side of long Chui, the masked girl stared at Chen Zhaoyi in front with a cool color, leaned over the emperor one by one, and didn't know what to say, so she went towards Chen Zhaoyi.

Chen Zhaoyi was so happy that she knelt to the ground and said angrily, "I have seen the emperor."

For a long time, the person in the distance didn't let her get up, but her eyes followed the girl wearing the mask and looked at it from a distance. It was the emperor's temperament.

Just now, Chen Zhaoyi doesn't know what to do.

Yunxi walked to Chen Zhaoyi's side and said, "madam, it's heavy at night. Why don't you go back to the palace?"

Chen Zhaoyi twisted her eyebrows and polished her white teeth: "did the emperor ask you to help the palace up?"

She knelt on the ground, but Yunxi looked down at her. Naturally, Chen Zhaoyi was not happy. She just glanced at the palace lantern in Yunxi's hand and wanted to get up, but Yunxi didn't reach out to help her.

The cold voice came out of her mouth: "the emperor was bolder before he let the empress get up."

Chen Zhaoyi turned pale and quickly knelt down to stabilize her body: "it's my concubine who lost her instrument."

However, the handsome man with bright yellow figure still didn't devote his eyes to her. Instead, he looked at the collapsed people in the snow. He was stopped in a blue dress, and some blood beads seeped out of his clothes. It was terrible against the moonlight.

Chen Zhaoyi was palpitating and said again, "because she didn't know etiquette, my concubine moved her hand. I hope the emperor won't blame my concubine."

Hearing this, Yunxi glanced at Chen Zhaoyi. There was no wave in the face under the mask. Instead, he took a light step on the side of the Blue Phoenix.

The palace lantern was put into the snow, reflecting the Blue Phoenix's face and the yellow light. Yunxi asked, "do you remember when you were beaten last time?"

The painting Lanfeng raised her eyes and condensed Yunxi's eyes. She just said with a bitter smile, "General Li Nong pinched the palace in the school field of the painting house."

Yunxi asked, "what will happen to him?"

Painting Lanfeng wrung her eyebrows, or didn't understand why Yunxi asked her. He just said gently: "he was killed by general Huaxi and implicated dozens of painters and was executed."

Under the mask, the Obsidian eyes flickered with ups and downs.

Yunxi asked, "do you think it's your fault or Chen Zhaoyi's fault today?"

Hearing Yunxi's question, Chen Zhaoyi was happy. She thought she was just a maid on the emperor's side. She wanted to punish Hua Lanfeng, so she arrogantly smiled and said, "I went out of the cold palace in the middle of the night and my clothes were untidy. If you admit your mistake, the Emperor will surely leave you a whole body."

Blue Phoenix hung her eyes and leaned down on the ground without sadness and joy: "it's not Chen Zhaoyi's fault."

She is still warm and gentle. Even if she knows her past and knows everything about her, Yunxi still can't see through what Lanfeng thinks in her heart.

Yunxi lifted the palace lantern and stood in the snow overlooking the painting Lanfeng: "do you admit your mistake?"

"Yes."

Yunxi sneered: "you never admit your mistakes."

Blue Phoenix leaned over but said nothing.

Yunxi glanced at the palace lantern. The breeze in the palm of his hand whirled in it. The candle in the palace lantern suddenly went out, turned to the direction of the dragon, and leaned over and said, "what would you do if you?"

Feng Mou swept to the palace lantern and said, "Gu Shengyan."

The internal supervisor in front of long Chui took the broken palace lantern from Yunxi and asked, "the emperor ordered."

The emperor stared at Chen Zhaoyi and said faintly, "who is she?"

With this inquiry, Chen Zhaoyi immediately turned pale and returned loudly: "emperor, my concubine is yu'er. How can the emperor forget the Zhaoyi you personally awarded?"

After Ning Xiluo slightly scanned the front and painted Lanfeng's bent and kneeling appearance, Gu Shengyan took the bright yellow fox cloak from the hand of the palace maid and put it on Lanfeng's body.

But the painting Lanfeng still knelt there, motionless, and didn't turn his eyes to the person who drove the dragon.

Chen Zhaoyi looked at this, but her face turned pale: "emperor, it is a gift for her to rebel against the country and not kill. Now why does the emperor want to keep her alive? How can the emperor's Fox Phi be given to a sinner?"

This seems to have worked. Chen Zhaoyi sees that the people above long Chui condense her for a moment. Instead, Gu Shengyan comes forward and gives Chen Zhaoyi a soup woman.

Chen Zhaoyi was delighted again: "thank the emperor."

Gu Shengyan stood to Chen Zhaoyi's side and only whispered, "the Emperor didn't like to kill the princess just after her birthday yesterday. If Chen Zhaoyi understood what the slave said, he would hurry back to the palace. It's heavy in the late night, so don't annoy the emperor here."

Chen Zhaoyi frowned and looked up at Gu Shengyan, but said in a low voice, "what do you mean, the little eunuch, that the emperor won't avenge the injustice for the palace today? Won't the Blue Phoenix be killed?"

Gu Shengyan was stunned. Instead, his frowned eyes stretched out here. He bent over Chen Zhaoyi slightly: "empress Zhaoyi is very eloquent. I'll tell the emperor now."

On the ground, the whip was pierced by a sleeve arrow, but it was still usable.

Gu Shengyan pulled out the sleeve arrow, then held a whip in front of the dragon and whispered, "Chen Zhaoyi wants the emperor to kill the imperial concubine here to show the emperor's favor."

Feng Mou was faint, but glanced at the masked man on his side again: "what about you, who do you want to die?"

Yunxi nodded and looked at him, but smiled: "it's all up to the emperor."

Looking from a distance, Chen Zhaoyi was cold in her heart, although her every move was not intimate. She had never seen the palace maid on the emperor's side, but she didn't know why the emperor asked her so.

——"Who do you want to die?"

Is this what the emperor asked a maid?

Who knows the crime of painting Lanfeng? A sinner who betrayed the painter army and a sinner who betrayed Xizhou. How can he stay? In the past few years, the emperor chose concubines by painting Blue Phoenix. Who knows who doesn't know? How many people hate her in the harem!

Today, if the emperor killed Hua Lanfeng for her, can it prove that the emperor cares about her? Even if there is no need to fight for the favor in the harem, she will certainly prevail! Only she is very different from the beauty of painting Lanfeng. There is no similarity. Only she is the one that the emperor wants to be included in the harem. She is different from anyone!

Just thinking of this, Chen Zhaoyi was delighted and looked forward to the dragon.

Not surprisingly, the emperor stepped out of the dragon and was reflected in bright yellow into the snow night, and the slender shadow was getting closer and closer to the ground. Chen Zhaoyi was filled with trembling and joy, waiting quietly for the sound of stepping on the snow to get closer and closer.

Gu Shengyan, the internal supervisor, followed the emperor, still holding a whip and getting closer and closer.

The Dragon boots stopped in front of Chen Zhaoyi, and then stopped. Ning Xiluo whispered, "look up and let me see."