MTL - Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry-Chapter 1115 Women disguised as men: The palms of the powerful ministers (116)
Chapter 1115 Women disguised as men: the palms of powerful ministers (116)
The white smoke in the palace soon rose, and the old woman changed into the high priest's costume, walked to the incense burner, raised the incense handle and stroked a few times, chanting words in her mouth.
Among those present, King Rui was originally invited, but he was not present due to illness.
This also followed Xiao Jingchen's will. Many of the people who chased Jiaoyang before were Xiao Beiheng's subordinates, lest Jiaoyang see it and bring back bad memories.
Xiao Jingchen frowned slightly, wearing a dragon robe on his body, just standing there, he already represented the most ambitious ambition and indomitable spirit of the entire Xiao Kingdom, supreme and responsive.
Jiaoyang, dressed in a lavender dress dragging the ground, with long hair flowing down, stood beside Xiao Jingchen, holding hands by him, as a treasure, as beautiful as a picture scroll.
In the harem, only this concubine Zhang Gui has the most sacred heart, and she alone holds the holy favor. This is not a secret in the harem of the previous dynasty.
Because of illness, today is the first time in the harem of the first person in the harem that has never been seen before or since. Many people are curious in their hearts, but they don't dare to raise their eyes to look at the beauty's face, and they are not afraid of breaking the rules.
嫪毐 looked at this scene through the white smoke, looking at her who was standing beside the emperor with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, she looked well-behaved and sensible.
She is mentally strong. He told her to forget about that day, and she really forgot about it, and now she has no flaws.
This is of course a good thing, otherwise he would still be worried that what happened to her would be discovered by the emperor and implicate him. Now it seems that his worries are unnecessary.
嫪毐 walked over with the incense in his hand. Across the thick smoke and only a few feet away, he still couldn't see the expression on her face.
嫪毐 didn't think much, suddenly lowered her hand, took one of Jiaoyang's hands, and led her towards the depths of the thick smoke.
Jiaoyang was initially stunned by his actions, but quickly recovered. He held her hand and followed his steps, stepping into the thick smoke one after the other.
This feeling is very strange, as if he took the initiative to come to her, hold her hand, and bring her from the emperor to himself.
嫪毐 frowned: He shouldn't think about it anymore.
squinted his eyes, walked halfway, and held her hand like a hot potato, half of his strength loosened.
Jiaoyang looked at the back not far in front of him, keenly aware of his displeasure. Feeling inexplicable: isn't it what he wants to lead?
The emperor was startled when he saw his empty hand, and his heart seemed to be empty.
Turning his eyes to the two figures in the smoke, he always felt that the atmosphere was subtle, and his heart was a little unhappy: He is a foreigner, what is he doing so close to his wife? No measure.
Feeling that he seems to be narrow-minded, he tried his best to hide it: Aoi is doing things for him, and in front of him, what can there be?
But soon he became unhappy again: I want him to cooperate casually to do a ritual, to pass the scene, do I have to make it so intimate? !
Xiao Jingchen's brows became deeper and deeper, his eyes were always biting on the two people in the thick smoke, but he never let go.
Until Aoyang took Jiaoyang's hand, gave her a bunch of incense in her hand, released it, and took her to worship the gods and Buddhas together. When his hands were released, Xiao Jingchen, who had been staring at them all the time, looked better.
At this moment, the **** and Buddha in front of him flashed a white light, and the incense in the incense burner emitted wisps of white smoke.
(end of this chapter)
