Xia Ji stood hesitantly in front of the Huaqing Palace gate, raising his hand to knock on the door, but after thinking about it, he pushed it open.

The door suddenly opened.

moment.

The sounds of countless mechanisms sounded at the same time, with a terrifying momentum.

In the darkness, many crossbows with cold light flashed all turned to face the front of the gate.

Xiao Yuanwu, wearing a wide nightgown, had turned over at some point, and her calves were half exposed and half hidden. She stepped on the cold stone barefoot on the surface of the cold stone, and her nails were covered with flower oil.

His eyes were gentle, and his thin hand held a broken red crossbow and raised his hand to face the door.

The light shone outside the door, which was a little dazzling.

Xia Ji's eyes swept, and at this moment, he felt at least thousands of crossbows aiming at him, as if the Huaqing Palace had been transformed into a fortress by his fiancée.

Very capable.

He reminded lightly: "It's me."

Needless to say, Xiao Yuanwu already knew the person coming. If she was on weekdays, she wouldn't be so nervous. Now she is a little bit silly.

She said "Oh" and quickly threw the broken red crossbow backhand back to the bed, while also pounced back into the quilt like a cat.

The murderous aura of thousands of bows and crossbows also disappeared instantly.

The little lady lay on her back, covered her quilt, and muttered, "Xia Ji, it's really rude that you don't knock on the door when you enter the house."

Xia Ji ignored her, just walked closer and sat beside the bed and asked, "What happened? Are you not going to confess to me?"

Xiao Yuanwu coughed lightly twice, her face turned pale a little, and her eyes flashed with a weird color: "Okay, I'll confess with you."

Xia Ji listens quietly.

Xiao Yuanwu said: "I have a cold."

Xia Ji:...

"What else?"

"I'm having a cold!"

Xia Ji snorted coldly, stood up, turned around and was about to leave.

Xiao Yuanwu didn't stop him either. In fact, she had just taken a crossbow out of the quilt and stepped on the ground, and had exhausted all her strength.

At this time, not only was she weak, but her internal organs were like ice, and she even had extremely difficult words.

She took action directly against that person, betting on a 10% chance.

But no bet.

She admitted to the gambling and accepted the loss. She lost several trump cards, and even the Valkyrie was beaten.

Only then could she escape back. Now was the most painful, most self-blame, most helpless, and most trough time. So, she wanted to return to Xia Ji, but she didn't want him to see her weak appearance.

The Regent walked to the door and suddenly asked sideways, "Isn't you really going to say something to me?"

Xiao Yuanwu shrank in the quilt, her body trembling and silent.

She doesn't want to say it, nor can she say it.

snort!

Xia Ji's expression turned cold and he walked out of the way.

Two or three peach blossoms were born and fell from the glazed tiles of Huaqing Palace.

The palace gate was closed, and the empty house was dark.

That night.

A pair of Chinese medicine for exorcism prescribed by the imperial doctor, and a tray containing white porridge and light diet were sent to the Huaqing Palace by the palace maids.

"Pretty Yuan, the prince said that if you have any needs, just tell us... He is busy these days and will not come to see you." The little palace maid who delivered food and medicine whispered, "I'll ask the imperial doctor to show you, right?"

Concubine Yuan?

Xiao Yuanwu was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that this was the result of her previous business. She had too many things recently and she had forgotten it a little.

She smiled softly, and then said in a voice that could not hear the injury at all: "No need, just send me some white porridge every morning and evening.

Go down.”

The palace maid whispered and then stepped back.

The house is darker again.

Xiao Yuanwu didn't even have the strength to light a candle, but he was in the quilt, looking at the black and empty hall, his expression was weak and deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

...

Bang!!

Xia Ji suddenly squeezed his five fingers with his right hand.

A violent platinum aura surged out.

Although the 27th holy bone has not been formed, this right hand is already very sacred.

He felt that even if an evil ghost stood in front of him, he could slap it in circles with his true energy.

“Not bad.”

The Regent was quite satisfied with the progress, "It's a pity that the kings are as solid as gold, and the curse will not come here at all. They will only move on the edge of a country. Otherwise, it would be good to practice your skills.

As for the Seventh Secret Realm... I won't go to see it for the time being. After all, the current situation is very strange. If you meet those three big resentments, you still don't know what trouble will happen."

In the past two days, all officials have begun to prepare for the formation of the imperial guards.

It seems that the Regent agreed to form, and then he will be fine if he implements this in detail...

Anyway, there are only three thousand soldiers who need to protect themselves, nothing.

Xia Ji was too lazy to care about it.

Hua Fei had made a decision, saying that the day after tomorrow was a good day. She was preparing for the heavy gifts and asked Xia Ji to prepare. It would be better to burn incense and bathe, fast for two days, and then go to Beishan with her to pay homage to the great immortal.

Xia Ji agreed casually.

I thought this day passed like an ordinary person.

However, he did not expect that the next day, Pang Jing and a team of disciples of the Holy Sect appeared in the capital.

The Holy Gate is still the state religion.

Although Tongxuan's sect leader and the senior sect leader are gone, only the small group of people on the top level know about this.

After the Shadow Academy was destroyed, only the Tongxuan-level strongman could know this.

The information is hidden very strictly.

Therefore, to outsiders, the Holy Gate is still as stable as Mount Tai.

Because of the relationship between the Regent and the Original Holy Sect, Pang Jing immediately entered the palace.

Xia Ji was fishing with his eyes closed.

The sparse shadows slant, and the sky light penetrates the shade of the tree, casting a mottled light of the size of a copper coin.

The saint with a tiger-backed and bear-backed waist stood outside the pavilion, not impatient.

The right hand was locked with black iron chains and shackles, and the pupils showed a burning flame color, and there was a certain firm brilliance hidden in it.

The original King-Slaying Sword behind him disappeared, replaced by a strange bronze long pillar, which seemed to be a totem. There was an extra broad-blade monster knife with serrated teeth on his back on his waist. This knife just saw the appearance and knew it was a magic knife.

The Holy Sect has a rich background, so it is not surprising that it has a knife like this for the Holy Son.

When Pang Jing saw the Regent fishing, he didn't bother him and stood outside the pavilion without looking sideways, only looking at the man's back.

No matter the wind blowing, peach blossoms fall, or water flowing around, it has nothing to do with him.

After a while.

Xia Ji spoke: "What are you here to do?"

Pang Jing said: "Get a wife."

Xia Ji:...

Pang Jing continued to explain: "The elders said that the national religion is integrated, and now there is too much turmoil. I, a saint son, need to find a royal woman to marry me, so that it will help the people's hearts to be stable.

The elders also advise you to choose a disciple from the Holy Sect to enter the room. In this way, it will be a safe signal for both the Great Wei River and the Great Wei court."

Xia Ji thought about it, but Pang Jing didn't say that he really forgot that the King of Wei had three princesses. He would change to hold a banquet tomorrow and let him choose it himself.

As for him.

"I'll forget it. I've reached Tongxuan and don't want to get married for the time being."

Pang Jing was a little embarrassed. Obviously, he was brainwashed by the elders every day during this period, so the strong man as strong as a bear coughed twice and said, "Actually, there are still many pretty girls in the Holy Sect."

Xia Ji laughed: "This is not like you can say it."

Pang Jing also smiled: "Damn, there is nothing we can do. Now you and me are the Holy Son and the Regent, and there are some things that really need to be done. This time I came and brought a lot of Holy Girls for you to choose. You can choose one for yourself and keep it in the palace to raise it. At least this is a signal, right?"

Xia Ji said: "It's okay. If it's just a form, it's okay to find a woman from the Holy Sect to enter the palace. But when she wants to leave, she can leave at any time.

I still have something to do tomorrow and need to go out.

Let’s hold a banquet in two days.”

When Pang Jing heard that the Regent had something to do, he was immediately blessed and his eyes lit up: "Are you going to fight?"

Xia Ji thought about the dog-like appearance when Concubine Hua said, "Words to the immortals, the descendants of the immortals." Her expression seemed to "also lowered myself", which meant to grab her and go to the immortals together.

So the Regent nodded: "No accident, you should fight."
Chapter completed!