Xiao Liuyan left this sentence and turned to leave.

Ah Liu looked at the man in her arms and exclaimed, "green bamboo! are you all right? How are you covered with injuries? "

While talking, he helped Cuizhu in.

Yanghe Palace

The lights were dim, and the elder had a long rest. Today is no exception.

Xiao Liuyan carried his lightness skills in and landed on the top of the palace. Just as he was about to go down, his ear tips moved.

In Yanghe temple, the elder seems to be talking to people.

The man was wrapped up in a black robe. He couldn't see his face clearly. His voice was hoarse and his attitude was arrogant.

"Elder, I'm not discussing with you. I'm informing you."

The elder's face is not good, "but at the beginning, we clearly said that the person the saint will marry is Prince Manjing. Now zishazong is angry with the prince."

"It's your business. It has nothing to do with me," the man in black sneered. "If you want the emperor to be angry, you can ignore it and continue to go your own way."

"You --"

The elder's fingers trembled slightly. The man in black sneered and left.

Before leaving, his head slightly tilted down, and his lips under the black robe slightly raised a smile of unknown meaning.

On the top of the hall.

Xiao Liuyan's eyebrows and eyes are slightly cold. He looks at the elder under his eyes and leaves quietly.

The elder didn't know that he had escaped the disaster. He was worried about how to explain to Manjing.

……

Imperial Capital

The imperial palace.

Fengtian hall.

The emperor looked at the black robed man in front of him and said, "are they all arranged?"

"Yes

"Good." The emperor showed a smile of satisfaction. "Now I'm waiting for my daughter to marry to the palace. What I've been looking for in my whole life..."

"Congratulations to the emperor in advance. Long live, long live, long live --"

"Ha ha ha ha"

The man Li people laugh happily, as if they have seen their own peak, The picture of immortality.

East Palace.

Manjing is discussing with his counselors how to marry the holy daughter of zishazong, but he doesn't offend the crown princess.

"Your Highness, I think it's OK to say it directly. You are the prince of a country, the emperor of mansha empire in the future. How powerful the Li family is is, they are just ministers. Can they manage if you want to accept people?"

"What you said is not right. The prince has not yet succeeded. There are many places where the Li family is needed. Now the emperor is in his prime, and several princes are adults. The imperial concubines are of noble birth..."

"You mean the prince is afraid of them?"

Manjing's eyes looked over, and the man immediately knelt on the ground,

"Prince, I don't mean that!! It's just -- "

"Well, Mr. ram, I know what you mean. Get up!" Manjing helped the people up in person with a friendly attitude.

Mr. Gongyang expressed his gratitude. "Prince, my subordinates think that Huang Nu has to marry, but I'm afraid that I'm going to aggrieve her in this position."

"Mr. Gongyang, zishazong is as famous as the royal family. Do you think they will agree that the saint of zishazong will marry the crown prince to be his concubine? It's not a marriage, it's a feud! "

This is where Manjing hesitates.

Xiao Liuyan wants to marry. He can't offend the foot bathing behind the crown princess. It's not easy for him to enjoy the happiness of the whole people!!

If the original saints, married back to a side imperial concubine's position is just.

The difficulty lies in the fact that the saint's status is different, so are her rights.

Just as they were arguing, there was a knock from a servant outside the door. "Prince, someone from zishazong sent a letter at the door."

"Come on, please."

With the sound of walking, a young man in a white robe came in. He was a disciple of the elder Ziqing. When he saw Manjing, he bent down at will.

It's a salute.

Mr. Gongyang and others frowned slightly.

The people of zishazong are too proud, aren't they?

"According to the order of the elder, give it to Prince Manjing."

Manjing took the letter raft from zishazong's disciples and couldn't wait to open it. His face became colder and colder."What's the matter, your highness?"

Mr. ram looked at Manjing's face and asked.

"Zishazong!" Man Jing jumped out these three words from his teeth. His gloomy face scared the disciples of zishazong. He could not help but step back.

"I'll... I'll leave first."

Seeing that it was wrong, zishazong's disciples wanted to leave.

Man Jing looks at the bodyguards around him. They immediately know each other. They rush up and catch people and press them in front of man Jing.

"You... What are you going to do?"

Man Jing sat down and looked at the disciples of zishazong coldly, "said the elder, why do you want to repent?"

"I... I don't know!"

"Hard to reply? Come on, give Prince Ben a good interrogation. "

"Yes

The bodyguard behind Manjing could not help telling him a good lesson, and the wail came out from the study.

In the courtyard of the crown princess, the Crown Princess Li Qingyou leans on her couch with lazy eyes.

"Oh? The prince is furious. Why? "

"I don't know exactly. I just heard that the prince was worried about how to arrange Zisha zonghuangnv to enter the east palace. I'm afraid he was worried about this?"

"Well, that woman can't enter the east palace."

"Master, why is that?" The maid mint, the confidant of the crown princess, looks at her in a puzzled way.

Li Qingyou sneered, "and wait!"

In a few days.

The news that the emperor wanted a concubine, and she was the saint of nazishazong, drifted everywhere like snowflakes.

All forces are in an uproar.

In the East Palace, the prince's palace was replaced with a number of new furnishings.

Fengtian palace.

The cat in the night of Chu is cold. Marquis Ma Ding is beside him. His face is uneasy. "Master, the news that the emperor wants to accept the concubine has all spread out, but the slave has never mentioned zishazong!"

Ma Ding was very flustered at the bottom of his heart. He didn't do well what the master told him for the first time.

Chu Yeming's lips started a cold radian. Of course, he knew that this was not Ma Ding's disadvantage.

It's people fishing in troubled waters behind their backs.

"You are going to do a few things for our temple."

When Ma Ding saw that Yeming didn't blame him, he was very grateful, "yes! I'm sure you won't let your highness down. "

Feng Tiangong.

Manli people are full of joy, sitting on the Dragon chair, head down, should have been shut in the confinement of the man xiuren is a face of grievance, "father, you are not hurt xiuren?"

"Why do you say that?"

Looking at the casual manner of the man Li people, the man Xiu felt a little pain in his heart, "father, it is clear that I am the seventh prince, but you let me be the eighth Prince because that bastard came back. He also gave him the Fengtian palace. "

You know, Fengtian palace is closer to the Imperial Palace than the east palace.

The most important thing is that Fengtian palace and Fengtian Palace are homophonic. All the princes, including the prince of the East Palace, tried hard to get the palace from the emperor, but unexpectedly, they were given the first place by a person who had been exiled since childhood.