The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 492: Trustworthy
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Chapter 492 Trustworthy
"Compared to Li Zhun, Ge Nie is a trustworthy doctor." Yao Mowan looked at the letterhead in her hand and talked about him.
"The prince has secretly mobilized the imperial forest army. If something happens tomorrow, the entire imperial city will be under the control of the prince. Since returning to the capital until now, except that the imperial study room and his father met once, the prince will again There is no chance to get close to the emperor. Yao Mowan, with your ingenuity, what do you think the emperor will have in the hands of the unknown? Poisoned? Or is it threatened?" Yao Mowan was surprised by Chu Mobei. The problem, in her opinion, Chu Mobei's IQ is definitely not worse than her own. In fact, as long as he calms down and thinks about it, he may see the clues, but it is a pity that he will be confused if he cares!
Yao Mowan shook slightly, but care is chaotic? Yes! She finally understood why Ye Junqing could not recognize herself twice.
"Tomorrow is when the answer is announced, His Royal Highness rest assured that Wuming and King Shu are the acquaintance of the eight worshippers. Now they just want to use King Shu, and shouldn't do treachery." Yao Mowan comforted.
"I hope so, if the emperor has anything to do, this prince will definitely pull out the unknown corpse and smash his bones into ashes!" As Chu Mobei spoke, his hands were secretly clenched into fists, evil eyes It's as cold as a pool.
"Even if the king of Shu didn't have anything, His Royal Highness planned to let him go?" Yao Mowan felt that Chu Mobei was not such a tolerant person.
"Then the corpse is broken into pieces, there is no need to frustrate bones and dust." Chu Mobei thought. Speechless, three black lines floated on Yao Mowan's forehead, and the corners of her lips twitched subconsciously.
Time is approaching, Yao Mowan hasn't slept almost all night, and after the time has passed, Yao Mowan, the maid of the palace, has been dressed up. In front of the bronze mirror, Yao Mowan looked at the peerless face in the mirror, with jeweled joy, and felt a little lost in her heart.
"Niangniang, the prince...he is gone!" Just as Yao Mowan was lost, Ting Yue ran in, still holding the letter paper that Ye Junqing was holding in her hand.
'Mo Wan: Shu Junqing can’t accompany you to the end. Junqing believes that even if you don’t have Junqing in this scene, you will still perform wonderfully. Han Jinyi is a responsible person. If you stay with him , Not only this king, I believe that Mo Xin under Jiuquan will also be pleased-Ye Junqing. ’
"What does the prince mean! He just left the empress like this, and left! I'm so angry! Why the prince didn't understand the mother's heart!" Tingyue's voice was crying heavily. , The fresh makeup is wiped like a cat.
"Don't blame him, my palace let go first. Don't cry, come in to welcome your relatives later, thinking how unwilling you are to my palace!" Yao Mowan didn't know why he laughed, maybe his heart was empty Now, the tears are also drying up, right? But even if there is only a layer of skin left, Yao Mowan still feels terribly distressed. She really wants to take out her heart and comfort it gently.
"Mother!" Tingyue looked at her master distressedly, but she didn't know what to say to make the master feel better.
"Yin Xue, are you ready?" Yao Mowan took a deep breath, then whispered.
"Master, rest assured, Yin Xue will live up to expectations!" Yin Xue's voice came out in the air. As time passed, everything was proceeding in an orderly manner. Yao Mowan was finally surrounded by court ladies amidst the loud shouts of the courtesy officer and supported the eight-carriage sedan chair inlaid with gold and embroidered phoenix.
The Xitang is located in the Jinluang Hall. Along the way, the gongs and drums are noisy, the firecrackers are blasted, and the red caged silk is used everywhere in the palace. In the sedan chair, Yao Mowan leaned on the backrest indifferently, untouched by the outside atmosphere, her eyes clear like dead water.
She never expected that she and Ye Junqing would part ways at this time, and now she can do for Ye Junqing only to eradicate the namelessness!
In front of the Jinluan Temple, Chu Mobei wore a red dress, and his hair was decorated with golden hairpins carved into a dragon. The rising sun fell on him like broken gold, and Chu Mobei became more and more set off like a god. It's drunk.
At this moment, the ceremonial officer shouted loudly, the bearer stepped down, and Chu Mobei Yili stepped forward, and when he lifted the car curtain with a gold pole, she saw a bright and tender white hand slowly stretched out. The jade-like fingers and Danko-colored finger oil made people think about it. This should be the first time that Chu Mobei observed Yao Mowan's hand in such a detailed manner. At that time, he really looked at Yao Mowan's hand. Uncomfortable.
"His Royal Highness?" On one side, Huangfu Junxiu, dressed in full costume, immediately whispered when Chu Mobei looked strange.
"Cough!" Chu Mobei felt that he had taken the wrong medicine, and he would be lost by Yao Mowan's hand. Speechless, Chu Mobei stretched out his hand to pull Yao Mowan out of the sedan chair, and the two walked into the Jinluan Temple, arm in arm.
Seeing a pair of newcomers come in, everyone in the Jinluan Temple's eyes all fell on Yao Mowan and Chu Mobei. Walking to the center, the ceremonial officer shouted
"Worship heaven and earth!" Yao Mowan and Chu Mobei both turned around, half-bent posture.
"Up to the sword, the mountain and the sea of fire are nothing more than the same." Chu Mobei whispered, the implication is that it is no different from Yao Mowan's worship and going to hell.
"After this prayer, Mo Wan will survive even the harshest environment in the future!" Yao Mowan said indifferently.
"Why? Don't you fall in love with this prince?" Chu Mobei raised his eyebrows and aimed at Yao Mowan.
"Mo Wan really can't think of anything in this world that would be more cruel than paying a visit to the prince." Although Yao Mowan was in a bad mood, she never suffered a loss. When Chu Mobei heard the words, he couldn't help but double-clicked his eyebrows.
"Worship the emperor two times!" The ceremonial officer continued. At this moment, Qianmian on the dragon chair was sitting like a clock against Chu Xi's face, his deep eyes fell on a pair of blue people, and the corners of his lips were smiling.
"Husband and wife worship each other!"
"In fact, if you can have a tenth of Mo Xin's, this prince will consider marrying you." Chu Mobei leaned forward and whispered.
"Wisdom?" Yao Mowan raised an eyebrow.
"Conscience." Chu Mobei thought so.
"It seems that Mo Wan is even worse, just in case!" With hi pa, Yao Mowan's lips curled up with a touch of bitterness. At that time, I had a conscience, but unfortunately my life was gone. Chu Mobei laughed at himself when he heard it, knowing that Yao Mowan couldn't say anything good, so he took the initiative to strike up a conversation, wouldn't it be blocked?
"Hippa!" The bride and groom did not enter the bridal chamber directly after worshipping in the Dashu ceremony, but toasted to their seniors and distinguished guests.
At this time, a palace lady came over with a tray with golden rods on it. Chu Mobei picked up the gold rod and slowly lifted the hipa on Yao Mowan's head. When the hipa landed, Chu Mobei was shocked.
What a beautiful bride! Under the phoenix crown, Yao Mowan puts powder on her face, brushes her eyebrows with charcoal, her red lips are protruding, and her white teeth are fresh. Chu Mobei's shock at this moment was far stronger than when he first saw it, and his heart stopped for a moment.
"Didn't you know?" Seeing Chu Mobei startled there, Yao Mowan reminded him in a low voice.
"The painting is so ugly, it scared the prince to death!" Chu Mobei was utterly inconsistent when he returned to his senses.
"Li Cheng, toast!" As the ceremonial officer shouted, the gongs and drums outside the Jinluan Hall were again noisy, and the hall was filled with joy. Chu Mobei and Yao Mowan picked up the fruit wines that had been prepared on both sides. Step forward to the dragon chair.