The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 539: Peak and loop turn
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Chapter 539 The Turn of the Peaks
So on this black and windy murder night, Leng Bingxin was carried on his shoulders by this old man of unknown origin, and disappeared into the night at the same speed as a god.
The next day, when Ben Lei was still working hard in the latrine, the imperial decree came.
"Feng Tian, the emperor said, in view of Ben Lei's outstanding performance in wartime, I am very pleased, the special general Wen Wan and virtuous, the cold heart of the exquisite wisdom bestows Ben Xianfeng, and we will get married today, give thanks, thanks! The promoted little **** Feng Lu said joyfully.
‘Boom! Hearing the sound of the toilet falling down suddenly, Ben Lei stared at the path like Ling, his lips trembled.
"Hey from the sky, Xiao Luzi congratulations to Ben Xian Xian!" Seeing Ben Lei so excited, Xiao Luzi thought he must be overjoyed.
"It's...It's...It's a disaster from the sky! This imperial decree can't be done!" Marry Leng Bingxin? Ben Lei had never had such a nightmare.
"Ben Xian Xianfeng are kidding? This is the imperial edict, you said it is impossible!" Xiao Luzi was startled, and put the imperial edict into Ben Lei's hand.
"Xiaoluzi, is this really the emperor's idea?" Ben Lei suddenly regretted it, which was obviously the emperor's private revenge. I blame Leng Bingxin, if it hadn't been for her to make a loss, she wouldn't have retaliated against the emperor like this!
"Xiao Luzi didn't dare to talk nonsense, but before the emperor made an order, the prospective queen had looked for the emperor." Feng Lu knew the position of Ben Lei in the hearts of the two masters in the palace, and he spoke with respect.
"Master...Okay, I know!" Ben Lei didn't care about the three-seven-one, and immediately ran to the Guanju Palace with the imperial decree.
Let’s say that when Benlei arrived at Guanju Palace, Mother Zhou from Si Xiufang was also there,
"Returning to Niang Niang, the old slave ordered people to look around, and almost rummaged through the entire palace, but there was no sign of Miss Leng." Mother Zhou reported according to the facts. On the front seat, Yao Mowan looked directly at Mother Zhou with beautiful eyes, a look of worry in his eyes.
"Are you sure you have searched for it?" Yao Mowan asked, staring at Mother Zhou.
"The old slave dare not neglect the matter that the empress explained." Today, everyone in the harem has long regarded Yao Mowan as a quasi-queen, and the title is naturally preconceived. Yao Mowan didn't care, and simply let them call it that first. With.
"Understood, you go down first, Xifu temporarily put it aside, and wait for the palace to find Bing Xin before passing you on." Yao Mowan waved back to Mother Zhou, inexplicably worried.
"The old slave retires." After Mother Zhou left, Ben Lei dared to step forward.
"Subordinate Ben Lei knocks on his master!" Ben Lei entered the Guanju Palace with the imperial decree, kneeling respectfully in front of Yao Mowan.
"My palace is looking for you, did you see Bing Xin?" Yao Mowan asked solemnly.
"Back to the master, the subordinate did not see Leng Bingxin, but the subordinate did come for this matter, and begged the master to persuade the emperor to take his life back! Ben Lei can't marry Leng Bingxin!" Ben Lei said, Yao Mowan looked stunned. , Zhuan looked at each other with Tingyue on one side.
"You say it again?" Yao Mowan turned her eyes to stare at Ben Lei, her voice gradually chilling.
"Subordinates...Subordinates are unwilling to marry Leng Bingxin as his wife. I beg the master to persuade the emperor to take his life..." Although Ben Lei's voice was low, it was not enough to affect his determination.
"Ben Lei, if there is no cold heart, do you know how many times you have died?" Yao Mowan really didn't expect Ben Lei to refuse.
"Ben Lei knows that Leng Bingxin has a life-saving grace for Ben Lei, and more than once, but...but not because of this, Ben Lei promised her! Actually Ben Lei...Ben Lei doesn't like her. That's it." Ben Lei only said that the gift of marriage was the emperor's idea, so there was no taboo with Yao Mowan.
"Then what do you like?" Yao Mowan took a deep breath, her eyes cold.
"Ben Lei likes to be gentle and virtuous." Seeing Ben Lei's face flushed, Ting Yue raised her eyebrows, believing that after a while, the master must make his **** redder than his face.
"For example?" Yao Mowan's voice became a bit colder, but it was a pity that Ben Lei did not receive accurate information in time, and the more affordable example was on.
"For example... like the kind of wind that can give me clothes, rain can give me an umbrella, I can beat my legs when tired, and can cook me noodles when I am hungry. No, it would be best if you can accompany me to drink two glasses of wine and sing two more songs!" Ben Lei thought, a smile appeared on his face.
"Oh--" Yao Mowan deliberately stretched out the interjection.
"Cough...Ben Lei just wanted to find similar interests." Seeing Yao Mowan's face was frozen, Ben Lei suddenly stopped.
"If my palace understands it correctly, the girls who share your interests are all in the same place." Yao Mowan picked up the tea cup and paused on purpose.
"Where is it?" Ben Lei answered without fear of death,
"Out of the palace, the seventh house on the left on Xinghua Street." Yao Mowan stated the location very accurately. She naturally remembered the place where she was reborn very clearly.
"That's...Yichunyuan... Brothel!" Benlei's face turned green suddenly.
"Ben Lei, you really don't like Leng Bingxin?" Yao Mowan looked at Ben Lei with cold eyes.
"This..." Ben Lei hesitated.
"But don't worry, didn't you hear it? As soon as Bing Xin received the imperial decree, there was no one left. It shows how much she doesn't want to marry you!" Yao Mowan said, and Ben Lei's heart suddenly surged. Astringent feeling.
"Leng Bingxin is gone?" Suddenly hearing this news, Ben Lei was really uncomfortable.
"Tingyue, this palace remembers Bing Xin that she seems to have booked a kiss, right?" Yao Mowan looked at Tingyue deeply, and the corners of her lips curled up.
"Back to the master, yes, Ting Yue also heard Bing Xin mentioned it, it seems to be her cousin, Bing Xin also said that her cousin is handsome and handsome, energetic, and a rare beautiful man!" Ting Yue understood naturally. The master's meaning, echoed with the voice.
"The emperor is also true. I don’t know who the punishment is for this imperial decree! Okay, originally Bing Xin wanted to get away with it for two days, but now, I’m afraid I’m eager to go back to find my cousin, and even ask the palace for leave. No time has been freed up." Yao Mowan said angrily, her eyes falling on Ben Lei one after another.
"She actually made an appointment? How could someone marry her with her temperament!" Ben Lei was anxious, and there was an uncontrollable anxiety in his eyes.
"What you said is strange, the lover has Xi Tzu in the eyes of her lover. If her cousin likes her, even if the cold-hearted temper is bad, it is good in her cousin's eyes." Yao Mowan disapproved.
"No..." Ben Lei lowered his head in thought, his heart felt like a mess.
"Finished, since you two are tired of seeing each other, and you put the imperial decree here, the palace will meet the emperor for a while and let him cancel your marriage." Yao Mowan said casually.
"The... subordinates have thought about it. The emperor must have made this imperial decree because of what happened last night. If the emperor is not allowed to breathe, there will be no good life after Ben Lei, then it would be better... …Ben Lei will follow.” Ben Lei held the imperial edict's hand more and more points.
"No, how can this palace let the emperor make a joke about your life-long events!" Yao Mowan screamed coldly with a short guard.
"Ben Lei would like to thank the Lord's shirt, but Ben Lei has thought about it, this decree, Ben Lei will take it!" Ben Lei gritted his teeth.
"Voluntary?" Yao Mowan raised an eyebrow,
"Willing!" As long as he thought that Leng Bingxin would leave without even discussing with him, and still eager to go back to marry, Ben Lei's heart seemed to be pressed against a big rock, and he couldn't breathe.
"Well, then you go down, and when the palace finds cold heart, you will get married on the next day!" Yao Mowan sighed secretly, she knew that Ben Lei was a dull gourd, and she had to stimulate him.
"The subordinate... the subordinate wants to get back Leng Bingxin. If his cousin does not know about the imperial decree and marries her, it would be great." Ben Lei offered to ask.
"Alright, the palace will order you to chase Leng Bingxin and go back quickly." Yao Mowan nodded in response. Ben Lei had to leave.
Just the second after Ben Lei stepped out of Guanju Palace, Yao Mowan's face was steep, and Yin Xue was immediately summoned.
"Yin Xue!"
"Subordinates are here!" Yin Xue suddenly appeared.
"Are there any clues to Leng Bingxin?" According to Leng Bingxin's performance last night, there is absolutely no reason for her to disappear suddenly, unless something unexpected happens.
"Back to the master, my subordinates saw this on the only way between Guanju Palace and Leng Bingxin's room!" Yin Xue handed a purple sachet to Yao Mowan's hand as she spoke,
"This is cold-hearted!" Tingyue recognized the sachet in Yao Mowan's hand at a glance.
"Sure enough, Leng Bingxin really had an accident, who would it be?" Yao Mowan frowned and her voice was eager.
"Leng Bingxin doesn't know how to martial arts. If he can leave traces of fighting, he might have some eyebrows." Yin Xue was also worried.
"If there are two more Japanese palaces, I will go to Loulan to participate in the wedding of Moxin and Zheer...Let’s do it, Yin Xue, you leave the search for Leng Bingxin to Feng Yu Lei Dian, and you and Ting Yue will accompany you Loulan." Yao Mowan thought to herself that since that person didn't kill Leng Bingxin in the palace, Leng Bingxin was still useful to that person. Coupled with Leng Bingxin's dexterity, there should be no life worry.
"Your subordinates will do it!" Yin Xue had to retreat, and Tingyue looked at Yao Mowan in confusion on one side.
"Master, you know that something happened to Leng Bingxin, why didn't you tell Ben Lei?" Ting Yue felt that one more person would have more strength.
"With Ben Lei's temper, not only can't help, but there may be bad things, especially he cares about coldness in his heart. It is inevitable that he will be reckless in doing things. It is for his own good if the palace asks him to leave." Yao Mowan took a deep breath. A coldness gradually rises under the eyes. Although Ye Junqing is already the king, the unknown person behind the scenes, Ye Hongyi, who has been around the battle, has disappeared out of thin air. In addition, Ye Hongyi is suddenly taken away by someone and disappears coldly. Yao Mo Wan always had the feeling that the mountains and rain were about to come and the wind was all over the building.
On the day of leaving, Ye Junqing was sent to the city gate with reluctance,
"If the emperor doesn't go back, the ministers behind will eat people!" Yao Mowan looked at Ye Junqing's reluctant expression, and his heart was warm, like the sun in the winter afternoon, the temperature was just right.
"Mo Wan, let me let you go!" Ye Junqing couldn't control the obsessive officials behind him, so he spoke absolutely, and jumped into the carriage while speaking.
"The emperor wanted to try whether Yin Xue's martial arts has regressed, right?" Yao Mowan smiled and turned the country into the city, but she was still carrying such a bit of evil, the leg that made Ye Junqing step up. He fell back again, joking, if the prince of a country is beaten out in front of the ministers, he will have no life, he will have a face!
"Mo Wan, don't you not come back!" After life and death and parting, Ye Junqing can hardly be willing to part with Yao Mowan.
"Where can Mo Wan go without coming back! The emperor can rest assured, as short as half a month, as long as 20 days, Mo Wan will return to Da Chu." Yao Mowan gave Ye Junqing a time limit like Ye Junqing. Junqing lived his life expectantly, so that time could pass faster.
"It's so long! How about ten days, right?" Ye Junqing was reluctant, and he didn't let go of Yao Mowan's wide sleeves.
"Why not go?" Yao Mowan raised her eyebrows.
"I will help you get out of the car!" Ye Junqing stepped forward, but Yao Mowan pulled back his sleeves.
"The emperor, Mo Wan has left these days, take care!" Yao Mowan's eyes were full of affection, and for Yao Mowan, it was not suffering.