I am simulating life in the world of female immortals

It was late autumn and it was drizzling.

The sky had just dawned, and the east was lit up with a faint morning light.

Inside the Taihe Palace.

The ministers were divided into left and right, and from time to time someone stood up to perform the matter.

Nangong Huang sat on the throne, supported his cheek with one hand, closed his eyes and recuperated, and seemed to fall into a nap.

Finally, seeing that no one spoke for a long time, she slowly opened her phoenix eyes, glanced majestically around the hall, and lightly opened her red lips: "Is there anyone else, there is

something to play, nothing to retreat!" "Your Majesty, the old minister has a private matter, I don't know if I should talk about it now!" Zhao

Zhongliang, the prime minister of Daxia Town, walked out and knelt down in the center of the hall.

"Speak!".

"Your Majesty, the old minister heard that the county lord of Sanssouci is about to turn twelve and has not yet married.

Speaking of this, Zhao Zhongliang obviously felt that the atmosphere in the hall was depressed, she wiped her sweat tremblingly, gritted her teeth and continued: "And the old minister has a dog girl, who has just turned fourteen this year, and has admired the county lord for a long time.

"So the old minister has the courage to ask His Majesty to marry and achieve a good deed!" The

voice fell, and the ministers were silent, only the sound of Nangong Huang's fingers hitting the dragon chair seemed to be a heavy knock on everyone's heart.

Zhao Zhongliang knelt on the ground, cold sweat flowed more and more, and he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.

If it weren't for her unsuccessful little daughter, who was looking for death and life all day long, shouting that she would not marry the county lord without worry, she would have absolutely no courage to beg His Majesty for marriage in public.

"Marriage, right

?" The corners of Nangong Huang's mouth outlined a subtle arc, and he said coldly: "Forget it, I want to give the son of Yade to your daughter, what do you think?" "

Old minister, thank you Lord Longen!"

Zhao Zhongliang pressed his forehead to the ground, and he didn't dare to move.

The son of Yade, who is the phoenix seed born to His Majesty after drinking and promiscuity, and a maidservant girl in the palace, is the most humble and lowly of all the emperors, where can he match her daughter of the prime minister.

But now she had to swallow even if she broke her teeth.

She had a hunch that if she dared to shirk it, she would have to die here today.

"Hmph!"

the majestic internal force swept out.

Zhao Zhongliang was struck by lightning, his old body seemed to have been hit by a big truck, and he fell heavily outside the hall, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and he fainted on the spot.

"Retreat!"

Nangong Huang shook his golden robe and strode away from the side door.

The ministers in the palace knelt down for a long time, and no one dared to move first.

I have long heard that His Majesty is very fond of the county lord of Sanssouci, but this favor is inevitably too much.

That Zhao Zhongliang was the prime minister of the dynasty, His Majesty's old friend for many years, and almost a big man above 10,000 people under Daxia alone, but just because he mentioned "marriage", he lay there like a dead dog.

At this point, the Chinese military officials of the dynasty no longer dared to have half a thought about the county lord of Wusso.

......

The years are silent, and the months are again.

The Temple of Nourishing the Heart.

It was the dormitory of the empress of the dynasty.

After being reported, Nangong Liuli knocked on the door and entered.

At this moment, Nangong Huang was sipping a pot of fragrant tea at the table, and when he saw the person coming, a smile appeared on his indifferent face: "Liuli, I came to find me today, what is the so-called matter?" "

The female minister hasn't come to see you for a while, so she specially came to accompany you!"

Nangong Liuli looked very well-behaved.

"That's not right, Liuli, you usually go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, just say anything quickly, I'm going to bed after listening!" Nangong Phoenix eyes are blazing, with a natural sense of oppression.

Nangong Liuli swallowed her saliva and said in a deep voice: "Mother Emperor, tomorrow is the twelfth birthday of my brother Wuwu, so the courtier wants to take him out of the palace to play......

" "Don't say it again!"

Nangong Huang directly interrupted the girl's words and put the teacup heavily on the table.

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

Nangong Liuli still wanted to fight on the basis of reason, but she always softened unconsciously in the phoenix eyes of the woman who seemed to be able to perceive people's hearts.

"The female minister knows

!" "Well, stand down

!" "Then the mother emperor please rest earlier!" Immediately

, the girl withdrew from the hall, and she finally turned her head to look at the dark Heart Cultivation Palace, and her heart was inexplicably cold, just like seeing a sleeping reckless beast, ready to choose someone to devour.

......

Early the next morning.

Su Quan woke up from the dream, pushed open the temple door and walked into the courtyard, took a few deep breaths, the cold and fresh air poured into his lungs, and the whole person suddenly woke up a lot.

Several subordinates came over and began to serve the young man in his daily washing.

One of the palace men picked up the young man's supple green silk, carefully tied the honey locust, and said with envy: "Your Highness, your hair is really silky

and beautiful!" Another person interjected: "What you said, Your Highness is not beautiful

!" "Giggles, that's true, but any woman who has seen His Highness's appearance seems to have been hooked away

!" "Don't say it's a woman, even a man like me is excited!" Several

people laughed and played.

They are Su Quan's close attendants, and they have lived together since childhood.

In addition, Su Quan has never had a so-called highness on the shelf, he is very arrogant on weekdays, and likes to mingle with the big guys, so the relationship is naturally very good, and he occasionally jokes.

While he was cleaning, the eunuch's shrill voice came in.

"Xuan Wuwu County Lord is here!" Hearing

this, everyone panicked.

"Ah, Your Majesty wants to see

Your Highness!" "Hurry up and help Your Highness wash up, if you go late, I am afraid that you will be guilty!" The

efficiency suddenly went up, and it was only half an hour before he helped Su Quan finish dressing up.

Outside the courtyard, two eunuchs and several sword-wielding guards had been waiting for a long time.

"Your Highness, please, Your Majesty is waiting for you in the Heart Cultivation Palace

!" "Okay!"

Su Quan followed behind, wondering in his heart.

Speaking of which, my cheap adoptive mother hasn't come to me for a long time, but it's a bit sudden.

Could it be that today is his twelfth birthday, and he wants to be "filial to his mother and son"?

There was nothing to say all the way!

Through layers of guards, Su Quan successfully came to the Heart Cultivation Palace, but he didn't see Nangong Huang's figure.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty has important business to do, and you will not be able to come here until later, you can wait here for a while!" A

maidservant girl walked over, handed over the cup with the fragrance of tea in her hand, and said, "This is the potpourri tea specially prepared by Your Majesty for you, you can taste it!"

Su Quan walked all the way, he was indeed a little thirsty, he didn't think much about it, he directly raised the cup and drank it all.

Seeing the young man drink the tea, the maid seemed to show a look of relief, she bowed respectfully, and then retreated outside: "Then you can rest here first, and the slave and maid will not disturb you." As

the door of the temple closed, Su Quan was left alone in the Heart Cultivation Palace.

Time passed minute by minute, and just when he was a little impatient to wait, a sudden change occurred.

"What's going on?" Su

Quan frowned.

He could feel that a flame seemed to be burning in the dantian of his lower abdomen.

Immediately afterward, his heart beat faster and faster, and the pure and mysterious energy flowed through his limbs.

Ice muscles and jade bones, full of divine light.

Like a noble Son of God, descending on earth.

......