Chapter 89 Sudden Accident of Worship II

A trace of displeasure flashed on Mo Shaotian's cold face, but now his father's intention has not made it clear that he is not easy to make his brotherhood too strange. Today, on the day when the seven emperors were overjoyed, the emperor specially ordered the emperor to come and send gifts.

As soon as Mo Shaotian waved his hand, several bodyguards immediately came forward carrying a sandalwood box and put the box firmly in front of everyone. Before Mo Shaotian could speak, the guards retreated one after another.

Mo Yuche took a look at Mo Shaotian, and Mo's black eyes were full of inquiry and caution. "I forgot that there are still several siblings in this palace." Mo Shaotian's taboo is that his seven princes don't care.

After listening to Mo Yuche's words, the prince's cold expression sank a little. "It's enough for the seventh brother to say this in front of the emperor's brother. Don't mention it in front of your father."

Perhaps he was afraid that Mo Yuche would say something rebellious again. Mo Shaotian hurried forward and lifted the sandalwood box and said, "Seventh Royal Brothers, this is the silk and night pearl that the Western Regions have just paid tribute this year, as well as some agate jade and other objects."

The clothes made of silk are warm in winter and cool in summer, and the satin is extremely smooth and comfortable to wear. Seeing that the weight of silk in the box, Mo Yuche thought that he could tailor clothes for Luo Er.

Seeing Mo Yuche's happy face, Mo Shaotian couldn't help but despise himself. Sure enough, the unfavored prince was just a silkworm, and he regarded it as a treasure.

However, there is no contempt on the surface. Can the seven emperors still look at it? Although his expression has not changed, the slightly proud voice has betrayed him.

The beautiful corners of his mouth rose slightly, and Mo Yuche raised his hand and called the family to lift the box down. Do you think His Royal Highness is also very fond of silk that day? The emperor gave me a reward, and I hope the prince will not mind.

This unsalty words were shocked in Mo Shaotian's ears, and his eyes looking at Mo Yuche couldn't help but change. "Seventh brother joked. This silk was originally paid tribute to his father in the Western Regions. Who is given to whom is naturally the father's decision? How can the emperor care?"

Mo Shaotian did love the silk that day. Originally, he wanted to ask his father to make a dress for his mother, but he did not want to be given to the seventh prince.

Mo Yuche didn't say much. It's not time to reveal some things now. When all the times are ripe, it will naturally be clear.

As the two spoke, the guests had arrived at the house one after another. Now they were talking in twos and threes in the front yard, nothing more than some trifles of the court and the wedding of the seventh prince today.

"The heavenly court sent Yu Guoshi, and Mr. Wanyan arrived!" With a shout outside the house, the ministers who were still talking stopped and looked at the door.

Yu Liu Goblet was dressed in a glazed white robe, her ink-like hair was tied with emerald green silk satin, and a hairpin of unknown texture was obliquely inserted on it to fix the hair.

And Wanyan Junlin was dressed in a fiery red robe, and his hair was tied up at will, adding a little arrogant and unruly to the handsome face.

The two stood in front of the house, giving people an invisible sense of oppression. Mo Yuche secretly guessed why the two would come. However, before he could think much, someone spoke out to solve his doubts.

"Congratulations, the seventh prince. I received an invitation from the emperor to have a glass of wedding wine. I don't know if the seventh prince is troublesome?" Wanyan Junlin entered the house with a smile and stood in front of Mo Yuche.

Mo Yuche thought to himself that he didn't know what the emperor was thinking. Prince Wanyan and Master Yu are willing to appreciate it, and I naturally welcome it.

Yu Liu went to laugh and slowly stood in front of Mo Yuche. "The Liu Goblet has seen His Royal Highness, the Seventh Prince. Liu Goblet originally wanted to set out with Prince Wanyan to return to the Celestial Empire, but it was not easy for the emperor to escape from his kind invitation. If there is a lot of trouble, I hope the Seventh Prince will not be surprised.

Mohei's eyes narrowed slightly, and a bad feeling suddenly appeared in Mo Yuche's heart. It doesn't matter. Today is a good day for me to get married. How can I disturb you?

Several people exchanged another greeting, and then resigned Mo Yuche and went to the place where the table was set.

Outside the Seven Kings' Mansion, Ye Chen stood quietly behind Situ Ling, and the dark golden mask reflected a real dazzling light in the sunlight. I didn't expect the child to come too."

What Ye Chen's mouth refers to is the depression.

"Lord, is he Linger's child?" Situ Ling looked at the smiling Yu Liu Goblet, and a trace of excitement flashed on his face under the red veil. "It's actually so big..."

After the birth of the child, Situ Ling was robbed before he took a look at him. Now more than ten years after seeing each other again, the baby who was waiting to be fed has also grown up.

Ye Chen's eyes swept to Wan Yanjun's temporary stunned, and he didn't expect that the prince of the desert would also come! He is now called a depressed goblet, and now he is the national teacher of the Celestial Empire second only to the emperor.

Since learning about that, Ye Chen has sent people to wander around Yu Liu and take his every move in his hands.

Situ Ling's eyes are full of depression, and she can't wait to go forward to recognize him immediately, but she also knows that it's not the time to recognize him now.

"He's coming." The gloomy voice came from under the mask, and a trace of murder flashed in the eyes outside.

Situ Ling naturally knew who he was in the mouth of the temple owner. Looking along Ye Chen's sight, he saw the man she had loved and hated for more than ten years.

Mo Chen was saying something to Shi Lang, and suddenly realized that there was a strong murderous intention to fly out of the house with a fierce face. Shi Lang quickly followed up as soon as he saw the situation.

When Mochen and Shi Lang stood where Ye Chen and Situ Ling were waiting, the strong murderous intention had already dissipated.

"I said dead grinding disc, what's wrong with your surprise?" Shi Lang touched his beard and couldn't help asking when he saw Mo Chen frowning and thinking about something.

is very familiar! In addition to the strong murderous intention just now, Mo Chen also sensed a trace of unusually familiar fragrance! I'm afraid there are enemies coming to the door.

If you remember correctly, this fragrance is hers!" Stinky stone, I know who came to the temples to take you and my head. If it is true of her, the mysterious man in black must have something to do with her.

When Shi Lang heard that it was related to those assassins, he quickly put away his careless look. "You mean, the people of the temples are also here?" Thinking that Che boy also encountered an assassination not long ago, Shi Lang had to pay attention to it.

Mochen nodded, afraid it would be true. Stinky Stone, you and I must be vigilant today, and don't let the people of the temples hurt the boy and Luo girl.

Yechen and Situ Ling did not go far. They noticed that when Mo Chen and Shi Lang came, Yechen took Situ Ling with one hand and stopped in another alley outside the Seven Kings's Mansion.

It's just an alley away from the place where I just stayed. It was just that Mo Chen was attracted by the familiar fragrance and did not continue to chase, so the two narrowly dodged.

"It seems that he hasn't forgotten you." The hearing of those who practice martial arts is higher than that of ordinary people. In addition, the place where several people are located is the back door of the royal palace. Naturally, the words of Mo Chen and Shi Lang fell into their ears word for word.

Situ Ling is a little distracted. He is still so handsome. More than ten years have only made him more vicissitudes and maturity, but they have not changed his arrogant and unruly nature at all.

Seeing that Situ Ling had never replied, a trace of hatred flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he reached out and took Situ Ling into his arms. "Isn'er still in love with him? You know, he betrayed you and ruined your appearance and lost your child..."

The cold and low voice hit Situ Ling's heart hard, and his confused eyes instantly woke up. "Lord, Linger said that if she saw him again in this life, she would kill him with her own hands!"

A trace of murderousness flashed in his cold eyes, but more reluctance and nostalgia, but was covered up by the murderous intention.

Xiaoluo sat a little tired in the front hall, and the heavy phoenix crown on his head was even more overwhelmed by Xiaoluo. Sister Dongyu..." Looking around and seeing no one else, Xiao Luo hurriedly waved to Dongyu not far away.

What was Dongyu talking about with Xia He? Seeing that the young lady called herself to walk forward, "What's wrong with calling the maidservant?"

Xiaoluo pointed to the phoenix crown on his head and his stomach. Dongyu thought for a moment and understood, but this phoenix crown... "Miss, this is your marriage day. According to the rules, this phoenix crown cannot be taken off at will. You can only take it off by the prince himself after worshiping the hall..."

"Sister Dongyu, I'm afraid it will be a while away from the worship hall. Luo's neck is about to be broken..." Xiao Luo roughly estimated that this phoenix crown may weigh seven or eight catties.

If he kept holding it, Xiao Luo was afraid that his neck would be broken before the worship hall. Seeing Dongyu's hesitant face, Xiaoluo quickly put on a pitiful look, "Sister Dongyu, take it off for a while... If someone comes, Luo Er, hurry up and bring it, okay? Luoer really can't stand it..."

Hungry and sleepy, with a phoenix crown of seven or eight catties on his head, Xiaoluo secretly thought to himself that this was not a marriage. It was obviously life-threatening!

Xia He also came over at this time. Seeing that the young lady was really unable to stand it, she hurried forward and carefully took down the phoenix crown and put it on the table beside her. "Miss, the auspicious time to leave the hall is coming. The maidservant and Dongyu went to guard at the door. If you see the maidservants wave, quickly bring the phoenix crown."

The mountain on his head was taken down, and Xiao Luo suddenly felt that his breathing was much smoother. Sister Xia He still loves Luo Erou the most..." With that, she deliberately glanced at Dongyu.

She was glanced at by the young lady and wanted to cry without tears. She was also going to take off the phoenix crown for the young lady, okay? It's just that Xia He took the lead.

Xiao Luo didn't really blame Dongyu, but just deliberately teased her. Seeing her little mouth as if she was about to cry, she quickly said, "Sister Dongyu also stopped it for Luo Er's good, and Luo Er understood in her heart."

I was just scolded by the young lady and praised Dongyu for being a little helpless.