Chapter 67 Chapter 67 "Could it be that she really falls in love with every girl she meets...
Jiu Zhao began to consciously reduce the amount of time he spent with Zhu Yan.
Apart from attending classes in the palace and reporting on the progress of repairing the stairway to heaven, she refused to see Zhu Yan three out of five times.
After a while, Zhu Ying also noticed it.
While making tea for Jiu Zhao, he took the initiative to ask, "Did something happen between the young lady and Master Zhu Yan?"
Sudden questions are the easiest way to find out a person's true thoughts.
Jiu Zhao was in a very sensitive state, deliberately trying to cut Zhu Yan out of her life. Suddenly, she heard him mention the name she least wanted to hear. She subconsciously adjusted the pearl pendant by her ear and asked uncomfortably, "Why are you bringing him up out of the blue?"
Zhu Ying's hands continued to move. The wisps of white mist rising from the boiling tea misted his feminine features, making his expression even more calm and composed, neither humble nor overbearing. "In the past, the young lady was always by his side, going in and out together. But now it's much less common."
"Yeah?"
Jiu Zhao didn't want to delve into the topic further, so he evaded the question, "You and Jiangyu don't know Yunshengshi, so I asked him to be a temporary guide to familiarize me with the customs and practices of Kyoto. Now that I'm familiar with it, I naturally don't need him around anymore."
Usually, Jiu Zhao could give a reasonable explanation, and Zhu Ying would not insist on asking too many questions.
However, this time, he had many more concerns than the simple-minded Jiu Zhao.
He pondered for a moment, then, while pouring tea for Jiu Zhao, couldn't help but remind her, "Young Master Zhu Yan is a concubine's son, and the Northern Territory has already appointed the Crown Prince Meng Chu. If Young Lady chooses Young Master Zhu Yan as her husband, his status as a concubine without a title or authority is ultimately unqualified. Do you intend to support Young Master Zhu Yan and compete with Crown Prince Meng Chu for the throne of the Divine King of the Northern Territory?"
His increasingly explicit words made Jiu Zhao frown in confusion.
"stop--"
She gestured to continue, "Please, how could you think of this? When did I ever say I like Zhu Yan?"
Besides, she also disagreed with Zhu Ying's implicit accusation that she shouldn't interfere with the establishment of the Divine King. "The Divine King governs the immortals of a region, and shoulders a heavy responsibility. The elected person should be the one with the ability to take on the position. Do you think Meng Chu is suitable to be the next Divine King?"
"Meng Chu is mediocre in talent and vindictive, making him unsuitable." Zhu Ying maintained a serious expression, rarely unwilling to compromise. "But we can't judge a person's true heart, as we only know their appearance. If Master Yan succeeds, he will definitely be suitable."
“In addition, the internal struggles within the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan are a mess. They have betrayed the Three Pure Ones before, and the Emperor is always on guard.
"In recent years, we have supported the Teng Snake Clan within the northern borders in order to weaken their power. Therefore, regardless of whether you are a legitimate son or an illegitimate son, the Emperor will not allow you to be together. If the young lady really wants to marry Master Zhu Yan, I am afraid that the entire Sanqing Heaven will be shaken up."
What Jiuzhao couldn't stand the most was Zhu Ying speaking to him earnestly and with the attitude of an old man.
It was as if there was a generation difference of tens of thousands of years between the two of them.
She covered her ears, unwilling to listen any longer: "Okay, okay, I get it - don't worry about it all the time!"
Seeing that Jiu Zhao was indeed very disgusted with the idea of enthroning Zhu Yan as her husband, Zhu Ying gradually felt relieved.
He tilted his head and murmured in a voice only he could hear: "...I hope I'm really just worrying too much."
…
Ever since Zhu Ying warned me.
The indescribable discomfort in Jiu Zhao's heart grew stronger and stronger.
She didn't know how Zhu Ying could tell that she had feelings for Zhu Yan. Besides being puzzled, the thought that Zhu Yan's personality made him a good husband for the king, and the desire to get to know him better, suddenly popped up in her mind again and troubled her all day long.
Also, when I heard him say that day that it wasn't liking him, but love, my heart suddenly beat like a drum.
Facing Lan Qi, I am with him day and night.
Facing Fu Xu, I fell in love with him.
Jiu Zhao believed that the failure of his previous two relationships was due to his careless love.
After learning this painful lesson, we must be extremely cautious when dealing with unfamiliar and unexpected palpitations.
But the more I don’t want to think about it, the more vivid Zhu Yan’s presence becomes in my mind.
It's a tangled mess that can't be sorted out.
This is even more wrong.
...Is she really a romantic who falls in love with everyone she meets?
Before he could figure out his thoughts, Jiu Zhao didn't even want to bring Zhu Yan with him to the palace to attend lectures.
But she couldn't neglect her studies, so she simply took advantage of the night rest period to sneak into the palace alone.
He circled around and around the winding palace roads, passing patrolling guards and palace maids and eunuchs accompanying the concubines.
Jiu Zhao deliberately stayed very close to them, but the group of people still couldn't sense anything.
For this reason, she felt more and more that the breath-suppressing talisman that needed to be stuck on the palm of her hand was a lie made up by Zhu Yan to deceive her.
With this conclusion.
Jiu Zhao would stay away from everyone no matter how big or small the matter was.
Even when Zhu Yan reported the matter of the Stairs to Heaven, he ordered Zhu Ying to handle it.
In the next few days, she went to the court alone to listen to lectures several times.
Everything went smoothly and nothing happened.
It was not until the fifth time that something strange happened.
…
There are a lot of guards stationed in the palace today.
On the protruding prism at the top of the high wall, there was a flag that Jiu Zhao had never seen before.
Jiu Zhao followed his memory and entered the council hall, ready to attend court sessions as usual, but no one was there.
He then went to the residences of the six concubines in the east and west palaces, but still no one was there.
She wandered around the palace for a long time before she heard a majestic rumbling horn in the distance, probably in the center and rear of the palace.
Immediately, grand ceremonial music was heard, interspersed with the clear singing of boys and girls.
This solemn and sacred style is very similar to the aesthetic of Sanqingtian.
Often, when such a scene appears in Sanqingtian, it means that something big is about to happen.
Jiu Zhao was curious and ran towards the sound.
Before the trumpet sounded, they finally arrived at the open-air platform where the ceremony was held.
On the high platform, the aging emperor took the jade crown from the hands of a palace maid and placed it on the head of the young man who bowed in front of him.
From the eunuchs' announcements on both sides, Jiu Zhao realized that this was the enthronement ceremony for the new head of Wanxiang Palace.
The young man who became the new palace master was unexpectedly young and handsome.
The white robe and black belt make him look even more extraordinary.
It is embroidered with golden sun, moon and stars, and the jade crown symbolizing the ruler of the palace is carved into the image of the vast country.
It is said that several high-ranking officials in the Wanxiang Palace are "quasi-immortals" who could ascend to heaven but chose to stay in the human world.
According to the average lifespan of mortal monks being 200 years, those who can reach this standard must be a group of elderly people.
Seeing that the other party was not the old man or woman she had imagined, Jiu Zhao became somewhat interested in watching the ceremony. She leaned forward a few feet, hiding behind a lamppost with a mermaid oil lamp, and watched the ceremony unfold.
But what she didn't notice was that as the distance between them shortened, the young man who was originally listening attentively to the holy words suddenly became sharp.
He seemed to glance unintentionally in the direction where Jiu Zhao was hiding. After the emperor finished his speech, he stood up and swore loudly to protect peace on earth.
Jiu Zhao was still unaware.
Then the emperor was seen walking down from the platform and standing at the head of the crowd.
On the other side, sixteen white-robed people from the Wanxiang Palace came on stage and quickly formed a square behind the young man.
"The sacrificial dance begins—
"Drive away disease and avoid disaster, slay demons and destroy monsters—"
"The country will prosper and be glorious forever—"
This was the first time that Jiu Zhao had seen humans use power comparable to that of the immortals since he came to Yunsheng World.
Youth is the gold type.
Under his spell, huge golden dragons and phoenixes rose up, covering the entire palace and emitting golden light of blessing.
"Well, I guess I'm quite capable."
Jiu Zhao gave a soft affirmation.
However, the next moment, something unexpected happened.
The young man suddenly jumped up from the high platform, and with his dancing sword, he stabbed the lamppost where she was.
The power of mortals is limited compared to that of immortals whose cultivation has not been compressed.
This attack, stronger than thunder, came so fast that Jiu Zhao's brain short-circuited as he was unprepared.
She watched the young man's figure getting closer and closer.
That handsome face with sharp eyes also quickly enlarged in her sight.
The young man focused his eyes and stared coldly at Jiu Zhao.
he.
——Can you see her?!
The distance was getting closer and closer, and it was too late to use magic anymore.
Jiu Zhao had no choice but to raise his arms, trying to block the attack with his strong phoenix physique.
She couldn't imagine what would happen if the entire dynasty discovered her as an uninvited guest.
In a flash, a hand with a yellow talisman on it grasped her palm.
His other hand was placed across her waist, holding her and quickly retreating.
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