Chapter 8: Head to Head 1
After watching them walk away, Mu Xi could no longer bear the temptation of delicious food. She picked up her paws and stuffed them into her mouth. It was so delicious that she couldn't help but squint her eyes.
The servants in the room felt that the world in front of him was a little fantastic. After all, no spirit beast could make a humanized action. If they knew that the spirit beast in front of them was a personal soul, wouldn't they be scared to faint?
Mu Xi, who had eaten and drunk enough, patted his round belly, looked satisfied, and walked out of the door with short legs. He had been here for a long time and had not had a good look at this place. He went to explore the way before Yan Jiuming came back.
After all, she has to go back to avenge the original owner, so she can't be really taken as a pet!
Let’s talk about Yan Jiuming’s side, Prince Chu and him were sitting in a luxury sedan chair. More than a dozen men in black were carrying the sedan chairs, surrounded by red gauze, and the two people in the sedan chair were sitting opposite each other.
Prince Chu changed his sloppy appearance and looked at Yan Jiuming with a serious face, saying, "It seems that the emperor can't wait to get rid of you! After all, you will have to get sick once when you go to the palace. Oh, I don't know what the emperor uses."
Yan Jiuming smiled disdainfully, holding the porcelain cup with slender fingers and playing with it in his hand.
"Then we have to see if he has the strength." If someone else said this, Prince Chu would definitely have to sarcasticize it. If Yan Jiuming had the strength, he would definitely have the strength.
The sedan chair walked all the way to the palace. The majestic and magnificent palace shone brightly under the sunlight. The sedan chair drove all the way to the door of the emperor's bedroom. The eunuch at the door had already been waiting where he could wait.
"Your Highness Regent, Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time." The sharp voice made people feel uncomfortable.
"I feel a little uncomfortable today, so I can't get out of the sedan chair and pay homage to Your Majesty." With one sentence, the eunuch at the door was so blocked that he couldn't speak. He could only watch the sedan chair enter the hall in a dignified manner.
Yan Jiuming casually said to the man sitting on the chair through the screen: "Your Majesty, today I feel a little uncomfortable and I can't salute you. I hope Your Majesty will forgive you."
The man sitting on the chair was about to touch his twenties, wearing gorgeous clothes, and his facial features were three-point similar to Yan Jiuming. When Yan Jiuming spoke, he placed it in his sleeve, his left hand was bulging with blue veins on his back, and a touch of viciousness was slashed through his eyes, but there was a smile on his face.
"It's okay, it's all a family, why bother with so many rules!"
Chu Qingyu, who was sitting in the sedan chair, rolled her eyes at what the emperor said, and what she said was not just in person.
Yan Jiuming ignored the emperor's words and said in a cold voice: "I don't know what your Majesty asked me to come."
"Haha, it's Prime Minister Wu's son who is now twenty years old. He wants to send his son to the army for trial training. I wonder if the emperor's brother can do it."
Then there was a silence above the hall. Yan Jiuming, who was sitting in the sedan chair, turned a little pale. He held the porcelain cup with his fingertips. Xiaomin sipped tea and said, "Don't be satisfied with Your Majesty. Now some people in the military camp are ignorant of the king's laws. Let's ask me to manage it well and then call Mr. Wu to go."
Chapter completed!