novelraw Chapter 469 Your Majesty, My Palace greets you 【15】
Chapter 469 Your Majesty, My Palace greets you 【15】
Chapter 469 Your Majesty, My Palace greets you 【15】
Zhu Xianxian's pear blossoms look like rain, which really belongs to the kind of existence that can arouse men's desire to protect, and perfectly fits the kind of girl who needs protection.
"What did Xianxian say?" Seeing Zhu Xianxian, who was pear-blossoming and raining, Xuan Di's heart immediately softened, and he wished to hug him fiercely and lovingly: "As long as you give it to me, I like it."
"Really?" Zhu Xianxian poked his head out of Xuandi's arms with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, a pair of beautiful eyes, eyelashes were stained with tears, his voice was soft and weak, hiding surprise and excitement.
"Naturally, what the immortals gave me are all my favorite and most cherished things." Xuan Di smiled, stretched out his hand and tapped Zhu Xianxian's nose, and said lovingly.
His fairy is so kind and lovely, unlike that woman...
When thinking of the figure floating in his mind, Xuan Di felt disgusted for no reason. For some reason, liking Zhu Xianxian and hating Zhu Ling seems to be a matter of course, and he can't give a reason.
"Brother Adi, as long as he likes it." Zhu Xianxian pinched the silk handkerchief, wiped away the wet tears, and laughed, but the next second, he tried his best to break free from Xuandi's embrace, and retreated a few steps tremblingly. In the eyes of doubt and injury, he said cautiously: "The immortals just don't know how to be polite. I hope King Nan'an will forgive me."
As he spoke, he did not forget to salute.
"Why is Xianxian like this?" Xuan Di was stunned, reaching out his hand to help her up with both distress and affection, but it was a pity that Zhu Xianxian seemed to have already noticed his movements, and took a few steps back to avoid Xuan Di His actions: "A man and a woman can't be kissed, besides, the prince has already made an agreement with his sister, immortals can't be unkind and unrighteous people."
Zhu Xianxian lowered his head, his voice contained a little grievance: "If there is nothing else, Xianxian will leave."
"Xianxian..." Xuan Di looked at the back of the far away, with a trace of loneliness on his face, and then a bit of cruelty, if it weren't for Zhu Ling, Xianxian would not be like this.
"My lord, Chi Yuyi and the envoys from the Western Language Kingdom have just entered the palace." The spy landed, knelt down in front of Xuandi, and respectfully said the information he had just discovered.
"Understood, let's investigate again." Xuan Di waved his hand. At this time, the envoy from the Western Language Kingdom came to Tianyu Dynasty, and it was simply God's help...
"Yes." The spy agreed and disappeared instantly.
Palace, Palace of Diligence.
Xuan Nanyue stood in front of the window, with his hands behind his back looking at the scenery of singing birds and fragrant flowers, without saying a word, the eunuch Xinzi who was waiting at the side said cautiously: "Your Majesty, the King of Nan'an has sent a message, saying that the envoy from the Western Language Kingdom has come."
"An envoy from the Western Language Kingdom?" Xuan Di frowned. , the feeling of being too cold at a high place is actually lonely.
"Your Majesty, it is said that the envoys from the Western Language Kingdom brought their princess over here. This old slave thinks that he wants to get married." Xinzi looked at Xuan Nanyue with distress in his eyes. He was the one who grew up watching the emperor. Without a son in his life, the emperor treats him very well. Now that the imperial court is facing internal and external troubles, Xinzi is inevitably a little worried.
Everyone wants to sit in this position, but only people like him who accompany the emperor know that it is difficult to be an emperor, and it is even more difficult to be a good emperor.
"Marriage?" Xuan Nanyue sneered: "The abacus is good, and I don't care whether I am worthy or not!" A memorial like a mountain.
Xinzi looked at Xuan Nanyue who was so arrogant, and secretly sighed. The late emperor did not choose the wrong heir, and his temperament was exactly the same as when he was young.
(End of this chapter)