"King Jing is here--"

"The King Duan arrived--"

The eunuch heard a sharp sound, and the two princes entered the venue one after another. Seeing that their faces were not very good, I guess I don’t know what happened today.

"King Rong is here--"

The boy in white walked through the hall. If it weren't for the bit of aura between his eyebrows that was not his age, King Rong was actually a beautiful boy.

"Why don't you speak?" King Rong broke his silence as soon as he came in: "The third emperor, the fifth emperor."

"Eighth Emperor Brother." King Duan shook his head: "How can we compete with the Eighth Emperor Brother?"

"The Third Emperor Brother." King Jing whispered.

King Duan quickly stopped and flattered King Rong.

Among these princes, only King Rong can do whatever he wants.

Who made him the emperor's younger brother?

These princes should have gone to the fiefdom after the emperor ascended the throne, but now they all live in the capital.

What the emperor said was that he could not bear to be separated by his brothers and feet thousands of miles apart.

In fact, it is a deformed house arrest.

"The Sixth Prince is here-"

"The Sixth Emperor Brother is here." King Rong's interest in Yan Gui was obviously much greater than that of the other prince.

Chu Zheng looked towards the hall gate, and the boy came in facing the lights. The cold wind blew into the hall along the hall gate. The clothes embroidered with dark patterns flew, and his hand between his sleeves stretched out and gently pressed the cloak.

The slender fingers as slender as jade bamboo are even more transparent when illuminated by the lights.

But it was too quiet around him.

It's like being trapped in another world.

That world is quiet and no one can join him.

The young man walked slowly into the hall and spoke under the enthusiastic gaze of King Rong: "The third emperor, the fifth emperor, and the eighth emperor."

"Brother Sixth Emperor, you came very slowly." King Rong said with a smile: "Are you walking slowly like these girls?"

Faced with King Rong's almost malicious words, the young man was silent.

King Rong curled his lips: "It's better to sit with them. Anyway, you are no different from them. Do you think the third and fifth brothers are right?"

The named Duan and King Jing smiled dryly and agreed.

The other ministers didn't even dare to breathe.

The palace people immediately placed seats for the young man next to the Chu Zheng.

This really means that he is the leader of the women.

King Rong also smiled and clapped his hands.

Such humiliation made the ministers on the other side look unbearable, but there are too many royal affairs and they are not good at talking much.

The cloak on the boy was taken off by the palace servant. His bright clothes were covered with ink hair hanging behind him like a waterfall, and a few strands fell in front of him.

The swaying lights set off his clear face, his eyebrows are as beautiful as a distant mountain, and his lips are as beautiful as a brush to carefully outline.

When he sat down, his clothes were too gorgeous, which was more beautiful than the girls present.

Perhaps because he noticed Chu Zheng's gaze, the boy turned his head slightly and showed a warm and friendly smile.

The young man is as beautiful as a picture.

Every frown and smile is amazing.

The colorful world you are in can also make people see him at a glance and leave an indelible impression.

However, his eyes made Chu Zheng uncomfortable.

The light brown eyes have no spirit, and no matter how beautiful the face is, it loses its glory and becomes a dead object.

But it still looks good!!

Chu Zheng withdrew her gaze.

Why is the difference between this person so big?

What do boys look so beautiful?

It looks so beautiful but doesn't have a good background.

It's better to turn evil.

[Miss, please control your thoughts.] Just now, the good guy card was bullied, and you just don’t say anything to help. You still want to make others turn evil, why are you so crazy?

I don't think I have any problem with my thoughts.

【…】How should the host feels good about himself be treated? Wait online, it's quite urgent.

When the young man saw Chu Zheng looking away, he lowered his head with the flow.

"Sixth Emperor, do you like the clothes I gave you?" King Rong sat opposite him and smiled and leaned back and forth: "I knew it was very suitable for the Sixth Emperor. Look, Sixth Emperor, you are much more beautiful than those girls."

The boy pursed the corner of his lower lip and was about to speak when he heard a loud noise there.

Crazy-

The table where King Rong was lying on his scattered suddenly broke into pieces. He fell from the middle of the table, and all the snacks, tea, wine and water were spread on him.

The shattered porcelain that hit the ground splashed up and cut through King Rong's exposed skin.

Yan Gui vaguely saw a flash of red light passing by the air. After looking closely, it seemed to be his illusion again.

This incident scared the people in the hall, and the girls bowed their heads one after another to minimize their presence.

"Brother Eighth Prince, are you okay?" King Duan helped King Rong up.

King Rong was covered in wine, water, tea stains, and was in a mess.

King Rong obviously didn't come back to his senses. He was helped up by King Duan, and then he felt the pain and suddenly screamed.

"Who! Who did it!!" King Rong had a ferocious face.

“…”

Who did this?

As everyone saw it with their own eyes, the table suddenly cracked, but no one had moved it.

"Brother Eighth Emperor, don't get angry, just accident, go bandage first." King Jing reminded.

King Rong is a bastard, and it is impossible for him to put the cracked table on others in front of everyone.

King Rong was persuaded to leave, and before leaving, he jumped and threatened the people present. Who dared to spread the news today and cut off his head.

Everyone was silent.

When King Rong comes back again, he will be with the emperor.

The emperor's appearance is eighty or ninety-nine-part like King Rong, one is the adult version and the other is the youth version.

The emperor's majesty made the emperor more courageous, and it was even more fearful than King Rong.

But the emperor's eyes were really not very good, and he had the momentum of a tyrant.

The emperor said a few words of opening words in a concise manner, without mentioning the purpose of today, but just sending people to sing and dance.

The sound of silk and bamboo gradually rose, and the dancers entered the venue gracefully.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed to be calm.

Chu Zheng, a cheater who knows the plot, knows what the emperor is going to do today.

It's just to choose a concubine.

Um!

It's that simple.

King Rong's sinister eyes swept below and finally stopped on Yan Gui.

After the song and dance ended, King Rong suddenly spoke out: "Brother, why not let the Sixth Brothers dance for us?"

"Oh?" the emperor raised his eyebrows and asked in a cooperative manner: "Sixth Emperor's brother can do this?"

King Rong: "Of course the Sixth Emperor Brother will, is it the Sixth Emperor Brother?"

It was a common thing for King Rong to bully Yan Gui. The emperor used to do it often. Later, when he became an emperor, he had to have the majesty of the emperor, so he indulged King Rong to do it.

Yan Gui clenched his fists and stood up from his position.

"Your Majesty, I won't."

King Rong was immediately displeased: "No? No, you know, you know! Does the Sixth Prince don't want to jump to us? That's better..."

"I'll jump." Yan Gui continued the next sentence.

King Rong immediately became proud.

Yan Gui took a deep breath and walked into the hall.

"What are you doing with your head down? Lift it up. Not everyone can see my sixth prince's dance posture. This is your blessing!"

King Rong scolded the people below.

Are these two people mentally distorted?

The first zheng asked about the king's name.
Chapter completed!