Balian sneered and said: "The Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance indeed has a shady connection with the underground city."
He glanced at Shen Tu and said: "The Great King's Hall can analyze the ambitions of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance clearly, but you still fully support Ying Xiu's actions."
The corners of Shen Tu's lips curled up in a helpless manner: "Your Highness is not unaware of Zhongyou's current situation, and the demonic path is about to rise.
I even heard that a new king has succeeded to the throne in the demon world, which has even attracted the attention of the immortal world, and the Langya Demon Sect is taking advantage of this trend.
The disciples of the sect came out in large numbers to search for and compete for the bones of the old sect leader Zhao He from all over the world, trying to use Zhao He's body to seize the demon bone relics and become a true demon.
If the devil really rises, given the lessons learned from that incident more than five hundred years ago, the first person Langya Demon Sect has to deal with may be me, the Zhongyou Dynasty!
Although he knows that the Wandao Immortal Alliance has evil intentions, he has to bet his only hope on Ying Xiu. As long as the inheritance of the Zhongyou Emperor's House is immortal, it will cut off the wrists of a strong man, so there is no harm in feeding the tiger with his body! "
Having said this, Shen Tu showed a smile on his face, looked at Balian and said in a deep voice: "Fortunately, Your Highness, you are here."
Balian looked at each other and smiled: "It seems that Shentu Palace has a counterattack plan."
There was something meaningful in Shen Tu's eyes: "His Highness issued a strict order to block the news of his return. Didn't he also have other plans?
In the current situation, to the outside Xianmen forces, it is not known that Ying Xiu is dead.
I only know that the disciples of the Immortal Sect they sent died in the middle of nowhere, at the hands of the casual cultivators sent by the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance. No matter how much we calculate, this bad debt cannot be attributed to us. "
Bailian said: "The ancient alliance leader, I am afraid he really wants to see our Highness Ying Xiu."
Shen Tu put his two palms in the wide cuffs of his sleeves, and his draped eyelids no longer looked so sinister because of a smile:
"Shen Tu has been in the world for thousands of years, and he is quite proficient in the illusion of disguise.
Since Gu Sansong wants to see Ying Xiu, Your Highness might as well meet him for a while. After all... he wants to use his collaborator, isn't it our Prince Zhongyou? "
Are you planning to fight back?
Balian smiled and said: "The Great King's Palace has the same idea as me."
Shen Tu said: "When does Your Highness plan to set off?"
Balian muttered: "Three days later. During this period, I hope that the Great King's Palace can do one thing for me first."
Shen Tu understood everything at once, and the smile in his eyes was inexplicably a little more chilly: "Does His Highness want the old minister to purge the dynasty?"
Bailian said: "In today's court meeting, the attitude of all the forces must have been clearly seen by the Great King's Palace. Who can be kept and who cannot be kept must have been considered by the Great King's Palace.
Although the problem in Zhongyou is not big, it is indeed a hidden danger. My identity cannot be known to the outside world, so I must not let this hidden danger continue to spread even if I cut the flesh with a knife.
At present, Zhongyou does not seek to be prosperous and powerful. I only seek that the people around me who can be used will not hide their minds. "
Shen Tu slowly closed his eyes: "I understand what His Highness means."
Manfu, who was watching, felt a sense of murderous intent for no apparent reason, and he shuddered violently.
He thought that a seemingly peaceful court meeting with clear rewards and punishments actually contained such murderous intentions.
Anyone who can help the King's Palace to take action will definitely be a bloody rain.
The actions of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince are quite similar to the ruthless character of His Majesty Ying Ji who killed the rebel king two hundred years ago and massacred everyone.
This Zhongyou has really welcomed its real master.
After Balian learned some news about the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance from Shen Tu, he sorted out his thoughts, and was completely relieved to leave the hidden nails in Zhong Youli to Shen Tu.
After finishing some last-minute matters, Balian calculated the time, and it happened to be You hour.
He left the Imperial Palace and went to the dining room to cook two bowls of shredded chicken noodle soup, cut two plates of beef with soy sauce, fried fish meatballs, and a jar of meat.
Not long after, two full boxes of food were prepared and carried to the dormitory.
At this moment, the sun has completely disappeared, palace lanterns are lit in the imperial city, the night fog is light, the stars are sparse and cold, and there is no light under the window paper of the palace where Yin Baishuang lives. It seems that he is still sleeping soundly.
Balian tiptoed into the hall, lit a small red clay stove, and heated the chicken noodle soup and pot of meat over a gentle fire. He stretched his neck and looked at the girl who was sleeping peacefully on the couch.
Maybe no one had lived in the hall for a long time, and the room was a little stuffy. The quilt that had been tucked in for her was pushed open at a corner, and her white and tender feet were exposed.
Balian had no choice but to quietly touch her over, cover her with the quilt again, push the window open to let the cool night breeze enter the hall, and then leave quietly.
When he arrived at the entrance of the Empress Palace, he saw the imperial officer named He Xingyun pacing back and forth in front of the palace door with a sad face.
The moment he saw Bai Lianxing approaching, his body stiffened slightly, and he immediately stepped forward to salute and say hello: "Your Highness... Your Highness."
Balian looked him up and down and said, "My hand is broken. I haven't given up on this idea yet."
He Xingyun's face turned red immediately, and he was choked by Bai Lian's direct words and was speechless.
Balian simply ignored this daring disciple behind him and pushed the door open to enter the palace.
Ying Ji is reviewing memorials in the palace. In the past few days, the pile of memorials on the memorial hall has become lighter.
It seemed that she had not left the palace for the past three days, and her whole mind was devoted to these poems.
Over the years, she has gone crazy, but after she normalized, her emotions were really stable.
At least when it comes to major national affairs, Ying Ji has always been dedicated to her duties and never slacked off in the slightest.
Hearing the footsteps, Ying Ji put down the carving knife in her hand, looked at the tall figure of the young man behind the bead curtain through the dim candlelight, and frowned slightly:
"I heard that Ying Xiu caused some trouble in the Imperial Palace a few days ago?"
Although she has not left the palace, she is the Empress of Zhongyou after all, so how can she be completely unaware of what Ying Xiu is doing.
Not to mention, when Ying Xiu ascended the steps, the pitiful cry of 'Mother' that penetrated her lungs was truly conveyed to Ying Ji.
At that time, Ying Ji was suffering from mental madness. Ying Xiu made such a fuss, but she secretly suffered a lot.
I thought that with Ying Xiu's temperament, he would inevitably make this mess even bigger, but he never expected that there would be no aftermath.
Ying Ji's ears also became clear, and it was rare for her to live a peaceful life for a few days.
In the past few days, Bai Lian, who was supposed to come to feed her, was still missing, so Ying Ji guessed some clues.
Balian opened the curtain as if nothing had happened, placed the hot chicken noodles and food in the food box on the royal table where she was handling government affairs, and said calmly:
"Ying Xiu led the outside cultivators to rebel. Fortunately, the incident was not too big and was suppressed."
I searched all over Zhongyou for anyone who dared to regard the arrangement of food and dishes on the Queen's royal table as a normal thing. I am afraid that only Bailian would dare to be so bold.
Fortunately, Ying Ji had long been accustomed to her boldness, and over time, she felt that it was nothing.
She picked up the silver spoon and was about to pretend to be an empress to serve the soup noodles to moisten her throat. Unexpectedly, before the silver spoon touched the soup noodles, the entire soup bowl was picked up by Bailian.
Ying Ji stared blankly as the mouth of the bowl, which was bigger than her face, was facing her steadily, and the chicken shreds were soft.
The soup surface was covered with mushroom red oil sauce, and the egg cakes were cut into thin strips. They were golden and attractive, and she swallowed unconsciously.
Behind the mouth of the huge bowl, Ying Ji slowly revealed half of her cold and beautiful face, looking at Balian expressionlessly.
Balian smiled at her, with white teeth and bright eyes with a warm light:
"Noodle soup should be eaten while it's hot. One spoonful at a time like this will be tasteless and tasteless. If you eat it with a big mouthful, including the noodles and soup, it will be so fragrant that your tongue can swallow it tightly. "
Looking at this little guy, he smiles like a flower and looks silly and silly. Both cuffs fell on the food and were stained with oil. He has no manners at all. He is getting more and more silly.
But it was by staying with this silly boy that Ying Ji could feel a little relaxed and relieved from this heavy world.
She slowly hid half of her cold face again, not bothering to act like a queen anymore.
He stretched his neck slightly and took a big sip of the noodle soup from the noodle bowl that Bai Lian held over.
The hot and rich soup coats the chewy and soft noodles, and every bite is satisfying.
Under the mist of the soup, her eyes were extremely warm. She simply kicked off her shoes, folded her white feet, hid them in her skirt, and squatted on the seat like a lazy cat.
Putting his hands on his knees, he was enjoying Balian's dinner.
Perhaps because Balian hadn't come here in the past three days, she really had an appetite tonight, and she could eat a bowl of noodle soup quickly.
Ying Ji ate until the tip of her nose was red and stained with red oil. She squatted there, looking a little cute but also a little stupid, staring at the jar of meat in trance.
She licked her oily lips and asked, "Have you crushed the pepper, cumin, and pepper?"
Bailian picked a few pieces of good meat that were fat and thin and put them into her bowl. He didn't answer her question, but lowered his eyes and said suddenly: "Ying Xiu is dead."
Ying Ji paused in licking her lips for a moment, and the warmth in her eyes faded a bit, and her eyes were a little dark, reflecting the light.
She picked up two pieces of meat quickly but did not put it into her mouth. She lowered her eyes and said indifferently: "It's a pity. That child clearly wanted to live that way back then."
Balian stood up, reached out and patted her soft head, and said, "I'm not sad."
Ying Ji suddenly raised her eyes, not caring about Balian's rude and wanton behavior: "I think you are hiding something from me."
Balian did not notice the hidden danger in her eyes, and did not retract the claws that patted the Empress's head: "Your Majesty is too worried."
God knows how carelessly he said "Your Majesty", because in Bailian's mind, she was his mother, and he did not treat the Empress of Zhongyou as a king at all.
But when such an unruly and intimate look fell in the eyes of Ying Ji, who didn't know the truth, it naturally took on a different flavor.
She raised her eyes vaguely, with a hidden meaning in her eyes: "Boy, could it be that you have imitated He Xingyun and have thoughts about me that you shouldn't have?"
Balian's action of patting his head suddenly stopped, as if he was struck by thunder, and he almost fell under the table in fright at these words.
Seeing that he rarely lost his composure, Ying Ji took it as a sign of guilty conscience. No matter how close she was to this late-born junior, her eyes could not help but gradually become colder.
Bailian almost swore to God: "I am not as bad as a beast, my dear! You are really too worried!"
Seeing that he looked like he wanted to reveal his true intentions, Ying Ji believed that he didn't have the heart and courage.
She nodded slightly and said: "Yes, I heard that this morning, you brought a young girl to Zhongyou. The Nether Palace Department has always been dead, cold and inhumane.
If you can find a girl you like in the human world, you will be raised in Zhongyou for a good life. Considering the fact that you have been serving meals for many days, I will not tell my father about this matter. "
Balian said feebly: "Then I really appreciate your good intentions, old man."
Originally thinking that the topic would end there, Balian felt a little embarrassed and wanted to pack away the empty plates on the table and leave.
Unexpectedly, the empress who was sipping tea at the other end became interested in gossip and asked: "Looking at your good looks, the girl you can fall in love with is probably a one-in-a-million beauty. If you are free tomorrow, why not?" Bring me to the palace of the Empress and give you a palm eye?"
Balian had already had this idea in mind, but now could he bring her over to give her a hand?
If Ying Ji saw Yin Baishuang, she would be able to guess his identity even if her brain was blinded by ten pounds of lard.
Balian could only laugh and said: "I plan to leave Zhongyou in three days and visit her father in the human world. I'm afraid I won't have the time."
Ying Ji just mentioned it casually, although she was close to this young boy from the bottom of her heart.
But after all, if they are not relatives, they will not worry about the love between his children.
She pondered for a moment, but in the end she couldn't stand by and put down the tea cup, and took out a blue jade and glazed box from under the eucalyptus table.
She pushed the box in front of Bai Lian and said: "After all, he is also a person from the Netherworld Palace. Visiting the elders should not be too shabby. When you go to the human world, buy yourself two pairs of clothes with a small head. This thing is regarded as Give it as a greeting gift to the elders."
Bai Lian took the box and opened it. Inside was a pair of exquisite and small green marrow jade Ruyi. It could be hidden under the throne of the Empress Palace. Even if you don't take a closer look, you know that this object must be extremely precious and rare. .
Balian was dazed for a moment, as if his heart was lightly bumped by something warm. He raised his eyes and looked at Her Majesty the Empress, who was sipping tea in a dignified posture under the candle. Her eyebrows were not very soft, but at this moment, He seemed to see again the most gentle appearance of the woman in his memory when she was coaxing him to sleep in the bamboo-hedge hut.
"Yes, I understand." Balian responded softly.
Ying Ji held the tea and glanced lightly. For some reason, when she watched the boy put the box away, she gave people the illusion that he valued forbearance very much.
