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When the Emperor's team arrived at Feng Xiaocheng in a mighty way, they found that there were only scattered pedestrians on the street. When there was no such excitement, everyone was confused.

"The succession ceremony of this bright saint is very close. It is reasonable to say that the whole wind Xiaocheng should be overcrowded. How can there be no one at all?"

Emperor Zhize’s face was covered with a trace of doubts, and it was extremely lively when there were frequent events.

"This scene is indeed a bit strange today." Emperor Shaofeng's brow slightly wrinkled. "Even if it is the wind in the weekdays, Xiaocheng is more lively than now."

"Is it going to be something that we don't know?" Baili Yunyan guessed.

Just when everyone was in doubt with their doubts, many pedestrians saw their appearance, and their eyes also showed curiosity.

"You see, the people of the emperor are here!"

“Do they know that Baili Red Makeup is going to be an inspector’s appraisal today?

"It should be, otherwise it will not be so clever, maybe it is worried that the red makeup will not come to Taiwan, so it will come to the rescue."

Emperor Shaofeng originally felt that this situation was very wrong. He listened to the name of the red makeup in the discussion before, even when he directly shouted the other party.

"What did you say? Say it again!"

The man who was shouted glared at the face of Emperor Shaofeng’s face, his face was a little white, and he quickly said: “No...nothing!”

"Do not talk nonsense, I just heard what assessment you said?" Emperor Shaofeng stared at the man tightly. "You give me one by one and say it."

The man did not dare to hide it when he saw it. When he saw everything he knew, he said it.

After listening to all of this, Emperor Shaofeng’s face with a haze was even more overcast. He didn’t expect the red makeup. They just came to Fengxiaocheng for a while. This sorrowful dance tried to give them such a big set!

"Damn!" Emperor Zhize cursed. "I see this bleak dance is really more pleasing to the eye!"

"I have never heard of the talent of red makeup in the inscriptions, and the matter has been raging. In this wind, Xiaocheng can only do this in a short period of time."

Emperor Shaofeng couldn't help but look at the emperor's sorrow. The sly jade is full of seriousness and worry. "Father, we have to go and see it. We can't watch the red makeup and be stunned."

Emgrand is also saying: "When the fairy clouds were in the dark, the red makeup was stronger than the sorrowful dance. I was afraid that it was hated by the sorrowful dance, so I got along with such a means to make the red makeup embarrassing."

"Go, let's go see!"

The imperial concubine made a decision with a big hand, and the handsome face like Guan Yu with a hint of coldness, coupled with the arrogant momentum that was unconsciously emanating, made the pedestrians on the road unwilling to shun the house, fearing to provoke Angry him.

The four people in the ink cloud also followed the team. After hearing the news, their mood was extremely complicated.

"I see this bleak dance is really enough, even this method is to come up." Shangguan Yingying sipped a bite, the clear eyes are full of disgusting color, "I would like to see how she can stop !"

"Ying Ying, how do I remember that red makeup seems to be some talent in the inscriptions?" Wen Ziran lowered the voice.