Chapter 311

Yan Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a woman's concession. Since she proposed to take Jiang chenbi with her, or to prepare for peace talks, even if the first killer was arranged by the high priest, now she knows his attitude.

He combed a simple bun for the girl and pinned a flower on it. Then he took the girl's hand and said, "let's go." The servant girls and servants of the four Xiali all hang down their heads. Jiang chenbi is a little embarrassed. The man's palm is wide and warm, but she struggles for a moment, "what's the appearance of so many people

Yan Yi didn't answer, but turned to look at the doorman on his side. "Mr. Mao, I'll take my wife in and out of the burial palace. Isn't it a transgression?"

That door guest already is bitter smile repeatedly, where still dare to take Yan Yi this word? The life span of several palace masters who have been buried in the world palace is not long. In this limited time, all of them pursue power and are poor in their life. Few people can take marriage and children into consideration. Now this master has become a maverick and the first one in the world. First, he tangled with Miss Nangong Yizhu of Nangong family and made a lot of trouble. Now he killed Da Da for a woman Wu Ji...

what else can he say? What else can he say?

"The little Lord, his subordinates are stupid and don't know these things. However, looking at the situation now, the little Lord still has to live in peace with the high priest. After all, the rest of the world's palace still depends on the little Lord and the priesthood..." he was also a smart man. He could not offend Jiang chenbi with his light words.

After all, it's still unknown who will win, and it's not worth offending anyone.

When they entered the main palace where the high priest was located, all the people around were separated from each other. They all hung their heads and were silent. The hall was burning with heavy sandalwood, but there was a faint chill. Jiang chenbi said with a low smile, "how can I be so scared? Yan Yi, can I not go

The man and her ten fingers clasped, the slightest will not let go, "why be afraid of her? I'm here. " Every time he took a step, people on both sides exchanged hands and knelt down. He was quite magnanimous. He seemed to have been used to it. Jiang chenbi looked around uneasily and held the man's fingers more tightly.

The colorful light of the revolving part of the carved palace lantern shows the murals on both sides of the corridor a bit of religious mystery. The gold bricks of the imperial kiln were polished spotlessly, each reflecting a cold luster. The two maids picked out the red curtain for Yan Yi and asked him to enter. The man walked slowly to the front, knelt down with his robe, and hung his head, "I have seen the high priest."

"Get up." The woman on the throne was peaceful for the first time. She did not speak ill of her words again, nor did she sneer at him. She raised her hand to the man. "Today, we have called several guests from the funeral palace to ask questions, but they are evasive and can't explain why. I really want to know what happened in these days when you leave the burial palace."

Yan Yi hung his head and said, "I'm afraid. I don't know what you want to hear, high priest Although his words were respectful, people could not feel awe. The woman on the seat put the tea cup heavily on the table, which already implied anger, "enough, Yan Yi. The company has not planned to investigate, now I have not asked you, you are so shirking! We have passed the year of destiny, and our body is not as good as before. Do you want me to be buried in the world palace and rotate other people's hands? "

After that, she covered her face with her sleeve and coughed a few times. Yan Yi stepped forward to serve tea, but her mind was full of twists and turns. Today, this woman is somewhat abnormal. Such a "show of weakness" has never been seen before. He has no trace of success, but is more vigilant.

"It's natural that you will be rewarded with kindness if you give me some experience from the Inner Mongolia burial palace. The words of the high priest are just like breaking the evil spirit." Yan Yi said, "it's only in the martial arts contest or later in the Qingque Daochang that the governor of Chu and Mr. Lu can all see. My subordinates don't think it's necessary to repeat them. After all, the onlookers are clear. If I say that, I will certainly do something for myself."

The two men played a round of Taiji in a mild way. Jiang chenbi stood on one side, conscious of being weak, pitiful and helpless. People's eyes gathered around her, intentionally or unintentionally. For a moment, Jiang chenbi felt that she was suffering from the pressure of her age.

The high priest was silent for a long time, and seemed to think of something. His tone softened a little unconsciously, "do you really like her?" The eyes seemed to fall on the girl's body for the first time. "I really want to know if such a young girl will become the second Nangong Yizhu?"

When this was said, Yan Yi and Jiang chenbi were both surprised. The high priest knew more than they thought. After her ivory ghost face, she seems to show a mysterious smile. At this right time, she throws out the only disagreement between the two people.

"If I remember correctly, you were also devoted to miss Nangong at that time. Who knows nothing about the whole Yanjing?"

"....

for a moment, Yan Yi's eyes wandered between Jiang chenbi and the high priest. He didn't know whether to deal with a woman with a sinister mind or to explain it to the girl in front of him. Jiang chenbi held out his hand and quietly tapped the man's palm three times.

I believe you.

So the man regained his composure and nodded slightly to the high priest on the high seat."The past does not pursue, from now on, only one person, until death."

The high priest's mouth slightly upturned, I do not know whether it is praise or ridicule, "I hope you do what you say." After a pause, she suddenly said, "since you two really like each other, do you already have a husband and wife?"

Jiang chenbi spits in his throat and nearly chokes himself.

Whether there is a husband and wife, this is not the point, the point is that the woman looks indifferent and abstinent, and simply abandons the seven passions and six desires out of desire. How did she ask this sentence without changing her face and heart???

Or with such a reasonable tone?!!

Her surprise was no less than being told by Du xuanheng that "in fact, the master knew you were a daughter from the beginning."

Yan Yi's face is also a bit of unspeakable embarrassment, one hand clenched his fist and coughed twice on his lips, "this... Has already existed." With that, he dropped his head slightly, and a faint sense of Hao Ran's shyness appeared.

Jiang chenbi:!!! There's a fart! wait!! How can you tell a lie with your eyes open? You two really dare to ask and answer each other!?

Although the attendants still hung their heads, they would like to put their ears out to understand. Jiang chenbi was almost ready to cry without tears. "In fact, it's also... Ouch!" Her hand, which was held in the palm of her hand by a man, trembled and kept silent.

The high priest looked like an old well.

"In this case, you are the young master of the funeral palace, and you should give a place to the girl's family. You should choose a good day and get married once in the funeral palace."

Yan Yi:!!!?

"What?"

"I ordered you to marry this girl to the burial palace in a fair and aboveboard manner." The high priest looked down at Yan Yi from top to bottom with a slight mockery, "why, are you afraid? Isn't it a pledge of friendship? "

This is clearly an exciting general, but Yan Yi felt the blood gushing up for a moment, and he tried to blurt out his words several times. However, the last trace of reason told himself that the high priest would never give up so easily and the matter would never be as simple as he imagined.

"What does the high priest need from his subordinates Yan Yi said in a deep voice, "please speak up."

The woman smiles, also does not avoid taboo, "I want her to replace the position of witch Ji."

Why did yuan's face stare at him

"You are the little Lord. You should have succeeded to the throne of the palace master, but you killed the great witch's concubine at the ceremony of sacrifice. All previous palace masters dare not go against the heaven. There are many discussions in the sect. I can't cover the sky with my hand. If you want to pacify the people, you have to have a confidant to take over the position and ask for tomorrow's will."

There is no refutation.

Yan Yi took a deep breath and seemed to want to talk again. However, the girl who had been silent all the time suddenly began to speak.

"I will."

When he got out of the palace where the high priest was, Yan Yi was so silent for the first time. Until he completely went out and reached the white marble bridge in Diecui lake, he finally couldn't help saying, "girl, why do you agree to the high priest? Do you know what that means? "