This coffin was made by Di Qiluo specially for Di Shijia.
The coffin is not an ordinary material, and Xi Jiuye's hand fell on it, just to see it.
Behind him, an arrogant voice interrupted his movements.
"Xi Manager, it's really that the sun is coming to the west. Why are you free to honor me."
I saw a beautiful woman walked in surrounded by several people.
The beautiful woman Yunhuan is tall, with delicate makeup on her face, a pair of ink and gold costumes, and a pair of eyes slightly raised, revealing the sharp and arrogant colors, it is Di Qiluo.
"Three ladies."
A servant met Di Qiluo and hurried forward to meet him.
Xi Jiuye also had to withdraw his hand, arch his hand, and saluted.
"Three Madams. Madam Ho's remarks, it is reasonable to come to pay tribute to the young patriarch under the command of the young patriarch."
"Man? My son doesn't have such a big face, so I dare to order Mr. Xi."
Di Qiluo smiled, but there was not a bit of joy on his face, but he glanced at Xi Jiuye.
Beside her, still accompanied by battle.
"Isn't it? Xi is in charge of the nobles, and is also a celebrity in front of the head of the family, to pay homage to Shijia. If Shijia is known under the fountain, I am afraid that it will not be able to bear it.
Zhan Teng was almost swallowed by Bai Gui last night, and learned that Bai Gui was just sent by Xi Jiu Ye, and he was very angry at Xi Jiu Ye.
Earlier, the soul of Emperor Shijia was lost, so he could only go back to Emperor Qiluo and return to life.
Emperor Qiluo just woke up at that time. He was originally comfortable and ready to praise Emperor Yue, but he got the news when he knew it.
She remembered the whereabouts of Emperor Shijia and knew that she was dressed up a little, so she hurried over, and I knew she had just met Xi Jiuye.
Instead of fighting for a person, he didn't dare to ridicule Xi Jiuye, but with Emperor Qiluo behind him, it would be different.
"The three masters and the third lady are modest, just want to pay homage to the young patriarch. Now that it has been commemorated, it is not too early. Let's retire first.
Xi Jiuye also knows that the appearance of the two couples means that there must be some changes in Emperor Shijia's affairs.
He needs to contact Black Mist and others to figure out the countermeasures.
Xi Jiuye didn't panic and hurriedly, after a few salutes, he retreated.
"Qiro, did you just let that kid go?"
Zhan Teng met with Xi Jiuye very calmly and was dissatisfied.
"What can I do if I don't let him go? Is he tearing his face at this juncture? No one can prove that he was killed by Shakya."
Di Qiluo stared at Zhan Teng disgruntledly.
If the guy who did not succeed enough and failed, if he had lost Emperor Shijia, how could it be so troublesome.
Di Qi Luo had ordered the witch men to look for it, but after more than half an hour, there was no whereabouts of Shijia.
The child of Shigana, who had always been proud, was killed by Xi Jiuye, and there was only a ray of life left, but he couldn't directly find Xi Jiuye to take revenge. How could he bear it, Di Qiluo worried that he would be chaotic Come.
Zhan Teng supported me without saying a word.
"Madam, it's midday."
The attendant aside reminded.
As soon as noon arrived, Di Qiluo needed to go to the ancestral hall to participate in the selection of the young patriarch.
Di Qiluo was about to leave, and he saw someone waiting outside the courtyard.
"Emperor Moon, are you here? It just so happened that you followed me to the ancestral hall."
Di Qiluo saw Ye Lingyue, a little smile on his face.
"Take her? She is just a maid."
As soon as Zhan Teng saw Ye Lingyue, he was also somewhat surprised.
Di Qiluo has a lot of suspicions. This woman came one day, and Di Qilu regarded him as a close friend?
Is this too abnormal?
The battle is full of confusion, not only that woman, but dare to come back?
Isn't she afraid to expose her identity?
Zhan Teng's face was complicated, and Ye Lingyue was secretly looked at.
Ye Lingyue handed him a look, and his eyes were a bit fun.
Di Qiluo's trust in Ye Lingyue was all based on Ye Lingyue letting Di Qiluo take a good sleep.
Ever since Di Qiluo gave birth to a child, she has never slept so hard. In her mind, Ye Lingyue is undoubtedly a magician now.
"She is the magician I invited. If she is a maid, what are you?"
Di Qiluo sneered.
A man who is not successful enough.
Zhan Teng was speechless, Ye Lingyue smiled and stood behind Di Qiluo.
One person waited, and followed Emperor Qiluo all the way to the ancestral hall.
About a quarter of an hour, a simple and solemn courtyard appeared in front of me.
The golden eaves of the Zhu wall, that is the ancestral hall of the Emperor's Demon's House, which is also the core area of the entire Emperor's Demon Mansion, where the tablets of the Emperor's Demon Martyrs Lizong are displayed.
Today is the day of the selection of the young patriarchs, and the usually deserted ancestral hall has also become lively.
"Sangu."
Emperor Qiluo arrived, and heard a magpie-like voice. Emperor Jinse, with a dazzling red robe, walked over.
Emperor Jinse's face, although treated, did not fully recover, and there were still a few scars on her face. Today, she applied a lot of makeup, and she seemed to have the color of the past six or seven.
She seemed to be in a good mood, and voluntarily greeted Di Qiluo, knowing that she didn't treat her long-sleeved good-natured aunt very much on weekdays.
Di Qiluo squinted at Emperor Jinse and snorted at the bottom of his nose.
"Jin Se, do you still have my third aunt?"
Di Qiluo was dissatisfied.
"Sangu, why do you say that, Jin Se has always respected you."
The color of emperor Jinse's brows and cheers on his face made no secret.
Xi Jiuye made a strategic plan. It is a matter of her to become a young patriarch today. She did not even see Di Qiluo in her eyes.
No matter how long-sleeved and good dancing, after all, it is just a woman, without a son, and a waste husband, what climate can be.
"Respect me, you still wear like a flower peacock. Shiga is your brother, he just passed the first seven, you don't wear ma maid filial pie, and you wear red and green. Even if you don't look at Shiga's share , Here is the ancestral hall, you are dressed like a wind and dust woman, it is simply the style of the emperor's palace. No matter what your father and mother teach you, I am an elder who wants to teach you. "
Emperor Qiluo's sarcasm makes the penny that Emperor Jinse scolds worthless.
At this time, many people have gathered outside the ancestral hall.
Hearing Di Qiluo's rebuke, everyone looked at it. There was no light on the scolded face of Emperor Jinse, red and white, and I didn't know how to answer.
"Emperor Qiluo, what qualifications do you have to reprimand me. You are not my father and mother. What qualifications do you have to reprimand me? How much do you think you are able to marry? Son, I really thought that I was the mistress of the Emperor ’s Mansion, so I dared to point fingers at me. "
Emperor Jinse was also sharp-eyed and sharp-eyed. How could he stand and be scolded by others?