Nirvana In Fire

“Useless stuff, get lost! Everybody get the fuck off this king!” An outburst of anger broke out in the study of the Imperial Palace, followed by two waitresses who fell and crawled out, one half of whom was splashed with tea and the other with pieces of teacup in his hand. They were all earthy, wary and frightened, and even his hair was a little scattered by the rush to run.

“What happened to the prince?” A gentle voice rang and the two maids looked up and hurried to kneel.

“Back to the princess, the prince hates hot tea... all slaves serve poorly...”

Liu Mei, Princess Yu, walked quickly to the door of the study, saw half the door hidden, then pushed her hand open and walked in.

“Who's coming in again? The king told you to get out! Get out! ”

“Your Highness...” said the Princess Yu softly, "Rage hurts your body, ask your Highness to cherish your precious body. ”

Wang Yu turned around and suppressed his anger. “It's you," he said. Can I help you? ”

“On the verge of New Year's Eve, I have prepared a gift list for the year after dedicating to my father and mother. I would like to show the prince what is wrong. ”

Yu Wang reached for the goose and yellow gift note handed over by his wife and quickly swept it over and returned it. "You know the mother's preference best. She is satisfied every year. Do as you wish this year. ”

“Yes.” Princess Yu retracted the letterhead in her sleeve, Xu Xu said, "The maid in the palace is poorly tuned, it is my negligence, please don't be angry. ”

“None of your business, those girls are clumsy...”

Princess Yu placed her hands gently on the husband's arm and asked softly: “If anything is wrong with the prince, please tell me and let me share some. ”

“Nothing... you don't understand what's going on out there...” Yu Wang patted her hand and said warmly, "Don't worry, you're tired for a while, go rest. ”

The Queen Emeritus gently bit Cherry Red's lower lip and lowered her head: “But because she looks like a girl...”

“Where did you think you were going?” Yu Wang frowned, "I am worried about the affairs of the state, you do not want women's opinions. ”

“Actually... I can talk to Girl Ruru, although she is a sidekick, but as long as His Majesty likes it, I will definitely not embarrass her at all. Even if His Majesty wants to promote her again in the future, I too...”

“Bullshit again!” Wang Yu glanced at her angrily, seeing her face turned white, and holding her in her arms again. "Well, as I have said many times, you are you, as if you were always the only princess, don't bother yourself. Her Majesty is in the palace, and she still relies on you to enjoy herself under her knees. You're not happy yourself. How can you do this for me? ”

“I'm sorry...” The Imperial Princess wrapped around the husband's waist, leaning closer to his chest, “You are so kind to me, if I could be smarter, I could share more worries for you...”

“You always think about it. Something or nothing, no.“ Yu Wang pushed her away gently and caressed her hair, "go and leave me alone. ”

Princess Yu nodded softly, bent her knees, slowly turned around and walked out, just walked to the ceiling outside the study, and met Mr. Shikang, one of the most desirable plotters in the house of Yu Wang, and stopped.

“Seen the princess.” Mr. Kang bowed and bowed.

“Forget it. I was just looking for a gentleman.” Princess Yu lifted her hand gently, "The Prince was in a bad mood. Would you like to invite Miss Qin to the house to solve one or two? ”

Mr. Kang shook his head: “This time it's about what's going on in the palace. If there's nothing the girl can do, there's nothing she can do. ”

“In the palace? What happened in the palace? ”

“The princess doesn't know? The Emperor has given a decree that the amnesty will be reduced to the new Vietnamese family, promoted to the Princess, and ordered to be accompanied by a festival. ”

The Princess Emeritus said: “Forgive the Vietnamese... what did the Queen's wife say? ”

“The will announced directly by the Superintendent of the Interior has no prior signs. The Queen does not even know the sound of the wind, what can be the reaction? ”

“It turns out... Vietnamese waited in the palace for more than a decade, the emperor probably missed the old feelings...”

Mr. Kang knew that the honorary princess was pure and that there was no need to speak to her in a deeper way, so he laughed.

“In that case, Mr. Lao was bothered to persuade His Majesty that things had happened and that depression would not help. ”

“Yes.”

“Rest assured in the palace, I will go into the palace and say hello to the queen. ”

Mr. Kang laughed: "Your Highness thanks to such wise help as a princess. ”

“Sir, thank you.” The Princess Emeritus said a word of humility and took a step back. Mr. Kang hurriedly flashed to the side of the road, waiting for her to go away. He glanced at himself and said: “The Vietnamese princess is reset. I wonder if the one who pulled her down the Kirin talent of the Queen's throne is as angry as the king? ”

Contrary to the expectations of this Mr. Kang, after hearing the news of the pardon of the Vietnamese princess, Mae Changsu had no particular reaction. He was still nestled by the stove. He looked at the information sent by Miaoyin Fang on one page and threw one page into the fire basin. The flying stream squatted aside to see the flame a little higher and a little lower, and it was a pleasure to see it.

At this time, the thick cotton curtain was lifted, and the freshly running flame was pressed by the cold wind, which suddenly darkened, and the flying stream stared angrily at the intruder.

Meng Si did not notice the unfriendly gaze of the flying stream and walked to Mae Chang-su. "You look quite idle..."

“You have cold air, don't get so close to me, go bake, come back when it's hot. ”

Meng Si couldn't help but smile and look at him: “Haven't you heard the news yet? Guess where I'm from? ”

“Mu Wang Fu. ”

Meng Min was told by him. He couldn't help but provoke his eyebrows and grabbed Mae Chang-su's face. “Xiao-chu, how did you become more and more like a monster when you came back? Are you still alive? ”

"Let go! ”

“Did you find out?” Mae Chang-su smiled, “I'm a ghost. Are you afraid? ”

“If everyone could come back, I'd be happy even if it was a ghost.” Sigh sincerely, “you guessed well. I just came from King Mu's Palace. King Mu was so angry that he bit his nan wood chair out of his teeth...”

“Bite!” The flying stream suddenly popped up with two words, so I glanced at him.

“We were right about flying. Nanki is soft and bites well. It doesn't take too much effort to bite out the teeth...” Mae Chang Su patted the teenager's head praiseworthy.

“Hey, you two...” Meng Si just felt helpless, “I'm serious! ”

“Flying, Uncle Meng said you were not serious...” Mae Chang-su challenged.

The stream opened its eyes somewhat bewildered.

“Unserious means like Brother Chen. Do you remember how the uncles of the alliance used to scold Brother Chen? ”

After listening, the uncle dared to say that he was as angry as Morning, jumped up, and a sharp palm wind struck out. Meng Xi is not afraid, but always respond with a little spirit. For a moment, the two of them have been indoors fighting.

“Shu, tell him to stop, I'm telling you!” Meng sincerely shouted.

Mae Chang-su sat smiling and embraced Joe. He encouraged him: "Come on, Flying. It's a rare opportunity to cut with Uncle Meng..."

Meng Si took a look at this person's playfulness has come up, there is some hidden joy in his heart after helplessness. Anyway, he still has a little bit of Lin Shu's previous shadow on him. It's always a comforting thing. Besides, dealing with the flying stream is actually very interesting, so just calm down and take it seriously.

The characteristics of flying martial arts are always unpredictable. Naturally, they prevail over those who traveled the same way last summer and winter, but when they encounter this type of Zhou Zheng Yanggang martial arts, they can't help but be restrained. Not to mention that small children have been seriously injured by flying streams, or far less than Shaolin's authentic mind is firmly practiced.

But just because it is obviously not a sincere opponent, the fighting spirit of the flying stream is even more vigorous, there is no clue in the mind, all attention is focused on the current fight, not long after, Monsieur found a surprising thing.

Flying streams can actually remember the opponent's strength, gas-field characteristics in the opponent, and instantly modify themselves accordingly.

That is, when you've had a move to hold him, you'll never use the same move to work on him again. Unless you increase your strength or change the direction of the airfield, the flying stream will definitely break this move and force you to use it to remedy it.

It is incredible that such an amazing ability to learn should appear on a somewhat mentally retarded teenager. But perhaps it was his limited intelligence in some areas that inspired his astonishing martial arts genius.

“Are you frightened?” Mae Chang-su laughed slowly, “Brother Montgomery, you have to be stronger.”

Meng Silong smiled: “It's no use helping him. Where is my heart so easily messed up? He's trying to beat me. I'm early!” Though he spoke, the breath was undisturbed, and the surrounding Shaolin stiffened a few points, slowly turning his hands and welcoming, in an extremely rounded position to the flying palms. Young eyebrows, suddenly the shadow, as if instantly disappeared in place, the instant appeared behind Meng Min. However, although his movements were fast, he moved slowly and somehow. Meng Min beat, which was suddenly the position of his back turned to the front, his palms couldn't retract, he was sincerely and firmly sucked, his strength threw up, the whole person flew out, and he even turned his back in the air. When he fell, he was still a little unstable.

“It's okay,” Mae Chang-su waved to the teenager, “we can't fight this time, we'll fight next time. ”

"Xiao Shu, are you feeding me to this child? ”

“So what?” Mae Chang Sulu smiled like a spring breeze, "you can't be so mean, is it not fun to fly with us? Look how cute we are flying..."

Meng Si exhaled. Beautiful is true, but cute...?? But he also really liked this very talented martial arts teenager. He didn't mind coming here from time to time. At the moment, he just smiled with tolerance and sat down with Mae Changsu. “Looking at you, it doesn't seem surprising that the Vietnamese princess will reset? ”

“What's so unexpected?” May Chang Su faintly said, "After all, the crime of the Vietnamese princess is not directed against the Emperor himself. His Majesty has never paid much attention to the suffering of others. Don't you understand? ”

“You don't have to say His Majesty like this, do you?” Sincerely, there is some embarrassment, “in any case, His Majesty is always His Majesty, and there is indeed a reason for the year-end ceremony. ”

“What's with the year-end ceremony?” Mae Chang Su Leng smiled coldly, "Doesn't the prince have a mother? After the sacrifice was spilled, the dress of the Emperor's Queen was touched to the ground, which is the proper filial piety. What's the big deal? ”

“Ah?” Meng Si stunned. “But in previous years...”

“The sacrifice of previous years is because Vietnamese princess is a pint princess, with the crown of nine pearls, standing side by side with the queen around the emperor, so when the prince kneels and caresses the skirt, everyone feels natural. Even the ceremonial ministry, which was supposed to be the most sensitive to ceremonial systems, did not propose corrections to the prince's behaviour, and of course others were less likely to realize the deviation between them. ”

“It seems reasonable to hear you say this...” Meng grabbed the back of his head, “There are so many ritual rules, how should each one be understood in detail should still be the most familiar in the ceremonial department, how can Chen Laoshang did not say...”

“Chen Yuancheng?” Mae Chang Su's smile was cooler, “it seemed to be a neutral courtesy, only an old book with the word 'courtesy’ in his eyes... heh... here's the most ridiculous part...”

Meng looked sincerely at Mae Chang-su's face: “Xiao-Shu, you mean to say...”

“Since Chen Yuancheng's only grandson escaped from the front line, and Xie Yu deliberately returned to protect him from the death penalty, this old book became a dog of Ning Guohou... Alas, no wonder, people can't always escape the debt of their children. This is the case in He Jingzhong, why not taste Chen Yuancheng? ”

Meng Zheng opened his mouth in amazement. He was not disturbed for half a day. Even his eyes were stunned.

“Chen Yuancheng clearly knows that according to the ritual rules, as long as the queen is present, it is not important to have a Vietnamese princess, but he dares not say it. As soon as Xie Yu had an order in advance, he also understood that the Emperor was just looking for an excuse to forgive the Princess...” Mae Chang-su sneered, “What an honest and loyal two dynasty senator, but also an old fox.

Scream before you go to sleep and vote again today!!!!