Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

When the young man around him saw the letter, he explained, “Go back to Your Majesty, this is also the treasure that the State Master unintentionally discovered. He sent the craftsmen six months ago to create the sculpture, which is now the beauty of the jade. ”

The queen laughed more and more softly. “The master is so thoughtful. The grieving family is even happy. Hurry up and arrange a seat for the master. ”

The emperor smiled and nodded slightly at Liu Weng next to him.

The statesman's seat was already ready, and the first one on the left hand side of the next one was higher than Liu Bohan, the prime minister in a pint.

The stranger was overwhelmed by the fact that the status of this division was so revered.

The master never looked at her, but sat in his seat and did not speak.

There was a toast, and he just slightly bowed his head and raised his hand to the symbolic toast.

Yan Mo Li glanced at him and suddenly got up, laughing: “Grandmother Wang, the master of the country has prepared such a big gift, it makes it difficult for her grandson's gift to come out and give an ugly gift. ”

The queen saw, only to see the smile of mercy, “Giving everything is the heart, the grieving family naturally likes everything. ”

“The grandson gave his grandmother a gift.” Yan Mo Li turned his head towards the attendant behind him and immediately someone came up with a picture roll.

The scroll was opened in front of everyone without needing to be opened. It was originally a Bodhisattva salvation picture, in which the Bodhisattva eyebrows and goodness appeared, showing mercy, and the scroll was slightly yellow and unusual.

“This painting was originally made by the master of Anshan Temple Huijie before he was silent. It has been hanging in the temple for so many years. His grandson deliberately asked to bless Grandmother Fuze and extend her life. ”

The queen laughed as usual. She praised her face with joy, and the servant accepted it.

Thought Yan Mo Li was careful enough to give this gift, but did not think about it. He did not sit down after he said it, but looked at Bao Rong Emperor again.

“Father.” He smiled. “Now, with the birthday of his grandmother, one of the children wants to introduce him to his father. ”

Po Rong, slightly eyebrow-picking, slightly interested, “Who will choose to refer you at this time? ”

Yan Mo Li smiled mysteriously and passed down.

He is naturally curious about this pie, so he can't wait.

In the eyes of the crowd, a white boy slowly walked in.

He also looked seventeen or eighteen years old, eyebrows sophisticated and handsome, wearing a rolling white coat with an attack, a layer of white veil in the outer cage, the position of pure white cuffs embroidered an ancient totem style in gold thread, hair only in a wooden half-drawn and half scattered.

Behind him, he also followed several women with identical clothes, except that they wore white clothes with no rolling edges and embroidered cuffs in the same coloured white line with the same totem style, which was not obvious.

There are not many people here who know this totem, but most of them are shocked by their clothes and their temperament and talk about it.

The leading white man smiled with a smile on his face, stepped forward, bowed slightly, his voice was clear, "The Witch Immortal Son knew better than to meet His Majesty. ”

The woman behind him also bowed slightly with her legs straightened and unbent.

Everyone heard it, it was all dark, and a lot of people were confused.

And Bao Rong obviously knew about the Witch Immortal Nation. The same shock was seen. Almost the subconscious stood up, slightly disoriented, “Witch Immortal Nation... Son? ”

“Are you the son of the Witch Fairy? ”