By decree and pro

The group of ministers was about five or six steps away from him.When Usman looked at them, they were not only bewildered, but also agreed to either lower their heads to study the upper of the shoe, or look up at the colored paintings on the ceiling, or they simply covered their faces with their hands and said: We didn't see anything.

Your Majesty was rejected by Prince Dayan, how could they see such an "extremely embarrassing" thing!Don't mind!

Even Feralas opened his notebook and pretended to be studying the notes, with a very focused expression on his face.

"You..." Usman was speechless, so he gave up and said, "Yanyan, you misunderstood me about Mingyue."

"Hehe..." The reason why the sneer was a sneer was because it sent chills down one's spine.

"Yan~yan~" Usman is not afraid of death. He looked at the outline of Yan behind the hollowed-out door panel, and stretched out his hand to lightly poke the white gauze at the carved part. The soft and tough touch is Yan's back.

"Oh!"

In an instant, the flexible gauze used for privacy and dustproof on the two doors was all shattered by the force, and the fragments flew Usman all over his head and body like snowflakes!

Those ministers were amazed that His Royal Highness's inner strength was so strong, and some ministers, such as Feralas, had already seen it with their own eyes in the Colosseum. Naturally, they knew it clearly, but they were still so shocked that their scalps became numb.

"Your Highness is really amazing." While sighing in their hearts, they all backed away.

Without the hindrance of the window screen, Usman could see clearly inside through the openworked door. Yan still stood with his back to the door, his ears were red and angry.

"Yanyan..." Usman shouted.

Yan simply left the door, walked inside, and then sat down in front of the piano platform in the flower hall.

Usman could still see Yan, and Ilya was serving him with a cup of hot tea.Shen Fangyu was also there, but he didn't want to intervene to persuade him at all.

"Then I'll come back later." Usman whispered.

Yan fiddled with the strings once and for all, completely ignoring him.

Usman left the door and returned to the ministers. Feralas whispered: "Your Majesty, forgive me for speaking bluntly. Why do you have to knock on the door at this moment? Otherwise, what's your face?"

Usman narrowed his eyes and reprimanded displeasedly: "What's the matter with you, is this king needing face now? I just want the future queen to calm down. You don't want to think about important things, just think about it." These useless things!"

"Yes, I am stupid, please forgive me!" Feralas hurriedly pleaded guilty.

"Okay, you are unmarried, why are you here to join in the fun, and stay on the sidelines." Usman waved away the shame-faced Feralas.

"His Royal Highness has a serious temper." The [-]-year-old minister was already frightened, and now the handkerchief was wiping cold sweat instead of hot sweat. "It's even worse than my family."

"Where is his temper?" Usman was unhappy again, frowning and said, "Yanyan is just angry with this king, if you don't know what to say, back off, don't make random comparisons."

"Yes, yes..." Before the old minister had time to back away, a military general came forward and said, "Your Majesty, I have been married for seven years, my son is five years old, and my daughter is just one month old. The relationship between husband and wife has always been harmonious because of this There is a secret."

"Tell me." Usman said.

"I don't care about Sanqi 21, as long as you see her upset, you should apologize first and speak soft words first."

"Wait, what do you mean?" Usman glared at the general dissatisfied and said, "It was the prince who made the prince angry, so the prince ignored me. Why don't you just apologize first, which is what you said It's the prince who is wrong."

"This……"

"Go, go, go away." Usman waved impatiently, "You go and stay there too."

"Your Majesty, I haven't married a wife..." A minister hurriedly said when he saw the Lord looking at him.

"Then what are you doing in front of this king? Asking for punishment?"

"No, my servant will back away now."

A bunch of courtiers who were either single or gave wrong advice soon crowded in the corridor.

There are not many people left in front of Usman.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the prince is in a rage now, why don't you come back later..." This official was very cunning, he used what Usman said just now, so that he wouldn't say the wrong thing again.

"What did you say?" I didn't think Usman was as upset, no, it was even more upset, "I just said 'come back later', but I won't really walk away, leaving the angry prince alone, Your heart is too relaxed."

"Yes, yes... It's because I didn't think carefully enough that I can't leave, and I absolutely can't leave right now." Wen Chen kept nodding his head, and without Usman's words, he went to the other side and stood against the base of the wall.

"Who else?"

"This... I really don't know what to do..." The rest honestly admitted that they were at a loss.

"What did you do?" Usman looked around the ministers and said, "Especially those who are not married, the king gave you a generous salary, so that you can support your family and wives, not for you to spend time and wine. Since you don't have a wife at home If you don’t have children, then your salary will be halved in the future.”

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Those bachelors were used to being extravagant, how could they get half of their salary, and immediately knelt down.

There was a "creak".

The door opened.

Ilya cautiously poked her head out, looking at the extremely lively group of people in the corridor.

"Your Majesty, the Prince is here to invite you."

"Phew!" Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the cold sweat and hot sweat together were really torturous.

Usman's anger dissipated instantly, and he walked over with a smile on his face.

"Your Majesty is His Majesty after all, this trick is just right to use it secretly." Feralas sighed.

"Sneaking into Chen Cang?" Someone was stunned, and then suddenly realized: "So that's how it is!"

Priest Tower, Divination Hall.

The chief raven warlock, Harigo, pushed open the marble door carved with countless black ravens, and walked into the hall covered with fine white sand.

The sun illuminates the huge five-element map on the ground through the towering windows, and also shines on the gemstone ball that symbolizes gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, the five spiritual elements, as if carved through, extraordinarily crystal clear .

Elder Priest Bai Mufa leaned on a crutch made of old withered vine, standing in front of the undead stone in the middle of the Five Elements Diagram, wrinkling his face that was more wrinkled and dry than the ancient vine crutch, staring intently at the huge sharp-billed crow in the stone .

It is covered with a layer of golden light, its black eyes, sharp claws, and each of its blade-like wings are accumulating strength. When the time is right, it can break free from the shackles of this black stone at any time, cut through sky.

"Elder." Harigo complained, "Your Majesty is too messy!"

"He doesn't always do whatever he wants, and no one can stop him." Bai Mufa's voice was old but not weak, echoing like a bell in the hall.

"It's different this time. He actually moved to live in the Swan Palace, and he didn't even come to notify the Priest Tower."

"Harigo," Bai Mufa's voice suddenly became a little lower, "Has your majesty made any changes recently?"

"Elder, didn't you hear what I said? Your Majesty's latest 'change' is serious. He pretended to be a crow spirit warlock, overturned the fighting beast camp... and broke into the ancient tomb of Linze, and now he is moving to the palace at will. To marry the prince of Dayan..."

"I mean—is there any change in his power?" Bai Mufa's eyelid creases that looked like old tree roots suddenly shot at Harigo, and the displeasure was obvious.

"This... I once sensed Frostfang's abnormal roar, but it passed away in a flash and didn't have any effect..." Harigo hurriedly asked, "Elder, what did you notice?"

"The Beastmaster is always the most sensitive to powerful forces. When I gave him Frostfang, it was like tying a bell to a cat. Harigo, you are being careless."

"Then what's the situation now?" Harigo asked anxiously.

"...The seal on his body is being lifted, although it is extremely slow, but the destiny has been opened, and we have finally come to this day." Bai Mufa looked at the night-black undead orb and said.

Harigo was so shocked that he couldn't speak, his face turned pale instantly, and even his fingers hidden under the black robe were trembling.

"Then, that elder, how much time do we have?" Harigo finally managed to speak.

"A few months, or a year." Bai Mufa lightly touched the "sharp-toothed crow" on the orb, "Harigo, you don't have to be afraid, this matter is not as terrible as you think."

"Elder, we... what should we do next?"

"Wait and see what happens," Bai Mufa closed his eyes and said, "Maybe it's a good way."

"Can……"

"Destruction is rebirth, life and death, and samsara, is the real immortality." Bai Mufa said deeply, and the old body merged into the strong and dazzling sunlight, as if turning into a white halo, It seems to have disappeared.

swan palace

Yan is still sitting and playing the piano, there is no specific piece of music, just play wherever he goes.

Usman stood and listened, without any specific posture, and followed Yan's tune, sometimes concentrating, sometimes resting his cheeks, and sometimes smiling.

"What are they doing?" Ilya couldn't understand, half an hour passed, and they didn't even say a word.

In order not to disturb the two of them, Ilya pulled Shen Fangyu back into the dining room, but none of them spoke.

"One is sorting out his thoughts," Shen Fangyu said, "The other is pretending to understand."

"What do you mean?" Ilya looked at Shen Fangyu, "I still don't understand."

Shen Fangyu sighed softly: "His Royal Highness is restless, and needs to persuade himself to calm down, so he uses the piano to express his feelings. The King of Xiliang is trying to please His Highness in every possible way, no matter what he plays, he will try his best to cooperate, but the sound of the piano expresses his heart, how can he do this?" I know His Highness well, so I say he pretends to understand."

"Not necessarily." Ilya said, "Your Majesty is still very attentive to the Prince, it may not be because he doesn't understand his piano sound."

"Yanyan, you don't need to be bothered," Usman said suddenly, "If you find it annoying, you can cancel our previous agreement."

Yan's piano sound stopped abruptly, he looked up at Usman and said, "You think I can't?"

"You will, so I'm afraid." Usman said very honestly.

"Stop doing this, pretending to be pitiful won't work here." Yan said with a straight face.

"Then can I beg you?" Usman squatted directly in front of the piano platform, imitating Shuangya when he acted like a baby to him, and looked at Yan longingly, "Even if I beg you, just use me, Whether you use me to get in and out of the ancient tombs in Xiliang, or use me to investigate the priest's tower, I have no complaints or regrets."

"What are they talking about?" Now it was Shen Fangyu's turn to be confused, "What kind of drama is this Xiliang king playing?"

"What else can it be?" Ilya twitched, "Of course it's about their marriage."

"marry?!"

"You do not know?"

"I know, and I heard Jinayali mention something, but how could this be true..."

"Didn't you see your majesty's humility?" Ilya said, "The impossible things have happened, what else is impossible?"

"This is simply impossible!" Shen Fangyu said, "The Prince will not marry the King of Xiliang."

"It's not up to you." Ilya was a little annoyed, thinking what happened to Shen Fangyu, what's wrong with the king marrying the prince.No matter their looks, identities, or talents, the two are quite right.

Shen Fangyu muffled: "Anyway, it's not good." Then he continued to pay attention to the movement in the flower hall.

"Usman." Yan lowered his head, looked at Usman and said, "When you have a meeting next time, can you stay away from my door?"

"what?"

"The words you said..." Yan took a deep breath, and then said, "I don't feel comfortable listening, it's too nasty. Don't you feel ashamed in front of so many courtiers?"

"No." Usman looked upright, "Those are words from the bottom of my heart, so I naturally don't feel ashamed."

"But I don't want to hear it." Yan frowned.

"So, I'll hide from you next time?"

"It's even worse to hide from me!" Yan raised his hand and grabbed Usman's cheek, "Who knows if you will say something more embarrassing!"

"Yes~, yes...then I won't say anything." Usman changed his words quickly after his face was deformed by pinching.

"That's about the same." Yan let go, "Don't worry, I won't regret what I promised. However, I don't want Brother Huang to know about the marriage. I'll talk to him later."

"Okay, you can do whatever you want." Usman didn't hesitate at all.

"you can go now."

"Huh? I just came in..."

"Your group of courtiers stood in the corridor for half an hour, I can't harm Chi Yu." Yan said, "I only target you."

"Yanyan, you are really angry with me because of Mingyue."

"Princess Mingyue will stay here until she leaves voluntarily."

"Okay." Usman nodded, "But Yanyan, I urged Mingyue to leave, not for the reason you thought."

"Oh?" Yan raised his eyebrows, "Is there anything else?"

"How could I question your intentions for your brother?" Usman smiled bitterly, "I was worried that after you saw the bright moon, you would feel homesick... and went straight home regardless of everything."

Yan was stunned, he never thought that Usman was so afraid of him going back.