"Your Majesty, are you planning to confer this title on... Mr. Yao?" Xie Yujin spoke up again.
He stood on a few steps of the clouds, his cool eyes fell, and his tone became a little lower.
Xu Shanshan did not speak. She retracted her hand playfully, ignoring all the sights and movements around her. Instead, she turned her head and asked another man: "What is your name?"
The man was next to Yao Hui. He had a serious and thoughtful look on his face. When he was suddenly questioned, he was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed unnaturally, looking like he was flattered.
He hurriedly knelt down and said: "Xu Jia, a humble citizen, comes to pay homage to Your Majesty."
This Xu Jia seems to be more flexible and clever than the stiff "stone" Yao Hui, but the Empress Dowager is still not satisfied.
Her eyes wandered over Wei Canghao, Gu Yuejiarong and Tang Jiashan intentionally or unintentionally. Again, these second-generation officials were each more prettier than the last, and they all looked at His Majesty eagerly, waiting for her "favor". .
And these little-known Yao Hui and Xu Jia... How should I put it, in the eyes of the Empress Dowager, who has met countless people, their backgrounds can be seen at once - they are cramped, short-sighted, greedy but inferior. Human feelings will never be their first choice.
Their origins and experiences have shaped their reality, and their status and inner pursuits are what they long for throughout their lives.
She doesn't want to find some people like this to stay with His Majesty. His Majesty has been lonely for a hundred years. What she needs is those people who are desperate, courageous, and come to her as hot as fire.
"Have you learned any special skills?" Xu Shanshan asked Xu Jia.
This question is quite strange...
"I..." Although Xu Jia was wary, he hesitated for a moment and then replied meekly: "The common people can perform flower folding."
"Folding flowers?"
"Yes, this is a special skill of the common people. Your Majesty, would you like to take a look?"
He raised his head, his eyes were like the melting ice of spring, quietly charming her. Compared with the previous person who received "Holy Favor" but asked dry questions, his expression was much more interesting.
But at the same time, the faces of the showmen present were not very good.
"Flower folding is just a folk craft, and I can do it." Chi Jiangdong couldn't help but hold his breath and spoke.
"Quiet, Jiang Xiunan, please remember the rules of the palace. You must not speak out on your own without Your Majesty asking questions." The head eunuch scolded sternly.
Chi Jiangdong ignored him. He just stared at Xu Shanshan, as if he could see a hole in her face.
Xie Yujin said coldly: "There is no need for wild and untamed people in the palace. If they do it again, they will be disqualified from being elected to the palace and will be driven out of the Holy Capital!"
Wei Canghao grabbed Chi Jiangdong. His muscles were tense and his face was cold and angry. He was obviously aroused to be arrogant and unruly.
"A small impatience will mess up a big plan. If you lose the election at this time, who will you win?"
He glanced at Xie Yujin, then turned to Xu Shanshan, and saw that she had clearly heard their accusations of suppressing him, but she was watching indifferently from the other side, as if there was no relationship between her and him at all, and it was just a strange handsome man who appeared in front of him. here.
His eyes turned red and he lowered his eyes, his lips pursed into a stiff straight line.
Xu Jia stood up at this time, with a smile on his face, and a piece of paper appeared in his hand: "My folding flowers are different from others."
As soon as he spoke, everyone's attention returned to him.
"What's the difference?" Xu Shanshan asked with interest.
Xu Jia's fingers are a bit longer than those of ordinary people, but they are not clumsy when moving, but rather deft and delicate. A piece of square-cut paper undergoes a new transformation after being folded, pressed, and turned by his hands. He held up a hibiscus paper flower and handed it to Xu Shanshan's eyes, as tenderly as water: "Your Majesty, this purple hibiscus is given to you."
Xu Shanshan met his anxious and nervous gaze, stretched out his hand to take it, lowered his eyes to look at it, and then smiled: "It doesn't seem to be anything different, right?"
Xu Jia narrowed his eyes and said in a mysterious tone: "That's because I haven't cast the spell yet -"
The situation suddenly changed, and Xu Jia's face turned gloomy in an instant. The flattering and flattering smile that was just now disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a haze, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.
He had already secretly made a secret in his hand, and the purple hibiscus that stayed in Xu Shanshan's hand seemed to have come to life. The petals spread out in layers, and the golden stamens clustered in the center reflected a sharp cold light.
When the dangerous aura quietly approached, Xu Shanshan blocked his face with a finger and suddenly detached from the flower stem. The golden light shot out by the sharp arrow was blocked an inch away.
Its edge was extremely sharp, flashing with a cold light in the sunlight, like countless miniature daggers shooting out to the side.
The closest people near Xushan Mountain are Chi Jiangdong, Wei Canghao, and Li Yehe.
The air was cut open by it, making a slight whistling sound——
"Careful!"
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They were worried about Xu Shanshan's safety, but they had to deal with a penetrating wave of fatal murderous intent first.
Xu Shanshan glanced back and opened his mouth: "Protect——"
A transparent "wall" blocked their surroundings, and the terrifying murderous intent was intercepted again. Wei Canghao and Chi Jiangdong looked at her blankly.
The Empress Dowager suddenly stood up in a panic: "Shen'er——"
Xie Yujin frowned and looked ugly. He loudly summoned the guards to come forward to rescue him, and he also strode to Emperor Yue's side.
"Emperor Yue, as well as you men who love vanity and covet glory and wealth, today I ask you to be buried together in this nightmare tomb flower."
Xu Jia tore out the origami paper in his hand, opened the seals with his hands, and turned them into pieces of blood in mid-air, and then turned into "broken flowers" falling to the ground.
Its bright red color seems to be a bloody road leading to the underworld, which makes people shudder.
Everything in front of everyone's eyes became blurry, but no one could escape, but everything was overturned.
The world was turned upside down, the sun and the moon were reversed, and the four seasons were indistinguishable. When they opened their eyes again, they were horrified to find that they seemed to have entered a world completely different from reality.
The sky was dark gray, with a strange blood moon and a blue moon, but it was covered with white snow. They were clearly in the palace, but at a glance, they were in a wilderness filled with mountains and seas of flowers.
"What is this place?" The head eunuch's eyes widened and his face turned pale.
The Empress Dowager quickly ran over, grabbed Xu Shanshan and said in horror: "Shen'er, who is that Xu Jia just now? Why did he just break a flower and change so many of us here?"
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Xu Shanshan's pupils flashed with a dark golden light. The purple hibiscus flower in her hand had not yet been thrown away. She handed it to the Empress Dowager: "Take it."
"Is this...is this okay?" The Queen Mother looked confused.
Just now she saw that this paper flower turned into a man-eating flower, violently hurting people, and almost making holes in them... (End of Chapter)