But no wonder, the appearance and behavior of the man in front of him are the same as Yan Beicheng.
However, Yan Beicheng, who had been staring at her for so long, didn't even give her one.
Just as he was surprised, he heard another commotion in the room. Even the quiet individual, who had been sitting still, could not help staring at the people who came up slowly in the room.
I saw a man in Xuanyi walking slowly, walking gently and elegantly. He was tall and tall, and his cheeks were as delicate as those carved out of white jade. Every facial feature was very delicate and handsome. A pair of narrow Phoenix eyes were slightly picked up, and his eyes were cold.
He walked slowly to the center of the hall and stood. Then he bent slightly and simply saluted, "I've seen your majesty, Empress Dowager."
As for the queen, he ignored her.
What's more shocking is that the queen sitting on the seat was not half annoyed, but still with a smile on her face.
Baorong emperor, with a smile on his face, sat up straight and said, "the national master has been working for the state affairs for nearly a year. Just a few days after he came back, he just came here to see him. It's really hard work. I'm really not very happy."
"Your Majesty's praise."
The national master got up and lost his hand behind him. The broad brocade sleeve robe was filled with wind, and then it puffed up and fell again and again.
On the street, Hua Hua's eyes leaped over the national master and looked at some young girls sitting behind him who had not yet come out of the cabinet. When he saw that they were all blushing and looking at the national master with shame, he suddenly sighed in his heart.
This national teacher is really a monster.
Also A complicated person.
It's too complicated for her to see through.
Her eyes were so obvious, but the national teacher didn't feel it. Her voice continued: "I'm here to celebrate the Empress Dowager's birthday and to report my majesty's good news."
"Oh?" When the emperor heard the speech, he became interested.
Mo Shanghua glanced at Yan Beicheng, but saw that although his face was not wrong, his eyes fell on the national teacher from time to time. He seemed very interested.
She put this behavior in her eyes, but did not say much. She took her eyes back to the national teacher.
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It seems that the national master was born with few words. After he said that, he lost the following. Instead, he called two teenagers, about fifteen or sixteen years old. Both of them were dressed in white and had delicate faces.
Even the people around him were assimilated by him.
The flower brow on the road slightly picked to pick.
The two teenagers came forward with a half person high brocade box in their arms, and then carefully stood the brocade box on the ground, one holding it, the other opening it.
In the brocade box, there is a white jade with the same body, a smiling Bodhisattva. The jade is warm and transparent, and the room is full of brightness. Such a large piece of white jade, when you look at it carefully, even half of it is flawless. It is not an ordinary product.
Such a large piece of jade is extremely rare. Now it is carved by a skillful craftsman, which shows its sincerity.
All the people showed their admiration and admiration.
Don't mention the empress dowager, even Baorong emperor was full of exclamation, "where did the national master find such a treasure?"
The Empress Dowager nodded and said with a smile, "it's really a rare thing. I've been mourning for my family for decades, and I've rarely seen it. The national teacher really has a heart."
The national master just nodded his head lightly. Because of the exclamation of the people, he felt superior, and was still cool and indifferent.
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