Chapter 1209: The cute and adorable little general of the "Oiran" (94)
King Beihu and his party had already arrived in the imperial capital.
But Bei Xiuli is still squatting in the East Capital Office!
What can I do...
The six old men scratched their ears and cheeks for many days, and almost cleaned up their handsome and majestic goatees, and they thought about a lot of coping plans day and night.
It's a pity that the guards of the Imperial City Gate hurried to report before it dawned.
The Yujia Eastern Patrol team appeared outside the city gate without warning.
Situ Ling didn't even say hello, and came back calmly!
This is really a blow to the six major regents.
You know, the spies the day before yesterday reported that the saint was still soaking in the wind and moon field of Fengxianglou.
Even if he put his wings in, it is impossible for him to return to the gate of the imperial capital in one day!
However, what caught the six old men caught off guard was that the little emperor, who had always avoided the marriage and escaped on the eve of the marriage, unexpectedly mentioned the marriage and seal of March 3rd during his first imperial court after returning to the palace. After the ceremony!
"...Since the capital of Beihu has arrived in the imperial capital with the second princess, why is there still no atmosphere of happy events in the palace?"
In the court hall, Situ Ling leisurely sipped tea while squinting her eyes casually, scanning lightly at the court officials.
In the meantime, he even carelessly swept over the face of Ouyang Lian who was like a black pot for a moment.
Immediately he smiled low, his eyes turned cold, "Ouyang Fuma, as the envoy of Beihu, should you explain a few words to Gu for your old man?"
"this……"
The Beihu envoys behind Ouyang Lian looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
On the other hand, Ouyang Lian had a sullen handsome face, staring at Situ Ling gloomily for a long time, and refused to speak.
Seeing this scene, Situ Ling couldn't help but sneered even more: "Ouyang Lian, Ouyang Lian, you really are a married man. You have forgotten the sacramental rituals of my Xuanyuan face?"
"..."
Ouyang Lian was stimulated by his words, his eyes staring slightly with anger, and his fists clenched.
But he was fighting for a while, but only when his father Taiwei Ouyang's crazy eyes signaled, he had to bow his head towards Situ Ling and bow his hands.
"The minister did not intend to do it, please forgive the sins!"
Word by word was almost squeezed out from between the teeth.
No, this little emperor used to be just a little brother behind his imperial capital Ouyang Young Master. For the sake of his father's face, this little devil even had to give him three points!
Now they are all talking to him in this tone...
Moreover, 80% of this light and arbitrary tone was learned from that **** Feng Lankou!
Thinking of this, Ouyang Lian had a sudden stop, and suddenly felt that a particularly weird gaze was falling on him.
He glanced in amazement, but almost vomited blood out of breath.
——Why is Feng Lan also in this courtroom!
At this moment, I saw that the **** man was also wearing a grade of court clothes, standing lightly beside the little general.
As if seeing through his thoughts just now, he curled his lips and smiled triumphantly.
"...Okay, don't forgive or not forgive your sins, just tell the lonely business."
Situ Ling slapped his hand on the dragon chair and continued to speak, "I heard that the second princess of Beihu, Bei Xiuli, has disappeared recently, so that King Beihu can only come alone. Do all the Aiqing know that this happened?"