abnabooks Chapter 224 Xuan Wuji’s Illusion
Chapter 224 Xuan Wuji’s Illusion
"what happened to you?"
At that time, Xiao Yunting, who was a few steps below, immediately noticed something strange about her. He glanced around with sharp eyes, and soon discovered a floating formation under her feet.
The formation was closely connected with the books on the desk, and the light became brighter and brighter.
'Don't come over here. '
Ye Lan tried to open her mouth to speak, but found that no sound could come out. There seemed to be some force pulling her down.
At this time, Xiao Yunting still rushed up, not caring that it was a national treasure, and kicked the jade case over with one kick.
He thought that the operation of the formation was similar to the energy supply, and that as long as the source was cut off, the spellcasting could be interrupted.
Originally, this thought was correct, but he forgot that the master of this formation was a demon god who had survived for thousands of years. His soul was spread throughout the Luminous City, and the formation under his feet was the most domineering point of the formation.
So the moment he stepped in, he was also frozen.
The second their eyes met, the dazzling light blurred each other's vision.
When Ye Lan opened his eyes again, he saw Liuli City in the daytime.
"Queen, the time has come today and you should go back."
There was a strange tone coming from behind, and the strange thing was that Ye Lan could understand it.
She turned around and saw a group of maids kneeling in the pavilion. They were all dressed in ancient costumes, with their hair in buns, and were kneeling in her direction.
As she lowered her eyes, she saw the wide red sleeves on her body, Kou Danhong painted on her fingernails, and the Nine Heavens Black Phoenix embroidered on the hem of her skirt, which were clearly the accessories of the ancient queen's court attire.
She turned to look at the palace gate again, staring at the streets full of cars and horses, and asked quietly, "What year is it today?"
"Queen?" The maid was a little confused by the question, and said in shock and fear: "It is the fifth year of Mingyong. Are you feeling unwell? Do you need a witch doctor to see you?"
Mingyong five years.
Hearing this unfamiliar era name, Ye Lan was even more sure that he had been dragged into a fantasy world.
The fifth year after Liu Yong ascended the throne, the second year after the completion of Liulic City, and the first year when Xuanwu Ji settled in the East Palace.
"queen?"
Seeing that she didn't respond, the leading maid asked again, with a slightly anxious tone, "Time is running out. If you are really feeling unwell, please go back."
Although the other party was kneeling, his attitude was a bit tougher.
With a room full of kneeling servants, Ye Lan vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and did not resist at the moment, letting the maid lead the way back to the dormitory.
The bedroom is extremely luxurious, with calligraphy, paintings, jades and various strange ornaments everywhere, which should be tribute from other countries.
Being in it is like entering a golden mountain.
But Ye Lan found that there were shallow marks on the bottom of those things. It was obvious that no one looked at them on weekdays. Instead, the corner of the desk in the room had worn edges, and the futon underneath was obviously old.
It looked like Xuan Wuji spent most of the day here.
"Queen, the ministers outside are still waiting, you'd better start quickly."
The eldest maid warned again.
Ye Lan had no relevant memory, so he did everything as he was told and sat down in front of a table surrounded by several maids.
Soon someone placed a volume in front of her and unfolded it, and another person handed over a brush dipped in ink.
Ye Lan took it in his hand and scanned it with lowered eyes. He found that although the text was very different from modern Chinese characters, he could still understand it, and he recognized at first sight that it was a memorial submitted by officials from various places.
"You want me to review this?" She asked with interest instead of writing.
The maid was startled, then stepped forward and took a quick look, then said doubtfully: "This is just an ordinary tax report submitted this year. Is there any problem, Madam?"
Hearing this, Ye Lan raised his eyebrows and completely confirmed one thing.
Rumor has it that the Demon Queen Xuan Wuji, who was hidden in the Liuli City by the Golden House, did not do extravagant and lewd things every day, but helped Liu Yong approve memorials.
As the memorials were approved one after another, the eldest maid even skipped the step of asking the monarch for instructions again, and directly stamped them with the king's seal, and then others sent them out to Liuli City to the officials of various ministries for execution.
In the process, Ye Lan also felt that Xuan Wuji's understanding of the current national conditions of the Ming Dynasty and her insight into decision-making were no less than those of men.
"Queen, you have been tired for a long day and it's time for dinner. Should you go to the Star Picking Pavilion here or go?" The maid lit a lamp aside and asked softly when she came back.
Ye Lan expected that he would go to the Star Picking Pavilion at noon, so he shook his head to indicate that he was in the room, and asked casually: "Where is the king?"
The eldest maid paused for a moment, looking a little surprised, "Do you want to have dinner with the king? I'll go there right now..."
As she spoke, she held up her skirt and happily went to report, but was interrupted before she left the room.
"No need." Ye Lan raised his hand and said calmly: "I just want to know where he is now."
The eldest maid was not surprised when she was blocked. She lowered her head and responded obediently: "Back to the queen, the king is enjoying the singing and dancing in the side hall. There are some good talents among the new group of dancers. The king is in high spirits, and he has seen a lot of things in the past few days. late."
The other party's words were very euphemistic, but Ye Lan still understood.
"Yeah, I got it. You can go down." She waved away the other party without emotion. After they left, she got up and walked to the shelf behind the desk. She took out a few frequently used classics and found that they were not female deli. It's a biography of a woman, and it's all about mountains and rivers, geography, marching and fighting.
There are even a few books dedicated to studying restraint methods for wizards, which seem to be very disdainful of witchcraft.
After dinner, she returned to the Star Picking Pavilion and stood at the previous place overlooking the entire palace city.
Today's tax brochure said that the treasury was empty and the tax revenue was less than half of last year. She ordered that the curfew be lifted in the city. Now thousands of lights have been lit up and the streets are still lively.
That shows that Xuan Wuji's order was executed immediately.
"Hehe, Your Majesty, come and arrest me..."
At this time, the sound of women's play and the playing of silk and bamboo were heard from the side hall not far away. Occasionally, a fragrant breeze blew out, and the air was filled with the smell of powder.
Ye Lan lowered her eyes and saw a man in dark gold brocade robes throwing himself on the railing, holding a half-dressed woman in his arms. His drunken look reminded her of the records of unofficial history.
'Liu Yong, a young dandy, has worked hard to govern since he boarded the plane. Although he dotes on his wife to an extreme, he is blameless in government affairs. '
"The Demon Queen, Mingjun..." She leaned against the railing and tapped the shiny jade with her fingertips, and the corners of her lips curved slightly.
interesting.
At night, Liu Yong came over drunk and tried to break in. Later, he was stopped by the maid, and he didn't know which maid he took to vent his anger.
When I woke up for breakfast the next day, the maid serving the dishes was replaced.
"Why are you crying?" Ye Lan's character was now affected by the Demon Queen, and she was a little soft-hearted, but she did not resist. Instead, she acted according to her heart and cared about a palace servant who served her every day, "Yesterday's Qiu'er Woolen cloth?"
The maid who originally lowered her head to hold back her tears couldn't hold back after hearing this. She cried and choked out: "Back to the queen, last night Qiu'er, she was summoned by the king to sleep with her..."