Poison Doctor Demon Consort

When Tu Jiaoman heard this, Gulu stood up from his kneeling position, clapped his hands and shouted: "Your Majesty is wise! Tu Jiaoman understood what your Majesty meant! From now on, someone will dare to harm our queen. Those who are heartbroken should be punished and repaid a hundredfold!"

"Yeah." Master Jiu actually hummed openly to express his appreciation.

This time, Tu Jiaoman became even more proud.

Linghu Shuiyue glanced at Master Jiu, pouted her little mouth and said coolly: "Actually, if someone offends me, I may not repay him a hundred times, but maybe a thousand times. But it also depends on who it is, then Cui Yingying is Lord Jiu’s concubine, I don’t look at the monk’s face but the Buddha’s face.”

Master Jiu hooked up his lower lip and said, "Get up when you are full! We are also going to the palace."

Linghu Shuiyue suddenly turned around and turned to the canonization ceremony of the crown prince and crown princess. She suddenly reached out and put her hand into Master Jiu's arm.

Master Jiu took a look and didn't know why the girl suddenly took the initiative, but he liked the way the girl put her hand into his arm like a little bird, which made him feel that she was dependent on him.

He is like a big tree, and this girl can wrap around him like a vine if she wants to. However, he knew that this girl's dependence was not strong, but her independence became more apparent.

Linghu Shuiyue actually thought that today was the crown prince's canonization ceremony. Jiuye, who was born as a prince, could not be established as a prince, which would mean that he failed in his bid for the East Palace. She was afraid that he would be sad, so she clung to him.

After getting on the carriage, Linghu Shuiyue asked: "Your Majesty, I heard that a nine-layered pagoda is going up during the ceremony today. What's going on?"

It was the first time that Master Jiu heard Linghu Shuiyue speak so strangely! He was formally called Prince, and he was also called Concubine. He found that he was used to some of her nonsensical names.

"Well, that's what happened. In our country of Yan, the queen's intention to establish a prince is just the first imperial edict to pass. To become the future prince of Yan country and truly enter the East Palace as the prince, you also need to clear the Nine Heavens Pagoda."

"Nine Heavens Pagoda? Is it difficult to rush?" Linghu Shuiyue was a little confused now! When Chinese emperors established princes, wasn't it decided by an imperial edict? Is there any need to rush to the Nine Heavens Pagoda?

However, this is not any dynasty in Chinese history, but an ancient time and space that empties history.

Master Jiu said: "Isn't it difficult? Not everyone can go up to the Nine Heavens Pagoda. It is said that there are nine levels on the Nine Heavens Pagoda. Only those with royal blood, or true dragons and true phoenixes, can successfully pass the levels. Go to the top of the tower on the ground. If the others wait, they will lose their lives if they go up."

"It turns out that after being appointed as the prince by the emperor, he still had to build such a Nine-Heaven Pagoda."

What does the Nine Heavens Pagoda look like? Linghu Shuiyue became interested in this grand ceremony for canonizing the crown prince. She raised her eyes and looked at Master Jiu, and found that he was really calm, and he really didn't have any special reaction because he couldn't be the prince, as if the position of prince had nothing to do with him in the first place.

This is great! "Be calm about gains, be indifferent about losses, fight for the inevitable, and let nature take its course." It seems that she married a top-notch man who can handle gains and losses calmly. Thinking of this, Linghu Shuiyue began to be in the mood to enjoy the scenery outside the window.

She regarded attending the ceremony as attending a smoke-free event. However, the battle for the crown prince was already full of turmoil and bloodshed, so how could it be a grand event without smoke?