Chapter 639: Emperor's Red Post

>>> 。"Whoever loses, marries. " 。"Alright, then loser marries the winner." 。"This sounds like it's settled. Yè Wényán had already pulled Mù Shì back into the chair and even yanked Yè Fēiyù up as well...The next morning, the inner city of Lin'an was covered in red as if it had been showered with rose petals. 。

One post after another, bathed in a red glow, seeped into every household.

At the Yanhuagong Palace Banquet, the Emperor summoned all officials and their families in the capital with magical invitations. 。The entire Lin'an inner city was in an uproar!Although this time it wasn't a jade invitation, but an invitation formed from magical arts, when the red-glowing invitations landed in the hands of each family head, their hands trembled, and their souls felt a tremendous shock. 。This was their first time coming into such direct contact with magic. The kind of magic that only remained in legends felt completely mythical to them. In fact, many people, just like Su Yuanren, had once doubted whether the existence of the Emperor was just a lie fabricated by the royal family. 。Even on New Year's Day, when the Emperor used his magic to create a protective barrier over the entire city of Linan, they still only saw it as a strange spectacle, deceiving themselves that it was not the Emperor's magic. 。As for the Emperor's enthronement, many people tacitly acknowledge that the Imperial Lord who was present in person and the one who paraded through the inner city of Lin'an to vent his anger for Ye Wenyan a few days ago were merely "actors". 。But this acting dynasty admits, they have to accept... 。It's perfectly normal for people to have this kind of thought, just as it was normal for the Suyuan people to think that way. 。After all, Shi Liyuan has been so rarely seen for these few centuries. Sometimes, a generation might only see him once, and even if a whole generation passes away, they may never get the chance to see him. It's even more impossible to witness his skills in action. 。This kind of thing is too far away from people's lives, so far that it's not real, which has led to many speculations. 。But today, when the post fell into their hands, all speculation was shattered by reality. 。Many people knelt down at home, holding the red notice to their hearts, tears streaming down their faces as they cried out in a loud voice, “The Emperor is truly real!”From this moment on, the demeanor of the officials of Beizhou changed. No matter what camp they were from before or what stance they held, at this moment they all belonged to Shi Liyuan's camp, all proud because Beizhou had the Emperor. 。Many officials already knew of Prince Su Yuan's arrival, and there was some worry at first, fearing that the Su Yuan people might have ulterior motives for suddenly entering the capital. 。But all these worries are gone now, after all, with the Emperor in charge, could Su Yuan's people possibly cause any trouble under his watchful eyes Even if there is a High Priest, that priest can't compare to the Emperor. 。With such feelings, invitations were respectfully presented to each and every household's most important room. 。Some put it in ancestral halls for their ancestors to see, some place it on incense altars intending to worship it three times a day in the future, and some simply carry it with them at all times to feel the Emperor's care wherever they go. 。Everyone also unanimously decided that this invitation should be passed down as a family heirloom from generation to generation. 。The invitation also reached Su Yuan's prince and his group, delivered to Lou Qinghan's hands in the same way. 。When the post arrived, Aman had recovered her youthful appearance and was trying to find a way to cure Lu Qinghan's hair loss. 。She used everything from illusions to medicine and even poisons, finally resorting to biting her tongue and forcing out a drop of blood from the tip to enhance the effects of her illusion magic, but unfortunately, it was all to no avail. 。Lou Qinghan's hair was still black, smooth and shiny, without a single white hair. 。If this kind of hair were given to an ordinary person, that person would definitely be happy because the hair quality is too good. 。But if this were placed on Lou Qinghan's head, Lou Qinghan would even have thoughts of suicide now. 。He smashed all the mirrors in the house, but unfortunately his hair was too long, so every time he moved it fell forward, so smashing the mirrors didn't really help. He could still see his jet-black hair anyway. 。The palace maids of Northern Qi picked up the mirror from the floor and persuaded him, “Your Highness, if you're going to get angry, there are better ways than breaking things. This won't solve anything.” 。These mirrors are all made of fine copper. Though they won't break, they have all become warped and can no longer reflect properly. 。These were all losses for the Northern Qi dynasty. Even though the Northern Qi was powerful and prosperous, it should not have been harmed in this way. 。"He finished speaking, then glanced at Lou Qinghan again and added, “Especially not to be harmed by an outsider!”Lou Qinghan flashed forward in an instant, extending a hand to tightly grasp the palace maid's throat, lifting her directly up. " 。 “A slave, dare to teach me a lesson You from Northern Qi, are you tired of living” The palace servant was startled, but after regaining his composure, anger replaced some of the fear. He retorted, “Even if I am tired of living, it shouldn’t be Prince Su Yuan who takes my life! Please remember your position, Your Highness. You are Prince Su Yuan, not Prince of Northern Qi; and I am a servant of Northern Qi, not your servant of Su Yuan!” 。So you can't control me, and you can't kill me. 。Every single one of the Northern Qi's masters is loyal to each other. Believe it or not, if you dare touch me today, you won't be able to walk out of the palace alive. 。And just like yesterday, Empress Dowager's, you Su Yuan wouldn't dare avenge yourself!"

Lou Qinghan was so angry that his face turned white, and the strength in his hands increased. "Wang wants to see, kill you, will your master come for Wang's life because of a servant!" He squeezed tighter, and the palace maid was about to roll her eyes... 。At this time, the shaman stepped forward and tapped on Lou Qinghan's wrist. 。Lou Qinghan's strength instantly drained, his fingers loosened, and the palace maid tumbled to the ground with a thud. 。Lou Qinghan was puzzled: "Why did the shaman stop the King Just a palace slave, killing him is killing him. How could the Northern Qi royal family turn against Su Yuan because of a palace slave The shaman must be too cautious and trying to diminish my power, Su Yuan's." 。The physician glanced at him, shaking his head. "Your Highness cannot kill in Beiqi. All signs point to the fact that the people of Beiqi have shown my Su Yuan no mercy whatsoever." 。Though we came uninvited, the people of Northern Qi were too harsh in their attitude. 。...because they are confident. 。With the presence of an Emperor, the people of Bei Qi had the capital to vanquish Su Yuan with the same prestige. 。"Does that mean the Shaman wants the King to just bear it" Lou Qinghan tugged at his own hair. "Look at the King's head of black hair, how can I go back to Suyuan with this How can I explain this to the people of Suyuan" He looked at Aman again. "What happened to you yesterday Once you recover, will that hair of yours be able to fix this for me" 。How are you now

Aman furrowed her brow, not knowing how to

Lou Qinghan's hair made her anxious, an anxiety she hadn't felt since becoming the high priestess. 。She even felt that her life was under threat. Her initially confident journey to Northern Qi had now become a precarious and difficult one, like walking on thin ice. 。"Your Highness, there's no need to rush. We haven't reached the day of our return journey yet, there will always be a way." 。"She comforted Lou Qinghan, but also comforted herself." 。Just as she said this, a strange feeling suddenly arose. 。Aman turned her head following this feeling, and saw a red shadow flying in from outside the door, landing steadily in Lou Qinghan's hand. At the same time, a voice filled with pressure echoed — "Tomorrow, Yan Hua Palace will host a banquet, inviting Prince Suyuan, the priest, and the witch doctor to attend." 。"

The three of them didn't resist, and after that sentence was finished, they involuntarily knelt down. Even Lou Qinghan replied, "遵命!" The moment the words were spoken, the pressure disappeared instantly, the voice never appeared again, only the invitation in Lou Qinghan's hand remained glowing red, beautiful and dazzling >>> 。 The palace maid who was strangled had also come to her senses. She had almost been strangled to death just now, and she thought that if she said a few more words, she would go to see the King of Hell. Unexpectedly, when the Emperor's voice swept over her, it not only healed the discomfort she felt from being strangled, but also brought her back from the brink of death. This was truly magical. 。He rushed towards the direction of Yan Huapalace and knelt down, kowtowing several times before turning back to Lou Qinghan: "Prince Su Yuan, you saw it! As long as our Emperor is here, you won't be able to harm people from Bei Qi in this palace!"Lou Qinghan was completely stunned, ignoring the palace servant and just stared blankly at the red invitation in his hand. 。The post is still glowing, this light both awes and frightens him. 。He asked Amran, "Is this spirit power" Amran had never seen real spirit power either, but as a priestess, she inherited the lineage of illusion arts. Naturally, she would feel it more intensely than Lou Qinghan. 。She leaned forward, looked for a while, nodded, and said with great effort: "Yes, that's it. It's spiritual power." 。“

Slap! Lou Qinghan slapped her across the face——“Don’t you claim to have no spiritual power in this world Don't you say there is no Emperor in this world You received countless flowers during Su Yuan's time, why are you so different when you arrive in Beiqi”

Amran was slapped until blood came out from the corner of her mouth. The witch doctor stepped forward to help her, but she gently pushed him away and then knelt before Lou Qinghan: “Your Highness, please calm down. Although things are very different from what we had planned before, please rest assured, Your Highness, even if there is an Emperor in Beiqi, we may not necessarily lose>>> 。Remember, the lineage of the High Priest is a hereditary one. 。“ " "Aman!" the shaman suddenly widened his eyes, looking at his daughter with a face of terror. 。"Aman, think carefully" 。Aman smiled, "There's nothing to overthink. I'm the High Priestess; learning those skills means sooner or later I'll have to use them." 。Don't worry, Father. I will do my best to survive and to ensure your safe escape. 。"Even if your hair color cannot be restored, Your Highness, if we can eliminate that Emperor on this journey, you will still be the great hero of Suyuan Country. 。As for me... if I truly cannot live to leave Bei Qi, then please, Your Highness, burn my remains and take my ashes back to Su Yuan. 。I want to enter the hall of the high priest's lineage, I want to make sure that the people of Suyuan will remember me for generations to come. 。"Your Highness, if you agree to me, I'll risk my life and try to get close to that Emperor!" A Man made the worst preparations. She was waiting for Lou Qinghan to reply, but before Lou Qinghan could speak, a palace servant from Beiqi shouted outside: "Prince Su Yuan, Sir Shen of Guozixue asks you to come immediately to attend class!"nothing more to say and cried as she returned home. 。The servant slammed the door shut behind them with a loud clang. Tao only then remembered the instructions Lian had given her – "Lord Lian said tha...