Fanyin and Ji Ruxue's figures couldn't help but be shocked.

Unexpectedly, the empress would appear at this time.

Ji Ruxue bit her lip, her heart was numb, and a trace of obvious panic flashed on her handsome face.

When did she come, and how much did she hear?

After thinking about it carefully, I didn't say anything inappropriate, and I couldn't be humane to outsiders.

Ji Ruxue settled down, lowered her eyebrows, turned around and replied: "Your Majesty, the holy monk saved your life and made immortal merits, so naturally you should be rewarded." ”

Sanskrit faintly withdrew his hand that was paused in mid-air, and the snow-white robe fell down like a flowing cloud.

He stood there and did not speak.

Like an immortal, left behind and independent.

The corner of Fenghua's eyes swept over the white-clothed holy monk, smiled at Ji Ruxue, and said casually: "Yes, the holy monk saved, but my life, if there is no holy monk, how can I stand here today?" Even Ji Guijun, I'm afraid you have to become a widow, right? ”

“…… Be. ”

Ji Ruxue bit her lip, Your Majesty she ...... Sure enough, they all heard it.

"The holy monk can be said to be a grace of reinvention to me, and I naturally have to reward him well......" The empress stared at Ji Ruxue's eyes with phoenix eyes, her red lips opened lightly, and she said word by word, "Ji Guijun thinks, how about rewarding this Fengchen Palace?" ”

She seemed to be asking him.

Between his demeanor and words and deeds, it doesn't look like a joke at all.

Fanyin didn't know what the significance of Fengchen Palace was, so his expression remained unchanged, his eyebrows and eyes did not move, and he had an indifferent bearing that did not change and smiled at every turn.

Ji Ruxue's heart was shocked, and her throat was slightly hoarse and dry: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this Fengchen Palace is rewarded to the holy monk, and your subordinates feel that it is ...... Inappropriate. ”

"Oh." Fenghua's red lips looked at Ji Ruxue with a smile, the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, revealing a hint of coldness, "Are you questioning me?" ”

The empress just asked casually and softly, and then told this Ji Guijun that the words in his throat could not be said again.

“…… Like snow, don't dare. ”

"Since I don't dare, then I don't need to ask you." Fenghua's expression was excited, and he lazily brushed the luxurious purple sleeves, "You step down, if you have nothing to do in the future, you will stay in your Xuexi Palace." ”

This is the meaning of grounding in disguise.

Ji Ruxue's face turned slightly pale, she bit her lip, and bowed down in response: "...... Be. ”

He slowly turned around and left.

The empress, with long black hair and purple clothes, passed by and walked towards the figure in holy white clothes.

Ji Ruxue walked out of the hall and couldn't help but glance back at the palace.

Under the dazzling golden streamer, the plaque hanging in the palace has three ink-colored gold-inlaid characters on the plaque hanging in the palace.

Fengchen Palace.

Chen, Emperor also.

Fengchen Palace is the place where the Fengjun of the Red Sleeve Country lived in the past dynasties!

The empress wants to reward Fengchen Palace to the Sanskrit Holy Monk, isn't it a clear indication of his ......!

Ji Ruxue bit her lip unwillingly, her white teeth sank into the soft lip flap, and it hurt slightly.

However, there is nothing to be done.

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Fengchen Palace, inside the palace.

Fenghua naturally raised his hand and stroked the face of the white-clothed holy monk, "Is it because you are unwell?" Why is he so pale? ”

Fanyin's eyebrows frowned slightly, subconsciously avoiding her fingertips, lowered her eyelashes, and said softly: "Thank you Your Majesty for your concern." ”

What a wise person she is, where can she not perceive the resistance of Sanskrit?

The smile on Fenghua's lips faded.