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This name shocked everyone. She knelt all over the ground, and even the corners of Madam Gui, who was invulnerable to the point of being soft and hard, trembled her eyes. She quickly closed her throat and got up to bless her body and greeted her.

After all, this "Nine Thousand Years" is a character that is even more powerful than Long Live in the palace.

There were kneeling all over the ground around me.

Only Qi Qingzhou did not move. He slid the wrinkled corners of his clothes and stood still, his back as straight as a jade mountain.

It's still the same thing. No matter how powerful the powerful minister is, it's not his turn, as the prince, to bow his knees and pay his respects.

He raised his chin a little, looked at the person sitting upright in the sedan chair, and was stunned for a moment, feeling that this person was a little more beautiful than when he saw him last time.

The figure was wearing a red dress and sat lazily on the green jade seat. The elegant appearance of the jade branches and trees seemed careless. The delicate side face had a kind of brilliance and paleness, like jade that was not grown all year round, with bright eyebrows and just right in proportion.

A pair of narrow eyes are as dark as a sunken pond, and their eyes are flowing, looking at the romantic, as beautiful as peaches and plums, their lips are bright red and beautiful, and their vermilion-red wide sleeves are flying in the wind. The graceful aura that reveals from their bones is extremely gorgeous and shows a kind of brilliance that is not as bright as the world.

Qi Qingzhou grew up in the palace and never saw Yin Huai for many times. He had looked around from a distance with a grand palace ceremony or a state banquet.

But there are only a few impressive times.

Yin Huai's appearance will always be such a grand show. He sat in a gorgeous and spacious manner, with glass as a curtain, pearls and jade as a mat, and the sixteen people lifted it was the etiquette of the emperor and the empress. Yin Huai sat firmly and calmly on it.

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The slaves on the ground knelt down, Qi Qingzhou stood in the center in a daze, without saying a word. Yin Huai nodded to him from an open seat and spoke first: "I have seen the Seventh Prince."

He sat steadily on his head, without any intention of falling down.

He was condescending, his voice was scattered: "I am not well and I can't come down to salute you."

This is a special edict issued by Emperor Sheng of Qi in the early years.

Qi Qingzhou came to his senses and secretly despised himself when he was still in the mood to appreciate the beauty.

He didn't care much about this in his heart, so he shook his head gently and called him back in a hoarse voice: "Palm Print."

Yin Huai served as a civil and military officer, which was an exception in the nearly 100 years of the Great Qi Dynasty. He served as the governor of the East Factory and the chief supervisor of the Lantai Chief Li.

This person's origin, official title, and ritual system are all exceptions.

Yin Huai leaned against the jade pedestal, and did not ask the kneeling person on the ground to get up. He was leisurely indifferent to the matter and asked leisurely: "What's going on?"

Madam Gui, who was hit by Qi Qingzhou and knelt for a long time, was a little overwhelmed. She interrupted and said a few words. Before she finished speaking, Qi Qingzhou frowned: "It's nonsense!"

Although I didn't expect that the palm prints that didn't have any friendship would help me, Qi Qingzhou couldn't help but hear this ugly old woman distorting right and wrong so well.

Yin Huai raised his chin to the head of Shanglinyuan who was kneeling at his feet, and said indifferently: "Tell me."

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