Shigemon smiled and turned to leave.
Qin Rufeng, who was in a hurry to enter the hall, still glanced back at Chongmenhuan who was walking away between the lights and shadows of the flowers and trees, his eyes were a little ruthless, although he owed her a favor, but after all, they would be enemies.
Because, she is a heavy family!
He is from the Qin family!
Qin Rufeng entered the hall, and the palace people just withdrew the dinner.
There was the fragrance of plum blossoms in the hall, which spread faintly, he bowed his head and saluted, standing aside and waiting for Yan Jiuming to speak.
Just waited for a while, Yan Jiuming never spoke.
He raised his head a little cautiously, and saw that under the candlelight, Yan Jiuming was holding a long sword in his hand, and it was being wiped by the candle flame, and it was clear that the sword was sharp and there was not a trace of dust.
But he still wiped it carefully.
The man's gaze kept falling on the long sword, and in the candlelight, the blade of the sword was shot with a sharp light, piercing his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was a fine light.
There is a cold sense of murder.
Qin Rufeng was secretly frightened, and did not dare to speak first.
After waiting for a while, he heard Yan Jiu open his mouth faintly: "Do you know why I summoned you?"
” How can this question be answered?
Said that it was because of Chongmenhuan's intercession that the emperor summoned him to pardon him from the three-day deadline for judging the case?
Saying this makes me feel very cowardly.
After thinking about it for a while, he found the most secure answer: "Wechen didn't dare to guess the emperor's thoughts, the emperor summoned Wechen, I don't know what's going on?"
” It is safest to be humble and pretend to be stupid.
Yan Jiuming raised his eyebrows indifferently and looked at the delicate long sword in front of him, it was a sword hilt inlaid with countless pearls and jades, and in the middle, it was a blue gem, scorching and shining under the candlelight.
It is a good sword of great gold.
This is not something that ordinary people can wear.
Qin Rufeng knew that this sword was not Yan Jiuming's, but it seemed to be the first queen's!
This sword is called Xuanjiyin!
It is said that this sword was found by the emperor at that time to find the best swordsmith in Southern Qin, and it took nine hundred and eighty-one days of tempering to produce such a peerless and good sword.
Sharpen iron like clay, kill people in an instant, and point to the ground.
After the death of the first queen, this sword should have been sheathed, at this time, why did the emperor find it?
"You must wonder why I took out this sword!"
Yan Jiuming's voice came slowly, just right to say what he was thinking, Qin Rufeng was stunned for a moment.
Hurriedly lowered his head and said reverently: "The emperor is wise." ” The darkness pressed down, and was expelled by the brilliant light in this hall, and the peerless long sword crossed with a layer of dazzling light, and the edge flowed, and if you looked closely, you could see that the sword body was trembling slightly.
It's like a human body, trembling.
The hall was very quiet, Qin Rufeng stood there, staring at the sword with wide eyes, it seemed that in addition to the trembling of the sword body, faintly, a low whimper could be heard coming from the sword.
Qin Rufeng stiffened when he landed.
It is said that after this Xuanji was in the hands of Qin Xuanji, Qin Xuanji was good at the art of Qiankun Zhou Yi, so he used secret techniques to support Xuanji Yin, and since then for many years, this Xuanji Yin is like having spirituality.
It's the sword spirit as the saying goes.
This sword spirit only moves for the master!
Since Qin Xuanji's death, Xuanji has never drunk blood again.
"This ......
What's going on?
” Yan Jiuming gently wiped the hilt of the sword from the hilt to the tip of the sword with silk, and there was no clear emotion in her low and deep tone: "This is the first time since her death that Xuan Jiyin has had such a reaction. ” "She's back!"