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Seven days later, Su Yang entered the palace.△↗

This time, the form of natural broadcasting is not a live broadcast, it is a tragic act. Su Yang this time, the form of taking photos first, then editing, and finally playing.

It's just a normal recording.

The Imperial Palace has been here for about hundreds of thousands of years. During this period, I don’t know how many people have entered it, but there are absolutely few pitiful. Now, this mysterious and majestic palace has finally opened its door to Su Yang.

Under the leadership of several guards, Su Yang passed through the majestic and majestic Suzaku Gate and entered the palace.

The imperial palace is majestic and mysterious, eternal and ancient, with high vigilance, and there are many palaces. From a distance, you can't see the head at all. The palaces of varying heights are undulating and built with a hint of mysterious aura.

Su Yang looked around and found that the entire palace was extremely luxurious, with five steps and one floor, ten steps and one pavilion, the corridor was back, the eaves were high and the teeth were pecking, and each was holding the terrain...

The palace is mysterious and the palace is magnificent. Su Yang clearly saw that each of these palaces was surrounded by a dragon energy, which was ferocious and whistled, some were thick and strong, some were high and some were low. Some were listless and some were ferocious and wild.

There is only one imperial palace that Su Yang has been to.

The Secret Realm of the Temple, the Imperial Palace of the Great Qin Dynasty.

At first, I thought it was extremely majestic, but now I know it is nothing. Compared with the imperial palace of the Shang Empire, the imperial palace of the Qin Dynasty is simply not worth mentioning.

A corner of the Imperial Palace is enough to be ashamed of the other party.

Su Yang strolls in it, and the breath of ancient times comes to him. This is the center of the empire, carrying hundreds of thousands of years, enough to make anyone feel awe.

The strong man in the realm of the Gods is no exception.

The palace is cleaned and sorted out every day. Its appearance is bright and beautiful, but it cannot stop the mottled years inside.

Every three minutes, someone will patrol and rumble by.

These patrol guards are at least masters at the heavenly realm.

Soon, Su Yang, led by several guards, entered the palace of the imperial concubine Su Daji...the palace of beauty.

The Beauty Hall is luxuriously decorated, with pavilions, towers and pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, unique ingenuity, and the terrain is even more outstanding. It is a terrain with "a hundred flowers blooming". The beautiful flowers bloom, and the four seasons are like spring. They will never wither.

Su Yang walked into the Beauty Palace, and the fragrance of flowers rolled in.

Taking a deep breath, even my steps became a little lighter.

Several guards sent him into the hall, saluted them together, and slowly retreated. Su Yang walked into the hall and saw a maid wearing a long-sleeved and green dress with a maid combed in a long-sleeved and green dress slowly coming, with bright eyes and white teeth. Her skin was as snow as snow, and she shook her steps three times, with an excellent charm.

"I've seen the master." After saluting slightly, the maid said, "Sir, please leave here. The empress has been waiting for a long time."

Su Yang nodded slightly and followed the maid. After passing through a narrow corridor, his eyes suddenly became clear. On both sides were clear water, in front of him was a winding corridor, and at the end was a water loft.

Inside the building, the gauze is flying, the beauty is as beautiful as jade, the fingers are graceful, and the jade zither is gently plucked, with silk threads, and the sound of the piano is moving, like the flowing clouds of mountains and clouds, like the singing of birds, with the tragic tragedy of a strong and tragic battlefield, and with the lament of a beautiful woman who is bewitching the country and the sadness of a talented man not meeting.

The maid left, and Su Yang walked forward, walked through the winding corridor, and stepped into the attic in the water.

The emperor concubine Su Daji was dressed in white and her black hair was like a waterfall. She sat upright in front of the Yaoqin, her hands were gently pinching and playing, her ten fingers were flying, and a wisp of moving zither sound flowed slowly from the bottom of her hands.

Su Yang raised his thumbs up and said, "I'll give this pussy ten."

The sound of the piano came to an abrupt end.

The emperor's concubine Su Daji was full of anger and said unhappy: "A common man."

"You can do whatever you want, just be happy." Su Yang didn't care and found a bench and sat down. "I didn't expect that you actually have this kind of skill."

"I studied in the Art Department of Jiuding Academy. I just played the famous imperial song, General Lie."

"I heard that it seems that a general rushed to the battlefield, killed the enemy for the country, and died in a hundred battles. Every moonlit night, he missed his wife, and the wife in the distance lamented why his beloved didn't come back..."

When Su Yang was a child, he thought this story was very sad, but when he grew up, he didn't feel anything.

Maybe it's because of a different mentality.

The imperial concubine Su Daji's hands were as white as snow, slender as green onions and jade. She unconsciously plucked the strings of the piano and made a series of wonderful sounds, intoxicating and moving, "You asked me to take you into the palace, and I took you in, but it was only limited to my beauty palace, so you could walk freely. The palace is an important place. Without the permission of that person, you can't move."

"That one, is it the emperor?" Su Yang asked.

"Of course not. Your Majesty is busy dealing with the great affairs of the empire. He is already exhausted. He is not going to manage the trivial matters of the palace. Everything here is managed by Empress Jiang."

The imperial concubine Su Daji smiled softly and said, "If you want to walk freely in the palace, you must have Queen Jiang's handwriting."

"It's the queen again, so how should I get the queen's warrant?" Su Yang asked with a tongue and asked calmly.

"It's very simple. Meet the Queen Jiang in person and ask her for a warrant." Emperor Concubine Su Daji said: "With your realm, if you are willing to use it for her, this gentle queen will naturally not refuse."

Su Yang raised his eyebrows lightly, changed his seating position, and said unhappily: "You mean to let me be loyal to Queen Jiang."

“It’s true.”

"Forget it, I am arrogant and idle, wild cranes, and I don't want to live under others." If it were the past, Su Yang would naturally not refuse. He could tie a thigh and was too late to be happy.

But now is different from the past. Su Yang has become a god. He is also a top master in the Shang Dynasty. There are very few people who can fight with him, so naturally they will not be inferior to others.

"Yanyun Yehe, what he said seems to be true." The imperial concubine Su Daji looked calm and her tone was full of sarcasm.

Su Yang pretended not to hear it, leaned forward slightly, and asked, "Do you have no other way except loyalty?"

"No." Emperor Concubine Su Daji said angrily.

"Why would you help me shoot the palace?" Su Yang said.

"It is a death sentence for private disclosure of the secrets of the palace. Even if I, the imperial concubine, commit such a crime, I will never escape death. Even if His Majesty protects me, the impeachment of other ministers will be enough for me to drink."

The emperor's concubine Su Daji politely refused.

"I've said that since I entered the palace, I have become a thorn in Queen Jiang's side and a thorn in the flesh. If there is a slight mistake, I will be scolded, beaten, or even punished by this queen. Do you think I will help you?"

Su Yang smiled slightly, and when he heard the other party complain, he couldn't help but say, "It seems that it's not easy for you."
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