Five minutes ago.
Myriad God Palace, main hall.
In the magnificent hall, lights were flowing.
In front of a huge phoenix throne stood a beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.
The young girl was dressed in a bright yellow phoenix robe. She had a graceful appearance and was peerless in beauty. The demonic glow around her was like a tide, bright and domineering...
She was the Great Tang Empress, Wu Zetian.
Four years ago.
The fourteen-year-old Wu Zetian displayed a powerful demonic talent and was presented to the Tang court by the flattering local officials.
However, because of the Empress Dowager Mi Yue's interference in the government, the Tang royal family was highly wary of Wu Zetian and imprisoned her in the monastery.
In the monastery, Wu Zetian met the hidden archaic magus Jiang Ziya.
The old Jiang Ziya took a fancy to Wu Zetian's demonic talent and taught her the secrets of the ancient demonic path, trying to let Wu Zetian take over his duty to guard the human world.
However, how could Wu Zetian be willing to become Jiang Ziya's puppet?
After she grasped the power of the Primordial Demon Dao, she directly sealed Jiang Ziya, then killed her way into the palace, stole the fate of the Li Tang Dynasty, and ascended the throne!
Thus, Wu Zetian became the most legendary Great Tang Empress in the King's Continent.
Everyone knew of her fame.
A few days ago.
Wu Zetian suddenly felt that she needed a descendant, so she sent the female official Shangguan Wan 'er to secretly look for outstanding men for her.
Thus, Shangguan Wan 'er brought Pu Qianye back to the Myriad God Palace.
At this moment, Shangguan Wan 'er was lying under Wu Zetian's throne, waiting for the empress's question. She didn't dare to raise her head.
Shangguan Wan 'er was originally just a lowly palace maid in Ye Ting Palace. She had coincidentally gained the recognition of the Empress and became a female official who worked for her.
She cherished everything she had now, so she was very responsible.
"What kind of person is he?"
The empress finally spoke. Her tone was calm as if she was asking about something unimportant.
To her, Pu Qianye was just a stranger who borrowed his seed and was indeed unimportant.
Shangguan Wan 'er, who was lying on the ground, heaved a sigh of relief. She raised her head and reported,
"Your Majesty, his name is Pu Qianye. He is handsome and is known as the most handsome man in Chang 'an.”
"His family background is clean, he once participated in the imperial examination, and he has a reputation.”
"He's clean and never hangs around. He never has any scandals with many pursuers.”
" His literary talent is extraordinary. On the banks of Qu River, a peony poem stunned everyone..."
The empress listened to Shangguan Wan 'er's description expressionlessly without any reaction.
She had always maintained her noble and cold demeanor, just like a god in the mortal world.
Shangguan Wan 'er observed the empress's expression and took out a piece of yellow silk cloth from her sleeve. She held it with both hands and showed the words on it.
"Your Majesty, this is Young Master Pu's handwritten peony poem!”
The empress lowered her head slightly. Her gaze focused on the yellow silk cloth, and she couldn't help but frown.
Peony in front of the courtyard is a demon without pattern, lotus on the pond is pure and little love.
Only peonies are really beautiful, and when they bloom, they move the capital.
The words were vigorous and powerful. It could be seen that the person who wrote it had a deep foundation in calligraphy.
Peony and lotus were originally flowers that people loved, but this poem used " Peony Demon without Style " and " Lotus Pure Feelings " to contrast and set off the high standard of peony and the beauty of love.
Compared to directly describing the beauty of the peony, this kind of contrast was naturally better.
What surprised the empress even more was that this poem was quite in line with her mood.
Peony was more beautiful than all the other flowers, just like her power!
It looked like a painting of flowers, but it was even more like a painting of people!
"This poem is not bad."
It was rare for the empress's tone to contain some emotion.
When Shangguan Wan 'er heard this, she finally heaved a sigh of relief.
At this moment.
The empress asked again,
"Is he healthy?"
Shangguan Wan 'er's pretty face was flushed red." Your Majesty, I've personally examined him. He's healthy and has no hidden illness.”
For her to personally do such a small matter, it could be seen that Shangguan Wan 'er was still very loyal to Wu Zetian.
The empress nodded slightly.
"But…"
Shangguan Wan 'er carefully added," Young Master Pu has never cultivated before. He's just an ordinary person!”
The empress narrowed her eyes and remained silent.
She wanted Pu Qianye to enter the palace not to fall in love, but to have children.
As long as Pu Qianye's appearance was not bad, it would be fine.
As for cultivation, that was secondary.
At this moment…
Two ear-piercing cries suddenly came from a palace in the distance!
At the same time, a mysterious golden light was emitted from it...
Shangguan Wan 'er and the empress's six senses were very sensitive. They immediately sensed the strange movements in the palace in the distance.
"Your Majesty…That seems to be the palace where Pu Qianye is!”
"Did something happen?"
Shangguan Wan 'er frowned slightly, her expression somewhat nervous.
"Is that…the glory of the God of Creation?”
The empress muttered to herself with disbelief in her eyes.
As one of the strongest experts in the world, Empress Wu Zetian's knowledge was definitely not something Shangguan Wan 'er could compare to.
The empress was very clear about some of the secrets of the primordial era, but Shangguan Wan 'er had no chance to come into contact with them.
Just like now, Shangguan Wan 'er clearly saw that golden light, but she did not realize how extraordinary it was...
The empress recognized that it was the light of a divine spell!
There were many kinds of powers in the King's Continent, such as the Blood Race, the Devil Dao, the Martial Dao, the Art of Traps, the Devil Seeds, the Power of Miracles…but Divine Arts were definitely a type of power that surpassed all other powers!
Because that was the power of a god!
Why would there be a divine technique light in the Myriad God Palace?
Did an assassin proficient in divine arts sneak into the palace?
The empress narrowed her eyes. She needed a definite answer!
Soon…
Two palace maids ran over in panic and reported loudly,
"Your Majesty…"
"Young Master Pu has escaped!"
The empress and Shangguan Wan 'er widened their eyes at the same time. How was this possible?!
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