Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

Kyoto.

The surrounding courtyards.

Murong Ya sat alone in front of the window, her chin resting on her hands, staring at the scenery outside in a daze.

The other courtyard is good both in terms of location and scenery, not to mention being used to the title of the royal family, the Xiaosi in the courtyard can be said to be respectful to the two sisters, without any strange eyes.

Those who work in the royal family understand a truth, ask what should be asked, and don't think about what should not be asked.

Even though the lady in the yard is as beautiful as a fairy, it is said that she is related to the emperor.

slam-la-

Suddenly, heavy rain poured down, and the sky instantly turned gray. It was clearly the beginning of spring, but the scenery changed a little faster than summer.

The bean-sized raindrops washed away the filth of the capital, sprinkled on the flowers with their heads raised, and sprinkled red all over the ground.

Murong Ya, who was leaning against the window and looking at the scenery, suddenly realized something, and hurriedly ran to the small courtyard with bare ankles with a "ah".

The bluestone board was covered with raindrops, and the temperature in early spring was not so cold, but it still made barefoot people feel chills all over.

Murong Ya trotted to the chosen Lamei, stood on tiptoe and covered the withered flowers with her red cloak.

The rain was relentless, still pattering down in the small courtyard, Murong Ya's clothes were quickly wet, the chill was like bugs, crawling from bottom to top, making people shiver all over.

The long wet hair lay limply on the girl's smooth forehead, and on the lips that were purple with cold was a delicate and perfect face.

At this moment, although the girl was trembling all over, her brows that were tense were stretched.

Yixi Yichen's face bloomed with a flower-like face.

"Why is no one sheltering you from the wind and rain?"

Murong Ya frowned slightly, as if asking questions.

"Miss?!"

Murong Qing, who just came back from the kitchen, was frightened and turned pale when he saw this scene, "Miss, why don't you hold an umbrella!"

While Murong Qing was angry, he was looking for an umbrella in the room.

"Don't worry."

Murong Ya turned her head and smiled at Murong Qing, and suddenly noticed that the rain seemed to be getting smaller.

Looking up, the yellowed oil-paper umbrella covered most of the wind and rain.

Standing behind Murong Ya, Emperor Wu waved his hand at Xiao Qing who was in the room, "Don't worry."

"His Majesty?"

Only then did Murong Ya come to her senses, and hurriedly prepared to bow and salute.

"Don't mind the red tape."

Emperor Wu shook his head lightly, but Murong Ya didn't insist, so he nodded and didn't say anything.

"Why did you run out in the rain? You're still barefoot, aren't you afraid of catching cold?"

Emperor Wu looked at the woman in front of him, feeling in a daze, how much she looked like his own sister.

"Because it needs to protect it from the rain."

Murong Ya said softly: "I won't be eroded by rainwater in the room, but it won't. I'm afraid it won't survive this spring."

"Winter plums are in full bloom, how can there be any reason to keep blooming all the way through spring?"

Emperor Wu couldn't help laughing, and with a wave of his hand, the wind and rain above the small courtyard disappeared.

But Murong Ya was keenly aware that the only one whose solar terms had been changed was this small courtyard.

"Come in."

With his hands behind his hands, Emperor Wu said lightly, "It's very similar to a younger sister that I once passed away. If you don't mind, you will be my younger sister from now on."

Hearing this, the guard at the door was shocked.

It turns out that this stunning woman is His Majesty's long-lost sister?No wonder it was so exciting.

"Then thank you, Your Majesty."

Murong Ya trembled all over, the sword energy accumulated in these days evaporated the water vapor all over her body.

Seeing this scene, a trace of surprise flashed in Emperor Wu's eyes, "I didn't expect you to have the talent to practice swords."

"Go inside and talk, Your Majesty."

Murong Ya's tone was cold, with an obvious sense of resistance.

Emperor Wu shook his head and smiled, and followed him into the house.

As soon as the two entered the house, the heavy rain that had subsided for a long time suddenly returned.

And that yellowed oil-paper umbrella floated over the winter plum, the only blooming flower in the guardian courtyard.

Murong Ya pretended to casually glance at the rain falling in the small courtyard, and said lightly: "Qing'er, cut the tea."

"Got it, miss."

Murong Qing held the hot tea, arranged it neatly, and then came to stand behind Murong Ya.

"The rain in Kyoto is getting more frequent."

Hearing Murong Ya's voice, Emperor Wu came back to his senses, the trifles between the court made him upset.

If he hadn't really chosen this path, maybe it would be nice to have such a younger sister.

However, the road of kingship is doomed to one success.

As long as the hidden diseases in the body can be completely cured, who would dare to be called the enemy of the Yue Kingdom, Wu Kingdom, and Yaozu?
"The calamity is approaching, and the sky is being disturbed."

While speaking, Emperor Wu took a sip of the boiled tea, "Very good craftsmanship."

"Your Majesty has given a prize."

Murong Qing bowed slightly and saluted.

Emperor Wu nodded, with a trace of tiredness in his eyes. When he looked at the small courtyard in the distance, he was quickly replaced by a deep memory.

"Once upon a time, my sister lived here."

"Princess Taiping?"

Murong Ya asked.

"You look a lot like her."

"So you will give me death too?"

After the voice fell, the atmosphere in the cabin suddenly became tense.

The tense atmosphere is like a stretched rubber band, which seems to be broken at any time.

"will not."

Emperor Wu was stunned for a moment, and said randomly: "If the words of the Son of Heaven fall on the ground, they will be smashed out."

"Enter the palace?"

Murong Ya's face was calm, her eyes were like stagnant water.

But Emperor Wu still easily read the hesitation and hesitation in her eyes.

"Regardless of success or failure, from now on, you will be the princess of my southern country, titled Aoxue."

Emperor Wu said: "I promise, you will not suffer any harm."

Click!

The rainy sky suddenly became brighter, and a Thunder Snake ran wantonly in it.

Heavenly oath.

"Why are you so nice to me?"

Murong Ya hesitated for a moment, but still asked out the doubts in her heart.

"You miss my sister very much."

Emperor Wu said softly.

"How about your sweetheart and your elder brother?"

Murong Ya frowned slightly, but did not speak.

"That kid from the Wei family, tell me about it."

Murong Ya's heart trembled, and even the hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

"Hahaha."

Emperor Wu laughed a few times, got up and came to the window sill, his gray temples were very conspicuous.

"Didn't he want to kill me for revenge? Let him come over there."

"I have never been afraid of any enemy. If I want to become a king, I must understand this truth."

"The whole world thinks I'm fatuous and incompetent? If this is God's will, then I will go against the sky!"

Emperor Wu clenched his fists with both hands, and his eyes shone with dazzling light.

"It's been decades, if this is really God's will... then it might not be a good choice, hahaha."