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Outside the imperial garden of the White Emperor Palace, under the vast stone statue tower, heavy snow fell on the black robe of the young emperor, which was extremely conspicuous. Zhao Yu patted Rouge's shoulder with a big hand that was hot and warm, Including his chest.

Under the bitter wind, the pillars of teleportation light that shot straight into the sky behind Zhao Yu dissipated one after another, and people in robes gradually appeared, and the entire Baidi Palace, which was originally a little lonely, began to be filled with vitality. Unknowingly, Zhao Yu has become the center of the entire White Emperor Palace and the entire Great Xia.

He is happy, Baidigong is happy, Daxia is happy, he is angry, Baidigong is angry, Daxia is angry!

After all the people who had returned from the teleportation along the coast of Fengzhou arrived, Zhao Yu gently touched Rouge's head in his arms, then picked him up by the waist, raised his legs and stepped forward, the magnificent and steady sound of the emperor resounded All over Skyrim:

"Yuan's day is approaching, everyone can go home for reunion. I will not go out in the palace in the near future. If there is an order, I will send it by flying messenger. Xu Qing, please arrange it."

The growing snowflakes drowned the figure of the young emperor holding Rouge forward, and all the people under the stone statue knelt on one knee, and a uniform voice came out:

"Thank you, Your Majesty Long En, long live your majesty, long live, long live!"

Zhao Yu's figure had completely disappeared, but everyone was reluctant to get up for a long time, because they all felt the thunder roaring in the young emperor's heart, almost bursting the sky and changing the color of the world.

"Your Majesty, I really love you!"

Xu Qing got up first, murmured, and there was a voice that only she could hear, and then she pulled the hood of the robe covering her whole body to completely cover her face, and at the same time, she also pulled the hood that fell down her heroic face. Two lines of teardrops are deeply hidden.

The two drops of girl's tears fell, and were instantly frozen into ice crystals by the bitingly cold temperature in the northwest of Daxia. They were crystal clear, but countless thoughts lingered within them.

The White Emperor Palace is very large, and Zhao Yu usually takes a carriage from the Imperial Garden to the Lingbo Hall where the old empress is, especially in this icy and snowy weather, so as soon as Zhao Yu came out of the range of the stone statue tower transmission platform, there was a spacious and solemn carriage. The carriage stopped in front, but the young emperor did not get into the carriage, but passed by with Rouge in his arms.

He wanted to be alone under the cold snow.

Rouge closed her eyes and rested her head on Zhao Yu's chest. She could clearly hear the rhythmic beating sound of the former's powerful heart. Not feeling any cold, Rouge's long eyelashes trembled for a while, and she opened her mouth softly and said:

"Your Majesty, the concubine is guilty."

Before Rouge could fully express, Zhao Yu lowered his head, looked at the pretty face in his arms, and responded:

"I know, it's grandma who didn't let you tell me, so I don't blame you."

Rouge nodded. She knew that Zhao Yu needed to be quiet, so she stopped talking and rubbed her head against the young emperor's chest. She continued to close her eyes, but grabbed the hem of the latter's clothes more forcefully.

In Shenjing City under the heavy snow, the sky is always very dark, and the light on the sky suddenly dims. The young emperor hugged Rouge, walked step by step across the entire imperial garden, and appeared outside Lingbo Hall.

Outside the Lingbo Hall, Zhao Yu gently put down the rouge, and then stood quietly for a long time. For some reason, he heard the scene of walking into the hall for the first time half a year ago. It was also like the heavy snow, but time passed and the mood was completely different.

"Your Majesty, grandma should be having dinner right now, let's eat with her."

Yanzhi's small hand held Zhao Yu's big hand, turned around and spoke, then the young Lord of Great Xia nodded, raised his left hand, and stepped into the door, followed by the densely packed palace maids and eunuchs who followed behind him all stayed outside the hall, kneeling on the ground. Among the snow.

Zhao Yu walked under the eaves, and the gate of Lingbo Hall opened to the two sides, revealing the figure of a middle-aged court lady who had served the old lady for more than ten years. Snow.

The outer hall of Lingbo Hall was brightly lit as usual, with hundreds of thousands of candles lit up like daytime.

The old lady was sitting at the dining table at this time, her face was calm, she didn't move her chopsticks, but she seemed to be waiting for someone, then the old lady heard the sound, raised her head subconsciously, smiled slightly, and said loudly:

"It's Yu'er, are you back?"

"It's me, Grandma."

Zhao Yu turned sideways, looked at the old empress beside the dining table, and then stared at the latter's eyes that seemed to be coated with a layer of ink, and slightly tightened the hand holding Rouge. At this time, the old empress' eyes were gone Any whites of the eyes and pupils were just a mass of pitch black, but in the next breath, Zhao Yu returned to normal, gently pulled Rouge to sit down at the table, and continued to speak:

"Yu'er is wayward, let grandma wait for a long time, the food is getting cold."

"It's okay, I'm old, I eat less, but you, Yu'er, have been out of the palace for so many days, and you have to come to accompany me as an old woman just after you come back. It's really hard work."

The old queen still smiled kindly, and there was no pain in her voice, instead, there was pity. However, after leaving for a while, Zhao Yu clearly felt that the old man beside him was much weaker than before. It was like a candle that was burning to the embers, flickering on and off.

"Yu'er is still young, so it's not hard work."

"It is precisely because we are young that we have to work harder to add more incense to our Zhao family."

There was still some blame in the old lady's tone, while Rouge beside her had lowered her head and subconsciously raised her hand to touch her belly.

"Okay, let's eat quickly, I'm starving."

The old lady patted the middle-aged maid beside her, and the voice came out softly. After that, Zhao Yu moved his chopsticks first, followed by Rouge and fish fry. The dining table in Lingbo Hall was huge, but there were not many people there. It also shows how sparsely populated the Zhao family is.

The death of any one person means that the Zhao family, the lord of Great Xia, has almost collapsed half of the country!

At the beginning of dinner, the middle-aged lady next to the old lady took a bowl of vegetables, and then prepared to feed the old lady who could no longer see, but the old lady turned her head away, stretched out her hands, and said loudly:

"I don't need to be fed, and I don't need to be fed either!"

The old queen's voice was undeniably firm, and the middle-aged maid had no choice but to hand over the bowls and chopsticks to the former. Afterwards, the old queen held the bowl in her left hand and the chopsticks in her right. In the mouth, chewing carefully, the complexion remains unchanged.

Facing the old queen, Zhao Yu and Yanzhi watched everything in front of them silently, and the tears in Yanzhi's big eyes flowed uncontrollably again.

Because what the old lady put in was a piece of condiment for seasoning, it would be extremely spicy once it was in the mouth, but there was nothing unusual when the old lady chewed it.

Before the old man's vision was deprived, she had lost her sense of taste.

Chapter 0626 no regrets no fear

The city of Shenjing was stormy with wind and snow, and the Baidi Palace was covered with silver decorations, but the brightly lit Lingbo Hall was as warm as spring under the influence of Xuantian wood charcoal.

A simple dinner was hastily ended, Zhao Yu and Yan Zhi ate very little during this period, no matter how delicious the food was, under such a state of mind, it became tasteless, while the old lady ate less, just chewing symbolically After a few mouthfuls, he put down the bowl and chopsticks and remained silent.

After the dinner was over, the middle-aged maid helped the old lady to lie down slowly on the soft bed, covered her with a quilt, then Zhao Yu approached, sat on the side of the soft bed, and gently took the old lady's extremely cold hands, He said lightly:

"Grandma, I haven't seen you for a few days, your hands are getting colder and colder, which makes Yu'er very worried!"

"Grandma is fine, Yu'er doesn't have to worry."

The old lady closed her eyes tightly at this time, because the old man knew that her dark eyes were too piercing at this time, so she closed them deliberately, and then the kind old voice continued:

"I heard from Yanzhi, Yu'er, what did you gain from going to the coast of Fengzhou, the most northeast part of Daxia?"

After the old lady's voice fell, Zhao Yu nodded, gently rubbed the old man's hand with both hands, and responded:

"On the sea of ​​giant gods, I chopped off Bai Mingxiu's head!"

The voice of the young emperor's narration was smooth and unwavering, but the hand of the old queen was slightly condensed, and then raised the volume and said:

"He has committed so many sins, he should have died long ago. If it wasn't for the old love of the great ancestor, this person, ghost or ghost would never have escaped from the Giant God Sea, let alone hide in it for so many years. Come out and make trouble."

"A poor man who is paranoid and crazy, does all kinds of evil, but is extremely talented."

The words of the young emperor directly confirmed Bai Mingxiu's coffin. Perhaps Zhao Yu's words will be included in the historical records of the funeral.

"Poor man, there must be something to hate. Everything is fate. He is still completely lost in the end. Yu'er, you killed him, and it can be regarded as the end of this grievance that spanned almost a hundred years."

After the old lady finished speaking, she raised her other hand and patted the back of Zhao Yu's hand lightly, as if she was praising her, and then she heard Zhao Yu's inquiry:

"Grandma, do you hate Bai Mingxiu and Yun Yan Chuqiu?"

The young emperor's inquiry fell, and the old queen smiled lightly, and responded:

"One hundred years of enmity, hatred is inevitable, but if a handful of loess is gone, all right and wrong will disappear. Our era will eventually come to an end. Grandma and I have lived longer than them!"

Speaking of this, the old lady opened her mouth and laughed loudly, maybe because she laughed too hard, she suddenly started coughing, her complexion turned purple, Zhao Yu hurriedly got up, patted the former's back lightly, and injected a dose of A pure original breath.

After coughing for a long time, the old lady gradually calmed down, but the tiredness on her face became more intense, then Zhao Yu sat down again, and said softly:

"Grandma, this time my grandson has another important achievement in the Sea of ​​Giant Gods, and that is to pull out from the bottom of the sea a lock yuan coffin that can cut off the gaze of heaven."

After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he looked closely at the old lady's old face, but the latter's complexion did not change at all, his eyes were still tightly closed, he just nodded, and his lips parted slightly:

"The Suoyuan coffin is known to me. The emperor Taizu brought back one back then, and Huang Zhao was lying in the coffin at this time. When Yu'er mentioned it like this, I remembered that guy woke up half a year ago. But I didn't have the chance to see it, and I guess I won't see it in the future."

"Grandma, since you are no stranger to the Suoyuan Coffin, you are naturally aware of its heaven-defying effect of forming a world of its own."

Zhao Yu sat up straight, his expression suddenly became extremely solemn, and then he continued to speak, and Emperor Huanghuang's voice resounded throughout Lingbo Hall:

"So Yu'er wants you."

"The old man refuses!"

Before Zhao Yu finished speaking, the old queen directly refused, so straightforward, so without thinking, it was like the world's most violent explosion and thunder, completely tearing Zhao Yu's heart that was extremely difficult to make waves, the young emperor's expression suddenly changed. Changed, murmured:

"Grandma, what did you say?"

The old lady who was lying on the back slowly sat up, opened her eyes that had been closed all the time, and continued to speak word by word:

"Yu'er, grandma refuses!"

"grandmother!"

Zhao Yu raised the volume subconsciously, staring at the dark eyes of the old lady, but even though the eyes were dim, the young emperor could still see the firmness in them.

"Grandma understands Yu'er's thoughts, but grandma doesn't want to."

After the faint voice came from the mouth of the old lady, Zhao Yu got up, slowly knelt down in front of the old man, bent down the backbone that supported the entire Great Xia Dynasty, lowered his head wearing the crown of the Emperor of Heaven, and kowtowed heavily road:

"Grandson begs grandma to think twice!"

The old lady supported the limp under her body with one hand, and moved her whole body forward slightly, and continued to speak:

"Yu'er, Laoshen is different from Huang Zhao. He was seriously injured because of the original core, and I am dying. Grandma, I have lived too long. I have lived enough. I don't want to fight any more."

"Grandson implores grandma to enter Suoyuan's coffin, and at the same time ask grandma to believe in Yu'er. In the near future, Yu'er will definitely be on top of the five declines of heaven and man!"

Zhao Yu kowtowed heavily to the old man again. At the same time, his begging voice was choked with sobs. At the same time, the entire White Emperor Palace was covered with heavy snow, and there were even bursts of winter thunder rumbling from the depths of the void. , Such a vision caused all the people in Shenjing City to change their expressions slightly.

"Yu'er, old man, my life has been exciting enough. When I was young, Yun Yan Chuqiu competed with me for a man, and she lost. Later, when Taizu Shengshang went out, Emperor Kong of the Sun Empire wanted to compete with me, and he lost too. .

"Although I've been waiting all my life, it's not in vain. My son Zhao Jingren loves the people very much, and my daughter Zhao Xiu is equally talented and bold, and she sticks to the country. Now, my grandson Yu'er, you are creating a new era. In your hands, don't worry, I don't have any regrets, and I'm worthy of the Great Ancestor, I have no regrets!"

After the old lady finished speaking, Zhao Yu didn't say another word, but kowtowed forward again heavily, his forehead hit the ground, making a muffled sound.

"I'm tired, Xin Hong, help me back to the inner hall to rest!"

The old empress did not give Zhao Yu another chance to persuade her, she was about to get up, and the middle-aged court lady beside her helped her up, and then looked at Zhao Yu who was kneeling on the ground and refused to get up, her lips opened, and she wanted to speak, but she wanted to speak again. He stopped talking, and finally carefully supported the old man, and walked slowly back to the inner hall.

Under the flickering thousands of lights in the outer hall of Lingbo Hall, the kneeling figure of the young emperor was reflected, and the former number one beauty in the vast land of Shenzhou rejected the only chance of survival at this stage.

She has no regrets and no fear.

Chapter 0627 one person one lamp one long night

On the night of the deep winter in the 89th year of the Great Xia Calendar, the wind and snow were icy, and the strong cold wind from the northern permafrost, roaring like a beast, raged back and forth in the streets and alleys of this most powerful city in the world. The citizens of Shenjing City who were hiding at home could vaguely hear the muffled thunder constantly ringing in the depths of the void.

"The thunderstorms of the winter are really abnormal, and the wind and snow are too violent, as if they want to release the snow accumulated in the good weather a while ago."

Many cultivators in Shenjing City stood at the window and sighed in the same way. Their spirits are definitely sharper than ordinary people, so they can clearly perceive the heavenly power permeating the void.

Sometimes, emperor's prestige is equal to Tian's prestige, and in the Lingbo hall of the White Emperor Palace, the extremely rich emperor's prestige almost completely ignites the burning candles in the hall, burning them into ashes in an instant.

It has been more than half an hour since the old lady returned to the inner hall, but Zhao Yu still knelt down and did not get up. He didn't expect that just by kneeling down, the old man could change his mind, because for a man who has lived for so long and has a firm will The leader of the times, once a decision is made, it is difficult to change it.

Zhao Yu just hasn't figured out how to face it yet!

Beside the young emperor, Rouge's smaller figure also knelt quietly, she didn't speak, but just accompanied her silently, Zhao Yu knelt for a day, she knelt for a day, as long as Zhao Yu knelt, she knelt for as long.

In the inner hall of Lingbo Hall, the simplicity remains the same. There are no thousands of candles everywhere in the outer hall, but only one unextinguishable lamp, which radiates long rays of light at the head of the bed.

After returning, the old lady did not fall asleep and rest as she said, but sat gently leaning against the head of the bed, with her body slightly sideways, staring at the lamp in front of her with her dark eyes. The orange light came from the lamp. Spilled out, shining on the old empress's haggard face, like a warm hand, gently caressing.

"Xin Hong, you go to the outer hall to see Yu'er, I want to stay alone for a while."

A faint voice came out from the voice of the old lady, lingering in the entire inner hall, and then the middle-aged maid who had been serving by her side responded with some worry:

"Your Majesty, if you need to find a servant, just shake the bell beside the bed, and the servant will come in every other incense stick to check."

"Don't worry, Xin Hong. I know my own body. I will be alive before the New Year's Eve. I will die in the 90th year of the lunar calendar!"

The old queen didn't feel heavy when she said these words, but the middle-aged maid Xin Hong couldn't hold back anymore, she burst into tears, but bit her lips tightly, knelt down and kowtowed, and then gently exited the hall without making a sound.

Afterwards, in the inner hall of Lingbo Hall, there were only the old lady leaning on her back, her breath a little short, and a lamp.

In fact, for decades, the inner hall of Lingbo Hall has been like this, one person, one lamp, one long night!

The old lady turned her head to the side, staring at the flames that ignited out of thin air without any kerosene. Although she had been completely deprived of vision by the five decays of heaven and man, the old lady had already made the appearance of this lamp, and even the burning shape She knew everything by heart, so her dark, ink-smeared eyes gradually reflected the appearance of a lamp.

After that, a look of loneliness appeared on the face of the old lady, and only before this lamp, she would show such an expression, and said softly:

"My lord, my concubine is dying."

As soon as these words came out, the inextinguishable lamp placed by the bed suddenly shook violently, and the flame that kept jumping up and down almost jumped out of the lamp, but all of this could not be seen. The old lady who couldn't see the things, and then her faint voice continued:

"When I returned to the palace from Twisting Yaozhou, the concubine couldn't taste anything. A few days ago, I couldn't see it either. The Holy Majesty knows that the concubine is not afraid of anything in this life, but he is afraid of the dark. There are so many candles in the Bo Hall, and this girl, Xin Hong, is obviously a fire-attribute Dharma cultivator, but she can only light lamps for an old woman like me every day, wasting so many years of youth in vain."

The old lady who spoke to the lamp, her tone was no longer free and easy and indifferent to seeing through life and death. Instead, there was a little girl's emotion, and she continued to talk:

"The calamity of the five declines of heaven and man will gradually deprive the five senses. After taste and vision, the senses of smell, hearing and touch will all disappear, and the whole soul will be locked in endless darkness. It's terrible, but Yu'er is very caring and very caring. Powerful, he took a lot of painstaking efforts to pull out a lock yuan coffin from the seabed of the giant god, and even chopped off Bai Mingxiu's head, all the ministers and concubines know the hardships involved."

Speaking of this, the old lady paused for a moment, calmed down her breath, and continued to speak lightly:

"But my concubine refused, my lord, you know that my concubine is afraid of the dark, and I don't want to go without the company of my sage's unextinguishable lamp in this coffin."

Afterwards, the old lady sighed again, and the faint voice continued to linger beside the beating flame: