Dressed as the real daughter of the wealthy control group

Xiao Ji is crazy!Completely crazy!

His Highness Changge died in a fit of anger, but the regent called all the imperial doctors in the palace and killed one person every half an hour. The blood in front of the palace gate flowed into the ditch, and the maple leaves in late autumn were dyed bright red.

The imperial palace is under martial law, the capital is under the control of iron armored guards, the old emperor's [-] troops are approaching outside, and the mad Lord Regent is washing the court with blood inside, the civil and military officials of the court feel that the sky is about to collapse.

According to the madness of the king regent, sooner or later they will be buried with the prisoner emperor Ji.

Just when the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty hated the Mu family deeply and wished they could eat their flesh alive, Qiu Moyan's [-] troops approached the city.

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Changge felt that Xiao Ji was indeed crazy.

It had been a day and a night since she died of exhaustion, Xiao Ji brought her body back to the imperial palace, and then summoned all the imperial doctors to treat her.So far, 4 imperial physicians and 6 courtiers have been killed, and all of them had trouble with her.

As if suppressing the killing for half a lifetime and breaking the seal, no one dared to persuade Xiao Ji to be crazy.

Her mind and soul were trapped next to the corpse, and she could only watch him continue to go crazy, watching him hug her corpse, sleep with her in the dead of night, wake up and continue killing until Mu Qingyi entered the palace.

Xiao Ji could not see his face now, nor could he hear his name, so he forced him to kneel outside for half a day, until he lost a lot of blood, his injuries added to his injuries, and he almost passed out, so he reluctantly let him in.

Mu Qingyi's face was paler than Xue's, but compared to the crazy Xiao Ji, his expression was calm and somewhat rational.

"His Highness has passed away. Please let the Regent let His Highness rest in the earth as soon as possible. His Highness worshiped the heavens and the earth with the Caomin, and announced to the heaven and earth ghosts and gods that they are husband and wife. Today, the Caomin came to take His Highness home."

Mu Qingyi violated Xiao Ji's taboo at the very first sentence, and was smashed by the enraged Xiao Ji with a jade seal.

"roll!"

Mu Qingyi picked up the blood-stained jade seal, put it on the table calmly, and said: "If the jade is broken, the fortune of the country will be ruined. Now that the old emperor's army is approaching the city, he has not attacked the city for a long time because he wants to see His Highness. His Excellency will die. Send it to the military area, Qiu Moyan will be defeated like a mountain."

The news from Shengdu could not be sealed, Qiu Moyan just didn't believe it, and wanted to hear from Xiao Ji himself.Just last night, when the news reached the military region, the old emperor, who had been lying on the couch all year round, vomited blood and passed out in a coma.

In recent years, there are disciples from the Taoist sect who have followed Qiu Moyan, and no one knows better than him that Qiu Moyan was exhausted, and he was poisoned when he was young and left with old diseases. These years of hard work and effort are exhausted, and his body is indeed worsening day by day.

A person who is so cruel that he puts his loved one in a place surrounded by wolves and pushes her to the side of the enemy with his own hands. When the plan is about to succeed, he learns that his loved one is dead. Such a blow is enough to crush him .

Xiao Ji's face was sullen and he didn't speak. He never knew Qiu Moyan's weakness, but he refused to pass the news to his military area because he wanted to consume him to death.Changge is dead, why is he still alive!All these years, he has only been able to survive by relying on Changge!

"You don't want the old emperor to return to the court? Take over the court again?" Xiao Ji sneered, "Mu Qingyi, now that you betray him and the Taoist sect, isn't what you did before a joke?"

Mu Qingyi's face was stained with blood, and he said calmly: "I have never surrendered to Qiu Moyan. Since I was born, I was sent out of Shengdu to practice Taoism. Your Highness, my choice has always been His Highness Changge.

If His Highness was still alive, he would definitely not bear to see the court she worked so hard to destroy because of her lord, see the world in chaos because of her, and see Li Ming suffer because of the war. "

"My lord shouldn't tie the young emperor to the city gate and kill him to sacrifice the flag. Qiu Moyan doesn't care about this younger brother at all, but the young emperor was brought up by His Royal Highness Changge and is her most beloved younger brother.

If you kill him, His Highness will not forgive you. "

Xiao Ji's face was gloomy.

Her eyes moved, and she struggled to break free, but then her spirit and will seemed to be fixed and she couldn't break free.

After a long time, Xiao Ji said coldly: "Mu Qingyi, I won't kill you, but the whole family of your Mu family will be Ling Chi, this is the price."

Mu Qingyi lowered her eyes, and her calm face showed a trace of indifference: "I will not stop. The Mu family will have to make amends for His Highness's death, and I will also pay the price for it. Please also return my wife, my lord, and let her rest in peace."

Xiao Ji sneered: "All the Taoist sects are people like you who seem to be merciful but are actually indifferent? Mu Qingyi, you have a clear understanding of yourself. People with weak blood ties will never become saints in their entire lives. Mu Yan If you know, you don't even beg for mercy, then your expression will be wonderful."

If Mu Qingyi hadn't heard of it, he continued: "My lord, please return my wife and let her be buried in peace."

Xiao Ji was furious: "Go back to your Taoist sect, if you dare to be presumptuous again, I will have someone demolish the Taoist temples in the world, so that you lonely ghosts have no place to stand."

Mu Qingyi's face moved slightly, his eyes lowered, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I once gave His Royal Highness a small jasper sword, which is our token of love. Please leave me a thought and return it to Changge and me. token of love."

Xiao Ji's face was not happy, he knew all Changge's belongings before his death, and would keep them carefully, the jasper sword she often wore was indeed a gift from Mu Qingyi, he would get angry every time he saw it.

Xiao Ji turned around and entered the inner hall, looked at the long song with the orb in her mouth, like a sleeping Changge, pulled out the small jasper sword on her bun, threw it out of the screen, and said coldly: "Get out, leave Shengdu, arrive Where you should go, don’t come back in this life.”

"Thank you, sir." Mu Qingyi's voice was slightly blurred.

Changge felt a pain in the center of his brow, and a powerful attraction struck, dragging her into a cold space.A hand covered with bloodstains and scabs gently touched her, picked her up carefully, and then walked out of Chaohua Palace.

Outside the hall, a smear of the setting sun is like blood, and dusk is approaching.Only then did she realize that she followed Mu Qingyi out of the imperial palace step by step.

It turned out that her soul was actually sucked into that jasper sword.So Mu Qingyi keeps offending Xiao Ji, and wants to get her body back, in fact, to get back this Taoist magic weapon and bring her soul out of the imperial palace?

Changge was slightly surprised in his heart, and looked back, through the heavy palace gate, he seemed to see countless dead bones buried in the imperial palace. He did not expect that he did not leave the imperial palace during his lifetime, but left with Mu Qingyi after his death.

All members of Mu's residence were detained and the residence was ransacked. Naturally, they would not return to Shangshu's residence at this moment.

The whole city was under martial law, the streets were full of armored guards and yamen servants, the city gate was sealed, but Mu Qingyi walked to the city gate unimpeded.

"The Lord Regent has ordered that Mr. Mu Lang be expelled from Shengdu and never return."

The two armies faced each other, but the city gate was opened for one person.Such absurd things actually happened.

"He is the prince of the Mu family? I heard that Shangshu's house was confiscated, and the whole family would choose a day to ask for execution, but he is safe and sound?"

"Mu Langjun is a well-known young master in Qingyi, a Taoist disciple, who has helped the world for many years. Outside of the prosperous capital, Mu Qingyi's name is comparable to a saintly scholar."

"It's pitiful, it's a pity, this is a Taoist disciple who is extraordinary and free from vulgarity, but he has entered the quagmire of Shengdu. The Great Emperor Ji of Jian Guo died because of him, and he was expelled from eternity. Where is the place for him in this world?" ?”

"If he hadn't been chosen by His Highness, Mr. Mu's family should also be buried for His Highness."

Various voices poured in, angry, sympathetic, and disgusted. Mu Qingyi remained as if he hadn't heard it. He tightly held the jasper sword in his hand and left Shengdu City alone. Outside the city was Qiu Moyan's [-] troops. .

Before the battle, a soldier ventured forward and asked loudly, "But Mr. Mu of the Shangshu Mansion? Our Majesty has something important to ask Mr. Mu to talk to."

Mu Qingyi's face was indifferent, ignoring the soldiers, dressed in blue, facing the bleak north wind, walked towards the old Taoist temple on the lonely mountain outside the city.

The soldier rode his horse back and forth a few times to pass on the news, but finally got off his horse, left the horse to him, and shouted: "Your Majesty let you go."

Mu Qingyi's thin lips moved slightly, looking fixedly at the dark and bright-faced soldiers, and said hoarsely: "Double stars have fallen, I'm waiting for the Autumn Moyan in the Taoist temple on the lonely mountain outside the city. It's only three days, and I won't wait when it's over."

There is not much time left for them.Xiao Ji didn't kill him because he was afraid that he and Changge would meet under the Nine Springs and reincarnate together to continue their relationship. Letting him out of the city made Qiu Moyan murderous, and wanted to tell Qiu Moyan that he would never May wait until the person he wants to wait for.

But is there reincarnation in the world?After reincarnation, is she still his Highness Changge?Remember the short but long memory between them?

After Mu Qingyi finished speaking, he got on his horse, rode his war horse, and headed north all the way to Gushan.

Changge was hidden close to his chest by him. It was cold and windy outside, but she couldn't feel the cold at all. She was warm all over, as if a breath was softly enveloping her.

Mu Qingyi rushed to the Taoist temple in Gushan without stopping, and knocked on the door of the Taoist temple under the cold moon.It was the Taoist temple she had visited once before, and she never thought that this was where Mu Qingyi rested in Shengdu.

When he returned to Shengdu, he didn't go back to Mu's house, but lived in the nameless Taoist temple on the mountain.

No wonder he said that he was a person with weak blood relationship, even if Xiao Ji wanted to kill Mu's family, he refused to intercede.Changge sighed lowly, he didn't suffer from others, so don't persuade others to be kind.The same is true for herself. For people like them, blood and family affection cannot be forced at all.

Mu Qingyi entered the meditation room, took out the jade sword in his arms, and stared at her blankly.

She was obsessed with the jasper sword, and could only look at his face with wide eyes, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, nose bridge as high as a mountain peak, thin lips pale and bloodless, his skin was more delicate than a girl's, raw She has a beautiful skin, but there is Taoist compassion in her brows and eyes, but she also has an otherworldly temperament.

Mu Qingyi looked at her for a while, then cut open the scarred palm, tore open the scabbed wound, and squeezed out blood to feed her.

Changge was taken aback, seeing Biyu Xiaojian sucking his blood gurglingly, his cold body warmed up again.Was it Mu Qingyi's blood that kept her warm?

Enough, enough!

Mu Qingyi fed the small jasper sword with blood, and waited until a flowing red light flashed in the center of the jasper instrument, then randomly tore a piece of rag, wrapped the wound on his palm, and fell asleep holding her.