when you become a cheater

Cultivator, if they attack together, they may not be able to kill that person, but if they do so, they will definitely alarm the rest of the guards, and their trip will be regarded as a failure.At this time, it was Yuan Hengzhi who made the decision.

Rong An would never know that it was the man she was relying on now who stopped the three fellow disciples who wanted to rush over from the beginning, and waited until the moment when the disciple of the Blood Refining Sect who wanted to invade her was the most lax before finally making a move .

Rong An was still crying, when he heard applause of "pa——pa—" from outside the door, and a young man in a brocade robe and jade belt slowly walked out from the shadows. , meet again today, you guys really gave me a good show."

Gu Qinian exclaimed in a low voice: "He Yuan?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and tapped the folding fan on his palm: "I didn't expect Fairy Gu to know that I'm here. I'm really honored to be here."

He purposely changed his modesty, but his voice was even more frivolous, especially when those peachy eyes flashed around, Gu Qinian had an illusion of being violated, and his cheeks flushed with embarrassment, adding to the color.

He Yuan praised: "I heard the name 'Yaotai Shuangshu' earlier, and I was too hasty in the Xiaohanshan secret realm that day. Today, I saw that Fairy Gu and Fairy Wodan are indeed Chunlan Qiuju. They each have their own merits. See you next time. I couldn't be happier."

These words could be called molesting, if Gu Qinian was just ashamed, it would have turned into annoyance, but he knew that his cultivation base was too different from the other party's, so he never did it.

Yuan Hengzhi said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency humiliated my junior sister, what is your intention?"

"I'm just born to like beauties." He Yuan folded his fan, "As long as the three beauties present are left behind, fellow Taoists Yuan, He, and Shengzi Zhao can leave, and I will never stop them."

When Rong An heard this, his brows stood on end, and he scolded: "Damn prodigal, I don't want this princess to stay!"

"I don't like beauties who are too spicy." He Yuan sighed, and suddenly attacked Yuan Hengzhi's side without warning. Under the traction of the folding fan, it seemed that the whole space felt a sense of collapse.

Everyone's heart trembled, they didn't expect this person to be more advanced than Xiaohanshan, they dared not take it lightly, and they fought against He Yuan together.

Even so, under one blow, the five people still suffered injuries to varying degrees. The real reason is that compared with the secret realm, the two major helpers, Zhaolu and Xiaobai, have fallen into the dormancy of spirit beasts, and they are dealing with it with foundation building and cultivation. Jindan Daoist's He Yuan had no chance of winning.

He Yuan smiled slightly, expressing his indescribable satisfaction: "Why should you be stubborn, what I said before still counts, as long as there are three delicate guests left, everything else is easy to talk about."

Cold sweat dripped from their foreheads, and they couldn't utter a single word under the tremendous pressure.

Rong An watched anxiously from the sidelines, but let alone meddling, she couldn't even distinguish the figures of the crowd, so she was really helpless.

At this time, there was a tremendous coercion from outside the door. This coercion was indescribably ferocious and arrogant, and the mortal women were bleeding from their mouths and noses, and fell into a coma instantly. Although Rong An Slightly better, but also like a dehydrated fish, panting with difficulty.

Yuan Zhao and the others looked like a huge boulder was suddenly pressed down on their chests, and their faces were extremely ugly: such a tyrannical coercion can only be possessed by a monk named Yuanying.What's more troublesome is that there are many Nascent Soul True Monarchs among their elders. Comparing the two, the ones who come are most likely the late Nascent Soul. In the face of such great power, they are no different from ants.

If this continues, they will definitely die here, one of Yuan Heng gritted his teeth, exerted force between his fingers, and the jade he was holding was shattered into powder.

"I want to see who dares to play wild in my Blood Refining Sect." With a deep male voice, a tall figure appeared in front of everyone.

The visitor had bright red hair, deep contours, sharp features but still handsome, slightly higher cheekbones than ordinary people, but the whole person exuded a strange charm, which was impressive at first sight and hard to forget.

He Yuan stopped attacking, and saluted respectfully: "Master Wan'an."

With his actions like this, the identity of this person is ready to be revealed—it is the blood slaughter demon who betrayed Tianwei thousands of years ago.

There was a icy smile on the face of this unrivaled demon king, his eyes swept slowly, under his gaze, the five people were shocked as if they had been hit hard, and they took a few steps back to stabilize their figures .

"Interesting," the devil's lips pulled a subtle arc, "Qingxiao's apprentice, and the son of Zhaochulou."

Several people had a bad premonition in their hearts, so they saw Xue Tu standing with his hands behind his back, and said leisurely: "I must see your corpses, the expressions on their faces must be very interesting."

As soon as the words fell, a fire dragon made of purple flames appeared beside him, and the whole body was burning with flames. As soon as it appeared, the surrounding temperature rose sharply, and even the distorted ripples of the air could be clearly seen.

Several people suddenly felt breathless and unable to move, they could only watch the fire dragon rushing forward, as if their vision was torn and deformed by the flames all over the sky.

He Yuan only thought that the five of them were bound to die, but he was still secretly regretting that there were two less beauties who were as beautiful as flowers and jades from now on.

Fierce battle

A tiny crack suddenly appeared in mid-air, and then expanded rapidly, as if there was a huge force tearing the crack open from the inside.

Immediately, a flawless hand stretched out from the crack, with ice-white complexion, smooth and sinuous lines, and slender and slender fingers as distinct as jade.Anyone who sees it can only associate it with such elegant things as playing the piano and drinking tea. How can anyone think that even a light tap of a fingertip can arouse the power of heaven and earth and turn the enemy into flying ashes.

With a light touch of this hand, the fire dragon seemed to be drawn, it turned its direction without hesitation, and roared away, making people tremble with fear, worrying that the hand carved from ice and snow would melt in the raging flames.

The fire dragon rushed forward, only half a foot away in the blink of an eye, but the hand didn't seem to feel the blazing temperature at all, it accurately stuck to the fire dragon's neck, squeezed lightly, the fire dragon wailed, and its huge body It dissipated in an instant, leaving only sporadic sparks falling to the ground, and then extinguished in an instant.

A few people suddenly felt the feeling of the rest of their lives, and they breathed a sigh of relief, and saw the Blood Slaughter Demon Lord snort coldly, with an unpredictable expression: "Since you are here, why don't you show up again?"

An illusory figure gradually condensed into a solid body, with temples like flowing clouds, clothes like the wind, pure and gorgeous, just like the immortal Gushe.

When one of Yuan Heng saw this person, he was determined: "Master!"

Different from Yuan Hengzhi's joy, Zhao Lieyun's psychology is much more complicated. Every time he is rescued by this person, he can only look up at the other person's existence like now. Obviously the distance is not far away, but The gap in strength is a huge gap, separating the other party in a cloud that is difficult to reach.

The fingernails pierced deeply into the palm, oozing bright red blood, but Zhao Lieyun didn't notice it, and there was only that dusty figure in the center of his eyes: what he wanted was definitely not to be rescued by the other party again and again, but to be able to Stand side by side with this person and seek the Dao together.

Hearing his apprentice's voice, Qing Xiao glanced over faintly. Although they were wounded, their lives were not in danger, so he refocused his gaze on the Blood Slaughter Demon Lord.

"You are a Nascent Soul cultivator after all, so why bother with a few juniors and lose your status for nothing." His voice was the same as usual, indifferent and peaceful, as if what he was facing now was not a monster with a great reputation in the magic way. Jun, but an old friend whom I haven't seen for many years.

Xuetu raised his eyebrows slightly, with a straight arc on his lips, and said sarcastically: "I am not one of those decent people who are trying to gain fame, so why should I care about my identity. Besides, these juniors dare to sneak into the territory of this seat. They teach me a lesson, and others still think that there is no one in my Blood Refining Sect, come and go whenever I want, and don't take me seriously."

His tone was arrogant, and there was an air of disdain, which made people feel uncontrollably, as if no matter what this person said, others should obey and obey, and could not be disobeyed.

This is precisely because the cultivation of the Blood Slaughter Demon Lord is domineering, and every word and deed has power and influence. Anyone whose cultivation level is not as good as his is captured by him, and he has no desire to resist.

Qing Xiao was silent for a while, her phoenix eyes were deep and deep: "Although it is a lesson, if I hadn't arrived, I'm afraid I wouldn't even see the corpse."

This statement is absolutely no exaggeration, it is easy for him to deal with the fire dragon, but if several foundation-builder cultivators like this are facing each other head-on, let alone escape, even the corpse will be reduced to ashes in the flames.

Although Qing Xiao's tone did not change, Xuetu finally heard a trace of anger from it, and couldn't help laughing loudly: "Su Yingzhen, I thought that you had already abandoned all emotions in order to pursue the ruthless way, and only put yourself As a heartless and desireless dead person, I didn't expect you to be angry, which really surprised me."

Hearing the name "Su Yingzhen", even Qing Xiao was in a daze for a while. His name has not changed in the past and present, but he was given a Taoist title shortly after joining the sect. Over time, no one calls him "Su Yingzhen". After all, it has been 200 years.

Qing Xiao was not the only one who reacted upon hearing this name.Although He Yuan didn't show it on the surface, he was secretly surprised in his heart. He had known for a long time that his master had a person whom he feared called him by this name, but no matter what, he never thought that Su Yingzhen was Qingxiao Zhenjun.

Reminiscent of the sudden appearance of the Blood Slaughter Demon Lord, what seemed to be a coincidence also took on a deep meaning.And from He Yuan's point of view, Xue Tu cared more about Qing Xiao's disappearance, and he cared more about it. He only had a glimpse of that kind of contradictory and complicated thoughts, and he didn't dare to delve into it further.

The Blood Slaughter is very prestige and moody. Even as an apprentice, He Yuan didn't want to challenge his patience, but his thinking still took a subtle turn: Master has always been unpredictable, how could he have changed in front of Zhenjun Qingxiao? Became such an irritable temper.

As he was thinking about it, he heard Qing Xiao slowly say: "You have also practiced Taoism for several years, how can you say such a lie. The ruthless way does not only refer to being too forgetful, but to me, whether it is a person, or a beast, grass or trees, There is no difference, only the word 'Tao', like the river reflecting the sun, is still in my heart."

When he spoke in such a calm manner, his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, as if what he said was just a matter of course, but when everyone present heard and looked at his face sculpted from ice and snow, they felt a chill rushing from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads. It was like being splashed with a basin of ice water on the head in winter, freezing all the blood in the whole body, making it difficult to think.

The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord immediately changed his color, and when he was about to explode, he met the other party's calm eyes: "Su Yingzhen is the old name, so there is no need to mention it again."

As soon as this remark came out, Xue Tu was furious to the extreme, but calmed down, his lips were tightly pursed, and a hard and sharp line appeared on his side: "It is useless to talk more. If you want to take these juniors away, you will naturally defeat me Just do it."

After speaking, he took out a small black flag the size of a palm from his arms, and it grew in the wind, reaching a height of six feet in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the black banner was taken out, the whole space was filled with a strong smell of blood, there seemed to be howling ghosts in the ears, and even the air was a bit cold.

This banner has a lot of background, it was made by sacrificing the lives and grievances of [-] soldiers during the war in the mortal world, and it has the effect of disturbing the mind and eroding the soul by nature.Later, when fighting, I don't know how many monks' resentful spirits were imprisoned, and their power increased, and they were indeed one of the best magic weapons of evil ways.

Yuan Hengzhi, Zhao Lieyun and others' foundation-building Taoist bodies were invulnerable to ordinary weapons, but at this time, just taking out the black banner, they felt a ray of coldness seep in from the cracks in the bones, and they were all spirited. The strength is actually only one or two tenths left.

He Yuan's complexion was not good. As a Golden Core cultivator, he was much less affected. Even so, he was disturbed by the evil spirit.

The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord made a low noise, and his arms were raised like a thousand weights. When the black flag waved down, it seemed like a long time, and it seemed like only a moment.He is a late Yuanying cultivation base. At this time, he activated the black flag, and suddenly the situation suddenly changed. The entire sky was covered by dark clouds. From the thick clouds, rumbling thunder came, and the whole world was dimmed. With a distorted or weird laugh, the blood light surged instantly, piercing through the world, attacking Qingxiao with the power of extinction.

Although Qingxiao is in the middle stage of Yuanying, he is a little lower than Xuetu, but he is happy and not afraid. Wendaojian uttered a long, clear and endless chant. Under the tremor of the sword, the world fell, and when that sword really When it was swung out, the mountains crumbled and the seas rolled upside down. In the sky and on the earth, there was no more brilliant existence than that sword light.

Seeing that his attack was blocked, Xue Tu was not angry but happy, and laughed loudly: "You really didn't disappoint me, so let's fight hard!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone saw two slender figures suddenly intertwined. Xue Tu and Qing Xiao actually abandoned their spells and confronted fiercely in the most direct way.

Every move seems to be done at random, but if you look carefully, they are all in harmony with the heaven and the earth. The mysterious way contained in it can only teach people to be dazzled and fascinated, and what they get in their hearts is better than ten years of retreat.

Even though they were still in the enemy camp at this time, Zhao Lieyun and Shang Xuanzong were completely absorbed by the battle between the two Nascent Soul True Monarchs, and they didn't care about other things, so naturally they suddenly became alert to their surroundings.But now, apart from them, there is one person who is conscious and still has fighting power——it is He Yuan.

At first, He Yuan's eyes were also drawn away, but despite his frivolous appearance, he was actually determined. After a while, he came back to his senses, but he was still afraid, so he didn't dare to make a move.But at the moment when the two are fighting fiercely, Qing Xiao has no time to care about him, and He Yuan has no scruples, so how can he put a few Foundation Establishment cultivators in his eyes.

His figure flashed like a ghost, and he appeared in front of several people in an instant. The wind blown by the folding fan easily cut off a strand of Gu Qinian's temple hair. If she hadn't been able to hide quickly, there might be bloodstains on her beautiful face.

Gu Qinian was still in shock, so He Yuan sighed leisurely: "If you guys don't let go, I won't be able to guarantee that I can avoid Fairy Gu Fangrong next time."

A few people just sneered in their hearts. If they were really caught without a fight, it might not be as simple as getting hurt on their faces.

Everyone fought together, although they were wounded, but with Qing Xiao here, they were much more confident than before, and they were able to resist for a while.But the gap in cultivation was clearly there after all. After a long time, the anger in his chest gradually dissipated, and was quickly suppressed by He Yuan unilaterally, with no power to fight back.

Although Qingxiao was fighting Xuetu, with the ability of Yuanying cultivator, at this moment, under the cover of divine consciousness, he could see the surrounding situation at a glance. Seeing that Zhao Lieyun and Shangxuanzong were suppressed so hard, the originally stable situation There was also a slight fluctuation in the mood.

His cultivation base was not as good as that of Xuetu, and when he was distracted again at this time, he was immediately caught by the opponent, and the black banner hit his left shoulder hard, making a crisp "click" sound, and his left arm drooped limply instantly. Going down, it was obvious that the entire shoulder bone was shattered.

Qing Xiao's expression did not change at all, as if the blow had landed on someone else, but his complexion became a little paler, almost showing a transparent texture.

As a result, Qing Xiao's combat power was naturally greatly reduced, but Xue Tu took this opportunity to step up his offensive, and the balance of victory gradually tilted towards the demon king.

It's just that before Qing Xiao was defeated, Zhao Lie Yun and the other five couldn't hold on first. Seeing that the situation was critical, Qing Xiao asked to cut down and send a thunderous blow to He Yuan. At this moment, there was an empty door behind him Dalu, he only heard the anxious shouts of a few people, and a terrifying suction came from behind. Sand and rocks flew between the sky and the earth, and strong winds blew up. He only felt an arm wrapped around his waist, and then he lost consciousness.

Floating Life ([-])【Pictures included】

When he woke up from the chaos, there was only a blank in his mind.He lowered his head, he was wearing a fine plain satin jacket, which felt cold and smooth to the touch, and the ebony carved bed under him was exquisitely decorated, with auspicious clouds and auspicious animals on it, lifelike.Looking at the interior decoration, whether it is the picture of snowy winter plums hanging on the wall, or the gold-painted vase placed on the mountain, the richness and nobility reveal elegance, and the rest of the objects are also placed just right, which not only highlights its own characteristics. It's unobtrusive.

Obviously, the owner here is not only from a noble family, but also has extraordinary taste. Only when he is a family official can he have such a background.

But looking at everything around him, he was only at a loss: Who am I?And why did it appear here?

It was like a cloud of fog was being pushed away layer by layer, and a name faintly emerged in his heart.By the way, my name is Zhao Lieyun.

As soon as he thought of his name, his thinking became much clearer, but he still had no idea why he appeared in this room.He just got up, wanted to look around, and wanted to think of more things, when he heard a "squeak—" the door was opened, and a maid with a basin came in from the outside.

The servant girl was wearing a chest-length skirt with a beautiful appearance. When she saw Zhao Lieyun, she couldn't help but exclaimed, she hurriedly put down the water basin, and came to support him: "Young master, why did you get up? The injury on your head is still not healed, you should rest more." yes."

Hearing what she said, Zhao Lieyun felt a faint pain. He stretched out his hand to touch it. As expected, there was still a bandage wrapped around his head. He subconsciously asked, "How did I get this injury?"

The servant girl was surprised and said: "You don't remember? A few days ago, you went hunting in the north of the city with the fourth young master of Weiyuanhou's family, but you accidentally fell off your horse, and you were injured. The imperial doctor in the palace ordered you to rest well." .”

"It turns out...that's how it is." Zhao Lieyun murmured, and then he seemed to have made up his mind, and said to the maid: "Actually, I can't remember many things clearly about this injury, and now I feel like I am in a dream." .”

Seeing his serious expression, the servant girl asked cautiously, "Then, do you still remember who you are?" Zhao Lieyun was silent for a while, "I only remember my name Zhao Lieyun, other than that, No more impressions."

The servant girl stared at him blankly, her voice trembled for a long time, "Wait a minute," she turned her head and shouted to the door, "Qingxue, go and invite Madam to come here!"

After a while, an elegant middle-aged beautiful woman came down to Zhao Lieyun surrounded by a group of maidservants, her eyes were red before she could speak, and she choked up as she stroked the wound on his head: "Yun'er, Don't be scared, mother, you really don't remember anything?"

Zhao Lieyun shook his head, then hesitantly asked: "Madam, you say you are my mother?"

When the beautiful woman heard this, her whole body shook a few times, and the maids around hurriedly supported her, the one who was holding the water basin before was obviously very respectable among the maids, she went up to worry and said: "Ma'am, are you alright? "

"Don't worry about me," the beautiful woman waved her hand weakly, "Yanlan, hurry up and invite Imperial Physician Wang to show Yun'er, and then report this matter to Lord Hou."

Yanlan stepped back in response, the beautiful woman held Zhao Lieyun's hand, her eyelashes filled with tears: "My poor Yun'er, I just went out to hunt, why did I become like this?"

The maids hurriedly advised her to take care of her body and not to be too sad. Zhao Lieyun saw this beautiful woman crying with pear blossoms and rain, but always felt a kind of disobedience. This disobedience was like an invisible wall, holding him Separated from these people.

Not long after, Lord Hou and Imperial Physician Wang in these populations entered the room one after the other. The man called Lord Hou was almost young, but he was well maintained. Not only did he not see a few wrinkles, but his figure was also tall. Tall and straight, full of the charm of a mature man.

Zhao Lieyun had the same handsome outline as him, the beautiful woman squeezed Zhao Lieyun's palm, and said in a low voice, "Yun'er, call Dad quickly."

He felt extremely awkward, the word lingered on the tip of his tongue for a long while without uttering it, and finally used another address that was more distant: "Father."

Hou Ye had a complex expression, fixed his eyes on Zhao Lieyun, turned his head and asked the old man who was taking his pulse: "Doctor Wang, what is going on with the dog now?"

Physician Wang stroked his gray beard, and said in an unhurried tone, "Your Majesty and Madam don't have to worry, the eldest son just forgot a lot of things because he fell off the horse and had blood congestion in his head. Just take good care of him and wait until the blood congestion dissipates." , and the symptoms disappeared naturally.”

The beautiful woman asked nervously: "Then when will my son recover?"

"This—" Imperial Physician Wang paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I can't tell you the exact time limit, but Madam can tell the eldest son more familiar things, and maybe the eldest son's memory can be awakened as soon as possible."

The madam began to cry, "How could it be my Yun'er who encountered this kind of thing, a good person, now that this is the situation, what can I do in the future?"

"Okay," Master Hou reprimanded in a low voice, "As the wife of the Marquis of Zhenbei and the mistress of a mansion, how do you look like crying. Yan Lan, send the imperial doctor Wang for me."

Doctor Wang cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty is very polite, the old man will prescribe some recuperation prescriptions for the eldest son, and I will ask Miss Yanlan to fetch them as well, and give them to the eldest son on time."

After sending off Doctor Wang, Marquis of Zhenbei paced back and forth in the house, seeing his wife wiping tears again, but Zhao Lieyun seemed to be wandering off, not knowing what he was thinking, couldn't help feeling angry, pointing at The beautiful woman scolded: "Look at the good son you have raised, but he can break his brain just by going out to hunt, and others don't know how to laugh at him if he tells it. He only thinks that I have no successors in the Zhenbeihou's mansion. Out of a worthless dandy!"

Mrs. Hou forced back tears, and said angrily: "Who would abuse his son like Master Hou? How can Yun'er He De be called a dude? It's not that he broke his brain, it's just that he lost his mind temporarily." If you don’t remember it, if you say more familiar things, you will naturally remember it!”

Marquis Zhenbei sneered, "It's because you've been spoiling him that what happened today. Don't you know the truth that loving mothers often fail?"

"He was born after ten months of my pregnancy. He is a piece of flesh that fell from my body. Lord Hou, he is also your son. You really don't feel sorry for him at all?"

Seeing her gaze, Zhenbeihou's tone couldn't help softening, "Ma'am, I'm doing it for Lie Yun's good. If he keeps doing nothing all day like this, how will he be able to support the Hou's mansion in the future? Do you want He will be so destitute in the future that he can only live by looking at other people's eyes?"

Zhenbei Hou has always been restrained, and it is the first time that he has spoken out his thoughts so bluntly. Mrs. Hou was also stunned, and was speechless for a while.

The mother is loving, and the father is so well-intentioned, logically speaking, as a son of man, he should be extremely moved, but Zhao Lieyun looked at the scene in front of him, and for some reason, the sense of estrangement in his heart became more and more obvious.

His whole figure seemed to be split into two parts, his body quietly obeyed Zhenbeihou's arrangement, while his soul was floating in mid-air, looking down coldly at everything below.

From the Marquis of Zhenbei, Zhao Lieyun learned that Emperor Yongheng is now reigning with the reign name Hongren.Emperor Heng is the second son of the first emperor, and his biological mother is Empress Xianxiao Zhaowen, who is a legitimate son who succeeds to the throne.

And the Zhenbeihou Mansion is a prominent century-old family. The ancestors were granted the title of Marquis with military merits, and they were hereditary. After several generations of management, the prestige is extremely high. Among the 30 Dingbei Army, more than [-] belonged to the Zhenbeihou. subordinate.

Zhaochulou, Marquis of the North of Zhenbei, also led the position of General Yiyong. He trained in the army since he was a teenager, and later married Minghuang, a daughter of the Hua clan of the wealthy Hedong family, and had a son, Zhaolieyun. In this way, several members of the Zhao family remained at the border, and their control over the Dingbei Army should not be underestimated.

At the beginning of Zhao Lieyun's birth, everyone thought that a tiger father had no dogs, and Zhao Chulou's son would be like his father. He was brave at a young age. The glory continues.

Unexpectedly, as Zhao Lieyun grew up, this general is completely different from his father and grandfather, he has no interest in political career and military achievements, and only hunts and drinks with some aristocratic children in Beijing every day, so he is very comfortable.Many patriarchs of Dayong's aristocratic families are lamenting that the decline of the Zhenbeihou Mansion may be imminent.

Zhao Lieyun listened quietly to his own past, from birth, growth, to injury from falling off a horse, everything was well-founded, it sounded flawless, it seemed so real and believable, but for some reason, the contradiction in his heart was even more serious. Even, I always feel like I am listening to other people's stories, which have nothing to do with me.

But he couldn't find the source of what was wrong. After listening to their narration, when he thought about it again, he suddenly had a splitting headache, as if countless steel needles pierced into the brain at the same time, churning and stirring inside, the pain was so extreme that he even cut his nails deep into the brain. Digging deeply into the bed board, blood flowed from ten fingers, which frightened Mrs. Zhenbeihou to tears, and told him not to think about it.

After tossing and tossing for a whole day, Zhao Lieyun only felt physically and mentally exhausted when he was finally able to rest on the bed.There were so many things that happened that day. Looking back now, I still feel unreal. He was like a boat drifting with the waves in the vast ocean, with no direction and no idea where he would end up.

After an unknown period of time, his consciousness became blurred, as if he had a very long dream.In his dream, he saw a slender figure with ebony-like black hair tied in a crown of sandalwood beads, with a clear and graceful demeanor.

Zhao Lieyun wanted to catch up with that person, but the person was getting farther and farther away, and was about to disappear into the mist. He was anxious, and strode out, finally grabbed the man's sleeve, opened his mouth and called out : "Qingxiao"

At the same time, in Shuoxing Hall, a person woke up suddenly, got up and sat down, a tall and thin eunuch came in from outside, and asked respectfully: "What is your majesty's order?"

"Hold the lamp." The man said calmly.

The candlelight is on and off, reflecting a flawless face, with long eyebrows flying obliquely into the temples, ink and phoenix eyes, even if meticulously drawn with fine brushwork, it is difficult to draw the charm; Light, but the lines are extremely graceful, making people think of plain pear blossoms in the slightly drunk sunlight.

Floating Life ([-])

The next day, before dawn, following the awakening of the master of Shuoxing Hall, a row of court ladies entered with trays in their hands.

At this time, Emperor Heng was only wearing a plain shirt, with loose black hair, which diluted a bit of the cold breath, and even softened his perfect and awe-inspiring outline in the past, and the whole person looked like a piece of warm jade. People can't move their eyes.

Zhang Desheng, the chief steward of Shuoxing Palace, gave a brief signal, and the four maids stepped forward one by one, waiting for them to wash up, and another person brought court boots for Emperor Heng to put on.

After that came the Mianfu. Standing behind the screen, Emperor Heng stretched his arms slightly, and the middle garment was attached to his body, revealing extremely smooth and graceful lines.After putting on the black top and vermilion bottoms, another palace attendant brought the crown, and the winding ears on both sides made the earlobe crystal clear like jade.

The bead hanging down in front of the crown covered Hengdi's face, only a pair of deep phoenix eyes could be vaguely seen, like a cold pool scooped up, chilling to the bone.

When Emperor Heng came down to the Tianshu Hall surrounded by guards of honor, all the officials gathered, knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, and shouted long live.

After sitting on the dragon chair, the officials under the steps began to play the matter, and there was some sound in the solemn and quiet hall.

Recently, there was no major event in the court, and the courtiers began to talk clichéd again, concerned about the important events of Emperor Heng's life.

One person said: "Your Majesty is now in a weak year, but the middle palace is still empty. This is not a blessing for the country. I hope your Majesty will do it sooner."

Make a decision to stabilize the harem.

Usually princes will get married before and after, but Emperor Heng is now 22 years old, it is quite strange that he has not yet married.

In fact, there is also a past event involved.When Emperor Heng was still the crown prince, the late emperor also pointed out a marriage for him, and he chose Ping Nanbo's eldest daughter. Everything was fine, and that Miss Ping Nanbo had even embroidered her wedding dress. When the wedding was only one month away, news came that the future crown princess fell into the water, and she didn't come back on the spot.

The first time can be said to be accidental, but the second time refers to the granddaughter of Princess Changping, Li Yang, who also had an accident on the way to incense. It was true that there were no bones left, Princess Changping fainted immediately after hearing the news.At this moment, everyone started to murmur in their hearts. Although they dared not say it in person, in private, many people thought that Emperor Heng was a man who wanted to kill his wife.

The eldest princess is still the aunt of the first emperor in terms of seniority, and because of her affection, it is impossible to point out another marriage to Emperor Heng immediately. It didn't take long for the first emperor's health to deteriorate rapidly, and he no longer had the energy to support his son. Refers to marriage.It's just that he didn't speak, and Emperor Heng's biological mother, Empress Xiaozhaowen, died young, and the highest ranking in the harem was the imperial concubine, so she was not qualified to decide the marriage of the prince of a country.

This matter has been dragged on like this, and then the first emperor passed away, and Emperor Heng ascended the throne, and it has not been resolved until now.

Now someone has raised the issue, and the ministers have also encountered difficulties. Although the latter is a good position, they have to live with their lives. After all, there are still a few who dare to try their own daughter's fate, but what this person said is also reasonable. After all, it is not a problem that the post is vacant, and it is not a long-term solution for the concubine to assist the harem all the time. It is indeed time to resolve this matter urgently.

At this time, Emperor Heng's calm and unwavering voice sounded in the hall: "This is very true. I wonder if there is a suitable candidate for you dear ministers?"

The ministers looked at me and I looked at you, wondering whether other people's families had daughters of the right age, but after holding back for a long time, they couldn't think of a candidate who was both tall and suitable in age, so they couldn't help but look up at Yu Yu. Above the steps, Emperor Heng propped his right elbow on the throne, and the crown made of pearls and jade covered most of his face, only revealing his sharp chin and plain, thin lips.

He never said a word, and even his posture was not very solemn, but just looking down, he put a lot of pressure on the officials, and those shady calculations disappeared silently like snow melting. In this indifferent gaze.

The atmosphere was stagnant for a while, and for a long time, one person held a wat board and came out and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I have a candidate, I don't know if it is possible."

"Oh? Chen Qing might as well say it clearly, so that all the ministers and workers can discuss it together."

This person said: "Your Majesty, what I want to talk about is the third daughter of the Chu family in Huaiyang, His Majesty's mother's family. Miss Chu was born in a family, and she is known as a virtuous and virtuous woman. She has a cousin friendship with Your Majesty, and she can be the mother of the country." .”

Miss Chu San is really a perfect candidate.Not to mention that the Huaiyang Chu family is a century-old family, his father's literary talent is the head of the world's literati, and he is also the elder brother of the first mother of Empress Zhaowen, so his status is not unusual.What's more, she has a good reputation, and people at the time praised her as "quality like Cymbidium", which can be seen from Chu's character.

Hengdi tapped the throne slowly with his slender and fair fingers: "What do you think?"

He just asked a question, and the officials couldn't see the joy or anger from his face, and they couldn't guess what the emperor was thinking, but no matter how you looked at it, they really couldn't find a more suitable candidate than Miss Chu San , simply stopped guessing randomly, and only said in unison: "I have no objection."

"In this case," Emperor Heng made a final decision, "Let Qin Tianjian choose an auspicious day to welcome Chu's daughter as the queen."

On the other side, in Zhenbeihou's mansion, when Zhao Lieyun woke up, he recalled the dream from last night, and he was full of doubts.

Who is that man named Qing Xiao?In the past that Zhenbei Hou told himself, there is no trace of this person, but Zhao Lieyun is very sure that he is definitely not the existence he imagined.When he thought that he would never catch up with him again, the overwhelming despair in his heart had already clearly proved that that person was very important to him, an existence that would hurt his heart even if he lost it in a dream.

Zhao Lieyun was thinking in a daze, and he didn't even notice that Yanlan had entered the room.

"Eldest son!"

Zhao Lieyun was suddenly awakened, and his expression turned cold in an instant: "What's the matter?"

Yan Lan saw that he was unhappy, and said Yiyi: "The Fourth Young Master Wei has come to visit you, and he is outside the door right now."

After Zhao Lieyun thought for a while, he remembered who this Fourth Young Master Wei was.Wei Si is the son of the Marquis of Zhongyong, the Marquis of Zhenbei and the Marquis of Zhongyong have been friends for many years, the two have known each other since they were young, and they can wear the same pair of trousers if they have a good friendship.This time Zhao Lieyun was injured precisely because he went hunting outside the city with Wei Si, and the horse he was riding was stimulated by some kind of stimulation and went crazy.