Wu Changjie

Since the beginning of autumn, it has been raining and raining, and the sky is thick with dark clouds, and it is even darker in the evening.

It is said that spring is the plan of the year, and morning is the plan of the day, so relative, autumn and evening are the coolest, so "autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times", the dusk of autumn and the rain make the world dull.

Zong Ziheng also doesn't like Qiu, although Qiu also has the beauty of Qiu, but his orchids will fade, and he is afraid of the cold.

He remembered again that he had no orchids.

He stood on a tall building and watched from a distance, but his eyes were attracted by the raindrops bouncing off the cornices.

The nectar fell from the sky, but it turned into mud on the ground, so why are we scrambling to get down first?

A gust of cold wind violently swept across the rain curtain, and the rain followed the wind, turning around and blowing into the tall building, Zong Ziheng felt a chill on his face.

"Dijun, it's windy and cold at night, let's go back."

Cai Chengyi used to be the chief servant of Qinghui Pavilion. When he first entered the palace, he was handsome, young and vigorous, and had a bright future. Unfortunately, he hurt his back while working and couldn't serve his master well, so he was transferred to Qinghui Pavilion.Everyone in the Wuji Palace knew that the empress of Qinghui Pavilion had offended successively, and she was not welcomed by the late emperor, so he was "exiled".

But he accepts his fate, although this job is not easy, but he has no family and no tiredness, and he can do it if he has something to eat. Moreover, he also sympathizes with the helpless mother and son in Qinghui Pavilion.

Fortunately, the eldest prince was up to the challenge and gave birth to a talent that was rare in a hundred years. Qinghui Pavilion's status in the palace was not to mention rising steadily, but it was not so bullied.

As a bystander, he watched the eldest prince grow from a baby to a well-behaved and sensible child, to a smart and gentle boy, to a young man facing the wind, and finally to the unsmiling, respectable and dignified Emperor Zong in front of him.At the same time, it also witnessed how the grievances and hatreds between the two generations of the Zong family stirred up the Kyushu, and there was no more peace.

The young emperor is no longer as gentle and loving as before, and he no longer tends flowers and plants. The world let go of the imagination, how sinister and vicious a person who kills his father, murders his brother, seeks power and usurps the throne, and has a heart like a snake, but he clearly remembers , Emperor Konghua was once a pure, kind and gentle child, filial and sensible, caring for his younger siblings, loved by everyone, and never even shouted at his servants.Why did the eldest prince turn into what he is today?

Maybe it's because he's old. Ordinary people who don't have aura around them at this age will be dazzled and dizzy, so he can't see clearly with his mind and eyes.

Zong Ziheng's slender body remained still, despite the autumn wind and rain blowing on his royal robe inlaid with gold and jade, he said softly: "This is the highest point of the Wuji Palace. .”

"Yes."

"When Zixiao came back, I could see him from a distance." Zong Ziheng's voice was so thin that it seemed that the wind would disperse it.There was a layer of tenderness in those eyes, which were always filled with sadness that could not be melted away.

Cai Chengyi sighed secretly.

"Ten years. How fast."

"We haven't met each other in the past ten years, and we don't know if we can recognize him at a glance."

"When he was a child, he always said that he wanted to grow taller than me. Is he taller than me now?"

"Is he married? Probably not."

"Everyone said that he was riding the magic horse Wuya, and the picture of thousands of Yin soldiers behind him was extremely terrifying. People also said that he would definitely lead the Yin soldiers to conquer the Wuji Palace. I don't think he would use the Xuanyuan Tianji Talisman to deal with it. I."

Cai Chengyi listened quietly to these words without ups and downs, he thought, the young emperor does not need an audience, he is just speaking for himself.

But the emperor suddenly asked him: "Eunuch Cai, do you know why?"

"The old slave doesn't know."

"Because he was competitive since he was a child, he wanted to defeat me with the Zongxuan sword." Back then, after Zong Zixiao escaped, he took advantage of them leaving the palace to go to Kunlun, sneaked back to the Wuji Palace, and stole Zong's to Baoshanhe Sheji map.At that time, no one thought that a teenager could control the ancient treasures, but ten years later, he controlled two.If you use magic weapons, winning is too easy, and the victory is unavoidable.

"Dijun, don't you... make some preparations."

Ten years ago, the Ninth Prince's Zongzi Xiao escaped from the daimyo and disappeared. Ten years later, Mozun Zongzixiao reappeared in the world with two ancient magic weapons, sweeping across the world of cultivating immortals, unrivaled.Everyone knew that he would return his name because he wanted to avenge his elder brother.

"what to prepare."

"Uh……"

"Run away? Do you also think I will lose?"

"No, this old slave didn't mean that." Cai Chengyi hurriedly explained.

Zong Ziheng said indifferently: "I want to see how much ability he has developed in ten years."

"His Royal Highness, he..."

"Don't call him His Highness Ninth Prince." Zong Ziheng interrupted him, "He is no longer His Highness Ninth Prince."

"The old slave made a slip of the tongue, the old slave slipped the tongue." Cai Chengyi said fearfully, "Emperor, the old slave is just very worried about you."

"There's nothing to worry about. Life and death are life and death." Zong Ziheng tried his best to look into the distance through the drowsy rain curtain. Those shadows seemed to be the darkness that Zong Zixiao was about to bring to Wuji Palace. , all want to achieve the foundation of the eternal family, but they have repeatedly changed dynasties, and the big name Zongshi has reached the end of his fortune."

Cai Chengyi felt uncomfortable and didn't know how to comfort the emperor.The Mozun is so powerful that he beats the whole world of cultivating immortals with no power to fight back. In the world of cultivating immortals today, the imperial power of the Zong clan has already existed in name only, and the various immortal sects are torn apart and fighting endlessly.

No one can fight against the Demon Lord anymore.

Cai Chengyi thought, a better ending would be that the Demon Lord would take the throne and proclaim himself emperor, and a bad ending would be that the majestic palace he stands today will turn into a pile of loess in the future.In any case, his emperor will bear the deepest hatred and anger of the Demon Lord, how can he be preserved?

However, he clearly felt that Dijun still had brotherhood in his heart.

Dijun is usually cold and reticent, but occasionally he will chat with him about childhood stories. In those stories, there are Zongzi Xiao, and only at that time, Dijun's frowning brows will relax.

Also, the only pot of orchids that Dijun kept in his bedroom...

Zong Ziheng stretched out his hand and took a small handful of rainwater in his palm.He looked down at the reflection in the water, the small water mirror couldn't show his whole face, he only saw a gray eye with a layer of water vapor floating on the bottom of the eye, as if it was also raining.

little nine...

You are on your way, we will meet soon.

Ten years have passed, and the sea has changed. Both you and I have changed beyond recognition.

How has your ten years been?I am in a cold and deep palace, and my heart is in an endless hell.As for you, you must have suffered a lot too. Did someone greet you, feed you, and dress you?

It's a pity, see you in ten years, you and my brother are destined to fight to the death, after all, the sun and the moon cannot shine together.

If I die, can I bring back your xinxing and cleanse your demons?

If I die, will you stop hating me?

I often think that if I had the cultivation level I have today ten years ago, I would be able to protect you well.

However, there is no if.

Xiao Jiu, Big Brother has always missed you.