I was stolen by a bird to be my wife

A small palace in the depths of Changming Palace.

Seeing Donghuang Taiyi's back disappearing in a blink of an eye, Zhuo Yuan chased after him without even thinking about it.

But just before he stepped into the shadow, Zhuo Yuan keenly noticed that the surrounding environment had slightly changed.

……It's getting foggy.

The dense mist is like milk leaking to the ground, pushing the invisible hand to all directions, covering everything in a haze.

Zhuo Yuan only had to turn around, and the four corners of his body had already reached the point where he couldn't see his fingers.The countless plants and trees that surrounded him like guards surrounding the prisoner before turned into blurred and distorted black shadows in the surging white mist.

The breeze is still blowing, and the mist that pats the face is moist and warm, with a hint of orchid luxury that Zhuo Yuan is familiar with.

It's... the smell of spring water from Tsinghua Pool!

Now in Tsinghua Pool, only Li's Heavenly Eye... Could it be that something went wrong with the trap of dealing with Young Master Chaoshuang?

The sword of no return is out of its sheath?Even if the Wuhui Sword is unsheathed, the young master Chaoshuang can only dispel the filth that entangles himself.

This is the horror of Hongfu Shoulu Long Live.

A foreigner can remove the filth from his own body, but he cannot dispel the filth from other people's body.

This filth is rooted in people's hearts. Even if a person can not be tempted by money, power, fame and sex, can he make others not pay attention to money, power, fame and sex?

Of course, he can forcibly suppress others, or speak reason, or spend money.But the reason why he can make others calm down and not think too much is because he is more authoritative than ordinary people?

Now that he has used this authority, he has also fallen into the comparison of morality.

Ordinary people have their own standards of judgment.

Young Master Chaoshuang... With such a transcendent background, for him, money, power, fame, and sex are probably light and fleeting.

Li Shi's Heavenly Eye might say that it is better to give him a healthy body than those dirty things.

But without the money and power brought to him by the Li family of Yingzhou and Xie Jianzhu, a man like Young Master Chaoshuang who was born weak would not even be able to survive in the wilderness.

"He can't get rid of..."

Zhuo Yuan whispered to himself hypnotically, he and Hong Fu Shoulu Wansui firmly believed in this.

Then, the former left governor heard a crisp voice calling him in the fog.

"Xiaoyuan!"

Zhuo Yuan recognized the voice he hadn't heard for a long time, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, with anger bursting in the corners of his eyes.

"Who! How dare you?!"

He turned around abruptly, looked for the sound, and saw a boy in a snow-white gown, waving happily at him.

It was him, at that time...

When Zhuo Yuan heard that call, he knew who it would be, even though his heart was full of turmoil, his face was not moved at all.

He saw another familiar boy, holding a painting scroll taller than himself in his arms, and carrying the wrapped Four Treasures of the Study in his hand, staggering towards the boy in the white gown.

The boy holding the scroll looks like Zhuo Yuan's son.

Zhuo Yuan has no son.

Few people know that, as a courtier with great power, he has no women by his side.

So he knew who the new boy was.

It was Zhuo Yuan himself.

He has painted thousands of him with a paintbrush, but only him before his hair is tied, this kind of innocent him, has never let Zhuo Yuan fall onto the paper.

The former left governor stared at his young self for a few breaths. At this moment, his eyes were so horrifying that people who knew him would back away when they saw him.

"Zhuo Yuan", who is at most ten years old, has no idea that someone is looking at him with such terrifying eyes.The little boy was holding too many things, and when he ran over, he fell and almost cried, until the little boy in the white gown who appeared at the beginning complained and helped him up.

Zhuo Yuan's Langhao pen threw out a blade.

The blade passed through them, the boy in the white gown with puffed cheeks, and the boy in the picture scroll who was laughing through tears, felt nothing at all.

They are, after all, phantoms of the past.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yuan no longer hesitated, turned around and walked towards the gate of the palace in Impression.

In such a thick fog, he could no longer sneak into the shadows, so he used the normal method to get out of this illusion.

Playing with the scene in the poem, the scene in the text, and the scene in the painting are the best tricks of scribes. Zhuo Yuan will not be stuck here, and he will not miss the past memories.

The real feeling of the ground has not changed, and the gate of the palace has not moved to other places. Although it is not clear, but when it is a little bit off, you can feel the branches and leaves brushing your sleeves.Scribes have a way to judge the authenticity of the six senses, he calmed down a little, quickened his pace, and ran towards the direction Donghuang Taiyi left.

But the clear voice of the conversation was like the wind, chasing after his ears.

"Keep your voice down, I sneaked you in."

"Thank you, Your Highness... But the Taifu said, we should read "On Rites" today..."

"Didn't you say you wanted to paint Tsinghua Pool? Xiaoyuan! My Highness has condescended to help you carry the painting tools, so what else!"

"No, I'm very sorry, Your Highness! How about, why don't you let me carry the painting utensils?"

"It's really rude of you to think that His Highness can't pick a hand or mention it, right?"

"This, um... um... Tsinghua Pool, it's really big."

"Did you come up with this thing in a long time? It's really big. Even the prince can't enter it casually. It belongs to the emperor alone—"

"Your Highness, keep your voice down!"

"laugh."

The guard's footsteps gradually became louder and then disappeared.

"Don't draw?"

"You can't stay here for too long, Your Highness, the Taifu will find us disappear. I'll take a closer look and make a draft."

"Hmph, sooner or later... we can stay here as long as we want, and at that time, you can paint however you want."

The owner of Tsinghua Pool can only be the emperor.

Even at a young age, the boy in the white gown already has lofty aspirations.

The "Zhuo Yuan" in the past was equally intelligent, and he understood the unfinished meaning of his master and his friend.

"Sooner or later..." the little boy whispered.

"Stop talking." Zhuo Yuan, who was running fast, said suddenly.

The past "Zhuo Yuan" couldn't hear it, "Then, when that time comes..."

Zhuo Yuan suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and stopped loudly: "Stop talking!"

Not far away, His Highness stood side by side with the young him, intimately.

The past "Zhuo Yuan" said: "At that time, I want to be His Highness's painter."

After finishing speaking, the little boy hugged the scroll tightly and smiled shyly.

Zhuo Yuan stood a few feet away from the two children, staring at himself, unconsciously biting blood from his lips.

"The painter...can't protect anyone."

He spoke forcefully, as if trying to warn his past self.

The former left governor didn't notice, but at this moment, a faint light appeared on his body.

***

A faint light illuminated another palace room that was not far away from Zhuo Tiaomiao.

Donghuang Taiyi reincarnated into a human body when he fell, and the branches of Bai Yuqiong hung beside him, as if to show that spring was his guard.

This palace room is the only place that has not been entered in the thick fog that spreads the inside and outside of Pingjing City at this moment.

It seems that there is something in it that repels the white mist, forcing the white mist to go around.

... The appearance of the white mist is really a strange heart sword.

The Eastern Emperor thought for a moment.

Xie Cuiwei, that annoying ghost?

Ah halo thought.

The young Buchu felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he didn't see the slightest hindrance in his actions, and strode into the palace room.

"You won't run away this time." He said, mocking another emperor as an emperor.

The new emperor lay on the couch, shivering.

The Flying Carp Guard Baihu who guarded him was not here.

Donghuang Tai never even glanced at the new emperor, he stared straight at the back of the screen.

Indeed, there was no more escape. Long live Hong Fu Shou Lu, a man with a big red robe, a stiff winged head, a golden mask, and gray hair, who was dressed exactly like the new emperor, walked out from behind the screen.

"Emperor of Heaven..." He sighed softly, "Do you know who I am?"

"Of course," Dong Huangtai said together, "Since the new emperor's words in this Changming Palace are useless, he has to rely on Zhuo Yaomiao to survive. Then the one who is in charge of the main palace and court is the first emperor."

Why is the new emperor called the new emperor after more than ten years on the throne?

Because he is indeed still the new emperor, and the power has not been handed over to him from the previous emperor.

Because Zhuo Yuan was acting as a shield in front, countless people ignored such obvious inappropriateness.

Even Ah Yun could only feel the subtleties of it as the Eastern Emperor Taiyi for a while.

He Chu glanced at the new emperor, there was no mist in the room, but on the couch, he was only in his thirties, but he had already grown white hair. The man who had obviously been tortured a lot, echoed someone, and shone slightly.

Dong Huang Tai said: "He is your son, but you treat him like a livestock."

"Livestock? Livestock can't be emperor."

Long live Hong Fu Shou Lu said, taking off the mask that covered his face, revealing an old but no different face from ordinary people.

Among the four evil gods that have appeared so far, the three evil gods, Mother of Life and Resentment, Grand Marshal of Ten Thousand Thousands, and Rescue Guanyin, each have their own evils and differences.

One is a bone, one is an ant, and the other is a thousand hands, to prove that they are not extraordinary people.

But Hong Fu Shou Lu Long Long Live is an evil god transformed into a human being, who looks exactly like a human being.

He said: "After the three disasters revolutionized the world, Tai Tai will lead the surviving people to establish a new dynasty. But Tai Tai can't say that he didn't make any mistakes in the past. To be convinced by others, he can only—"

"Create a foolish king, and when everything is over, kill him. To show that everything is over, it is worth celebrating."

Donghuang Tai said together: "It's so pitiful."

Long live Hong Fu Shoulu snorted coldly, "When he took this position, I told him the truth, and he agreed."

"If you really agree, why did you destroy him to this point with smoke?"

Donghuang Taiyi didn't believe it.

"You don't understand, this is the difference in the way of being an emperor."

Long live Hong Fu Shoulu: "The swan left this world back then, and since then, the Yu clan has been the most noble clan in the world. Even at the critical moment when the three disasters are about to be broken, you don't have to come forward, there are countless people Go forward and succeed, and protect the millennium morality for you.

"Datai is also at a critical juncture, why did the aloof Three Secret Realms surpass me and decide to restart the dynasty's reincarnation?

"It's not the fault of Tai Tai, but Da Tai has to be sacrificed. I have worked hard to try to reform, but you don't pay attention to it at all. If this is the case, why can't I choose another way to continue Da Tai's dragon veins—"

"Then, you continue to be emperor?"

Donghuang Taiyi had already been angry because of Zhuo Yuan's evaluation of the Yu clan before, and now he is too lazy to talk to the evil god.

"The way you and I are emperors is indeed different."

There is no need for a heavenly emperor to control the east and the west in the Great Wilderness.

After saying that, Dong Huangtai lifted up the branch of Bai Yuqiong and swept it down.

The author has something to say: It's a little early today.