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"Shuiyun, I heard that you are leaving. Why are you so fast? Let's stay for a few more days." Hua Ning stared closely at Mu Shuiyun's face. There seemed to be a deadly attraction in those bloody eyes. Let her beating heart sink into it even more, unable to extricate herself.

"Ning'er."

This call sounded like a solemn bell in her mind. Hua Ning returned to her original position and panicked immediately. Just now she seemed to be possessed by a demon, and her eyes staring at Shuiyun fell into confusion. Fortunately, the master woke her up in time, otherwise , she will definitely be rippling in the endless deep sea, and it will be difficult to escape.

"Miss Mu, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?" Qing Yan smiled softly, but was surprised in her heart. , she naturally couldn't parry it.

"Lady Qingyan, last time I was protected by you, I was safe. The kindness of Tianxuanmen, Shuiyun remembers in my heart." Mu Shuiyun saluted her, the luster in the bloody eyes disappeared slightly, and returned to normal.

Xue Feng grabbed Shui Yun's waist and said indifferently: "We should say goodbye."

Hua Ning was still reluctant, but she had to be afraid of the master's eyes, which were obviously displeased, seeing the arm wrapped around Shui Yun's waist, so close, they were really affectionate, but even so, she Still couldn't help asking: "Shuiyun, when can we meet again?"

"Next time when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming." Mu Shuiyun smiled lightly, turned around and said, "Teacher, goodbye."

Glancing at the silent Mo Tian, ​​Mu Shuiyun and Xue Feng left holding hands.

Hua Ning watched as Mu Shuiyun's back disappeared, she was so overwhelmed by the loss that she couldn't breathe.

Qingyan said softly: "It's time to calm down."

Hua Ning's heart trembled, she calmed down, how could she calm down, Master came without Shuiyun, how can she practice in the future.

Shuiyun left after all, Ziyunzhu sighed in disappointment, never thought that the time to see Shuiyun again would be so short, but as long as she is fine.

Because he had to rush back to Qixian Peak to deal with important matters, Ziyunzhu sat down for a while, then took his leave.

The warm sun's light poured down through the white clouds, coating the imposing palace below with a layer of holy light.

The imperial guards in armor are dedicated to guarding every corner of the imperial city. This huge palace is like an exquisite maze. Over and over, the Murong family had already decayed back then, replaced by the current Fengtian Dynasty, and the magnificent and magnificent palace in the center, named Fengtian Palace, is the ruling palace of the Holy Majesty today.

Ye Minglang sat quietly on the dragon chair, stroking the golden coiled dragon on the arm of the chair with his slender fingers, and wrapped his perfect slender figure in a milky white brocade robe, but it couldn't conceal a kind of piercing and peerless majesty, and his long hair was soft and soft. It is neatly tied on the top of the head and fixed with a hosta. Part of the hair is scattered over the shoulders like a waterfall. Qinglang, "Fleeting Years, what do you think about Feng Yuhu?"

Ye Liunian lowered his face, stroked his robe, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Brother Emperor, it's clear that Xiao Chenghou was behind this incident. If it wasn't for his greed and delusion to contract the divine beast Qilin, how could things have turned into what they are today. Now All the sects in the mainland are watching the jokes of the royal family, and the dignified filial piety is actually against the current prince. The face of the royal family has been completely lost by Situ Liancheng."

"Hey, I have ordered him to contemplate his mistakes behind closed doors. Without my permission, he is not allowed to leave the Marquis Mansion without permission. Is the emperor satisfied with this punishment?" Ye Minglang looked at Ye Liunian with a smile. He only had one younger brother, Situ Jinxi. Liancheng dared to fight against Liunian relying on Qin'er's protection, how could he not be annoyed, so he ordered to deal with it.

Ye Liunian grinned, his handsome face showed a leisurely brilliance, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Brother Huang."

"Okay, it's good to be angry. Then, let's talk about your peerless righteous sister. How about it?" Ye Minglang squinted his eyes, and played with a finely carved golden phoenix glass with his long fingers, but his heart was full of doubts. The righteous sister Ye Liunian mentioned earlier was a little curious.

"Since the emperor mentioned this matter, Liu Nian begs the emperor to canonize Shuiyun as the princess." Ye Liunian lifted up his robe and knelt in the hall, but Ye Minglang was greatly surprised by his serious expression.

Ye Minglang put the golden phoenix glass on the table, leaned forward, carefully watched every change of Ye Liunian's expression, smiled for a while and said: "I have heard about Mu Shuiyun's deeds before, it really refreshes me .She managed Qingyu Building with one person, and saved the bloodbath of the major sword sects. Moreover, Abbot Yi Xin was full of praise for her, saying that this woman is very destined for Buddhism. And when she was in Wanli Villa, You fought against Situ Liancheng at the expense of defending her, this kind of affection is really precious. Fleeting Years, are you sure you want me to confer her the title of princess instead of Jingwangfei?"

Ye Liunian's heart fluttered. The words "respecting the princess" really shook his heart. Unfortunately, he knew Shui Yun's character very well. She would not compromise the imperial power. If the imperial power was used to suppress her, she would definitely avoid it. At that time, it was just the opposite, he didn't want to lose Shuiyun, he wanted her to be his wife willingly.

After sorting out his thoughts, Ye Liunian pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you, brother, for your kindness. Shui Yun is different from other women, she will not be bound by imperial power, and she will not covet status and glory. She is a calm and casual woman, she yearns for A poetic and poetic life like the gentle wind. Unfortunately, I can't bear the longing for her. People are common, power is vulgar, and quiet is refined. Although I know her yearning, I still can't get rid of the dependence of the common dust. I want to make her Take it as my own. I might as well keep her by my side, as time goes on, I will definitely touch her with my true feelings. "

"I didn't expect you to be so infatuated. I really admire you." Ye Minglang sighed. This emperor's younger brother is actually an infatuated kind. He couldn't help but wonder how that Mu Shuiyun captured Fleeting Year's heart. Seduction, or the most sensual seduction, these all surprised him.

Seeing Ye Liunian's unprecedented seriousness, knowing that he was serious, Ye Minglang suddenly laughed, clapped his hands and said: "Okay. Since the emperor insists on doing this, then I will definitely fulfill you. I will immediately decree that Mu Shuiyun canonize As the Princess of the Imperial Dynasty, the status is below you."

"Thank you, Brother Huang, for your success." Ye Liunian was overjoyed and kowtowed immediately.

"In addition, regarding the last time I offered incense at Jinglun Temple, Abbot Yi Xin calculated that there would be changes in the imperial tomb in three months. The imperial tomb is the lifeblood of the entire imperial city. If the foundation of the country is shaken, the royal family may be affected. There will be accidents." What Ye Minglang is really worried about is this matter, the imperial tomb is extremely secret, since the Murong family was defeated 300 years ago, the bones of his clan have been buried in the imperial tomb, and the sorrowful spirit has been buried in the imperial tomb. Qi suppressed the mourning hall, which has been peaceful for a hundred years, why did they suddenly find out that there was a change? Yi Xin's words at the time were very serious, it must be true, and he had to guard against it.

"Could it be that something happened to Murong's remains? The resentment is extremely huge. If it wasn't for Master Fujing of Jinglun Temple to help suppress it, I am afraid it would not be so easy to overthrow Murong. The change in the imperial tomb is probably due to the undissipated Resentment is causing trouble." Ye Liunian was also worried, but he thought of another matter, and immediately asked: "Isn't that Soul Orb suppressing resentment in the imperial tomb? Why is it still in turmoil?"

"Soul Yuanzhu is an evil thing, how can it be compared with the Buddha's light. It has been eroded by resentment for a long time, and it is difficult to guarantee that it will not arouse the inner evil. If the two are combined, even if the imperial tomb is as solid as gold, it will inevitably be broken by this force. Fleeting , I have summoned Yi Xin to enter the palace, and I will drive the imperial mausoleum tomorrow, so I will go check it out first." Ye Minglang stroked his sword eyebrows lightly, at this moment, countermeasures must be implemented as soon as possible, otherwise the dynasty may be in great turmoil.

"Let the emperor accompany you to the imperial mausoleum." Ye Liunian waved his sleeves and cupped his hands.

Ye Minglang smiled and said, "Aren't you going to find the righteous sister you've been thinking about so much? You don't have to follow her on this trip."

"Well, with the company of Abbot Yi Xin, nothing will happen, so I'm relieved." Ye Liunian agreed, and then thought of Feng Zhou's report, he should rush to Fengyu Lake immediately.

The imperial city of Kyoto is the most prosperous city on the mainland.

It was noon at this time, the spring breeze was warm, and the elegant fragrance of flowers wafted in. Large willow leaves swayed with the wind and flew in through the open window.

The slender fingers lightly tapped the willow leaf, and the willow leaf stopped for a while, and was lightly held by the white palm, and a faint and lazy laugh sounded softly, "Look at this willow leaf, how tender and green it is. This is the vitality under the morning sun." , Harmony in the warm spring. It symbolizes the love of nature and the youth of life.”

"Pfft, although this willow leaf is tender green, it is somewhat elegant. But as soon as you hold it in your white hand, it instantly becomes beautiful. Vitality is everywhere, but beautiful things are something you can't ask for." Xue Feng's eyes were deep, with a seductive smile It swayed lightly around the lips, like the clear water of a spring pond, rippling with emotional ripples.

Mu Shuiyun frowned, and while playing with the willow leaves, said happily: "I never expected that you would say such words. You put honey on your mouth, who did you learn sweet talk from?"

"Then do you like it?" Xue Feng hugged her in his arms, gently caressed her catkin with her slender fingers, it was really smooth and delicate, and said with a smile: "Such words are sweet talk? Really sweet talk And that's not all."

"Do you want to talk sweet words to me?" Mu Shuiyun raised her eyes to look at her, but was completely fascinated by these beautiful eyes. A ray of brilliance shone in her heart, making her mind fluctuate.

Xue Feng just smiled coquettishly, stretched out his hand to caress her soft hair, the bewitching light waves in his eyes shot infinitely, seducing Shui Yun all the time.

However, Xuefeng is also enjoying this kind of fun. Shuiyun is used to the blandness in the past, and she couldn't help her teasing at all, but she was dazzled by her eyes...

The author has something to say: the next few chapters are sweet.