The storm of breaking the flail, the sky of the sky

Xun Qi mustered up the courage to step into the palace where the soul is temporarily suspended.

It is clear that the climate in Qiao Country is warm all year round, but at this moment he only felt waves of cold air coming to him continuously from the stone floor of the palace, and he shivered.

Yan Qi walked to the coffin where the root body was placed, because the coffin had not been buried yet, and the lid on the coffin had not been closed yet.

If it was a mortal, the body should have been corrupted at this time, but for Jie Gen, who was once a god, she looks no different from when she was alive.

She was wearing the luxurious and complicated formal attire of the king of a country, her thick black long hair was neatly coiled and decorated with all kinds of exquisite hairpin rings, her hands with jasper bracelets were folded on her lower abdomen, her eyes were closed tightly, her face There was even a tinge of rosyness—the austere attire made her look like a little girl in grown-up attire.

If it wasn't for her mouth no longer rising and falling, if it wasn't for her mouth and nose no longer exhaling before, no one would think that she was just asleep, but tomorrow, she will be sealed in the tomb where the successive kings were buried, as A king who ruled the world for only nine years left a small mark in the history of Qiao Country, and was forgotten by everyone.

Xu Wang Jiegen, surnamed Yu, named Pei, was born in Yuxinzhili, Liaozhou four years ago.

At the age of seven, Li's family was destroyed and exiled to Kyushu, where he was taken in by the Zaifu. When he was fourteen, he made an agreement with Xie Lan and ascended the throne.

In the ninth year of Mingxi, Wang Wuwei abdicated, died in Pengshan, and was posthumously named Xuwang.

This is all the records about Jie Gen reported by the government in the art history, and three brief paragraphs can describe her whole life.

Xun Qi felt sad.

This is probably the shortest biographical record of the King of Qiao in the history of Qiao Kingdom. Even those kings whose dynasties are shorter than Jiegen and who are full of infamy, there are more than that left on the record paper.

He noticed that there was a little wrinkle in Jiegen's cuff, and he stretched out his hand to smooth it out for her carefully. When he withdrew his hand, he accidentally touched Jiegen's folded hands. The next moment, it seemed that something was running along That brief contact flowed into the head.

... In the cold Changle study room, the fourteen-year-old girl was waiting for the old master to search for books. She was looking for the poem that her unicorn took words for her.

When the old matriarch finally found her, she immediately showed a happy smile. The old matriarch patiently taught her who was still illiterate to read word by word: "The laurel in the moon is in the middle of the moon, the roots are in the blue sky, and the wind blows around the moon." , Fukiko descended into the world..."

The old master stroked his long beard and told her: "This is a poem about the sweet-scented osmanthus in Lushan Mountain, which means that the sweet-scented osmanthus is not as good as those gorgeous flowers that grow in the greenhouse just because it grows in the wrong place. I probably just hope that you don't despise yourself because you were born in a humble state."

The girl smiled happily and nodded. She was illiterate, let alone the meaning of these lines, but she believed the old master's words, and was even more happy that Qilin named her.

But she didn't know the worry contained in the old lady Fu's cloudy eyes. The meaning of this poem is indeed so, but if Qilin really just compared this sweet-scented osmanthus to a girl, she should be named after her, which means sweet-scented osmanthus. Why bother? Take the word "knot root" that cannot be matched on both sides?Isn't this a little too far-fetched?

The old lady Fu also knows that there is another poem called Wild Flowers: Fulu Conglomerates are full of blood, and there is no name for Kongshan.It is very literary when dancing butterflies come to find fragrance, and few pedestrians stop climbing.If you don't see enough in the Houmen, you can see it on the bank of the river for a living.After all, Jiegen loses to peaches and plums, and grows close to Zimo, the capital city.

The so-called rooting refers to the wild flowers that can be seen everywhere on the roadside. They are humble and inconspicuous. Even if someone notices them, it is just a passing interest. After all, they are not as beautiful as the well-cultivated peaches and plums.

This is the true meaning of Qilin naming the girl.

It's still the same study room, and it's still the girl and the old lady.

When the girl knew that the character of Qilin could be taken by her as the king, she was very happy and excited. She wanted to give her Qilin a word that sounds nice and also has a good meaning, in return for the word he gave her.

However, looking through the auspicious and festive words compiled by the government, she felt that these were not enough to express her feelings for Qilin.

The girl was distracted while listening to the old master's explanation.

"Our country often suffers from eclipses, and eclipses are actually tornadoes, hurricanes, seaspouts, storms, etc., which are called 'Land' in Penglai."

"Lan?" the girl asked back.

The old matriarch nodded and wrote the word for the girl to read.

The girl picked up the character with excellent character, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her heart.

Knowing that her unicorn went to Chunzhou Hezhou alone for disaster relief without mentioning half a word to her, the girl actually didn't mind at all.

She is illiterate and has no cultural and aesthetic qualities to praise, but this does not mean that she is stupid.

On the contrary, because of her experience as a maid, she has become more sensitive to changes in other people's feelings.

This is when the girl began to realize that Qilin might not value herself as much as she valued him.

But the girl didn't complain.

She has always understood that feeling in this world is never about how much you can get in return, just like there is never any fairness in this world.

And she can fully understand, in fact, even if Qilin tells herself, what can she do?She can't do anything, she is a useless and bad king.

Even if no one dares to hand over the burden of deciding 300 million people in a country to a little maid who has never been responsible for these things, right?That is the real joke on the country and the people.

What's more, the girl who wants to learn how to govern the country is only because she wants to help Qilin. If Qilin doesn't want her to do this, then she will be obedient.

She will be an obedient and obedient king.

No one knew that the girl once curled up on the cold bed, covered herself with a quilt, and kept praying to the Heavenly Emperor for the safety of the unicorn.

During the day, she once felt an inexplicable heartbeat. In the evening, the news that Qilin was assassinated by the Marquis of Chengzhou came. She couldn't eat, and she didn't want to listen to the old master's advice.

Only when the two signed the contract, it seemed as if the thread that tied them together made her feel that at least that side of the unicorn was still alive.

But the girl was still afraid, she fell asleep in a chaotic state, and had another nightmare.

She dreamed of climbing the stone steps with Qilin to obtain the apocalypse. Qilin always walked on the steps before her.

Always, always, ahead of her.

From the beginning to the end, Qilin didn't turn his head to see if the girl was following. Only the girl tried her best to watch Qilin's back and followed step by step.

She is afraid of being left behind.

The next memory should be Qilin waiting for her at the end of the sea of ​​clouds on the ladder, but in the dream, there was nothing there. When she climbed the sea of ​​clouds on the ladder, there was only endless darkness there.

There is no stone platform, no white bird, no small temple dedicated to the Emperor of Heaven and the Queen Mother of the West, even the ladder she climbed up and the sea of ​​clouds around her are gone, and she is stepping on a black void.

Most importantly, no unicorns.

When she realized this, there seemed to be no foothold underneath, and the girl opened her eyes wide in horror. The terrifying feeling of falling and the increasingly intense sound of the wind swept through all her senses, and she kept falling. , Falling down, surrounded by endless void, no bottom.

Then she shook her whole body, and finally broke free from the nightmare, cold sweat soaked the pajamas and bedding.

The girl was not afraid of the dark before, but at this time she realized the horror of the dark. The empty and dark bedroom made her tremble uncontrollably. She didn't dare to move, to get down, or to do anything. Get up, shrink to the corner until dawn.

This symptom lasted for several days, until Qilin finally returned to Cuihuang Palace.

Even if she can't see her, as long as she knows that the other party lives in this palace like herself, she will have nothing to fear.

It's just that since then, whenever Qilin is not in Cuihuang Palace, she can't sleep.

One day, at the invitation of Qilin from a foreign country, Qilin decided to go to a foreign country to attend the enthronement ceremony of the king.

The girl knew that the insomnia would probably last for a while, she never told anyone this secret, and Qilin certainly didn't know this, luckily kings are gods, even if they don't sleep for a few days they won't see anything Abnormal.

But to her surprise, Qilin decided to take her along this time.

The next few days in a foreign country were almost the happiest since she became a king.

Even if she just walked side by side with Qilin on the cloud corridor and said a few simple topics about her preferences, the girl felt very happy.

The arrogant Qilin also apologized to her in a disguised form. The girl was terrified on the one hand and happy on the other.

To her horror, she actually didn't want Qilin to feel sorry for her.

Happily, Qilin was finally willing to look back at her one day.

Even if she has no complaints about giving, even if she is a god, the girl's heart is still a mortal, and she wants to get something in return.

She was crying under the quilt, but this time it was not because of fear, but because of joy.

However, she never expected that the next day, when she finally mustered up the courage and took the stack of papers she had made during the week to show him to Qilin for the first time in her life, she heard those words.

"...if only you were my king."

——That was the end of the dream for so many years.

In the end, the girl came to Pengshan alone by riding a beast, and climbed the ladder alone.

In fact, this is a bit similar to her dream, although the familiar scenery is still there, but there is no unicorn.

There is no unicorn.

The girl looked at the small temple alone, and recalled how she followed Qilin's footsteps up the ladder and walked into this small temple with Qilin.

What is she thinking?

In fact, I didn't think about anything.

The girl just kept reminiscing, counting every minute and every second she spent with Qilin, exhausting all her strength, even though she was going to be gone soon, she still didn't want to forget.

Absolutely, don't want to forget.

Although most of them are tragic memories, they should never be forgotten.

Even if it's Ren, even if it's just anger, she doesn't want the Emperor of Heaven to control everything so simply, she wants Qilin to keep in mind that it is stepping on her bones to have all this even if she has a new king.

The deep obsession lingered in this body, and burst out the moment Xiong Qi touched her.

Yan Qi withdrew his hand abruptly as if being stabbed by a needle, and then covered his face with trembling hands.

As Jiegen wished, that deep obsession has been firmly engraved in his heart, and it can no longer be pulled out.

"Are you crying?" The voice always sounded with a sarcastic tone.

Yan Qi put down his hands, but there were no tears on that face, he looked directly at the man who had just returned|Yao Shi Ling, as usual, looked at him with a mocking smile, "Don't you want to vote for this dead man?" Wang? How long do you think you can last?"

"So what!?" After experiencing the obsession just now, Sheng Qi felt a little unstable, and immediately retorted.

"Don't you like that big mouse? Sometimes I really can't understand the stubbornness of humans and unicorns..." Hei Kuo shrugged and said indifferently.

Xiong Qi lowered his head and did not reply.

"—Actually, there is a way to get Wang Qize imprisoned by Kyushu even if he doesn't choose the king." Hei Qiao looked at Sheng Qi who suddenly stared at him blankly, and laughed.

Xiongqi remembered that Heiqiu had given orders to unknown unicorns before, maybe he really knew about it.

Hei Ji didn't whet his appetite either, and said directly: "It's very simple, you just need to hand over the white pheasant's paws to that big mouse to use."

Let Le Jun use the white pheasant's claws?

After thinking about it for a while, Yan Qi understood what Hei Chuan meant.

In fact, the current situation is just that Yanqi is unwilling to choose the king. Le Jun originally has a royal air, but before he is elected as the new King Gong and ascended the throne, this royal air is only lingering in him for the time being. If you do it yourself, it won't be able to affect the entire Qiao Country.

Now the issuance of false government decrees mainly depends on the imprint of the white pheasant's paws. If Le Jun with a royal air uses the white pheasant's paws to cover the stamp, the royal air will continue to the current government decrees issued by the false government, which is equivalent to a disguised form. The effect of using the jade seal by Wang Lai.

Of course, this effect may be inferior to that of the reigning king, but it is much better than that of having no royal air at all and frequent chaos in the country.

The author has something to say: turn your head, well, thanks to the 2 thunders from irisnape and the thunder from the silver-haired, blue-eyed ghost beast emperor~

That’s not how I got bought off like this Huh, the name is quite discordant XD...