typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

285 return

Sun Qingmu closed her eyes quietly, and her past memories flowed through her heart. In the distant past, she risked everything for Ouyang's heart, and the feelings she was not willing to give were given conditionally, and she reluctantly exposed the most vulnerable part of her heart to everyone.

, but they took advantage of all this to kill her in the wrong way...

Does she really not hate it? Does the feeling that she has given so much not exist if it does not exist?

Sun Qingmu turned his head, suddenly not daring to look at her. If...she still cares...can he accept it...

Her voice was as stiff as her own person, and her not-so-beautiful singing voice moved slowly over the foreign land...

The dense canals gradually decreased, and the intertwined rivers became sparser and sparse. Gradually, what appeared before us were mountainous wastelands and thousands of miles of jungle. In an environment with a sharp decrease in population, the roars of wild beasts could occasionally be heard.

[

In this country, the Imperial City sits like a sleeping poisonous snake in the center of the entire capital. As the largest political center of the Flame Kingdom, there is not only a hierarchical political power, but also countless bloody killings. In addition to awe

, what is left to the people is fear.

But no matter what is inside, the position of the largest capital of the Yan Kingdom and the first palace of the imperial city will always remain standing.

Passing through the gloomy palace gates, crossing the heart-breaking high platforms, and quickly moving away from the gloom and majesty of the front hall, you will find the softness and gentleness of the harem.

In the back garden of the imperial city, a group of maids were holding incense trays and standing respectfully behind their master.

She was wearing a blue cardigan with a pleated lotus leaf skirt, her hair was tied up high in a bun, and her six-phoenix golden hairpin was swaying gently by her ears.

Song Yise bent over and groped for the petals in the flower bed, her delicate nose lightly touching the fragrance. Now that she stood up, her beauty condensed.

Seeing this, Xinmian said with regret: "Isn't the empress still unlucky? This is already the nine hundredth kind of flower."

Song Yise shook her head, and Zhu Chai wiped her ears and temples and swayed: "It's not as good as the fragrance on her body." No matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't match the fragrance to dye her clothes.

Xinmian smiled knowingly: "Your Majesty, you need to disturb yourself. His Highness will be back soon. Then it will be nice if His Highness tells you what kind of fragrance to use. If it doesn't work, I will keep sticking to Your Highness until you can smell what kind of fragrance it is."

.”

Song Yise looked at Xinmian angrily: "Naughty again." Then she looked worriedly in the direction of Mo Country, wondering if her eyes would get better when His Highness came back with the "newcomer".

When Zhou Tian left, he sent Wei Yinshu to condition her eyes. After dozens of doses of medicine, there was no improvement. Fortunately, she could already see the outline vaguely.

"My queen, why are you sighing? Didn't Li Qian say that the prince will return to the palace in the next few days?"

Before Song Yise could say anything, a little palace maid ran over in a panic and said breathlessly: "It's not good, your Majesty! It's not good, Your Majesty! The Emperor is here!"

Song Yise frowned slightly when she heard the words: "Li Xiang, don't yell. The emperor will come as soon as he comes. Don't say anything before." As she said that, she looked at Li Qian beside her and felt relieved. Of course she knew why Li Xiang said that.

But the Emperor is the Emperor, and she cannot be the one to drive a wedge between their 'father and son'.

After Song Yise arranged her clothes and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with her, she gracefully led everyone to meet the titular 'Father' and greeted him neither humble nor overbearing: "I have seen my father, long live my father. Long live my father."

"Haha!" There was a morbid look of overindulgence on the old face, and Zhang Yang's voice suddenly came closer. Yanxiao stretched out his old hand to help his daughter-in-law, who was "keeping alone in the empty room": "There is no need for too many princesses."

Song Yise stood up leisurely and avoided Yanxiao's outstretched hand, and said with a solemn smile: "My father is here just in time. Otherwise, my daughter-in-law would have forgotten such an important thing. My father and the prince are about to return to the country, so I have specially prepared this for my father."

Many gifts, the list is already

I forgot to send it to my father. If His Highness knew about it, I would definitely blame him. I can't bear His Highness's anger. I hope my father can say something nice to me in front of His Highness. Don't let this happen.

The prince complained about the neglect of his sons."

Hearing this, Yanxiao hurriedly took back his hand that was still in the air, and said with a hint of panic: "Zhoutian is coming back!"

"Yes, Father, I am busy cleaning up the Prince's Palace. Your Highness has always been strict with things, especially the things that belong to her. She doesn't like them and cannot tolerate the neglect of the people below. I have been taking the palace with me all night these days.

People are cleaning up, isn’t it because there is a lack of spices, why should I choose it myself?” [

Xin Mian secretly cursed the emperor for being an old immortal with so many beauties in the harem, yet he dared to touch their young ladies. After the prince left, he had no scruples. Fortunately, the empress was smart, otherwise she would not have suffered the consequences of this old pervert!

Yan Xiao knew his son's violent temper better than anyone else. If he was angered, he would definitely disown him. Song Yise's words undoubtedly reminded him that he also had an unruly son.

Yanxiao could only look at the noble beauty in front of him reluctantly, not daring to make any overstep. After weighing the gains and losses, he couldn't help but straighten his back and show the emperor's dignity and said: "Thank you for your hard work, Crown Princess. You should worry more about the harem.

The prince's requirements are very high, but you must arrange them well and don't go against his wishes."

"Yes, father, I will do my best." Song Yise saluted respectfully. As long as he was the emperor, she would abide by the etiquette.

Yan Xiao reluctantly looked at the woman who didn't get it, and glanced at Song Yise with a pity and pity attitude: "My beloved concubine is admiring the flowers in front, I will take the first step."

"Your Majesty." Song Yise leaned over and didn't straighten up until Yanxiao was far away.

She is not afraid of Yan Xiao, nor will she put such an emperor in a position that makes her fearful, nor will she tell Zhou Tian about this 'little matter'. If she can't handle it, so what?

Sit tight in her current position.

Mian Mian stomped his feet reluctantly. No wonder no one supports the emperor. Who would want him to take charge of the country if he is such a lustful evil spirit? "My dear, you should let your highness teach you."

"No!" Song Yise's voice was surprisingly stern, warning: "The prince will return to the palace soon. From now on, be sure not to say what you should say or what you shouldn't say, and don't talk nonsense. If something goes wrong, don't blame me for not being able to protect you.

Also, you should be more careful in your actions in the future so that no one can take advantage of you." Concubine Xin is waiting to catch Xing Shidian's mistakes.

"Yes, empress."



In the five months since the prince's departure, the river on the outskirts of Yanguo's capital city has been strengthened by one foot. The turbulent water hits the embankment wall and actively rotates, stirring up layers of spray. The breeze blows, and the cool breath

Circulating on the outskirts of the capital, the clear water supplies endless irrigation energy to the capital city of Flame Kingdom.

Now, in the embankment pavilion where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, Teng Xiu leans on a pillar and looks at Su Shuiqu, who is sitting on a stone bench and carefully revising the drawings. Teng Xiu looks at it for a long time, but Su Shuiqu has no intention of talking to him.

Teng Xiu looked at him and couldn't help but change the posture of crossing his legs and said: "You really don't care? He is coming back soon. You don't want to know the specific time when he will arrive in the capital?"

Hearing this, Su Shuiqu raised his head from deep thought. He was already dark and darkened, but he looked much stronger. The harsh environment on the seaways in various places gave his slightly youthful appearance a bit of vicissitudes of depth and sparkle.

His eyes were as tough and shrewd as a rock, adding a refreshing persistence to him.

"Has your matter been dealt with? I don't think he will condone your slowdown in your work just because you are not an official." Now he has more confidence and more dignity.

Teng Xiu gave him a helpless look: "You'd better worry about whether the Princess of Mo Country will give birth to a young prince before she reaches the palace."

Su Shuiqu's hand when drawing the line didn't shake at all, so what? As the prince of the Yan Kingdom and the future emperor of the Yan Kingdom, shouldn't he have his own heirs? "You worry too much, do you have anything else? No, don't block it.

Windy."

"Good intentions are not rewarded! Sooner or later there will be no bones left for him to chew."

Su Shuiqu couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He didn't understand why Teng Xiu was worried about him: "Master Teng, you don't think that someone in the palace can give His Highness a son and a half, do you?"

"Of course not."

"Since you can't, you ask me to worry about Princess Qianba because you don't want to make Yanguo disappear."[

Teng Xiuyu opened his mouth but couldn't find anything to refute. After all, he couldn't bear the crime of being the "unquenchable queen of Yan Kingdom": "I'm too lazy to care about you."



"The prince will be back soon." The servant told his master the news he had been ordered to find out.

Lin Weiyan put down the embroidery needle in her hand, stood up from her seat with her dress slightly moving, and her mind became active again. She knew in her heart that Ouyang Niyu was the last piece of driftwood she could hold on to, but so what if she married him.

, because Ouyang Niyu must have offended the prince and her future has reached its peak, she might as well give it a try.

Lin Weiyan turned to the desk, picked up the pen stained with ink, thought for a moment, and wrote lightly with the pen. Even if she could not join the palace as a maid, she could still have a good relationship with the Crown Princess.



The three-month journey back was approaching in a blink of an eye, but the mission that returned from glory was not arranged to be picked up with the same specifications.

The prince's team had arrived at the palace first, and the envoy represented by Su Yi entered the capital gate.

The people in Yanguo's capital knew to some extent that the envoy to Moguo had returned, and that Yanguo had married Princess Qianye from a competitor from many countries.

But no one has any thoughts of 'congratulations' on this. The unreliable prince has just gotten better thanks to God's will. Now there is another princess who is said to be more terrifying than the prince. Who knows if she will lead the prince into evil again?

Well, if that were really the case, wouldn't it mean that God would destroy them?

In the capital, everyone who saw the envoy returning unconsciously stepped out of the way. While they were unhappy about the arrival of the plague god, they also did not want to be exposed to her bad luck. I heard that this princess can eat people without spitting out their bones. If she wants to

What to do if you kill people for fun? The Yan Kingdom cannot defeat the Desert Kingdom.

On the street, among the envoys marching slowly forward, there were fully half of the envoys in the finely decorated army that was different from the Yan Kingdom. These were Mo Qianye's personal guards. From now on, they would protect their master in the Yan Kingdom.

To be safe, to fight for the rights of the master.

Each of their generals are elite soldiers who have been on the battlefield, and they have successfully completed their missions during the "Zhujun Chaos" in the desert country. They are the followers of the princess. They abandon the recruitment of the princes and follow the princess wherever they go.

They are all chips for Mo Qianye's 'rebirth'.

In the beautifully decorated six-horse sedan, Mo Qianye rested his chin, squinting his eyes leisurely and falling asleep. After three months of traveling, from early autumn to late autumn, he finally arrived. The bumpy ride made Mo Qianye suspicious.

The idea that Homura's weakness was just a rumor disappeared.

Provincial roads are connected intermittently, coarse grain crops are grown in the fields, and some small towns do not even have markets. Although the waterwheels built in various places are spectacular, it will take at least twenty years to restore such 'inheritance'.

You must know that no one can say that his country is rich if the grain reserves are not more than ten years old.

Mo Qianye changed her hands, her delicately manicured nails were shining brightly beside her ears. Her eyes were not opened and her voice was lazy and touching: "Miss Yun, what are you looking at? Take a rest if you have nothing to do. There is a 'hostess' to let you know when we arrive.

You take the trouble."

Mo Qianye has no plans to receive the Crown Princess by herself. Why should she bother with the Yan Kingdom? What she wants to think about is how to prosper the Yan Kingdom and leave some way out for Da Mo in the future. She knows what her two brothers are like. What if Mo Qianye

If the country falls one day, she can always do something to Mo Country. Mo Qianye couldn't help but sneer when she thought of this.

Yun Hui put down the curtain of the car and said: "Princess, Mr. Shi who picked us up has disappeared. He has gone to nowhere since we entered the city. Also, the people here are very rude. They seem to be afraid of us and keep away from us.

Good qgu.”

Mo Qianye's eyes still didn't open, and she said calmly: "What's so shameful? How high-quality can we expect from the people of a small country?" Maybe after hearing the rumors about herself, he still looked down on her in his heart.

!

When Mo Qianye thought of this, her calm face suddenly felt resentful for a moment, but quickly calmed down. How could she not care!

In fact, Mo Qianye is a villain. What she does is not as ruthless as Yan Zhoutian. The people of Yan Kingdom are just worried that she will lead their prince to evil again. As for Princess Qianye, avoiding her is purely for hiding.

The prince's instinct is at work.

Su Yi led the team to the palace gate road, and left without even entering the palace. This trip made him a little confused. After leaving Yan Country, they had no right to fight at all. He didn't care about a 'captured' person.

The princess was so arrogant, but as a man being protected by Zhou Tian all the way back, Su Yi felt somewhat uncomfortable: "You hand her over to Meng Xianji, I'll leave first."

In the past, he didn't care about Yan Country's future, let alone how far it would develop. He had found it difficult to let his family gain a foothold and keep himself alive.

It's just that the hard work of hiding behind the prince now makes him feel hurt. It's the unwillingness of every man. It's different from the past behavior of deliberately hiding behind the prince to please the prince. He is actually being protected, and it hurts no matter how much he thinks about it.

And his equally arrogant self-esteem.

Song Yise had already dressed neatly, wearing a solemn royal robe of a princess, with six phoenix hairpins hanging from her temples, splendid court boots, and a red court robe inlaid with gold, majestically worn on her body.

At this moment, she was waiting quietly outside the Awakening of the World Palace, her anxious expectation hidden under her identity, trying her best to look calm and majestic. She was back. It didn't matter whether she had more sisters or not, as long as she came back safely.

Xin Mian, Li Qian and her maids were waiting aside, carefully waiting to pick up the most moody man in the Flame Kingdom.

The palace was surprisingly calm at this moment. Everyone in the palace was looking down, doing things cautiously, not daring to make a sound when walking, just because it was rumored that His Highness the Crown Prince had entered the palace.

Outside the Awakening of the World, there was a sudden burst of urgent footsteps, and from a distance, I could hear the cyclone's soft and urgent cry: "Coming! Coming! The prince is coming!"

Song Yise's heart immediately lifted, and suppressed expectations surged into her heart. She took a step unconsciously, twisted her handkerchief and waited in panic.

The prince arrives

Eunuch Lu, who had not had time to change into palace clothes, quickly followed behind the prince.

Xinmian hurriedly stepped forward to help the Crown Princess towards the door: "My Lady, be careful."

Zhou Tian strode in, and before Song Yise could salute, he helped her up: "My beloved, I need to be more polite. I'm exhausted after traveling for so long. Hurry! Prepare some water and I need to wash up!" He said, half-stopping her.

Song Yise, who insisted on saluting, walked towards the hall: "How are your eyes? Are you feeling better?"

The master had a 'pardon', but no one in the palace dared to slack off. They respectfully performed a complete set of etiquette before they dared to stand up and disperse.

The Awakening Palace suddenly became busy. His Highness came back to visit the Crown Princess first. It can be seen that the Crown Princess has not fallen out of favor, and that princess is indeed not very good!

Eunuch Lu looked at his cotton clothes in embarrassment as he followed. The prince did not say to take a rest, but he was afraid that the prince would take a bath soon, so he could only follow.

Song Yise felt a little guilty, lowered her head, struggled a few times but did not break away and let the prince hold her: "I disappoint Your Highness. Doctor Wei said that it has become a stubborn disease that may not be cured." As he spoke, he still used his weak eyesight to be greedy.

Looked at her twice.

Although I don't know how she is different from what I imagined, I can feel from the vague shadow that she is a person of majestic appearance. If she were not a woman, she would stand tall in the wind and stand proudly among all living beings.

Zhou Tian helped her step into the inner hall, and gently waved his hand in front of her eyes, fearing that she would not have confidence in her eyesight recovery, so he comforted her: "Don't worry, it will be fine. I promise that your eye disease will be cured."

.”

Song Yise smiled sincerely when she heard this. Her bright smile was enough to impress the strongest man in the world, but she would rather show it to a woman. She didn't care whether her eyes were good or not, she was only moved by her thoughts for her.

"Thank you, Your Highness. Your Highness has been traveling for such a long time, and Eunuch Lu has never been idle. Why don't I, my concubine, bathe Your Highness and let Eunuch Lu rest for a while?"

Eunuch Lu nodded kindly and thought, he is a clever child. No wonder the Crown Prince came straight here after coming back. I am afraid that in addition to claiming her status to the world, there is also the Crown Princess's exquisite and lovable temperament.

Zhou Tian did not shy away from Song Yise, but he was afraid that she would not be used to it: "Then it will be hard on you."

"It is the duty of a concubine to serve the prince."

Water vapor transpired in Puhua's bathing room, the gauze curtains were lifted layer by layer, the jade-carved pool platform was smooth and clean, and inside the pool, the clear blue water was as sparkling as emerald.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next