After a heavy rain, Longdu City returned to its former prosperity.
On the bustling streets, people rub shoulders with each other, making it very lively.
In the palace of Longdu, Emperor Tianbao sat behind Long's desk as usual, reviewing the memorials.
"Grandpa Huang, Grandpa Huang."
At this time, a chubby kid with bright eyes and white teeth walked all the way towards the imperial study room.
"Oh, Your Highness, please run slower and fall carefully."
Chen Mo followed the child and shouted hurriedly.
Dabao, on the other hand, slowly drank a small drink and said, "If you fall, you will fall. That child is so delicate."[
"Come, let Grandpa Huang give you a hug."
Hearing the child's voice, Emperor Tianbao put down the memorial in his hand, walked to the door, and held the child in his arms.
"Grandpa Huang, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, will there be fireworks tonight?"
the child asked curiously.
Emperor Tianbao looked at the child's deep and clean eyes and smiled: "Yes. There must be."
"Your Majesty, Wangge Lao wants to see you."
At this time, a young eunuch said.
"I haven't seen you. It's just for the sake of establishing a heir. These people, my son hasn't been found yet, so why can't they calm down?"
The emperor said with a bit of anger.
"Your Majesty, they also have good intentions."
Chen Mo said softly.
"Good intentions? I think they are cursing my son to die. If the decree is passed down, the court will ban discussion of this matter from now on. If I can't find it in a year, I will look for it for ten years. If I can't find it in ten years, I will look for it for a hundred years."
The emperor said angrily.
"As you command!"
Chen Mo said hurriedly.[
In fact, Chen Mo knew in his heart that this was the emperor's anger.
I heard Duan Wei say that Liu Xia rushed into the crack that day and detonated his spiritual energy. No matter what, it was impossible for him to survive.
However, the emperor still cannot accept this fact.
Liu Xia was the emperor's favorite son, and he had a deep love for him that no one could avoid.
"Grandpa Huang, don't be angry, okay? My grandson will give you a nursery rhyme."
"Okay, okay, grandpa is not angry. Come on, grandpa will take you to play in the imperial garden."
After saying that, the emperor took the child's little hand and walked towards the imperial garden.
Before you knew it, it was night.
Over Longdu, fireworks bloomed, extremely gorgeous.
However, the prince's palace seemed very deserted.
Lingling sat lazily in front of her, watching the fireworks bloom in the sky, which suddenly turned red.
The colorful firelight reflected on her haggard face, but two traces of tears were visible.
Ten years is just a blink of an eye, but for Lingling, it is full of suffering.
Fortunately, she still has children, otherwise she wouldn't know how she could have survived these years.
"Sister, you are crying again."
At this time, Caiwei entered the room.
Wearing a Taoist robe, she is much more dignified than before. Now she is the head teacher of the Tiandao Sect in the southwest.
There are tens of thousands of disciples sitting down, which is a huge scale.
However, every festival, I would return to Longdu Palace to visit Lingling.
"No, it's just that the wind was strong and my eyes were blurred."
Lingling hurriedly wiped her tears and smiled.
Caiwei sat next to her and said: "Brother Jiren has his own destiny. I believe that he will definitely come back. As long as I can't find his body, I will not give up."
"Silly girl, I'm in trouble for you. Not only have I had to take care of the sect these years, but I have also frequently gone out to sea to find Liu Xia."
"What does this mean? Without my senior brother, how could I have entered?"
Caiwei said.
At this time, a ray of purple light fell into the palace courtyard.
"There are assassins."
Immediately, the palace guard shouted.
"Back off."
Lingling, who heard the commotion, hurried out and saw Yao Wenxin standing in the yard.
After the guards around him retreated, Yao Wenxin asked, "Is there any news about him?"
Lingling and Caiwei both shook their heads sadly.
"Hey, time flies so fast, ten years have passed."
Yao Wenxin couldn't help but sigh and said.
"bump!"
A firework bursts into bloom, and people on the street are bustling with people, looking up at the sky.
At this time, a young man covered in rags also looked up at the sky.
And beside him, stood an old man who was even worse dressed than him.
"You kid, why are you so anxious to come back? You just found the whereabouts of the last of the Nine Heaven-Destroying Swords."
"Master, what do you, an old bachelor, know?"
The young man smiled disdainfully.
"Oh, if you keep talking, believe it or not, I will break your legs."
"Tch, I'm in the realm of delusion now. I'm not bragging, you are definitely no match for me."
"Oh, the wings are hard, aren't they?"
Immediately, the young man took off on a small track and said, "We'll talk about it after you catch up with me."
Immediately, the old man and the young man headed towards the Prince's Mansion in the Royal City.