Chapter 1997 Reproduce the scene of more than ten years ago
Ye Qingcheng pursed her lips as she looked at the wound on Qingge's knee, and her hands under the snow-white sleeves clenched into fists.
"Qingcheng, it's time to go home." Qingge smiled lightly and called her.
Ye Qingcheng was shaking all over. She looked at Tu Lieyan with wide eyes and said: "General Tu, please tell the emperor that if something happens to Ye Qingge in the Jiuzhou Empire, I will overthrow Jiuzhou even if I spend my whole life!"
After that, Ye Qingcheng supported the flying monster on Qingge's couch and carried Liu Yan'er out of the Jinhua Palace, leaving this imperial city that eats people without spitting out their bones.
Xu Wei's kneecaps were shattered by Ye Qingcheng's Fu Xiqin. She lay on the ground and was suffocating in pain. Tears fell from her eyes. She still looked elegant as usual.
Xu Liuyuan supported Xu Wei, his hands were trembling and his whole body was trembling.
The daughter he has carefully cultivated is about to succeed and will inherit the spirit of Suzaku.
At this critical moment, Xu Wei's kneecap was broken and nothing could be done to cure it.
For the rest of her life, Xu Wei could never stand up again.
Xu Wei's face was filled with tears and her eyes were red. She couldn't open her eyes from crying. She grabbed Xu Liuyuan's sleeve tightly and shouted hysterically: "Dad, I hate it so much, I hate it so much!"
The hatred that penetrated her bones was like a devil in the night that almost swallowed her completely, and all her reason was burned to ashes by the anger.
She wished she could eat his flesh and drink his blood.
What she hates most is Ye Qingge.
If it weren't for Ye Qingge, Ye Qingcheng would never have destroyed her legs.
She had a bright future, but now all her efforts have been ruined.
And it was Ye Qingge who created all of this!
Xu Wei was like a beast on the verge of despair, her calves were drooped, and a steady stream of blood seeped out of her knees. She fell down on the carpet of the Jinhua Palace in a miserable state, raising her head and roaring, her face was ferocious and a bit twisted.
Xu Wei clenched her fist hard, and her nails dug into the flesh of her palms. She was completely unaware of the pain.
His face was filled with tears and his hatred was like fire.
Xu Liuyuan hugged her tightly and comforted her, "It doesn't matter, you don't have legs, you still have hands. As long as you are a cultivator selected by Suzaku, you can still inherit the spirit of Suzaku. Wei'er, don't be afraid,
Father is here."
Princess Jiuque glanced at Xu Wei and was furious.
Xu Wei was the person she wanted to protect, and her legs were destroyed in front of everyone. Wouldn't it mean to slap her in the face in public?
Everyone in the royal family puts their face first, especially Princess Jiuque.
Jiuque was aloof and proud, and ordinary men could not get into her eyes. She had lived for more than thirty years, and she had only been attracted by Night Terrors.
However, Ye Jingfeng could not forget his dead wife, and Xu Liuyuan was there to fan the flames and add fuel to the fire. Jiuque was so angry that he had Ye Jingfeng guillotined!
The white palace on the top of a hundred stairs is the emperor's bedroom. There are only three or two maids in total, all of whom have been carefully selected.
The emperor stood in front of the palace flower stand, watching from a distance as the flying monster carrying Qingge and the three people left the Jinhua Palace.
The emperor stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a white dragon robe, looking gentle and elegant.
The emperor walked back to his palace. The huge palace was very deserted.
Once upon a time, this was where Di Mingyue lived, and he lived here since he ascended the throne.
During his lifetime, he did not want to grow old and forget the bright moon's smile.
Even to this day, he still doesn't want to believe that such a perfect and kind person died like that.
In the palace, there was a peach tree planted in front of a door. In order to keep this peach tree alive, the emperor tried his best.
The emperor walked behind the peach tree and opened the gilded double doors.
The carefully crafted gilt door has a very reasonable design and does not make any unnecessary noise when the door is pushed.
The emperor walked into the palace with very light steps. Ice-cold smoke was lingering, ice cubes were piled up in all directions, and a layer of ice was placed around it. A glass lamp hung from the ceiling, and the wick was a white bead.
As big as a fist.
Ice glass beads have extremely strong ice elements.
With this bead, the cold air in the house will not pass away.
The cold air has been accumulated for more than ten years. If an ordinary cultivator walks into this room and the cold air enters the body, it may corrode the body and affect the cultivation for the rest of his life.
Lying on an ice jade bed was a very beautiful girl, who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. Her eyebrows were still green and tender, but her lips had lost their color and were very pale.
The gilt double doors behind the emperor closed automatically.
The emperor walked towards the ice jade bed, his mood was complicated and his steps were heavy.
Every step is filled with the helplessness of years and the pain of separation between yin and yang.
"Ah Yue, look at the wrinkles at the corners of my eyes, but you are still as young as ever."
The emperor sat on the bed, and the smoke formed by the cold breath enveloped him.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the beautiful and cold corpse tenderly, and took a deep breath, "When we meet on the road to hell in the future, I'm afraid I'm an old man and you are still a little girl. Can you... still recognize my brother...
"
The emperor held Di Mingyue's cold hand, his eyes a little moist.
"Don't worry, my brother promised you that he must let you live." There was a bit of hysterical madness and claws in the emperor's eyes that should have been gentle. He held Di Mingyue's hand with some force, and squeezed the white, tender and delicate hand.
The back of hand holds red.
Seeing this, the emperor suddenly let go of his hand, put Di Mingyue's hand in front of his mouth and blew on it.
"Ah Yue, did my brother hurt you?"
The emperor looked at Di Mingyue with pity, and stroked Di Mingyue's cheek with his fingertips, describing her eyebrows.
"You must wake up quickly. Brother finally knows about the sins you suffered before. Brother will never let those people go." The emperor said: "Have you seen that girl? She is very beautiful, isn't she?
Her skin suits her very well."
More than ten years have passed, and Di Mingyue's body has been placed here. His appearance has not aged, and his body has not rotted.
The emperor held the ice jade bed with both hands, leaned down, and kissed Di Mingyue between his eyebrows.
The emperor took a soft silk quilt and covered Di Mingyue's body.
"Brother will definitely let you open your eyes and see the great rivers and mountains of the empire, the Seven Kills Hall, and the beautiful scenery of Kyushu. You must wait patiently."
The emperor walked out of the cold palace and closed the gilded double doors again.
The double doors slowly closed, and behind the gap between the double doors, the emperor's eyes became increasingly deep and cold.
He wants to recreate the glory of Mingyue more than ten years ago, and he wants to make Emperor Mingyue survive in the world and amaze the world.
Wait a moment...
Just wait a little longer.
A strange smile appeared on the emperor's face.
He brushed his sleeves and walked towards the deepest part of the palace.
At this moment, the flying monster flew across the sky, singing softly and sitting between its warm wings.
In an instant, Qingge's whole body seemed to be wrapped in cold air, and her limbs were cold.
She suddenly turned back to look at the gorgeous imperial city under the clouds and mist. Under that glorious scenery, Qing Ge saw the dark and cruel side of bloody fighting.
Qingge's heart trembled violently.
A sense of fear lingered in my heart and lingered for a long time.