"Please go up the stone staircase and inquire about your thoughts!" A long shout came from the top of the mountain, and at the same time a ray of light shone from the sky view, covering the entire stone staircase that stretched to the top.
"Some people say that there are many traps on the road to asking questions, but I want to give it a try!"
"It's all fake. My friend said it's easy to ask for help. We are just born, so we can't be strict."
"With just a crowning ceremony, how can I still be eliminated here?"
As the monks stepped onto the stone stairs, they were overwhelmed by thousands of pressures, and their feet seemed to be filled with lead. When they looked at the endless stairs, the road was suddenly bleak.
The monk who just said that asking questions is easy, added silently, "It will be very tiring, until your energy is exhausted and you can't climb anymore."
"How can this little pressure stop me!" A monk ran wildly and disappeared around the twists and turns of the road.
When a few people saw it, they also started running, competing to catch up, as if they were competing for the first place.
The remaining monks moved forward steadily, sometimes fast and sometimes slowly.
Zhan Changfeng was neither fast nor slow. She was walking leisurely on the stairs. The scenery of the mountains passing by was in her eyes but not in her eyes. She faced the light and looked towards Chaotian Temple. She heard that there was a spiritual treasure in Chaotian Temple called the Heart-Inquiring Mirror, and she asked
The thoughts, thoughts, anger and resentment in the cultivator's heart are used to select those who are crowned. However, the power felt this time is not strong. It is more than enough for the innate, but less for her.
Climbing up the stairs, some monks stopped, crying or laughing, with various expressions, apparently falling into the illusion brought about by the Mind-Questing Mirror.
When she raised her eyes, she saw the demon nun paused for a few breaths, suddenly opened her eyes, and stepped forward with a smile on her face, as if she had come to climb a mountain.
Zhan Changfeng walked a quarter of the way, and the scene around him changed. A majestic capital city rose from the ground, and tall palace walls appeared behind him.
"Your Majesty, please slow down!"
A man with a short beard hurriedly stepped off the dragon carriage and ran past her, leaving behind his guards.
He was still wearing a Gun Mian and a Twelve Emperor's Crown. He had just come down from the court and didn't even have time to change his clothes.
This was the first time Zhan Changfeng saw such an old emperor. He was at the peak of his prime, his body was still strong, and his face was filled with joy and eagerness that she had never seen before. He later emphasized to her many times that he should keep his emotions in check.
Yu Se, the emperor's emotions are for others to see, and only he can know his true emotions.
But at this time, he was so unabashed.
Zhan Changfeng glanced at the plaque on the palace door, Yongxiu Palace.
"Are you giving birth?"
"Your Majesty, I have given birth to my little grandson."
The old emperor once again confirmed the news, couldn't help being happy, and stepped into the inner palace.
Mammy. The steward quickly stopped her. The emperor has the most important rules. How could he enter his daughter-in-law's inner palace today? "Your Majesty, you are not in line with the etiquette. You are not in line with the etiquette. After the lady gave birth to the little prince, she couldn't hold it for long before she passed out. The imperial doctor warned her.
You need to rest more and recuperate, don’t disturb me.”
"Yes, yes, Gu is too happy." The old emperor walked back and forth for a few steps, calmly, and pointed at his grandma and said, "Go and bring Gu's grandson over to show Gu!"
"Your Majesty, Your Highness is still fragile. He cannot see the wind and cannot be carried around."
"Yes, yes, go and see for yourself."
Everyone panicked and shouted, "Your Majesty, you can't enter the inner hall, it's not in line with etiquette, it's not in line with etiquette!"
The old emperor was furious, "Are you deliberately preventing me from seeing your grandson?"
"I don't dare to speak to Your Majesty. For the sake of Your Majesty and Madam, please wait a few more days."
The old emperor stood outside the palace for half a day, burning incense, and finally left.
Zhan Changfeng passed by the nanny carrying the basket. She sensed that there was a dying baby in the basket. She frowned and watched the nanny go away, then turned and walked into the inner hall.
The inner hall was quiet and quiet, with no maidservants. The lady who had just given birth to a child was sleeping on the couch, her face was pale, and her sleep was not stable at all.
She has always had only respect for her biological mother. Occasionally she would be in some trouble due to differences in ideals, such as wandering on the verge of matricide.
She knew Li Chonghua's existence from beginning to end, and also knew that her biological mother had a delusional dream of bringing Li Chonghua back.
She didn't kill her in the end, nor did she stop Li Chonghua from entering the palace, because she felt that this world was stupid and meaningless.
No one knew how happy she was when she saw Li Chonghua in Tongzi Pavilion, which meant that everything was about to change.
If the old order does not conform to her principles, she will establish a new order to replace it. This is the biggest difference between her and Yi Changsheng.
Yi Changsheng believed that the heaven and earth moved on their own, and that all existence was reasonable, and then watched the rise and fall of all things, indifferently.
So when she was assassinated by a thief when she was three years old, she chose to die, and she...
Zhan Changfeng felt that she was remembering the part of the memory that she had lost after being assassinated, but it seemed that something had blocked her, and she was vaguely unable to get it. But if Yi Changsheng chose to die along with the situation, she would never allow it.
Zhan Changfeng walked into the Nuan Pavilion. The newly born baby was lying in the cradle. He had not yet opened his eyes. He looked very happy and occasionally waved his little hands.
squeak!
A window was pushed open, and the old emperor in guard uniform climbed in and ran to the cradle happily, with a slight complacency, as if he was laughing that no one could stop him from seeing his grandson.
The old emperor had great expectations for this newborn baby, who was so big that he could climb through the window and sneak in regardless of his dignity.
He touched the baby carefully, picked it up tremblingly, and rocked it awkwardly.
He happily wanted to make sure again that this was his little grandson, so he untied the swaddling clothes, his expression changing between shock, anger, and complexity, he put the baby down in an instant and left.
Zhan Changfeng knew that the old emperor had discovered his true gender early on, but he still taught her more seriously than anything else, because she was not his grandson, and he could train her to be the most qualified monarch without any burden.
The crown prince of China and the future emperor.
What Zhan Changfeng has to do is to pretend that he doesn't know that he knows, and act out a family relationship.
The first one to wake up was Yi Changsheng, and she woke up only after the full moon. However, she and Yi Changsheng were originally the same person, and Yi Changsheng's memory was her memory. It just so happened that they both seemed to have innate intelligence and could understand everything.
Remember everything and understand it.
In fact, when they were just born, their inspiration was the most powerful. Even if they didn't open their eyes, they would still remember Li Yunqiu's grief when he heard that his son was about to die. The panic that the mammy manager concealed for the master. When the old emperor wandered outside the palace.
The hesitation, the neat rows of patrolmen, the ministers waiting for the good news outside the palace gate, and the bustling streets were all imprinted in my mind. Later, I slowly lost this ability and became like an ordinary baby.
After coming into contact with Taoism, Zhan Changfeng later realized that his situation was quite miraculous, and he also doubted who he was, the reincarnation of the true spirit, the son of destiny, or the deceased.
But that was just a momentary thought, and was thrown away afterward. She couldn't deny the hard work she had put in to get to where she is today. She was who she was, and neither the past nor the future could change who she was at this moment.
The scene changed to its original appearance, and she continued to climb the stairs. The power of the Heart-Inquiring Mirror could not bring her into the illusion at all. It was Yi Changsheng who was affecting her, just like when she was trapped in the underground caves, she was trapped in the dream formation.
The history books I saw inside.
Zhan Changfeng vaguely felt that she might be urging him to remember the part of his lost memory, but that part of the memory had been buried inexplicably, just like her, she had been sleeping for a long time.