In the middle of the night, Zhan Changfeng rested in the middle hall behind the Changsheng Temple. When he was drowsy, he fell into a dream.
"Your Highness, you are back!" The steward in front of the dormitory hall led the palace people to greet him. The number of people who came from afar seemed to have decreased a lot after not seeing him for a year.
Zhan Changfeng handed the sword to the attendant with a gentle expression, "Where is Changsheng?"
The steward replied happily, "The Second Highness is going down to prepare a medicinal bath for you."
The dormitory was as warm as spring, and the fragrance was lingering. The snow that fell on my shoulders had melted into water, making it a bit damp.
Zhan Changfeng walked towards the inner hall and asked about the current situation in the palace. Yi Changsheng happened to come out and saw the wet marks on her body. He frowned lightly and said, "You are still the same as before."
Zhan Changfeng heard the meaning in her words and just smiled, "It's just snow."
Yi Changsheng also knew that this person liked snow, and even if it got all over his body, he wouldn't deliberately use his zhenqi to evaporate it, so he didn't say much and led her to the edge of the bath, helping her undress and take off her belt.
The water vapor is thick and blurry, and the petals are dotted all over the pond.
However, it seems that the Emperor Ji of Dashang will never be associated with this kind of artistic conception. She is lying on the edge of the pool, with three thousand black hair floating in the water, her expression is lazy, but there is a hidden coldness in her eyes.
Yi Changsheng poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her. He talked about the trends of Daqian and even the various princes and dynasties.
For a long time, Zhan Changfeng propped up his chin and called out "Changsheng".
Yi Changsheng's nerves tensed up when he heard this, and he was dragged into the pool in the next breath.
"Here you go again!" He is a well-educated person and can't find the words to complain. At this moment, he can only stare in anger.
Your Highness is the kind of person who can be serious even if she does something bad. She leaned against the edge of the pool and ran her slender fingers across the water. The water was so blue that it seemed to fill the entire sky, "I am not meeting you.
If you feel tired, I'll refresh you."
This is true. The medicated bath she has been using since she was a child contains a lot of natural and earthly treasures. It cleanses the tendons, cuts the marrow, warms and nourishes the bones. It is extremely effective.
But Yi Changsheng was silent. The person reflected in the water looked energetic, "You can't use one reason three times. You can change it next time."
His Highness raised his eyebrows in surprise, "So Changsheng, you are still looking forward to the next time."
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Zhan Changfeng finished his bath and wore a crescent-colored gown with simple patterns, a jade belt with gold embroidered clouds around his waist, and a snow-white fox fur. Heizi sat cross-legged on the beauty's couch. Su Qingge opposite him changed his body.
Wearing a plum blossom-patterned gauze robe and holding a white piece, he plays chess with her.
As the situation on the chessboard gradually unfolded, the conversation between the two became more and more in-depth.
The princes of the eight countries rebelled, and Han Wei was directly destroyed by Zhan Changfeng. Zheng, Yan, and Qi Qing became more honest as a result. However, Qin annexed Zhou and planned to fight until the end.
There is no love without reason in this world, and of course there is no hate without reason.
Maybe others and even the entire future generations will think that those princes followed the trend of the times, represented the exploited people, and held high the banner of righteousness.
However, in Zhan Changfeng's view, this is just a farce that has lasted for thousands of years.
"Your Highness, how about Shimen Pass?"
Zhan Changfeng was silent and Luozi.
This child seemed to be helpless under the siege of Bai Zi. Yi Changsheng could kill the black dragon with just one more child, but she hesitated.
She simulated the next chess game and found that if she made a move to kill the big dragon, the half-dead game on the other side might be destroyed. If she continued to defend the half-dead game, the big dragon would soar to the sky.
Then he looked at the person opposite him and smiled, calmly and calmly.
"I lost." Yi Changsheng put the pieces back into the chess jar.
"There is no winning or losing, it's just a moment of calm." Zhan Changfeng closed his eyes slightly, "I am rushing back to the imperial capital this time to let Hui Yefengyu handle the Qingzhou immigration matter. I'm afraid there will be some trouble, so you can go Watch it."
Yi Changsheng agreed, thought for a moment, and wrote a line of words on the table with his finger. Zhan Changfeng curled his lips and smiled.
The news of the Emperor's return to the palace has already spread, and all countries are turning their attention to the direction of the Imperial Capital. It seems that it is destined that a storm will arise there and sweep the entire era.
Zhan Changfeng was woken up by a ball of fur, and when he was about to destroy the thing close to him with his hand, he came back to his senses and changed it to caressing.
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The little fox, who had a premonition of danger, curled up into a ball for a moment, felt the warmth on the top of his head, and called out cautiously. Seeing that she was not angry, he returned to his proud queen posture, enjoying her kneading.
But Zhan Changfeng only checked its bones and let it go after knowing that it was completely reborn.
The little fox pestered Zhan Changfeng for a while, but she was so heartbroken that she ignored its coquettishness and whimpered in a circle in front of her, then went out to play like a girl.
Little did it know that Zhan Changfeng was facing a meaningful "question" from Yi Changsheng.
"Your Highness, huh?"
"I'll bring you tea and water, okay?"
"Wen Neng is gentle and gentle, but Wu Neng is able to make decisions in the world, huh?"
"Zhan Changfeng, what are you subconsciously thinking about?" Yi Changsheng asked a heart-breaking question that hit the nail on the head.
Zhan Changfeng's face remained calm and his heart stopped beating, "This is not my dream alone. Why couldn't it be influenced by your subconscious mind?"
"Ask yourself, do you believe this?"
"I am you, how can you doubt yourself." Zhan Changfeng shut down his subconscious in disappointment.
Yi Changsheng: "If you have the ability, don't hide it."
"I won't open my heart to someone who doubts me."
Zhan Changfeng brushed off the topic lightly and said coldly, "Having this dream before the founding of the country must not be easy."
Yi Changsheng chose to forgive her, and said, "There are some hints in it, which are consistent with the current situation and the predicted future. There are two points that are not certain. One is that in the Eight Kingdoms Chaos, does it specifically refer to the various Taoist traditions at the level of the Holy Land, or those Heaven."
Zhan Changfeng continued, "The great traditions at the level of the Holy Land include Buddhism, Demons, Ghosts, Demons, Humans, Immortals, and Gods. So what is the remaining one, Devouring Heaven?"
"It's hard to say. The immigration to Qingzhou should refer to my search for the ancestral lineage of Qiankun. Fengyu may be the two people I will meet when I return to the wild."
"Let's talk about Dashang. This word probably corresponds to the situation on the clone's side."
"The Great Shang Diji, the clone may become the young king of a dynasty. You can contact the clone to understand the situation and let her travel around the world as a merchant. You may have unexpected gains."
"Yeah." Zhan Changfeng discussed things with her, just like his left and right hands fighting each other, with a tacit understanding, smooth succession, and collisions with each other to get more ideas.
They speculated and calculated about the future situation for half the night, and planned step by step to understand that this journey was destined to be sailing against the current, and in an accident, she was not the only one to die.
Unable to sleep tonight, Ling Weichu was pacing under the city wall of Chengtian Capital. Wu Feiyu was playing with her Gu in Wu Valley, counting the weapons that were about to be put into use. Hua Jianci wanted to rest but found out again I haven’t read the novel for a long time. I’m about to enter the wine shop, Shuo Jing is drinking on the roof, and Yu Sheng is already in another world. Walking up the hill, the breeze is bright, the moon is shining, and a sigh flows through the stars: Everything should go well.
The monks in the wilderness are looking forward to the dawn and fearing it. Tomorrow, everything will change.