Returning to the Qing Clan, in the bedroom to the east of Ming Palace, one could still hear the sound of a woman crying and cursing. Ming started to talk a lot, and Jixue stopped for a moment, but she was still angry.
After the palace calmed down, there was a little noise. Ming Qi opened the jade coffin and looked at Ying Rou, who was sleeping peacefully in the coffin. She was as beautiful as before. A soft force of energy lifted her body out of the jade coffin. Ming Qi
Qi looked at it for a moment and whispered, "Rou'er, it's time to get up."
The continuous sound waves came from Ming Qi's mouth and fell on Ying Rou's body with unique fluctuations, swaying in the soul, like a pot of extremely quiet nectar swaying in a jade pot.
Ying Rou's delicate eyebrows moved slightly, and a trace of blood appeared on her face. The first thing she saw in her hazy eyes was a smiling face. After several years of sleeping, the pain was still very easy, but when she was in severe pain, she saw Ming Qi.
That smile is like a ladder thrown from hell, leading to the extremely warm heaven.
It was a surge of great excitement and ecstasy in the severe pain that even made Ying Rou, who had just woken up, sit up abruptly and looked at Ming Qi with widened eyes. Gradually, the figure became hazy again, with tears slightly in her eyes.
Ying Rou cried loudly, threw herself into Mingqi's arms, and slept for several years. Over the years, she kept repeating the same nightmare.
"Rou'er, you're awake." Cixue came from the side with a smile while holding two children. Ying Rou gave her a cold look, but did not agree. She buried her head in Mingqi's arms and choked, "Brother Mingqi, I don't want to
See her."
Ming Qi looked at Jia Xue in embarrassment. She smiled slightly, turned around and walked away with the two children in her arms. Ying Rou sobbed for a moment, then raised her head in Ming Qi's arms.
Brother Qi, are you really still alive?"
"Of course." Ming Qi smiled and gently caressed Rou'er's back. Ying Rou looked directly at Ming Qi and cried with joy again. She said piously, "Thank you to God. Thank you to all the emperors for their blessings."
Ming Qi told Ying Rou in detail about that time. It was just a mistake and Zixue's good intentions had harmed him by mistake. Ying Rou remained silent and smiled tearfully at Ming Qi, "Brother Ming Qi, then she was pregnant with
The child inside...is yours."
"Well, the boy is the eldest, Ming Changfan, and the girl is the younger, Ming Xueruo." Ming thought of the two children, and a so-called happy look appeared on his face involuntarily. Ying Rou wiped her tears and smiled.
He said, "I want to remember that since my brother has a child, he must still love Rou'er."
"Of course, you are the future aunt of our two children." Mingqi helped Yingrou sit up from the jade coffin and said with a smile.
After sleeping for several years, Ying Rou's body showed signs of separation from her virtual soul. She had to rest on the bed with Mingqi's support. Ying Ju said, "Brother Mingqi, you go do your own thing. I will take care of myself."
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"Well, there are indeed some things that need to be dealt with in the Qing clan. Tell the imperial guards what you want." Mingqi turned and walked towards the Qing Palace. Just as he left the house, Zhixue came out with two children. Ying Rou watched her coming, silently.
Silent.
"Rou'er, I know you still hate me for killing him. At that time, I also hated myself. The moment he died, I had decided to go with him, but my ancestors told me that he could still be resurrected.
I have been waiting for the day when he is resurrected. If his resurrection fails, I know that I will never forgive myself. But now that he is alive, the past has passed. I don’t want to remember it and don’t want to see my sad face. I will always be sorry for him.
He felt guilty.
I accidentally killed him, and you should hate me, but Mingqi will be in a dilemma like this."
She said earnestly. Ying Rou looked at the child in her arms and did not answer Jixue's words. She smiled and said, "Can you let me see that boy?"
"Of course, you are his aunt." Jia Xue handed Chang Fan into Ying Rou's hands. Her eyes were full of love, and she rocked Chang Fan in her arms and said, "He really looks like his brother Mingqi."
Suddenly feeling a warmth on her arm, Ying Rou exclaimed, "Ah, I peed." She looked at Jixue in panic, and she was looking at him with a smile. Sometimes, the barrier between women is like a mountain.
Sometimes, there is another layer of paper, which can be pierced by just giving in a little.
"Sister Cixue." Ying Rou puffed up and said with a smile. "Rou'er, you have grown up." Cixue stepped forward and handed Xueruo into Ying Rou's hands with a smile, and took Chang Fan
At that time, he intentionally held a hand on Ying Rou's breast, but it was really beyond his control. He smiled and said, "I've really grown up."
The redness on Yingrou's face spread to the roots of her ears.
After Mingqi returned to the clan after Bai Chuang was born, Minghong went into seclusion on his own and handed over the power of the clan to him. After probably arranging important matters, ten days had passed.
The two sisters Jixue and Yingrou got back together, and a big stone fell in Mingqi's heart. On the second floor of the imperial pavilion, the darkness was as usual, and the light of the stars was still as cold as before, but high up, a Minghong was sitting cross-legged.
, above, there are two more Minghongs fighting.
It's amazing to say that the two Minghongs fought extremely quickly, but not a trace of power was released. Only each collision would disperse the weak fluctuations. One was Minghong's clone, and the other was the emperor's counterpart to Minghong.
Another Minghong derived from the clone.
The two Minghongs had the same cultivation level, and every shot was accurate. However, Minghong's clone suppressed Huangge Minghong tightly. You came and I went back and forth, all targeting the weakness of the other Minghong.
The battle between these two people was dazzling to Mingqi. He had never seen such a battle that made his blood boil in a hundred years. Every move was exquisite. Mingqi once asked himself that his fighting skills were inferior to ordinary people, but at this moment
Watching the fight between two Minghongs is like looking at the bright moon with a candle lantern, or a small stream meeting a big river.
"Broken!" The moment Minghong's momentum exploded, he waved his breaking style and broke Minghong on his face into pieces. After that, the clone slowly dispersed, and Minghong, who was sitting cross-legged in the air, opened his eyes.
It fell on Mingqi. He had been immersed in the battle just now for a long time, and Minghong's gaze suddenly brought him back to his senses, and he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
After the ceremony, he was surprised and said, "Ancestor, this imperial pavilion, which contains the life battle experience of the forty-nine generations of emperors, was actually broken by our ancestors."
Looking at the vastness and depth of the starry sky, he, who had stayed here for a while, knew clearly how powerless he looked when facing himself in the imperial pavilion. Minghong stood up from meditating and exhaled slightly,
He said, "Although I have battle experience from all ages, including my own, it is a dead thing after all and lacks the agility of a living person. As long as you can see some clues, defeating it will be very simple.
But you are still young, so there is no need to be so impatient. The first time I defeated myself in the Imperial Pavilion was only after I became Ming Emperor, the 1,320,196th time."
Ming Qi nodded in response and asked curiously, "The ancestor defeated himself in the Huangge. Does that mean that your fighting skills and experience are stronger than those of the previous Emperor Ming?"
Ming Hong smiled, shook his head and said, "No, even if these combat skills and experiences are owned by the Ming Emperors of the past, they are just dead objects after all, without their own use. As long as you have enough cultivation and experience, you can also see the flaws in them.
These flaws are only because the Imperial Pavilion is nothing more than a dead thing and will exist forever. As long as you discover these weaknesses and have enough strength to attack them, it is not impossible to defeat yourself with the same strength.
Because of this, what I am fighting is actually just a Ming Emperor with the same strength as myself. However, he has all the fighting skills and experience of the forty-ninth generation Ming Emperor, but lacks agility. He is like a piece of wood. He is used to it.
With his fighting style and skills, I targeted his weaknesses and succeeded easily.
If I really want to compare with the Ming Emperor who lived in the past, I’m afraid I’m not far behind them in terms of combat skills and experience.”
Mingqi was silent for a moment, and then said, "Ancestor, I came to you this time to get rid of my inner demons." Minghong's expression changed slightly, and his sharp-edged gaze fell on Mingqi's chest, as if everything in Mingqi's heart was.
They were all exposed to that gaze at this moment. There was a slight look of solemnity on his eyebrows, and he said, "This inner demon is not small anymore. It is different from the inner demon that I planted myself. It was planted by others."
Ming Qi didn't know who planted this demon in his heart. He said, "I want to find a woman's broken soul and get rid of the guilt in my heart. Only then can this demon be expelled from my heart. So today I'm here."
, I want to say goodbye to my ancestors, and I will find all the fragments of this woman’s soul within ten years.”
"You go, there's no need to worry about the Qi clan." Minghong agreed calmly, obviously because he also paid great attention to his inner demons.
After bowing deeply to Minghong, Mingqi turned around and left the imperial pavilion. He stayed in the Qian tribe for a few days and set off to find Kun Ruo's broken soul. There was no one accompanying him on this trip. Jixue had just given birth to two young sons.
, her body was still very weak, and she still had two children who were waiting to be fed. Mingqi tried to persuade her for several days before she agreed to stay in the clan.
As for the strong ones, Ming Qi didn't bring him with him. With his current cultivation level, no one except a god-level strong one could threaten him.
Ming Palace was as quiet as usual. There were many small courtyards among the east palaces. Yingrou was placed in one of these quiet courtyards. Ji Xue had nothing to do and often ran to her place. Since the two
They got back together and became so close that they were almost inseparable.
Ying Rou often cooks some side dishes and asks Cixue to come over to taste them. Both of them are proficient in cooking and seem to be much more enthusiastic about things on the stove than practicing. The palace is already empty today, and Cixue is early in the morning.
I took my two children to Ying Rou's place. Needless to say, her craftsmanship would have convinced everyone at the time just a few decades ago, let alone decades later.
Every day when she went there, Ying Rou would ask her to teach her how to make two delicacies. As soon as she arrived, a strange fragrance that hit her nostrils already made Mingqi couldn't help but take a breath.
There was always something familiar about this aroma. As for where he had smelled it, Mingqi couldn't remember it for a moment. Two divine guards were guarding him outside the courtyard. When they saw Mingqi coming up, they immediately knelt down to greet him and said, "See Emperor Ming."
"Yes." Mingqi responded lightly and walked into the courtyard. There were jade vases hanging out of thin air in the courtyard, with a jade bowl floating in the center. The source of the fragrance seemed to overflow from the jade bowl.
Jia Xue was watching intently as the various drops of liquid dripping from each jade bottle fell into the jade bowl, and Ying Rou on the side was also fascinated.
"Sister Jixue, Chang Fan and Xueruo must like this thing very much." Ying Rou said with a smile. Jixue's face turned slightly red and she said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, just watch it for yourself. If you give birth to a child in the future... why are you here?"
Already?"
Jia Xue stopped moving her hands and looked at Ming Qi who was standing not far away. Ying Rou greeted him and said, "Brother Ming Qi, Sister Jia Xue is currently mixing milk for the two children."
She couldn't wait to betray Cixue, and Mingqi thought to herself, "It turns out to be Xue'er's milk, no wonder the scent is so familiar." She couldn't help but laugh for a moment, the shame on Cixue's face was already charming, and she hummed, "What are you doing?
You've come to see us, it won't be good if your phantom fox with big breasts and perky butt is left out in the cold later."
Mingqi's smile became a little embarrassed and he said, "Don't be childish. That Huanhu was just a joke at the time."
"A joke?" Jixue looked at Mingqi with a strange look in her eyes. He smiled bitterly and said, "When did you stop believing my words? Then Huanhu Rou'er also knows that you should ask her."
When he mentioned Ying Rou, Ming Qi couldn't help but think of the scenes in the palace. Although she was extremely beautiful, fortunately he had a strong mind.
Ying Rou chuckled and said, "Brother Mingqi really has nothing to do with that phantom fox." There was always something strange in the laughter......................