March 28 is a good day, but also the day of the inspection of the Wu Wu, under the farewell of the family, the splendid two sleeves walked to the side of the carriage specially ordered by the Wu Wu.

The two carriages are one in front of the other, one after the other, they are no different, they are one level higher than the prince's ancestral system, and they are not worse than those used by the emperor, they are all made of high-quality wood and the craftsmen in the palace, but they are more comfortable than those in the palace, and it is not difficult to imagine that some things in the blacksmith shop have not escaped his palm.

There are three horses pulling the cart, and the big carriage is very majestic, the dark and strong horse body, and the obedient hair swaying with the wind, and the smart eyes blink from time to time, and the end is full of energy.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the hillside of Qingniu Village, and Wuxian also changed his usual style, became unscrupulous and unscrupulous, the dark brocade was embroidered with dark red silk thread of the four-clawed python pattern, in addition to seriousness, but also a blood, the northern region to bright yellow respect, non-royal family can not use, but I didn't think, Wuxian is to abandon yellow and choose Xuan.

Squinting his eyes, Jinxiu raised his slender fingers slightly under the attention of everyone and said to Wuxian's hand, "But it's an honor for Jin, His Royal Highness the King of Freedom...."Obviously, his voice is soft, and his smile is also stunning, but on the contrary, the corners of Wuxian's eyes are twitching irrepressibly.

"Jin'er ....." Wuxiu's voice was dull because of depression, and his starry eyes were full of excitement, he stretched out his hand and seemed to be gentle but actually wrapped Jinxiu's fingers into his hand very hard, "Let's go....." Jinxiu didn't say anything this time, got into the carriage with the support of Wuxian, and saw him with a solemn face and greeted his relatives with a solemn face, and his heart warmed up.

After the carriage turned around, Jinxiu lifted the curtain behind the car, and his eyes passed through the layers of people, and he was fixed on the people on the hillside for a long time.

The figure went from being subtle, to shrinking, blurring, and vanishing.... Jinxiu withdrew his hand with an indistinguishable expression, pinned the shadow of Mangshan to his memory, sat up straight, lowered his eyelids, and seemed to close his eyes to recuperate.

At the front of the convoy was a Jinwei wearing a black robe, with a sign on their waists with their names written on them, and the corners of the dark clothes were embroidered with blood-red brocade characters.

The imperial capital, Li Mansion, Jun Yi sat in the pavilion in the garden as if sinking into some thoughts, the tea cup in front of him from steaming to cold did not regain his senses, until a white dove flew in and landed on the table in front of him, only to wake him up.

Hou's attendant not far away was holding the re-cooked tea and wanted to replace the one in front of Jun Yi, but he was forced to retreat by his faint glance, and stood on his own ground again with low eyebrows, and in his ears, he could vaguely hear the sound of notes turning in Jun Yi's fingertips....

This Li Mansion is not the Li Mansion, but the new mansion given today, in addition to the Xiaoyao Palace, in the imperial capital, this mansion occupies the most extensive area, the decoration is the most graceful and gorgeous, it can be imagined, now Junyi in the northern region is what kind of existence, what a scenery.

Jinxiu naturally knew about this, but he didn't interfere much with Junyi's choice, and with the expansion of Baixiao Pavilion's news network, the speed of delivering news was a little faster than before.

But Jinxiu has always been as before, counting the days and letters, talking about the shortcomings of the family, talking about everything that has happened recently, everything has not changed, but Junyi's heart is more empty than ever.

Every day, he always has to sit here for a while, or in a daze, or rubbing with those letters, and over time, even the people in the house have developed a tacit understanding, try not to disturb him at such a time, no one dares to snoop, all this is because of what.

If you want to ask why, that is, in addition to Jun Yi's current identity, there is also the reason for Wuxian and Jinxiu, now Mo said that it is the entire Northern Regions, even the five countries do not know everything that happened between them, otherwise, how could there be Chu Ruyun praising Wuxian shrewdness, all because this public opinion is big enough, the princess of Dongling Donghuang Jin is the princess of King Xiaoyao, and the world knows it.

"Inspect the territory....." This sigh can only be heard by himself, "Princess Xiaoyao, the ....... of the East Leader Embroidery King" Jun Yimo rubbed the thin letterhead, and his eyes were deep.

Suddenly, someone outside the garden suddenly shouted loudly, "Lord Li, the emperor has summoned you to the palace, and there is a letter of state in Zhongzhou to ......"

This sound seemed to pull Jun Yi from fantasy to reality, he smiled lightly, I don't know whether it was self-deprecation or something else, just carefully put away the letterhead, reorganized his clothes and strode towards the door of the mansion.

The young man's face is still green, but his face has been angular, and the warm temperament and sea-like eyes when he first met Jinxiu have long since disappeared.....

Besides, the fact that King Xiaoyao was canonized as a fief of 50,000 soldiers is already known in the Northern Regions, and I don't know how many young wise men are eager to try.

Reverence for the Wuxian one person to carry the Northern Regions, one person can block the courage of 100,000 soldiers, curious about how Jinxiu single-handedly created a great family and became the first female princess to be crowned king in the Eastern Territory.

Eight hundred miles to the east of Surabaya, it is the famous flower capital of the northern region, it was April, the peach blossoms in the peach blossom forest outside the city were blooming, but in a peach blossom forest with more than ten years of age, there are some trees that have just been transplanted are extremely conspicuous.

Although it is a little out of place with the surrounding scene, in the end, it still represents the attitude of some people's lives, and as for what has happened here, it is not difficult to know by conjecture alone.

The eight Xuanyi Jinwei in front of them were divided into two verticals, their heads were tied with the black hairbands fluttering in the wind, and the swords hanging from their waists looked silent, followed by the mournless carriage, in addition to the coachman, there was also a father-in-law who sat on the wheels with his eyes half-down, and the dust was on the crook of his arm, looking lazy.

In addition, there are four brocade guards riding horses on both sides of the splendid carriage, as well as a group of people behind the carriage, dragging and dragging, which is very grand.

At that time, Jinxiu was lifting the curtain to enjoy the scene of peach blossoms falling in the forest, and she maintained this posture for a long time, until her carriage suddenly sounded.....