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When the light finally disappeared, its body was like a light butterfly, suddenly released by the surrounding cocoons, and it fell rapidly.

Wan Yanmin grabbed ahead of Zhong Luo and rushed up with lightning speed.

The black robe of the Golden Dragon set off a powerful and blinding whirlwind in the night, and everyone only noticed the shadow soaring into the sky.

Wan Yan Min's wide sleeves were folded, and he steadily caught Nanyue's thin body. The momentum that failed to stabilize in time caused the two of them to float slightly in mid-air.

Wan Yanmin's deep black eyes went straight down, staring at Nanyue's quiet and sleeping eyelids, and the little face that had always been vibrant looked so pale at the moment, as if all his vitality had been drained away.

Wan Yanmin didn't dare to take his eyes off easily, as if once she did, she would melt in his arms like snow and disappear.

The revived Emperor hugged his queen, his black and white clothes were clearly intertwined, and he was orderly and messy by the night wind. The two of them were suspended in a halo like water and a moon, and the sky was full of falling flowers that had separated from their mothers due to fright.

The fluttering clothes fell to the ground, and there was silence all around.

Wan Yanmin's tall and handsome figure is set off by the black floor-dragging dragon robe, which shows a dark and stunning cold majesty. The face of the knife cut, the black hair of the flowing clouds and waterfalls. Clear eyebrows, bright starry eyes, but his eyes are as cold as snow and he doesn't look around.

This is the real emperor.

All the spectators, their eyes, their movements, their minds, and their judgments, are like condensation.

The owner of the proud figure in front of him was no longer the stupid and sick young emperor back then, but became a king with a natural awe-inspiring atmosphere in an instant.

It's hard to accept.

The psychological condition of normal people has to go through a period of buffering.

Everyone's minds were trying to figure out how to tie together a series of memories that had happened tonight, to make sure that what was happening in front of them was a real scene and not a dream.

Nan Aotian exhaled a breath of cold air as if he had been twitched, stood still, and closed his eyes a little tiredly.

Xuan Hou!

He still underestimated the woman's shrewdness.

In the end, it is a woman who is completely solitary. You can sit in the lonely hall for more than ten years and dominate the world.

The sound of the wind is as ghostly as the shadow of the moon, stirring the silence of the night.

No one dared to make a noise to provoke Yan Min's colorless face.

Anger to the extreme is calm.

Wan Yanmin's voice without the slightest warmth came out of his thin lips, and it looked clear and intimidating in the empty sky.

After hearing Yan Min, everyone shouted: "Virtuous King Zhong Mingyang!"

Zhong Mingyang hadn't recovered from the huge consternation.

Even his maternal uncle has not been able to know the slightest bit from Empress Xuan for more than ten years.

Wan Yan Min paused word by word, and there was no superfluous tone: "Prince Xiqi and his henchmen, the military department Shangshu Shui Wuqing, and the criminal minister Yelu Mingxiu corpses were all sent to the Red Prison. Heavy troops strictly guarded the general's mansion and the military department's mansion, and no one was allowed to enter or leave. ”

Zhong Mingyang just listened stunned.

After a while, his knees were paralyzed and knelt on the ground, and he said in a trembling voice: "Minister...... Compliance. ”

Zhong Mingyang had tears in his eyes.

The first emperor, did the first emperor finally have a spirit?

"Your Majesty...... The emperor forgives the sins!" Shui Wuqing's fat face was covered with beads of sweat, his head was smashed to the ground, and the corners of his forehead were bleeding.

Shui Yingcheng's whole person was already staring blankly, looking at everything that happened in front of him like a puppet.

Helian Tuo's eyes were also full of shock, but he didn't lose his mind, and stopped Nie Huan in time who wanted to protect him from the siege of the Yulin Army.

Helian Tuo, Nie Huan, and some of the warriors who were released were all brought back to the Red Prison.

Yun Bao, who was taken away by another wave of Yulin Army, kept looking back for Helian Tuo, and his shrill voice echoed in the chaos: "His Royal Highness the Prince! Your Royal Highness ......the Prince! Bao'er wants to be with His Royal Highness the Prince...... Bao'er will die with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince......"

The voice was terrible.

Helian Tuo ignored him.

Nie Huan turned his head with difficulty: "Yunbao, you shut your mouth, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will never be able to live in a big way-"

"Miss!" Qing'er also screamed here, Shui Yingcheng fainted straight up, and was taken back to the Orange Lian Palace.

Silence has returned to the devastated Imperial Garden.

Wan Yanmin silently walked up the steps and took Nanyue out of the phonograph.

Still looking at Nanyue's sleeping face intently as just now.

Ignoring all the human eyes around him.

She was just asleep, he wished.

I just fell asleep regardless of the occasion or time.

Just like all kinds of things she does not play according to common sense.

All the palace maids and eunuchs stood in place, looking up as if they were looking at a god.

The emperor hugged the queen, and the scene was as beautiful as a painting.

Wan Yanmin ignored the hustle and bustle of the world and walked forward step by step. Hold her, as if you won't let go for 10,000 years.

Jiuguzi touched his beard, shook his head and sighed and walked away: "If this confusion is really human, it will not be able to help you as a teacher forever." ”

Wan Yanmin looked ahead, and the same smile flashed in his mind.

She has been in the palace for more than a month, why does it seem like she has walked through a thousand years in his heart.

I don't know how long I walked, but there was Shengxuan Palace in front of me.

Nanyue was gently placed on the bed in the main hall, muttering something from time to time.

Wan Yanmin thought she was awake, and called her while she was speaking. But the man in the bed seemed to be disturbed, and there was no sound.

Wan Yanmin looked at her with frowning brows, as if she was struggling with some hideous ghost.

Hands on her smooth forehead.

The other hand held the cold wrist.

Why does this woman love dreams so much, there must be bad things in her dreams.

In the Linglong Tower, when she was unconscious, she was the same, desperate to dream only of herself.

In a trance, a hurried gasping sound sounded in his ears: "Holy Lord." ”

Wan Yan Min came back to his senses.

Wan Nianqing has arrived with a medicine box, alone.

"Doctor Wan, I order you to make sure the queen wakes up. ”

"Holy Lord, the old minister can only do his best. Wan Nianqing sighed.

This Shengxuan Palace has always been full of disasters and difficulties.

The medicine box was opened calmly, and the veteran hand took the needle, and opened it first, like an old man who has been treating him for many years.

The pulse diagnosis is placed under Nanyue's wrist, and the two fingers are put together, and the sound is listened to.

Wan Nianqing's face was worried.

Stop quickly.

Combination box.

Get straight to your knees.

The words are simple: "Please give death to the Holy Lord!"

"I'll let you understand. Wan Yanmin's anger was hidden in the depths of his eyes.

"Your Majesty, the queen mother was overly frightened but was forced by her subjective mental force, and her soul was torn apart, and she was outside the six realms at the moment. In this case, there is no cure, it all depends on the mother's own creation. ”

"Wan Nianqing, you say it again. ”

Wan Nianqing was silent.

It's useless to say anything at the moment.

The saint is no longer the calm saint of Su Ri.

Since he entered the heavenly family, he knew that glory and favor began with crisis.

"Holy one, life and death are fateful, and you can't force it. ”

Yufeng entered the door with an urgent report: "Master, the bell is guarded outside the door, saying that it can protect the life of the mother." ”

Wan Yanmin raised his head: "Let her in." ”