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Wu Ru clasped his hands in his sleeves and looked indifferently at the Tianyuan Realm in the distance.

When a world grows to a certain point, it will produce its own consciousness, that is, the Heavenly Dao.

And the position of the Heavenly Dao is the position of this world, and they are closely related.

The way of heaven is the world, the world is the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is the true master of this world.

I have heard of the death of the creator god, but I have never seen that the world consciousness can be easily destroyed.

So Wu Ru never thought of creating a world by herself or soaring to become an immortal.

After all, gods have the possibility of falling, and she has worked hard for so long and calculated so much for immortality, of course, she must become a new heavenly dao, replacing the original world consciousness.

Watching the steady stream of Heavenly Demons pouring into the Heavenly Yuan Realm, Wu Ru bent the corners of his lips and smiled lightly and beautifully.

She stared at the place of blamelessness, her expression was inexplicable, and the next moment people had come to this endless darkness.

Her figure was transparent and invisible, and a pair of phoenix eyes looked faintly at the young man sitting cross-legged at the edge of Qiong's flower.

The young man was still clean in a white robe, he was slightly blind, his expression was pure and serene, his long black hair was restrained by a blue hosta at will, and the corners of his mouth were gentle smiles, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

On his wrist, the little turquoise snake slept obediently.

The dance gently floated onto the Qionghua, and the pure white flower color was slowly dyed bright red, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a fiery red moon.

The faint fragrance fluttered, Liu Yunzhi suddenly moved, he reached out to touch the moon flowers, but the empty and gloomy eyes gave people a feeling of gentleness to the extreme.

The fragrance of flowers is floating, there is no wind, no light, and no sound here, but Liu Yunzhi can sense that this moon flower is shaking gently, as if greeting him, and like a naughty child.

There was suddenly a glimmer of life in the dead space, and Liu Yunzhi leaned forward a little, closer to Yueji.

In the middle of the month, the dance, which has shrunk countless generations, sits in the heart of the flower and accompanies Liu Yunzhi.

Two years later, she felt something in her heart and disappeared into the place of blamelessness.

After she left, Liu Yunzhi sighed and muttered, "No matter who you are, thank you for being with me for so long." ”

Fanchen, five years have passed, and the eldest grandson of the emperor has reached the age of going to the study, but the prince has slept for five years but has not woken up.

The third prince, Wu Chengwei, got married five years ago, and now his son-in-law is three years old. The eldest princess also married into Concubine Zhen's maiden family, the Ministry of Rites Lang Jiang Fuzhong.

Wuru cleaned the harem in anger because of the untimely death of Prince Yu in the fifth year of Qingyuan, and Jiang Liangren, who was pregnant at that time, is now Concubine Zhen's sister.

Jiang Shilang has a powerful wife, so the two daughters are very well educated, if it weren't for Wu Ru's intervention, I'm afraid that the days of this harem are all the Jiang sisters.

Jiang Shilang has a son, Jiang Su, who is twenty years old, who is smart and studious, and is deeply favored by the emperor. Concubine Zhen led the emperor to give marriage, the Jiang family was still the lord, and the eldest princess Mingzhu also stood on the side of the third prince, and the prince's position was in jeopardy.

Originally, the prince was excellent, and his martial arts were not left behind, but he was loved by His Majesty, and the status of the East Palace was stable, as long as the prince did not take the initiative to die, it was also an ironclad thing to ascend the throne as the emperor in the future.

Who knew that after the birth of the emperor's eldest grandson, the crown prince couldn't sleep for five years.

Prince Jiang has narcolepsy since he was a child, and he slept for eight years at a time, and then everything was normal after waking up, and everyone thought that the prince had recovered, but he didn't expect that just a year later, the prince relapsed again.

This time, even Emperor Qingyuan is also considering whether to re-establish the crown prince, after all, after a hundred years, if the crown prince is called the emperor, how can it be good if he sleeps for several years.

But with the prince's strong strength, if she has the heart for the throne, the other princes will definitely not be opponents.

Emperor Qingyuan sighed, the prince fights, and the world is in chaos, and he doesn't want to see his children die in such struggles.

But he didn't make up his mind what to do now, after all, he had always loved the prince in his heart.

But the prince's illness ......

"Come on, let all the doctors in the Tai Hospital come over." Emperor Qingyuan shouted.

Jinpu's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty is unwell?" ”

Emperor Qingyuan waved his hand, and the wrinkles on his face had increased significantly in the past few years: "Go and ask the imperial doctor." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Jinpu didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly ran outside to let his apprentice go to the Tai Hospital to announce the decree, and he stayed by the emperor's side without leaving an inch.

In the East Palace, the five-year-old boy is round and cute, and his pretending to be serious and stiff face makes people laugh.

He stood by the guardrail and looked at the fish in the pool below, his little brow furrowed slightly, and he was very imaginary with Wuru.

Behind him, a eunuch reached out to him with trembling hands, as if to push him down the pool.

Xiao Tong blinked, and suddenly said without looking back: "If I were you, I would definitely not make a move." ”

The eunuch was startled, and quickly took his hand back, he smiled reluctantly, and stammered: "What the emperor's eldest grandson is saying, the slave can't understand." ”

Wu Ni turned her head, her white and tender little face was ignorant, and she said in a childish voice: "You know, if you murder me, you won't be able to live." ”

The eunuch's eyes were full of fear, and he looked at Wu Ni like looking at a bloodthirsty beast.

But he didn't retreat, in order to complete the task assigned by his master, what is his cheap life.

The eunuch looked around, and when he saw that there was no one, a little ruthlessness appeared on his face, and he didn't see the child's calm and mocking eyes at all, so he rushed forward and hugged Wu Ni and threw the person into the pool.

He stood on the edge of the pool and watched the children in the water struggle weakly, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, but this unbearability quickly disappeared.

Calmly looking at the children in the pond and stopping the struggle, the eunuch shouted loudly: "Come on, come on, come on, the emperor's eldest grandson has fallen into the fish pond, come on." ”

Hearing the sharp shout, countless people in the East Palace were alarmed.

The water hurried, jumped into the fish pond without saying a word and scooped people up, looking at the little child's face was bruised and his chest did not rise and fall at all, everyone's hearts jumped.

If the emperor's eldest grandson is really gone, they will not be able to escape.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way." A terrified female voice rang out.

Everyone looked back and saw poetry, wine, and tea helping the princess to come in a hurry.

Wei Yue was sewing clothes for his son in the room, and when he heard the noisy shouts outside, he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

When the next person came to report that his son had fallen into the water, he hurriedly threw down his clothes and hurriedly ran to the fish pond.

Looking at the place surrounded by subordinates from a distance, Wei Yue faintly saw a small yellow figure lying on the ground, his heart hurt sharply, he stumbled under his feet, and rushed directly towards Wuni.

"Nier, Nier......" Wei Yue hugged the silent child and couldn't help crying.