Su fingers gently hooked, crystal clear chess pieces slowly placed in a remote corner, but in an instant, the whole game of chess seemed to be the finishing touch, all moves, all foreshadowing, all assassinations were all clearly presented. Starting from the first chess piece, step by step, the move hides the killing machine, and until the last move, it is like a dragon that is magically coherent.

Down here, the black and white two sons have never lost a single chess piece in the process, and at this moment, with the chess pieces in the hands of the ancient painting fan falling, the black and white armies have obviously become dead chess, and the enemy army will die together, leaving no one behind.

This is a dead end, but also a way of life, although there is a solution, but it is even more like no solution.

Emperor Chunyuan and Master Yiyun both stared at this game of chess in a trance, unable to speak for a long time.

The eyes of Pure Abyss Blue and Pure Abyss Blue Mu are dark, as black as ink, making people unable to see the depth and depth.

Those who understand look at the road, and those who don't understand can only watch the excitement!

Liufu scratched his ears and cheeks to the left and looked westward, but he couldn't understand it, and Chunyuan Lanqing on the side also frowned for a while, sighed for a while, and looked confused.

"This is a dead end, and there is no solution. After all, it's just a lose-lose situation, and they will all end up together! The ancient painting fan said softly.

Master Yiyun put away the smile on his face, and looked straight at this game of chess with his eyes, as if he was looking through this chessboard to the endless void.

Emperor Chunyuan closed his eyes in an instant, frowning slightly, as if he remembered some bad memories. His fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, but for a moment he laughed, but he listened to it with endless exhaustion.

Master Yiyun seemed to be infected, and he also laughed to himself, stood up suddenly, and disappeared into the sky with a plain figure.

"Thank you, stinky girl!" Master Yiyun's clear voice resounded in the void.

The ancient painting fan frowned, looking at Emperor Chunyuan, through him, as if he saw those endless strangeness and wandering.

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The journey back to the palace was not long, but it was not short, so I stopped and stopped all the way, and finally arrived at Changyang City in early May.

The emperor drove back to the palace. This battle must be grand and mighty.

Therefore, when Emperor Chunyuan's chariot slowly stopped in Zhengyangmen Square, on the huge square, there were neatly kneeling ministers of the court, civil and military officials.

Behind the chariot of Emperor Chunyuan was the chariot of the five princes, and I only heard all the civil and military officials leaning over and whispering in unison: "Welcome the emperor back to the palace!" Greetings to the five Highnesses! ”

At the main entrance, on the high steps, a group of women with heads and faces in the harem watched quietly, looking at the gorgeous chariot, and the people who sat in the chariot who thought about themselves day and night couldn't help but start to feel happy in their hearts, and dressed up, and then showed the most perfect smile to greet Emperor Chunyuan.

Just when everyone was waiting with bated breath, the curtain of Emperor Chunyuan's chariot was slowly picked open by a bare hand, and then a transparent white palace-dressed ancient painting fan slowly got out of the car, supporting Emperor Chunyuan to get off the chariot.

How many people's hearts have been touched by that smiling face?

When Concubine Qi and Concubine Yaxian saw that smile, their faces suddenly turned pale, and their long nails painted with beautiful Kodan instantly cut their palms, and blood stained the handkerchief in their hands.

The faces of the two, covered with delicate makeup, gradually turned pale and bloodless.

Why? Why! Why?

At this moment, they were speechless.

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Emperor Chunyuan steadily walked to the highest staircase outside the main gate of Yanghe Palace, overlooking the people kneeling below, and said in a deep voice: "All Aiqing is flat!" ”

"Thank you, Emperor! The emperor is blessed with Jin'an! ”

The mighty team and the deafening cry made the quiet Zhengyangmen Square more serious and cold.

The ancient painting fan stood aside, looked at the people below, and then looked at the king of a country in front of him, a wry smile crossed the corner of his lips, and then disappeared. Once upon a time, she thought that she would never come back, never see everyone here again, but she still embarked on the journey of a palace maid again after making people and going around for so long.

Raising his eyes to look at all the ministers of the DPRK and the central government respectfully and loudly greetings, the brocade clothes, the jade buckles and palace silk, how much darkness and scheming have been poured into every trace of perfection.

And she will also float in the front and back yard without gunpowder.

When Emperor Chunyuan returned to the palace, the first thing he did was to check the government affairs that had fallen in the past few months. Therefore, the Qingxin Hall has been particularly quiet in the past few days, and there is no noise, and everyone does not dare to drive a trace of wind when walking. Except for the ministers named by the emperor to be seen, no one is summoned.

The solemn and solemn Hall of Pure Heart has become a closed space, and everyone is meticulous and meticulous every day.

At first glance, when I returned to my own courtyard and my own room, in addition to emotion, the most I felt was the peace of mind that I had not seen for a long time. Here are her joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and there are little traces of her growth.

The small courtyard is still extremely neat and elegant, and the fragrance in the house is curling, not at all like it has not been lived in for a long time.

Thinking of Fang Cai's fluttering tsundere's little eyes, he looked like he was going to be rewarded, and he couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

The furnishings in the house are the same as at the beginning, but at this moment, her heart is different from the beginning.

The scenery in the Imperial Garden is still delicate and beautiful, the cobblestone path is still quiet, and the butterflies are flying all around, everything is so beautiful that it is unreal.

Today, Emperor Chunyuan has important matters to discuss with the princes, and even Li Xiuwen can only wait outside the imperial study, so they can stay where it is cool! There was nothing to do, she thought about going to see Mu Ya, it had been almost a month since she returned to the palace, and they hadn't seen each other yet.

I don't know if she's in a good mood now?

The emperor has not stayed in the harem recently, and always sleeps in the Qingxin Palace, she is afraid that the concubine who is so unwilling to be lonely will think that Mu Ya has fallen out of favor, and then go to Mu Ya for trouble, but these days of secret observation, she did not find any abnormal behavior. I don't know if they're really honest, or if they're planning something else.

Even though she was fine, she had to go and see it, otherwise she would not be able to feel at ease.

Qingxin Hall is not far from Qianhe Palace, and it will be there in a short time!

Outside the palace, there were still two clever little eunuchs guarding her, and when they saw her coming, their eyes lit up as always.

"Painted fan girl! You're here! One of the little eunuchs grinned.

"Get out of the way! Painting fan girl, please come in, Niangniang has been talking about painting fan girl these days! The other little eunuch pushed the little eunuch away, and reached out to invite the ancient painting fan in.

The little eunuch scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

The ancient painting fan looked at it happily, so he also nodded and strode towards the Qianhe Palace.

The Thousand Lotus Palace is still so clean and elegant, and the fragrance of lotus flowers on the face is refreshing and refreshing.

As soon as I crossed the flower bridge, I saw Mu Ya coming from the inner palace, and her body was still thin.

The ancient painting fan looked at her figure, and only felt that something seemed to be missing, what was missing?

Seeing Mu Ya walking alone, her steps were hurried, and the ancient painting fan suddenly remembered that there was one less screen who was in a hurry to support and chatter! (To be continued.) )