Today's new emperor's enthronement ceremony, the opening of the capital on the fifteenth, although the time is extremely rushed, but the neighboring local second-rank officials still bring their families into Beijing to congratulate the latest chapter of the ruling. The capital city that is on fire in July is now more lively than the New Year.

Zhao Chengen stood by the window of the west gate of the palace diagonally opposite the building, and his handsome figure melted into the soft light of the night, making him even more depressed and lonely. The ink-colored night outfit set off his white face and slender body. At this time, his thin lips pursed slightly, and the awe-inspiring murderous aura permeated his body.

On the day Lan Yuchen left Beijing, Lan Jin suddenly ordered him to go to a barbaric land for thousands of miles to find strange stones. Although the situation in Xiling at that time made him feel bad, before leaving, he had a strong premonition that Lan Jin had long known that there would be a great change in Xiling, so Lan Jin kept him far away.

But Lan Jin's order he had to obey again.

When he was looking for the natural jade described by Lan Jin in the mountains like a fool, the death guard of the Zhao family sent him the news of the great changes in the capital and the death of Zhao Chengluo and Zhao Chengfei, and he knew that Xiling was about to change.

Ling Li, who did not stop for several days and nights, galloped with the anger and sadness of the waves, and his mind was full of the death guards suing him, Zhao Chengluo and Zhao Chengfei's tragic deaths. He knew that Lan Ting used this murderous method to make the Zhao family's principal, Mrs. Zhao, lose all her senses, and Lan Ting's purpose was to force the Zhao family to fight against the water.

What he didn't dare to speculate about was Lan Jin's thoughts, because he knew that before the decisive battle between the Zhao family and Lan Ting in Yong'en Temple, Lan Jin had gone to Yong'en Temple once, and then, Lan Jin did not go to Jiangnan on order, but secretly left Beijing with Lan Ting's secret guards.

Every word of the Zhao family's dead guard was like thick paper soaked in water, covering his lungs, making him unable to breathe, and he was about to explode.

Galloping all the way, he didn't want to explore what kind of thoughts Lan Jin had when he broke him away, in order to protect him and prevent him from falling into the quagmire of the Zhao family, or he was worried that he would destroy the conspiracy of the Zhao family that he and Lan Ting had teamed up to design, he didn't have time to figure it out, he just wanted to go back to the Zhao family a day earlier to prevent the further development of the tragedy.

But halfway through, when he heard that Lan Jin was injured by the explosion and then disappeared, his mind was blank and his mind was completely confused, he didn't hesitate at all, and immediately turned around and rushed towards Huai'an Lake.

But he never expected that in just two hours, such a tragic change occurred in the Zhao family, even he did not expect that Lan Ting's attack was too ruthless and too fast, and even regardless of the suspicion of plotting to usurp the throne, he killed his father and two uncles, his brother died and was imprisoned on the Jinluan Palace.

Behind him were the only remaining dead guards of the Zhao family, all dressed in night clothes, standing two feet away behind Zhao Chengen, staring at the little candle on the table, waiting for the night to come.

"The palace must be strictly defended tonight, and when you fight against the Lanting Secret Guard, you must remember to learn from each other's strengths, in mutual cooperation, you are not their opponents, but when it comes to fighting alone, you are above them. Therefore, you must disperse them, and you can hold on as long as you can, and I will only need half an hour. "Lanting's dark guard has not been formed for a long time, and the overall attack power of the dark guard cannot be compared to the Zhao family's dead guard.

The men of the Zhao family are all imprisoned on death row in the Criminal Prosecution Division, and with his current manpower, he can't rob the death row of the Criminal Prosecution Division.

And the women and children of the Zhao family who are imprisoned in the Dali Temple Prison cannot be taken away at present, fortunately, they are not in danger of their lives at present, and what he cares about is his favorite little seventeen, who was imprisoned alone in the inner courtyard of the palace.

When the night is dull, the Chengyi Hall in the palace is lit up with lights and is very lively, and the northwest corner of the palace is deserted into darkness, it seems that even the heavens cooperate with their actions, and the moon is quietly hidden behind the heavy clouds.

Zhao Chengen was born in Longwei, and was the crown prince Taibao, who grew up in the palace compound with Lanling. Therefore, he was naturally extremely familiar with the imperial palace, and by the faint starlight, he walked through the apse, bypassed the imperial garden, and came to a courtyard near the cold palace.

He quietly rested behind a rockery, and after the palace guards noticed the abnormality around him and entangled with his Zhao family's dead guards, he entered the deserted courtyard like a ghost.

Zhao Chengen tried his best to get closer to a small house in the middle courtyard along the shadow of the corner, in the window paper of the small house, there was a small figure, he just approached the wooden door and was about to push it open, when he heard the sound of the wind behind him, his face changed greatly, and he didn't wait for the thought to turn around, and subconsciously swept his body and avoided to the side.

"Zhao Chengen, don't come unharmed!" There was a low voice behind him, and his tone was slightly icy.

Zhao Chengen's body moved extremely fast, his body was still still, and his clothes were still flying. He had already turned to stare at the person behind him, and said coldly and sarcastically: "Wei Yang, your hands are already stained with the blood of the Zhao family, why is it not enough?" Even Little Seventeen won't let go? ”

"The Zhao family committed a rebellion, and they are innocent!" Wei Yang flipped his hand, and instantly added a sword in his hand, his eyes were bright, and his vision was brave and firm, like an ancient well and a cold pool.

Zhao Chengen was defeated by Wei Yang in half a move, and lost the martial champion, these years, he has been secretly studying Wei Yang's martial arts routines, and he has long figured out that Wei Yang and Lanting Secret Guard's martial arts routines belong to the same way, he has tried to use Wei Yang several times to find the training camp of Lanting Secret Guard, but to no avail.

"Little Seventeen, she is your dear cousin, although she has the blood of the Zhao family on her body, she is cleaner than anyone in the Zhao family, she has not grown up in the Zhao family since she was a child, even if the Zhao family rebels, it has nothing to do with her. Wei Yang, you let her live, after I send her out of Xiling, I will come back and let you deal with it! "Zhao Chengen actually knows in his heart that the Zhao family owes the Wei family, and he can't blame Wei Yang for hating the Zhao family so much, but no matter how much he hates, he won't hurt the innocent!

"If you can pass a hundred tricks in my hand, I will let you go!" The corners of Wei Yang's mouth twitched, his voice was full of confidence, as if he was sure that he would choose to duel with him, he smiled brightly, looking at Zhao Chengen's peach blossom eyes were full of flamboyant provocation, he naturally didn't want to tell Zhao Chengen, Lan Ting promised Mrs. Zhao to let Zhao Seventeen go, and for Zhao Chengen, when Lan Ting cooperated with Lan Jin, he also promised to let Zhao Chengen live.

He came to intercept tonight, just to compete with Zhao Chengluo again, so that the Zhao family could understand that even if the Zhao family took away a piece of the Wei family, he Wei Yang would still one day trample the Zhao family under his feet.

The only thing he is grateful for in this life is Lan Ting, when his great-grandfather died, the art of war belonging to the Wei family was occupied by Mrs. Zhao, on the grounds that he was young and ignorant. At that time, he didn't know how to fight back, and he would only use his fists to declare that he was a little demon king who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and even the prince was beaten by his fists.

It was Lan Ting who broke his hands and feet, making him soberly aware that if he wanted to get back a qiē, it was useless to rely on a person's fist.

Zhao Chengen didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, he slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist, the haze at the bottom of his eyes was thick, and his whole body was shrouded in a rolling and tumbling murderous aura, like a dark cloudy sky, and lightning and thunder were about to roar in an instant.

In the face of such a domineering and murderous aura, Wei Yang's body was steady, and his eyes were motionless.

Zhao Chengen's right hand was raised slightly, rolling up the silver light, and with a sonorous sound, the long sword rose like a dragon rising into the abyss, breaking through the air, and a sparkling blue sword qi stabbed towards Wei Yang's chest.

"There is progress—" Wei Yang exclaimed, his body spun extremely quickly, his sleeves bulging, and his sword body was filled with true qi.

With a "bang", the two swords collided, and a little cold star shone in the night.

Zhao Qiqi heard movement outside in the house, and her heart beat rapidly, for several days, this was the only sound she heard. She didn't dare to open the window, but secretly poked the silk veil off the window with scissors, and secretly watched what was happening outside through the crack.

By the faint moonlight, she immediately recognized that the man in black was her brother Zhao Chengen, and the other military attaché's court uniform in purple, she recognized it as his cousin Wei Yang.

With a low whimper, she rushed to the door.

Outside the courtyard, Zhao Chengen and Wei Yang had already made three moves, and the two exchanged positions and stood still.

"Brother, cousin, are you here to save Little Seventeen?" Zhao Qiqi opened the door crying and laughing, and rushed out, the tears on her face were not dry, and she didn't know the danger, she rushed directly towards the place where the two were fighting, her breathing was hot and short, and she cried and asked as she ran, "Why are you fighting?" ”

The two of them quickly withdrew their swords at the same time, but Rao was like this, Zhao Qiqi was still scraped by the sword qi, and a strip was scraped on his arm, and he quickly bleed.

"Seventeen ......" Zhao Chengen exclaimed, threw his sword and rushed over, and asked quickly, "Where is Little Seventeen injured!" ”

"Big brother, you're finally back, a lot of things have happened in the house......" Zhao Qiqi's breathing was tight, her voice was clear, she didn't care about the pain in her arm, she stepped forward and hugged Zhao Chengen, and threw herself into the arms of her relatives like an injured little beast, "Big brother, I dream of you every day......"

She was imprisoned alone in this deep palace cold courtyard, except for a mute palace person who sent her three meals on time every day, she didn't even have a chance to speak, she wanted to know how the Zhao family was doing now.

Zhao Chengen gently patted Zhao Seventeen's back for a while, and after letting her love stabilize a little, Fang gently pushed away the sister in his arms, and said softly and comfortingly, "Little Seventeen, don't be afraid, let the eldest brother see your injuries!" Zhao Chengen rolled up Zhao Seventeen's sleeve and saw a two-inch-long wound open on the snow-white jade arm, and blood was trickling out.

Wei Yang took a step back and looked at the brother and sister coldly.

"Big brother, this is not a dream......" Zhao Qiqi took a hard breath, the night air was very clear, and there was still the smell of grass. She heard Zhao Chengen's voice clearly in her ears.

Zhao Chengen has always been the strongest in her heart, the omnipotent eldest brother is finally going to take her out of here, she cried with joy, and complained aggrieved and sad, "Seventeen dreams of big brother coming to save me every day, but when I wake up, Seventeen still can't get out of this yard......"

On that day, she and Master sat down and wanted to leave the capital immediately, but before they left the city, they were detained, and she was imprisoned here alone, and she couldn't wait to know, her voice was so urgent, as if she wanted to catch the life that was about to be lost, "Master? Master, how is he doing now? And Zhihua, why do they want to separate us all......" She woke up suddenly, remembering that when she was forced to separate, Master whispered in her ear, "Don't say anything about Master's soul swap Ambiguous City: The latest chapter of Lonely Love!" ”

She immediately changed her words and asked cautiously, "What about the fifth brother?" Where was the fifth brother imprisoned? ”

Although Wei Yang was separated from a considerable distance, his cultivation was high, and he still heard Zhao Qiqi ask about Yijing, although he felt a little weird, his eyebrows were slightly raised, but he couldn't hear anything wrong.

"Big brother, what about Dad and Mom? Did your father ask you to pick up Little Seventeen? Zhao Qiqi noticed Zhao Chengen's dress in a night suit, she shivered smartly, and unconsciously looked at Wei Yang in the distance, but he was dressed in a military uniform, the corners of her eyes shrank sharply, and she suddenly understood something.

"I know, something happened to the Zhao family, and Master's words have come true......" Zhao Qiqi covered her face a little uncontrollably, her heart shattered like an ice cellar, and turned into two lines of tears falling from her fingers, her whole body shrunk and trembled. Remember, on the carriage, the master told her that if she couldn't reverse a qiē, then the Zhao family would be wiped out by Lan Ting.

"Little Seventeen, don't be afraid, there is a big brother!" Zhao Chengen's face was like frost, but the corners of his mouth reluctantly smiled at Zhao Qiqi. He tore open his robe and tied up the wound on Zhao Seventeen's arm, he didn't answer Zhao Seventeen's question, if he sued Zhao Seventeen now, the Zhao family had been destroyed, Zhao Seventeen would definitely not be able to hold back his feelings, and at that time he would attract more secret guards, then none of them would want to leave.

He took Zhao Seventeen's hand, walked to Wei Yang's side, knelt on his knees, and when he raised his head, a smile slowly bloomed on his face inch by inch, his eyebrows were stretched, and even the tips of his eyebrows were a thin smile, "Wei Yang, I want to take Seventeen Er away, are you willing to say a word!" Zhao Chengen clearly knew that if Wei Yang refused, it would not be difficult for him to leave, but he would not be able to break out of the encirclement with Zhao Qiqi.

"Cousin, you sue sù seventeen, father and mother...... Why, everyone is a family......" She wiped away her tears, she didn't want the tears to blur her vision all the time, she tried her best to calm her feelings, let herself calm down, her voice was extremely slow, the crystal light in her eyes was shining, one word at a glance, "Fifth brother, he...... Did you also take it? ”

Seventeen is not a fool, what happened tonight, no matter how slow it is, she can hear it, her brother wanted to take her out of here, but her cousin stopped her, so to speak, it was Wei Yang who took the lead in arresting her here, no wonder the eldest brother and cousin are fighting here.

Wei Yang glanced at Zhao Qiqi under the moonlight, but in a few days, her entire chin was pointed, she looked at him with a pair of smart big eyes and a little dazed, under the evening breeze, her clothes fluttered, her skirt was flying, and her face was pale like a ghost, like a ghost.

"Zhao Chuanming's three brothers, Jin Luan, want to assassinate King Ning, the three brothers have been subdued on the spot, the new emperor has issued an order, and the three clans of Zhao Mansion should be punished." Wei Yang smiled coldly, although he was answering Zhao Qiqi, but his eyes were sneering, spurring Zhao Chengen.

"The new emperor? Hehe, that means that King Ning has ascended the throne...... Why, do you want to ...... me like this" Zhao Qiqi almost muttered to herself, her body shook, and sure enough, as if she had exhausted all her despair, like the last moment of blooming before the rue flower withered, it was so beautiful that people were overwhelmed, if she could, she would rather choose to die and disperse with the wind.

But no, Master told her that she was the only pivotal twist to reverse this qiē.

She doesn't even have the right to die!

Zhao Chengen looked at his sister who was so sad, his eyes were as dark as night, he sighed deeply, and slashed at Zhao Seventeen's back with his backhand, and Zhao Seventeen should faint in Zhao Chengen's hands.

Since Wei Yang remained silent, Zhao Chengen expected that he acquiesced to him and left with Zhao Qiqi.

Zhao Chengen picked up his sister on his back, jumped out of the wall with a slight jump, and soon disappeared into the night.

Zhao Chengen's familiarity with the capital was naturally different from that of Yijing, and he left the capital with the unconscious Zhao Qiqi very smoothly.

Now that the capital is completely under the control of Lanting, the most chaotic situation should be in Huai'an Lake, so he issued an order that made the Zhao family puzzled and took a shortcut to enter Huainan.

First, the dragon guards here obey Yu Lan's orders, and in the absence of Lan Yujian's whereabouts, the hundreds of dragon guards led by Qi Yin will not obey Yu Ning's orders, so King Ning's people can't do anything here for the time being.

Second, he also wants to find Lan Jin's whereabouts.

The Zhao family is a century-old family in Xiling, and naturally has its own secret place in Huai'an Lake.

He was very good at his work, and he came and went freely, and when he left the painting boat near morning, his mind was very confused, but he still found nothing.

In the painting boat, Feng Nantian looked at Zhao Chengen's figure disappearing into the night from the glass mirror, the corners of his mouth pursed and bent deeply, and looked at Zhao Seventeen who was sleeping on the ground......

In the capital, the gate of King Ning's Mansion, the lantern festival is colorful, hundreds of officials kneel to greet both sides, Lanting is wearing a big red wedding robe, and a big red ribbon is tied on the chest waiting for the bride to appear.

At the end of the day, Shui Yu appeared with a bride on her back, and Shui Yue beside her was holding a big red wedding robe, with a neckline and cuffs embroidered with auspicious clouds and golden toad patterns, and gold wire piping. The small golden crown on his head is shining, and a pair of glass eyes are more and more brilliant.

Today, the little guy knows that it is a big day for his mother, he is not naughty at all, his face is focused, although he is young, he has a bit of a calm and resolute atmosphere.

Lanting waited for Shen Qian to get infected with the phoenix, and then got on the mount.

From King Ning's Mansion to the Imperial Palace, less than a mile away, nearly 10,000 forbidden soldiers of the Imperial City stood on both sides, all holding swords at their waists, and wearing red festive embroidered ribbons on their chests to move in the wind.

The crowds of people on both sides crowded at both ends of the street, watching the emperor who had never met for a thousand years marry the queen with folk gifts.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the greeting arrived at the gate of the palace.

On the vermilion palace gate, the gold rings on both sides are knotted with big red colored balls, and the warm wind blows, swaying.

The palace door is wide open, lingering, only to see a red carpet in the middle of the blue and white jade brick ground stretching out of reach, the palace eaves in the distance are like hooks, the colorful waves of colorful glass, and the golden brilliance is full of lights.

"The newcomer gets off the sedan chair!" The ceremonial official knelt on the red carpet at the entrance of the palace with a gold book in his hand, and at the moment when the emperor dismounted, a loud voice sounded.

The guard of honor travels through the clouds, accompanied by the sound of bells and drums, the top of the phoenix chariot is carved with a colorful golden phoenix coming slowly, a golden wind is like a circle around the clouds, and the four ends of the sedan chair top are knotted with the hydrangea of the big red gold-winged phoenix.

Hundreds of palace maids in pink clothes accompanied by Feng Yuan on both sides of the phoenix, each holding a basket of flowers, sprinkled with fragrance all the way.

The chariot slowly stopped at the gate of the palace, and the Son of Heaven slowly walked towards the phoenix in a red robe.

On both sides of the palace gate, thousands of Praetorian Guards roared out with their swords, clapping their swords on the hilt of their swords, and roaring in unison.

Behind the Son of Heaven, dozens of Praetorian Guards close to him, wearing red festive embroidery belts, bowed down and followed the Son of Heaven to the chariot, the Son of Heaven waved his hand to stop the forbidden army from waiting for the action, personally unveiled the phoenix curtain tent, and led a woman with a phoenix robe embroidered and a red scarf covered with a red scarf walked out slowly.

In the kneeling greeting of the hundred officials, the Son of Heaven did not still salute but picked up the bride in the air, walked through the layers of palace gates, and slowly walked towards the Chengyi Hall of the Son of Heaven's residence.

In the large-scale palace music, at the gate of the palace of righteousness, the Son of Heaven gently put down the newlyweds in his arms, led her through the brazier, and then hugged her into the hall.

In the congratulatory message of the ceremonial official, the emperor and queen performed the gift of heaven and earth. Finally, back to the palace, the Son of Heaven took off the newlyweds' hijab, the two sat on the dragon collapse, and the palace maid held the children and grandchildren's dumplings, invited the newlyweds to eat, and the two drank the wine together.

At noon, the celebration of the enthronement of the emperor and the canonization of the queen began.

The two emperors and queens first sacrificed to the sky, and then worshiped the previous emperors.

Finally, in the sound of drums, the emperor and queen held hands and slowly walked to the high platform of the Jinluan Hall to accept the worship of hundreds of officials.

During the unitary period, the emperor and queen climbed the three-story platform of the palace gate to watch the fireworks of the prosperous era with the people.

The emperor lit the firecrackers with his own hands, and the "bang" pierced the darkness of the sky, and in an instant, colorful fireworks were emitted all over the capital at the same time, and the stars sparked in the sky, and under the purple sky, the purple and red opened all over the orange sky. With the cheers of the people, the fire bush silver flowers shine on the first festive smiling face.

"Dye'er, are you tired?" Lan Ting turned his head to look at the beauty beside him, it happened that the sky suddenly brightened, the beauty smiled and looked up at the sky, he clearly saw the tears in the corners of her eyes, the big red robe fluttered in the wind, the nine-tailed phoenix was especially dazzling under the fireworks, his smile froze at the corner of his mouth, his face turned blue, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

How similar this scene is, it seems that in a dream, in the snowy night, Shen Qianran was also wearing a phoenix robe, standing on the high city tower with her and watching the fireworks of the prosperous world-

His heart suddenly beat hard, instinctively looking ahead, the city gate was crowded with people, cheers resounded through the sky, his heart calmed down a little, fortunately, there was no dream of the "Anping Bridge", and there was no child who put the lamp of peace.

"Not tired!" Shen Qianran turned his head to look at him, and saw that Lan Ting's face was different, so he didn't feel worried and asked, "You don't have a good face, are you too tired?" After she got off the phoenix chariot in the morning, starting from the gate of the palace, he carried her to the Chengyi Palace, and walked slowly step by step, holding her for more than half an hour.

The ceremony has just been completed, and it is the emperor and queen's ceremony, although he is busy with the ceremony, but he has always been worried that she will not be able to bear it, and when he hugged her waist, he exerted his strength, almost holding her half in his arms.

On this way to the city gate, when he encountered steps or ascending, he hugged her, and at the end of the day, she actually didn't even have a chance to stand.

"Silly girl, where can I be tired, I'm too nervous!" He chuckled, put his arms around her waist, and pressed her tightly into his arms.

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