The moonlight is shining, and spring is halfway through. After dark, Los Angeles seems to be very quiet. For many years, the people who lived here were not happy. With the decline of the dynasty, this once famous city in the world seems to have come to the moment of decline.

The rise and fall of a city is related to the fate of many people. Especially a well-deserved city like Los Angeles, whether it is its past glory or the scars of war that have been swept away by the beacon smoke. Everything that happens here is inseparable from everyone. It is precisely because of this that the people living in this royal city are more concerned about the affairs of their families and countries than all the other people in the world. If people from the princes' territories walk on the streets, they will find that the most talked about among the teahouses and restaurants are important matters related to the safety of the society.

In fact, this can also show from another aspect that the royal court of Los Angeles is very relaxed about the people's speech. It seems that as long as you don't curse the Son of Heaven on the street in public, nothing else is taboo. It is also customary to talk loudly and argue loudly.

Especially in the last few years since the end of the Battle of Zhongzhou, Los Angeles has not only gradually returned to calm, but also prospered day by day. The people here were pleasantly surprised to find that the status of the royal city seemed to be re-important in the world. This is not their false speculation, but there is the most direct evidence. With the circulation of commerce, a large area of merchants formed on the banks of the Luo River, and everything that came from it. It's the best proof of that.

There seems to be a steady stream of good things from all over the world. Fine cloth, silk, pearl treasures, pottery, fine wine, delicacies, swords and equipment...... They gather here and disperse to other places. It seems that this is a new business practice, and it seems that there is an invisible hand directing it all behind it. Naturally, the people of Los Angeles have benefited greatly from this. Little by little, their sense of satisfaction and self-confidence is being regained.

It's like on this spring night, before the fixed watch, invite old friends to the tea shop, and invite friends to accompany the restaurant. No matter what kind of person you are, it is a common sight to get together happily and talk about some major events that have happened recently.

Perhaps, the only inconvenient place is the royal city after dark, but it is more strictly managed. The royal palace guards had already issued an order not to allow idle people to enter and leave casually late at night, let alone play in groups. This is a rule left over from the rebellion of the princes in previous years. It is also to ensure the safety of everyone in Los Angeles, so everyone understands and abides. No matter how lively it is at dusk, after the watch, the royal city will be quiet again.

The wide central street faces north from south to north, leading to the end of the Zichen Palace. In order to celebrate the birthday of the Son of Heaven, the place has been cleaned very clean, and the streets and alleys are beginning to be decorated, and a festive atmosphere is gradually showing everywhere. Conventionally, such a major event is generally divided into two parts. Part of the pilgrimage greetings were held in the royal city. The other part of the activities that proclaimed the majesty of the Great Zhou Dynasty will be carried out in the Zhongyue Mountain Palace.

Although now, the Great Zhou Dynasty has no real strength to speak of. Not to mention how much majesty there is. But these liturgical procedures are indispensable at all. For this reason, after the general arrangement in Los Angeles has been suspended, Brother Wang Jimo has been on the side of Zhongyue Mountain for the past few days, organizing people to carry out various preparatory activities.

Unconsciously, the second watch is approaching, the moonlight is like water, and everything is silent. Most of the people of Los Angeles, who had been very excited for several days, went to sleep with hope. They had already heard that King Zhao from the north would enter Los Angeles in the next few days. The news is enough to make people excited. At that time, five years later, when the prince who personally led the army of the King of Qianliqin came to Los Angeles again, what would he bring?

There is no doubt that in a sense, King Zhao, who once saved this royal city, has become the hope of many people. Presumably, when he stepped into the city gates, he would be warmly welcomed by the crowd!

At the end of the long street, the palace is majestic. At this moment, no one would have thought that in the deepest part of the palace complex, the lights were still on, and some people did not rest.

As the most loyal guardians of the royal court, the Blood Shadow Dead and the Praetorian Guards share responsibility for the safety of the palace. And the core of the apse has naturally been closely protected by them all along. There is a shrine that represents the last meaning of the existence of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and there is a dormitory where the Son of Heaven is located. It can be said that it is very important, and there is no slackness.

Wang Jia, the leader of the "Blood Shadow", stood not far away, and had been standing silently for a long time. The rockery hid his figure, and he couldn't see what the expression on his face was. The only thing that could be seen in the moonlight was perhaps his motionless body. And there are more than a hundred shadows scattered around here like him. The reason why they guarded the palace closely tonight and did not let any idle people in the palace get close was because there was a very important meeting in the palace of the Son of Heaven.

As the oldest blood shadow dead soldier with the highest qualifications, Wang Jia is actually in the prime of life. Several scars were added to his face, showing even more resoluteness. And there are many more scars on his body than this. These are the sacrifices he made for the royal family. Either way, he won't regret it. In the midst of those unknown secret strangulations, many of his brothers have died to protect the last peace of the royal city. And the reason why he and the others survived with difficulty was just to carry this breath and want to make a final effort for the Son of Heaven and the royal family.

No one dared or forgotten the blood oath they made back then. A person who has been a royal dead soldier since the time of his ancestors has no life of his own. Everything they have is a gift from the Son of Heaven, and one day, they will have to repay it with their lives!

I don't know how long it was, but the door of the palace was finally pushed open, and the lights flickered. Under the guidance of several attendants, someone came out of it. Wang Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, and his heart was a little surprised. Because, in the dim light, he had already recognized that the two people who were chamberlains who came out of it after the young figure were extraordinary. Maybe only he and a very few people know that this is the "old demon" lurking deep in the social altar!

Ordinary people in the world only saw the decline of the Great Zhou Dynasty. They simply wouldn't have known how such a dynasty with hundreds of years of deep heritage could look as vulnerable as it seems. Perhaps, only when those demons hidden deep in the depths of the water suddenly reveal their grandeur, will they shake the world and be shocked!

However, the years are long, and reincarnation is inevitable. Naturally, there will not be many such old demons. Even Wang Jia couldn't be sure, if they still had three or five? And tonight, when he suddenly saw two of them, he could immediately tell that something big was going to happen.

After thinking about a possibility, an inexplicable uneasiness came to mind, and under the cover of night, the Blood Shadow Leader began to look pale. He didn't even notice that the hand holding the knife was already trembling slightly.

"That's impossible...... I hope it's my own crankiness!"

Wang Jia pinched the mouth of his left palm fiercely to calm himself down. In any case, he didn't want the slightest chance of his speculation coming true. If in case...... That would be a disaster for the dynasty and for everyone!

However, Wang Jia's thoughts only represent himself. A person who wants to take advantage of a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to achieve great things is naturally different from what he thinks. Because, some things have already been decided, and they will not be easily changed.

The person who walked out of the palace under the protection of the two old chamberlains was Gongzi Jiao. He rarely had the opportunity to see the Son of Heaven in the past. And in the past five years, when he left Los Angeles, it was even more impossible to see his father again. And tonight, he finally got what he wanted. A few days after returning to Los Angeles, he was specially summoned by his father and talked with him from noon to the present. And he was given a special meal, and he was given a supper to eat in the palace.

The son, who has lost his mother since he was a teenager, has never been treated like this. He was not very good among the other older royal sons. Although the only son of the last queen, he has not received special treatment over the years. Tonight, obviously, unexpectedly.

However, Gongzi Jiao, who walked down the steps and slowly walked out of the palace, did not have an excited look on his face. On the contrary, in the flickering lights on both sides of the road, his steps seemed very stagnant.

Absolutely no one would have thought that Gongzi Jiao's heart was churning with turbulent waves at this moment. In these few days, he will face the most difficult choice of his life. The oncoming wind blows, carrying the breath of the night. The royal prince took a deep breath, wanting to calm his complicated emotions for a while. It's just that when he heard the slight footsteps following him, his mood became even more sad.

Gongzi didn't know how capable the two old servants who followed him were. Their trembling old bodies seemed to be able to be blown down by a gust of wind. But he didn't dare to despise it at all. Because he knew that the person specially appointed by his father was not an ordinary person. With them by his side to help or monitor him, it will be very difficult for him to do anything against his father's will.

Why did my father insist on this? The reincarnation of the avenue, the change of providence, this is the truth that most people in the world have understood. But...... Alas! ”

remembered every word Ji Yuan had said to him in this afternoon. Childe felt a terrible headache. Those thrilling words, from the weak and old age of the Son of Heaven, who was almost unable to move, calmly spoke, and only reached his ears alone. Childe is extremely sure that if anyone outside knows about it, it will definitely cause chaos!