At night, the prosperous and temporarily resting Chaohuang City in the southern Chunyue land, the magnificent and quiet palace, the southeast of the palace, on the wide road paved with carved phoenix pattern masonry, a Lingyun bun is decorated with gold and jade ornaments, the makeup is gorgeous, the posture is graceful, and the county lord Yu Shufei wearing a red and gold phoenix skirt walks gracefully and elegantly.

On both sides of the road, there are pieces of sycamores that have grown for hundreds of years, their torsos are thick and tall, and the lush canopies are connected, covering the top of the road, and their posture is vigorous and clumsy, like an ancient war spirit standing and guarding.

The road is dim, it is the simple and ancient stone lamps arranged in an orderly manner on both sides of the road, emitting a faint and deep firelight, illuminating the road ahead and the shadow of the strong Gaoyu, illuminating the phoenix flying on the masonry road with different postures, and illuminating the beautiful and calm face of Yu Shufei.

She stopped, looked up slightly, and saw a wall of doors in front of her, and then walked forward again.

This is a majestic palace gate. She clearly understood, and did not look at the various components of this palace gate. The golden glazed tile roof, the huge red and green glazed bucket arch under the eaves, the white jade seat under the vermilion wall, and the heavy vermilion lacquer door, the left and right are printed with gold powder painting with two phoenixes looking at each other with wings. If it is daytime, the glazed palace gate under the sunlight will shine with colorful brilliance.

At this moment, the palace door seemed to be open for her.

She stepped into the door without taking it lightly. The surroundings are open. Stone lamps stretch. The road is straight and meets the Yudai River, which is brought in from the lake and surrounds this palace, and nine arched stone bridges emerge from the river.

Yu Shufei walked slowly to the most central one without hesitation, and on both sides of her, the short pillars carved with flying phoenixes on the white jade guardrail looked at each other.

After getting off the bridge, another palace gate built high from the ground, the top of the palace with golden glazed tiles on the door extends more widely to the surroundings, and the glazed bucket arch under the eaves and the white jade stone seat under the wall are also more huge, as if more majestic and magnificent than the palace gate just now.

Yu Shufei looked up, but her gentle steps did not stop, she passed by several vermilion lacquer halberd racks standing on both sides of the palace gate, and there were more than 100 tall silver and red rod gold halberds inserted on the shelf, symbolizing the majesty of more than 100 royal warriors, guarding the holy land of this royal clan.

Walking through this door, the real palace stands majestically in front of an empty court.

Yu Shufei flew over, still the same stride as before, solemn but not humble, graceful but not arrogant, as if she was not walking alone, but on both sides stood full of people who looked at her because of her light, no, even without these people, Yu Shufei also walked like this, towards the place of glory she deserved.

Yu Shufei is the princess, she is not a princess, and she has not been able to become a queen like her sister Yu Shujingyao, a few times she came here with the clan to pay tribute, and she was not blessed with any glory, and no one would pay attention to her at all.

But Yu Shufei is familiar with this place. When she was a child, every time she was curious and awe-inspiring, silently observed every component and every furnishing here, and later, she would occasionally walk alone between this solemnity and magnificence in the dark and unmanned night, to observe the golden statues of the first king and princess of Chunyue standing on the throne of the carved phoenix god in the main hall, and peruse the golden tablets of a pair of golden characters in the tall shrine set up behind their golden statues.

Yu Shufei could feel that there was an indescribable but real connection between her and the ancestors of the clan who had the glory of the world, not only the inheritance of blood, but also the transmission of spirit, she could sometimes feel them whispering in a deep voice, they sighed, they mourned, they summoned her, whispered in her ear.

Yonglu is the central axis, stretches straight to the main hall, between the open courtyards on both sides of the Yonglu, there are several huge gold and bronze furnaces, and then in the matching hall on both sides, one side enshrines the meritorious royal family relatives, and the other side enshrines the ministers of high merit with different surnames in the past dynasties.

Yu Shufei did not look sideways, nor did he stop, still stepping on the foundation of the main hall with elegant and solid steps. The white jade pedestal that surrounds the whole hall climbs the steps, the fence has three layers, and the pedestal fence and the stone road are carved with phoenix patterns, dragon patterns and rui beast patterns. At this time, Yu Shufei glanced up, and there was a plaque with the golden words "Wang Ancestral Hall" hanging high under the eaves, and she stepped into the main hall.

In the huge palace, even if there are not many lights, you can still feel the original splendour. Dozens of tall straight and rough vermilion lacquer gold silk nanmu stretch and stand up the top of the hall high, under the top of the high standing in front of the shrines of the golden tablet, the noble and majestic golden statues of the ancestors stand vividly on the god seat of the carved phoenix, the ground is paved with golden bricks, the top beam and the high pillar are all pasted with red gold ornamentation, the incense burner curls all day long, and the hall is always fragrant and elegant.

Yu Shufei walked past the golden statues, she looked up at the golden statues sideways, did not stop, and walked slowly towards the long side of the hall.

The first kings were majestic and deep, and the princesses were graceful and magnificent, and they looked at her. In the center of this hall, on both sides of the golden statue of Chunyue Yushu Gaozu, who ruled the nine lands with the Li family's ancestors, enshrine the positions of the previous kings and princesses of the following generations. If you go back from the main hall, in the same huge apse connected to this hall, it is enshrined the heir of the phoenix who was founded in the nine places with Emperor Xuanyuan and the people to conquer ghosts and strange beasts, and many previous kings and princesses after him.

Yu Shufei seemed to hear something, in the main hall, faintly, intermittently, from a certain place soft waves out, like a whimper, like a sob.

She looked ahead, and sure enough, she saw the figure. She uttered those mournful voices, but they were slightly small in the vast hall, like small ripples that reverberated through the hall.

She slowly walked behind her and stood silently.

Like her, she wore a high bun decorated with gold and jade ornaments, and wore a more luxurious Xuan-colored dress with golden patterns of dragons and phoenixes, which was the most noble dress in the land of Chunyue.

But on the head of the person in front of her, the bun covered by the ornaments was obviously gray, her back was a little rickety, she was clearly a poor old man who was already old and twilight, sad but difficult to change for what was in front of her, her old figure and this gorgeous dress on her body seemed really inappropriate.

Since Yu Shufei stood behind her, she was silent. She stood silently and wearily like a crumbling statue in front of the golden statue of her deceased husband, and in front of the shrine next to her deceased husband stood their deceased son and daughter-in-law, the previous king and princess. Perhaps in the near future, she will become another golden statue, standing beside the former king in this hall, and continue to be worshiped and worshiped by the world, but perhaps with the decline of the royal family, there is no longer the glory of the past, and it will be washed away and destroyed here by the turbulent tide of cruel history.

"Mother. Yu Shufei looked at her back for a long time, and couldn't bear it for a while, so she called her softly, she didn't call her "mother" according to the orthodox name.

Her mother still stood still, paused for a long time, then slowly turned to look at her.

Chunyue's eyes were both familiar and unfamiliar. The originally fierce red eyes in those moist eyes were dark at this time, revealing deep sadness and powerlessness.

"Mother passed me?" asked Yu Shufei softly.

"Daughter," her voice was hoarse and weak, "the glory of the Yushu Shrine is being diminished day by day, do you hear the disappointment and reproach of the kings of the past?"

"Mother, the heroic ancestors will definitely be able to protect us and make the glory of the Yushu clan last. Yu Shufei said indifferently and comfortingly.

Her comfort didn't work in the slightest, her mother still looked at her with gloomy eyes, and Yu Shufei found that her mother didn't actually have her at all in her eyes, she was just facing her, her eyes scattered, and she was immersed in her grief and guilt in distraction.

Her gaze gradually narrowed a little, and she looked at Yu Shufei, and the old cheeks were wrinkled deeper with a little disdain for her words, and said: "My daughter, if you are a man who inherits the heroic blood of the previous kings, why should we rely on the protection of the first king at this time to fulfill our due responsibilities, continue our due glory, and let them be disappointed and decline because of our weakness and incompetence after death." It was my fault that I could not serve your father and take care of your brother properly, and I could not prevent trouble before it happened, so that now they are gone, and the traitors are in charge. ”

Yu Shufei's red eyes looked at her calmly, and inadvertently pulled up the corners of her mouth on both sides, "The mother concubine has worked hard for Chunyue, and the world can learn from it." As for the current situation, although my king is young, he is inherited by the royal bloodline, and there is a group of filial piety ministers. ”

Li Xuan's expression was still indifferent, he shook his head at her, and said bluntly: "Daughter, looking at your eyes, I know that you don't think so in your heart, you still hate us." ”

Yu Shufei kept the corners of his mouth slightly and did not respond.

"Your father, and I, do prefer your poor sister. She finally spoke, "Your sister Jing Yao is well-behaved and docile, and can read the general situation. Although we were worried about marriage for a while, we know that she is our beloved daughter after all, the eldest daughter of King Chunyue, and she will still follow the original path and become the queen of the dynasty. She is such a beautiful and quiet daughter, willing to wronged herself and obedient to her parents and the great cause of the clan. ”

"So she died. Yu Shufei put away his smile and said calmly.

Li Xuan couldn't help but pause for a moment, and then said in a slightly trembling voice: "Even if we die, we are still glorified because of her." And you, my other daughter, are just as beautiful, but you are always restless. You are jealous of your sister, you always have to compare yourself with her, obsessed with what you want from her, and if you don't get it, you will be dissatisfied, and you will hold a grudge in your heart. We are often upset about you and even ashamed of your greed. Everyone has their own destiny, daughter, you are the county lord of Chunyue, your clan bloodline has given you an outstanding status, a noble soul, and a world-famous face, you have such a pair of red eyes that can take people's hearts and are supreme in the nine places, you have such a smart and sensitive mind, what is there to be dissatisfied with? Why do you compare yourself with your sister everywhere and resent us for it? Why do you associate with traitorous ministers, have frequent contacts, and behave intimately? Do you always think that it is all our fault?"

"You, naturally, will not give up your dignity, will not admit that you are wrong, even if the glory of the royal family will be annihilated at this moment, even if your proud daughter loses her life, it will not. Yu Shufei's face became more and more indifferent, and he slowly responded to her.

She couldn't help but tremble slightly when she saw the figure of her mother in front of her, and the red eyes that were still dim and scattered at the right time shallow condensed the light at this moment. The light quickly scorched, firmly stabbing Yu Shufei. Under the gorgeous clothes, her back was straight, and her wrinkled cheeks showed a threatening and intimidating look, and it was clear that she was the Princess Chunyue who was resolute and resolute, exuding supreme glory, and was admired and worshipped without the slightest doubt and disrespect.

"Very well, my daughter," said the Princess, keeping her majesty, slowly but surely, "and today our mother and daughter are frank with each other. Now that the matter has come to this, I have no better way, and you, bent on proving my mistake and proving that you can glorify the clan," she said, reaching into her wide sleeve with one hand, slowly pulling out an object that shone with cold light, raising her hand and throwing it to the ground, the cold light drew an arc that fell to the ground, and then there was a light sharp sound of metal falling to the ground, and it slid straight to Yu Shufei's feet, "Take it, kill him!"

Yu Shufei looked down at the dagger under his feet, the slender handle of the dagger was as thin as flawless ink, and the blade on the handle was as thin as a long needle, but there was a layer of cold blue light, and the sound of slamming the ground showed that it was extremely light, but the tragic light was enough to show the power of its throat sealing. "Kill him?" Yu Shufei couldn't help but repeat this sentence.

"Yes, kill him. Li Xuan almost gritted his teeth, "Yu Shufei, in this palace of the royal ancestral hall, in front of your ancestors and ancestors, make your promise, kill him, and let the rebels disappear completely." You don't shy away from getting close to him, so it's nothing more than getting close to him one more time, even if you still use your body to seduce him, and then give him a knife and completely end him. In that way, you will be enough to prove us very wrong, enough to prove to our ancestors and ancestors that you are the hope and glory of the Yu Shu clan!" At this moment, Li Xuan was like an enraged trapped beast who was still fighting, his voice was high-pitched and passionate, and his face was so majestic that Yu Shufei couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body.

Yu Shufei didn't speak, she tried to restrain herself from looking at her angry mother in front of her, and then looked down at the dagger at her feet. A smile appeared on her lowered face again, bitter and mocking, and the smile gradually blossomed so unbridled that her shoulders trembled with laughter. She crouched down and picked up the dagger, stood up, looked into her mother's eyes with a smile on her face, and then turned without saying a word and walked back the way she had come.

"Kill him!" Behind her, the old and mournful roar came like rippling ripples.

"Kill him, kill him, kill him......" she seemed to hear all the kings and princesses beside her.

She smiled, looked ahead, neither light nor heavy, not in a hurry, like the length of her stride when she came, like countless people looking at her, and no matter whether anyone was paying attention to her or not, just walking her own way, the road of glory that belongs to her.