Thunder on the ground!

I often hear people say this, but if you want to say who has actually seen it, then I am afraid it is very difficult to find.

But at this moment, around the Ming Palace, all the people who were watching the carriage were almost without exception, their eyes were wide open, and the shock and surprise that they couldn't stop were flooding.

Princess!

This time it will be Princess Ming, the daughter of the Lin family who has defected to the dynasty, Lin Suyin!

No matter who was there, they were definitely not mentally prepared in advance.

How could it be her?

How could she have appeared so suddenly?

It is no exaggeration to say that in today's troubled times, the sudden appearance of Princess Ming has brought people a shock to their hearts and even far more than King Ming himself!

Just because the princess is not only a princess, she may also be the most sensitive symbol that can set off a wave of national fortunes in this troubled world!

"Greetings!"

It was difficult for everyone to suppress the shock that suddenly hit their hearts, but the respectful and short voice echoed so clearly in everyone's ears that they had to force their minds to stabilize their minds in the thunderous shock of their hearts, and their eyes were fixed on the carriage that was always quiet.

The eerie tranquility of the scene made people feel like they were not in the world.

Even the horse under the general's ass seemed to sense the strangeness of the atmosphere, and the strong sense of oppression made it panic, but it didn't dare to shake its head and tail again, and a pair of huge round eyes stared at the carriage like everyone else.

The wind blew, the afternoon sun shone obliquely, Lu Xunyi and the others bowed down to face the carriage and did not dare to get up, but there was no movement in the carriage for a long time.

Maybe the waiting time is not long, but at this moment, people seem to have been suffering for a century.

"!" Under everyone's eyes, no one appeared in the car, and Ah Jiu, who was standing on the side of the carriage, could no longer hide the nervousness in his eyes.

His hand trembled slightly in his sleeve, but he didn't dare to open the carriage door easily, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and whispered to the carriage for instructions.

Du Weiwei's eyes were bright and elegant, and she glanced at Lin Suyin, who had silky hair and white veil next to her.

But I saw that Lin Suyin didn't seem to feel the tension of the atmosphere outside, and lowered her eyes slightly, as if she was independent of the world.

Du Weiwei looked away, she didn't make a sound, she didn't make any movements, just waited quietly.

She didn't say anything, she shouldn't have said it, and she didn't want to say it.

This is the family affair of the Ming Palace, and it is also Lin Suyin's own business, and she has no leisure to meddle in other people's affairs now.

Being in contact with the Ming Wangfu does not mean that she needs to share her worries for the Ming Wangfu, she does not feel that she has this qualification, nor does she feel that she needs to be lowly to the following people, and take the initiative to befriend the Ming Wang.

is not as noble as King Ming, nor is she as noble as Lin Suyin, but Mr. Du, who has been in the pearl for many years, is not lacking in arrogance.

There seemed to be a light sigh, but there seemed to be none, but Mr. Du looked back again, just in time to see Lin Suyin looking up, those quiet and thoughtful eyes were complex and exclamating.

Lin Suyin tilted her eyes slightly, looked at Mr. Du, and a smile seemed to float on her face covered with white veil, and she said softly: "Senior sister, if you can be as free as you, how good it would be......"

Mr. Du looked slightly stunned, his eyes were stunned, but before he could respond, Lin Suyin had already turned his eyes to look at the car door: "Get out of the car!" ”

Ah Jiu, who was waiting outside the carriage, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the hand that had been trembling slightly opened the carriage door.

The next moment, Lin Suyin, who was dressed in white and covered her face with a light veil, walked out of the carriage and stood in front of the world.

The wind blows, her hair flutters, her skirt flutters, and she receives the attention of the whole world.

In the silence, her bright eyes turned slightly, looking at everything familiar and unfamiliar, and finally froze in the Ming Palace, I don't know whether it was difficult or calmly took steps.

Time seems to have stopped turning.

Her figure, whether familiar or unfamiliar, disappeared within the high walls of the Ming Palace, accompanied by the breeze and the sun.

"Bang!"

The sound of the gate of the Ming Palace's palace closing, like a drum hammer, sounded in everyone's ears, making everyone wake up.

Then, the general shouted, "Drive!" Like the wind and passing away.

Then, the whole long street boiled, and the crowd rushed to run.

In the end, everything was as quiet as usual, as if a feast had ended, but in fact, the turmoil had just begun.

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"What" Emperor Dingwu stood up, the teacup in his hand overflowed, and on that majestic face, it was instantly difficult to distinguish the color, his eyes stared at the servant who came to report, and the cold in his voice was shocking: "You say it again, who is it?" ”

The waiter knelt on the ground with a "poof", and his voice trembled: "Yes, it's Ming, Princess Ming......"

"Boom! Syllable! ”

The teacup in Dingwu's hand smashed accurately on the head of the servant in the ground, shattering in an instant.

Blood and tea stains spread from the inner servant's hair.

The waiter endured the pain of the blood flow and the hot tea, and fell to the ground trembling, not daring to make a sound.

The other attendants around have long been unable to afford to fall to the ground.

The emperor is angry, the mountains and rivers are broken, who dares to look up at the ugly picture of the emperor's anger at this time?

The irrepressible heavy breathing fluctuated in the palace, Emperor Dingwu's face was terrifying, and the breath rippling from the corners of his mouth and the tip of his nose seemed to be carrying iron and blood, ready to cut a sea of blood at any time.

I don't know how long it has been, and a slightly hoarse "roll" word came.

The attendants hurriedly used their hands and feet together and withdrew from the temple.

Emperor Dingwu lowered his head, his chest rose and fell violently, and suddenly, he overturned the table, and with a bang, all kinds of things on the table rolled down everywhere.

Then he lifted his foot again and kicked over the chair, but the anger on his face did not stop.

"Your Majesty, rest your anger!" At this moment, an old and calm voice suddenly sounded.

The voice was far away, but it seemed to only sound in the ears of Emperor Dingwu.

Dingwu looked up, and saw that the old man who was not tall had already stood next to the overturned table at some point, his body was slightly weak, and his eyes were looking at him with clear eyes.

Emperor Dingwu retracted his gaze and raised his head slightly, the rise and fall of his chest slowly slowed down.

Seeing this, the old man didn't say anything more, just bowed slightly, held the corner of the overturned table with three fingers, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the long table was turned up in the air, and then gently fell back to its original position, and there was no sound of landing.

Then, the old man's eyes moved slightly, and his body seemed to follow his thoughts, as far as his eyes could see, where his body was, it was still the same as before, and the chair was in its original position again.

The old man did not clean up the scattered things on the ground, but returned to stand not far from the table, and said softly: "The anger hurts the body, I am afraid that it will aggravate Your Majesty's head disease." ”

Before the words fell, it seemed that he said it casually, and he saw that Emperor Dingwu's face suddenly turned pale, his forehead sweated instantly, and his chest rose and fell again.

The old man's face was quite calm, his body shook, he appeared beside Dingwu, helped Dingwu to the chair and sat down, and said: "Your Majesty meditate!" ”

There is no taboo, the old man waved his hand and already held the Dingwu vein gate, after a pause, he saw his two fingers and sword, there was a shining light, the color was pure white and unmixed, and he did not touch the skin of Dingwu, so he saw the finger sword qi, which went straight into the Dingwu vein gate, and the naked eye could see that he was swimming up from the arm.

"No need!" Dingwu put down his forehead arm suddenly, stretched out his hand to open the old man's sword finger, his eyes were painful, his face was already covered with fine sweat, and his voice was slightly painful and tired: "Uncle Jun, you don't have to consume the inner yuan for me!" ”

When the old man heard this, his eyes were always light, and he couldn't help but shake his head, let go of Dingwu's arm, and said softly: "Your Majesty is still calm, the origin of the old Tao is not Aoki, but it is difficult to do anything in Your Majesty's head disease!" ”

Dingwu had a severe headache, and he didn't want to say much, but only endured the pain, and his breath was slightly panting.

Lao Dao was silent on the side, and after a while, seeing that Dingwu was slightly relieved, he spoke up again: "The world is full of capable people, and Your Majesty's illness may not be incomprehensible." ”

Dingwu opened his eyes, his eyes were slightly red, and the whole person seemed to have aged a lot in a moment, and said as if he was taking care of himself: "Surrounded by tigers and wolves outside, and treacherous usurpation of power inside, such a situation is already difficult. ”

These words are so decadent and helpless, I am afraid that Emperor Dingwu can only expose the powerlessness in his heart in front of the old Tao.

"Uncle Jun, I have inherited the great treasure, I have never been greedy for pleasure, for these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, diligent, never dare to slack off one day, and do my best to live up to the ancestral foundation, but why, to this day, these five hundred years of rivers and mountains, but in my hands, there are thousands of holes, and the country is about to fall?" Dingwu's voice became weaker and weaker, but the depression in it was so profound.

The old way is incomprehensible, five hundred years of Daxia, he has been a hundred years old, after four dynasties, he has seen the powerful, he has seen the prosperity, and he has also seen the decline of today.

However, the panic of Great Xia, but it has reached the point where it is now, the old Tao bowed his head slightly, and his voice was still light: "The way of heaven has its own fate, but there is no definite number, human life is the same, the same is true of the rivers and mountains, it is just a battle, Your Majesty is still in the right year, Qiankun is still on the right path, why is Your Majesty so emotional?" ”

Ding Wu nodded when he heard this, and slowly exhaled: "Uncle Jun doesn't need to worry, I am in the emperor's family, carrying the imperial industry, even if I really want to be the king of the fallen country, I will not dishonor the prestige of my ancestors, and I will not admit defeat until the last moment!" ”

Lao Dao nodded, without the slightest hesitation, and asserted: "After thousands of eternities, Your Majesty will definitely be called the Ming King!" ”

Ding Wu smiled, obviously he still cared about this, sat up slightly, muttered a little, and said, "Uncle Jun, do you still have an impression of my six sons?" ”

Lao Dao's light eyes moved slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at Dingwu: "King Ming? ”

"Not bad!" Dingwu nodded, propped up the table and slowly stood up, perhaps because the pain just now made his body weak, and only after a long breath did he say: "I have a lot of heirs in this life, but I never thought that the six sons of the Ming King, who were left behind by the people back then, are now quite surprising to me!" ”