“……”

Long Xiaoning was silent for a moment,

"The mourning family also knows a little, in order to deal with the Wuma family, Long Xiaotian found an opportunity to rob the original Wuma little son Mo Yun...... Kill him...... Let Ye'er enter the Wuma family for him to learn Gu arts...... The mourning family heard that later, he blew out the Gu King of the Wuma family? became the young patriarch of Wuma...... Alas, Long Ye is a smart child and the only son of the eldest brother...... It's a pity that it has become Long Xiaotian's knife! As she spoke, she was heartbroken and angry, she was really distressed that Long Ye was blindfolded by this hypocritical Long Xiaotian, and she didn't know that she had the revenge of killing her father but recognized the thief as her father.

"How much do you know about the dragon killing of the Long family?" Ling Huxian asked calmly, Long Xiaoning turned his head to look at the plain face, and frowned slightly: "I heard that the mourning family has killed many generals under the dragon slaughter?" "It's not a lot, it's just that all of them have been killed."

She chuckled, "That's also very good, the dragon kills the defeated people who don't raise the waste, if they lose to you and you let it go, it will be difficult to escape death." ”

"I know, the dragon will be the master of the light, and the slave master will be dark,"

"Dragon killing in the Long family continued for several generations of family heads, from the very beginning of the children began to cultivate, by the successive generations of family owners personally selected elite generals, the dragon will practice the art of battlefield formation, is to fight the battlefield when the world is dominant, killing slaves is a dead soldier, is a secret guard, practice the art of night stealing, each is good at assassination and collection of information, the person who kills the slave, each is a master of secret attack and concealment, not to be underestimated."

"Dragon killing, who is in control?"

This is the point she doesn't understand the most, if it is Long Yi, but a lot of actions are really not like the decisions made by him who is reckless, but Long Ye is just Long Yi's knife, how can he control the dragon killing?

"I don't know about the mourning family, but Long Yi is not good at controlling people's hearts, and he is afraid that the dragon will obey Long Yi's orders on the surface, and in private, most of them should have defected......"

…… That's a hassle

Ling Huxian grinded his teeth, Long Yi was reckless and brainless, if he controlled the dragon killing, it would be easy to deal with, but Long Ye was not so simple......

"The Long family secretly recruited nearly 400,000 soldiers and horses, and now, the mourning family heard that all the territories under the command of the Beiming family, except for Gongya Tianshan, were almost all controlled by Long Yi, and almost half of the territory of the Wan Qi family also fell into his hands, and the main city of the Le Zheng family, Xiaoyao City and other big cities, had also fallen, as for the Wuma family...... They have been living in seclusion in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, and it is estimated that only a few children are managing in the territory, but the situation is not optimistic. ”

She said one by one worriedly, and paused. "Long Xiaotian has now withdrawn his freedom, but with his ambitions, I'm afraid he will make a comeback."

"I have dealt with all the details he set up in the dynasty, what should be pulled out, and what should be punished."

Ling Huxian drank the tea, as if she was talking about an innocent thing, "I never thought that these big families of the dynasty would be Long Yi's eyeliner, but I can't wait for him to finish cleaning up the snow storm in the Northern Netherworld," she smiled, turned her head to look at Long Xiaoning, and gently placed the tea cup in her hand on the table.

"I've already pointed the finger at freedom."

"You want to fight for freedom?!" Long Xiaoning was stunned, frowning and annoyed.

"The world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time. And I'm just fulfilling Emperor Linghuzu's last wish. The little girl made a pun on her anger with a smile. She staggered down as if she had grown ten years old in an instant, and turned her head to ask, "Aren't you afraid of mourning...... Will you be besieged in this Shouning Palace? ”

The little girl provoked a meaningful smile, I don't know if it was too arrogant, or if it should have been.

"The Queen Mother won't, and besides, you can't do it......"

Long Xiaoning's facial muscles seemed to twitch slightly, and only then did he slowly breathe a sigh of relief and let go of his frowning brow.

"Hahaha," she laughed a few times, echoing in the hall, making Hu Xian straighten out her slightly wrinkled clothes without paying much attention, "Why did you call the Queen Mother of the Mourning Family again?" Multi-birth ......"

"Ling Huxian will be the enemy of Long Xiaotian, and even kill him at all costs." She smiled with ruthlessness, and met the Queen Mother's inquiring eyes.

"Then let Black Eagle Cliff be your sword!" Long Xiaoning threw a jade fat waist card with his hand, and the internal force on it broke through the wind, making Hu Xian raise his eyebrows, avoiding the sharpness of the tricky internal force, and skillfully took the waist card, "The mourning family has only one request, let go of Mo Yun, and the clansmen of the Long family and conscience......" The old woman seemed to have lost her last arrogance, and sat on the cushion tiredly, holding her forehead with her hand and closing her eyes.

"Self-......"

Ling Huxian stood up and bowed slightly, and just as she wanted to step back, an old voice came from the main seat.

"Can you still call the queen mother of the mourning family again?"

She lowered her eyes, although she didn't care about this kind of thing, but after all, she still felt a little guilty.

These elders still have feelings for her after all......

"Queen Mother, Xian'er retires."

The heavy door of the main hall closed slowly and heavily, and Ling Huxian looked at the blue sky outside the palace, and stroked the token of the many cliffs of the Black Eagle Cliff Commanding Freedom in her hand.

"It's about to start ......"

On the twenty-third day of February 1315, King Sheng of Ximen raised troops to force the palace, and 100,000 soldiers and horses besieged the capital.

On the twenty-seventh day of February, four days after the rebels besieged the capital, Wanjie's body was hung above the gate of the capital, and no one knew who did it.

On the first day of the first month of March, the rebels retreated, the tiger talisman was recovered, the Xiban rebel officials were killed one by one, and the power of King Sheng was eradicated.

"I want to eat...... Well, let's make a pear cake! ”

"Okay, after returning to the palace, I will do it for my beloved wife for my husband,"

"emmmm, forget it, don't eat it......"

“……”

The two of them and two horses entered the scope of Canglan Capital without alarming anyone.

"Squeak...... The wooden door of the Gyeonggi annex was gently pushed open, and the spring breeze blew the wind chimes under the corridor, "There are still people taking care of it here?" Ling Hu Xian was surprised to see that the flowers and houses in the garden were still the same as when she first came.

"Well, as I said, this is for you, you can come back at any time, you can welcome you at any time."

Xuanyuan Che put his arm around her shoulders and looked at the butterfly orchids that quietly sprouted with the spring breeze on the hillside of the garden, and the red pavilion on the top of the hillside.

"It's like a dream...... Going round and round and back to the beginning. ”

Linghu Xian shuttled under the porch a little distracted, and the crisp sound was really pleasant.

"We're meant to be together, Xian'er," Regulus wrapped his arms around her from behind, burying his chin in her neck.

Ling Huxian was stunned, and his hand was attached to the big hand around his waist,

"Hmmm......"

I guess so......

In a trance, the dark world flashed in front of me......

The woman struggled in the black mist, but it was as if her hands and feet were tied, and everything was in vain.

…… Yes, the catastrophe is ......

…… No......

Ling Huxian frowned and shook her head slightly.

"What's wrong?" Xuanyuan Che immediately sensed that something was wrong with her, and turned over to take a closer look.

"No, it's okay......"

The face that had become hideous from the pain, the golden phoenix pattern on its forehead was slowly eroded by the black qi.

The plain glass pupils were slowly dyed red.

…… No...... No......

It hurts.

Her forehead seemed to be burning, and when she reached out to touch it, it was only a burning heat.

"Is it a headache?"

Xuanyuan Che's worried face came to his eyes, anxiously observing her state.

"It's fine, it's just that my head is a little heavy...... Maybe it's too tired to travel......" she prevaricated, forcing a smile.

"Then let's go and rest, it's not too early."

"The Emperor...... The Emperor ......"

The capital was as prosperous as ever, and at noon in front of the palace there were two people who made the guards flutter and kneel in fright.

Xuanyuan Che accepted the gold waist card symbolizing the emperor, and waited for the guards to retract their horrified gaze and open the city gate.

Ling Huxian, you are dressed in a water-blue riding uniform, with long hair and high pulls, a face like a fairy, and an extraordinary temperament.

The two black horses spewed hot air, waited for the door to open, and walked in consciously.

Only these two ancestors can ride horses so arbitrarily in the palace.

"When I left, I hadn't been able to ride a horse in this Canglan Palace so presumptuously," Ling Huxian sighed with emotion: "It's good to have a husband like this~"

………… Xuanyuan Che was very unhappy, and chased after him who was forced to lean over and hit Ling Huxian's kicking snow, "Could it be that the value of being a husband is only to let you ride a horse in this Canglan Palace?" ”

…… Linghu Xian wisely remained silent......

"If you leave me in the future, you will never say goodbye again."

Xuanyuan Che is now very afraid of Ling Huxian's sudden disappearance last time, and every time he catches the opportunity, he will give him thousands of instructions.

“…… Got it......"

"Long live my emperor!"

In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the door of the Chengqian Palace, and Xuanyuan Mo, who was commenting on the folds inside, heard that the guards had come to report to the outside of the hall, and he was so frightened that a spirit jumped up, and hurriedly threw down the pen and ran out, "Seventh brother, why should you be polite," Xuanyuan Che dismounted, helped him up with his own hands, and smiled, as if he was not like the black face that pitted him into the palace to do such drudgery.

Ling Huxian also dismounted, heading: "This year, Brother Qi has really worked hard,"

Xuanyuan Mo stared at her in astonishment, and didn't look away in a panic until his ninth brother coughed suggestively.

"Greetings to the queen!"

This guy really chased people back......

However, at noon, the news of "the emperor is back" spread all over the streets and alleys of the capital, and "the emperor is back with the queen mother" is even more popular in the neighborhood.

The palace banquet of receiving the wind and rewarding the ministers during this period of time was immediately opened, and within two days, the imperial embroidery workshop sent the queen's auspicious clothes over......

Ling Hu sat idly in the Luanxi Palace, which symbolized the queen, which was different from the luxurious decoration of Queen Luo's time, and it seemed to have been arranged by Xuanyuan Mo to redecorate, low-key and exquisite, quite in line with her taste. In front of her was the queen bright yellow dress that the maid had just brought over and was about to serve her.

"It's so ugly......" The color of Huang Xixi is not as good as her blue, and no matter how bad it is, there is still red...... Partial royal wear yellow ......

What's wrong with this......

"The emperor has arrived!" There was an announcement outside the main hall, and Xuanyuan Che, who was wearing a brocade robe embroidered with Panyun Golden Dragon ink, came in slowly and dismissed all the palace maids and eunuchs in the hall.

"It's morning?" Ling Huxian, who was combing her hair in front of the dresser, didn't look at anyone, and tried her best to figure out which hairpin could hide the ugliness of this bright yellow suit......

"Wait for me to eat?" Xuanyuan Che saw at a glance that the table was full of good-looking dishes, and he was very surprised, so he pinched his chopsticks and took a mouthful of food......

"Xian'er, the food is cold......"

"Well, you eat first,"

“……”

He waved his hand and asked the little eunuch to take down the breakfast and reheat it, tiptoed behind Ling Huxian, and watched her gesturing with all kinds of hairpins.