Yuejunkun's death is inevitable, and Emperor Dongsheng also died that night, some people say that the four princes killed the king and killed his father and were executed by the holy king, and some people say that the holy king killed His Majesty with bad intentions to blame the four princes, in conclusion, the death of the Eastern Emperor is an unsolved mystery, and now the world of Dongsheng has fallen into the hands of the holy snow, this is certain, no one can change it.

Beiling Dynasty, the capital of Yudu, the Imperial Palace, Fengyang Palace.

"County Lord, the Holy Son of the Snowy Land has officially resumed his identity as the prince of Dongsheng, and announced that he will ascend the throne as the emperor in the future as the prince Yue Junchen." Ah Qing held the flying pigeon handbook from the spy and said to Gong Qianmo.

As the imperial grandson of Beiling, Gong Qianmo must know all the news of the government and politics of various countries, otherwise she won't know when Beiling will die in her hands?

"What's the news there?" Since he promised Feng Jinglan that day, he went back to Youlan City to prepare for the big wedding, he thought that the Dongsheng coup would have something to do with him, but now it seems that this is not the case, could it be that she guessed wrong?

Blue City doesn't have the ambition to compete in the world?

Ah Qing knew what Gong Qianmo was asking, so he only heard her reply: "Back to the county lord's words, there is only one sentence from the king, saying that it is to reassure the county lord, no matter how the situation in the world changes, it will not shake his determination to marry the county lord." ”

Gong Qianmo couldn't cry or laugh when she heard this, and rolled her eyes helplessly, what did she care about at all? Can't this guy be serious?

Looking at the stiff face of her county lord, Ah Qing smiled silently, she believed that the king could give the county lord happiness, but she hoped that the county lord's illness would not affect the future of the two.

"The new emperor of Dongsheng ascended the throne, it stands to reason that the palace should go in person, but the current situation in Beiling is not optimistic, Ah Qing, you go to the general's mansion and tell your cousin to let him go instead of the palace, so it is not rude." In fact, since Gong Qianmo heard about the changes in Dongsheng's government, he had a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart, but he didn't know where it came from? So only such a decision can be made.

"The county lord's is, Ah Qing will go." In five days, it will be the day when the king will marry the county lord, and if the county lord sets off for Dongsheng, it will definitely have an impact, so the county lord's decision is very appropriate.

After Ah Qing left, the panic in Gong Qianmo's heart became more and more intense, I don't know why recently, she always felt that she was sleeping more and more, and sometimes she would forget some things, if it wasn't for her strong will, maybe there was really something wrong with her body?

But even Ah Qing and her cousin, who is known as a miracle doctor, don't know what kind of illness she is suffering from and how to cure it?

In the end, what she promised Feng Jinglan was right or not, she was afraid that she would forget him, if there was really such a day, how could he be embarrassed?

General's Mansion, Study.

"Mo'er means that I should go to Dongsheng on her behalf?" Ye Jinli was not surprised at all when he heard the news, he had already heard about Dongsheng's side, and he also felt incredible about Sheng Xueran's thunder methods, if this person was really involved with Mo'er, then he really had to worry.

"Yes, Shizi, the county lord said it was only right for you to go." Ah Qing brought Gong Qianmo's words to the original.

Ye Jinli nodded in agreement and said, "Okay, you go back and tell me, I will leave for Yaodu tomorrow." ”

"Yes, the slave is gone."

After Ah Qing left, Ye Jinli opened the window of the study and let out a long sigh at the bright moonlight in the sky: Mo'er, if it is really what you want, my cousin will do his best to help you achieve it.

Located in the middle of the Tianwu Continent, the Blue City is where the four countries complement each other, and it is also the place where the countries have to have a better relationship with each other.

The bronze and iron-clad walls were built high, surrounded by patrolling guards, showing how the banner of the Feng clan stood at the top of the city wall like Optimus Prime.

The master's mansion of the Blue City is no less than the imperial palace of any other country, on the contrary, it is more luxurious and magnificent.

Under the moonlight, the magnificent palace is even more radiant, and the orchids carved from gold bloom charmingly among the white stones.

"Master, the situation in Dongsheng has been decided, are you really not ready to intervene?" If it weren't for the master's order not to allow them to interfere in Dongsheng's government affairs, Dongsheng might not be the world of Shengxue-dyed?

Hearing Xuan Ying's words, the noble man sitting high, wearing an ink-gold brocade robe embroidered with a golden dragon, instantly exuded an undoubted domineering aura, like a god outside the ninety-nine layers of heaven, and the noble one can only be worshiped and looked up to.

Feng Jinglan seemed to be smiling, and replied noncommittally to Xuan Ying's words: "What is written in Yue Shengze's letter, do you know?" ”

Xuan Ying was stunned when he heard this, isn't Yue Shengze the emperor of Dongsheng? Could it be that the reason why the king did not make a move......

"My subordinates don't know." Xuan Ying replied truthfully, no matter what he guessed, he didn't dare to say it bluntly.

"The ten cities south of Dongsheng, hehe, this king still underestimated Yue Shengze's affection for Yue Junchen, so that he could not hesitate to exchange territory, just to give his son enough respite, he thought that if this king didn't make a move, would his son be able to balance this king if he sat firmly? Hehe, this king will let him know that it is not that this king can't afford this world, but that this king doesn't care about it at all...... "There is only one thing he wants from beginning to end, and there is only that one."

"The subordinates understand, but there is already news from Moyi that after Sheng Xue Ran ascends the throne, he will marry the Beiling Dynasty, and the subordinates are worried...... "The master's heart for the county lord of Changle is in the eyes of those who are subordinates, if Sheng Xue Ran really does that, they dare not think that the master will make any earth-shattering moves?"

The killing intent in Feng Jinglan's eyes flashed when he heard this, making the Xuan Ying on the side shudder.

"It's okay, Xuanying, immediately send the order to send those ten cities to Yudu together as a dowry, and before handing over this letter to her, this king will catch Sheng Xueran off guard."

"Yes, master." Xuanying bowed and left.

Dongsheng Dynasty, Yaodu.

In the imperial study, it was quiet and serene, and a man in a snow robe stood in front of a painting, refusing to leave for a long time.

"Holy Son, it's late at night, tomorrow is your enthronement ceremony, you should rest early." Nagacho pushed the door open and said to the elegant man with his back to him.

The snow-robed man didn't turn around, but a soft voice came out of his mouth, "Will she come tomorrow?" ”

Chang Chop froze for a moment when he heard this, but he didn't respond, and there was a look on his face that wanted to speak and stopped, but he didn't know how to speak.

"She's not coming, is she?" When he said this, his expression did not change in the slightest, but the disappointment and gloom in his tone were not difficult to find.

"The envoy of Beiling is the son of the night, maybe the lord of Changle County is busy with the government......"

"Tomorrow is her wedding, right?" Sheng Xue Ran interrupted the long slash excitedly, and the appearance of the roar seemed to be a person who had lost his soul and had no life.