"It's raining!"

In the back garden of the Daqian Palace, a bewitching and charming woman faces the sky, her hands are open, feeling the coolness brought by the drizzle. I saw her eyes slightly closed, wearing a bright red gauze skirt, standing quietly in the open air, waving her hand, and the palace maid who wanted to step forward to take an umbrella after retreating strolled in the rain.

"If my fellow clansmen see me like this, I'm afraid there will be a lot of ridicule and contempt." The woman looked down and sighed softly, and the others would be surprised to see her like this.

There is no pampering and arrogance in the past, there is no arrogant prostitution, and even the loss of the eyes that can seduce people's hearts, but even if she seems to have nothing at this time, there are still many people who fear, curse, and scold her in the territory of Daqian, especially in Chaoge City.

The woman walked slowly on the path in the back garden in the drizzle, and suddenly raised her head, with a sad smile on her face, which made people feel pity, "But how can they understand my feelings?" It was really a recipe for stealing chickens and rice, but a conspiracy to bring disaster to the country paid for itself. ”

"It's a pity that the person he likes is Liu Yuan after all, not me Huo Jiuniang!" The woman said as she stretched out her hand to caress her face, which was the demon concubine who was now thunderous, "This face is not my own after all, it will be exposed one day." ”

"Aifei!"

Suddenly, a breathy call came from behind him, Liu Yuan subconsciously looked back, and at the moment of turning around, a charming smile appeared on his face, his eyes flowed, and he completely lost his previous sad color: "Your Majesty, why are you here?" ”

"Oh, my beloved concubine, how can you walk outside alone on this rainy day, if you accidentally get contaminated with the wind and cold, how can you let me do it!"

A middle-aged man dressed in an imperial robe and with an extraordinary bearing hurried over, it was none other than Zhao Qianjun, the current saint of Daqian.

I saw that he directly took off the imperial robe that represented the supreme identity while walking, only wearing a single robe, and hurriedly covered the imperial robe on the top of Liu Yuan's head, staring at each other affectionately with an affectionate face, and said angrily, "What about those palace maids?" Dare to derelict their duties, and behead them when I return! ”

"Your Majesty is angry, it was the concubines who let them leave, so don't punish them!" Liu Yuan put away her smiling face when she heard this, and pleaded in a pleading tone, "Your Majesty, the concubine is a little tired, let's go back!" ”

"Good, good! Go back, we'll go back! Zhao Qianjun replied indispensably, and it can be seen from his attitude that he is not obsessed with women and can't extricate himself as rumored outside, but sincerely pities this woman, "As long as the concubine is happy, it's all up to you, it's all up to you!" ”

Words and expressions can be faked, but that sincerity is extremely hot.

If other people see his appearance, I am afraid that their jaws will drop in shock, as the saying goes: Since ancient times, kings have been lucky, and they are the most ruthless emperors.

Expecting the love of an emperor is simply a fool's dream, even if it is Queen Zhuo, who once had a relationship with Zhao Qianjun, in fact, it is just Erer, deceiving outsiders. In the palace, everyone is an actor and actress, because no one else can survive in this place!

Zhao Qianjun carefully supported his delicate and gentle concubine to the dormitory, and the moment they walked side by side, both of them showed sad looks, but neither of them noticed each other.

As the king of a country, no matter how mediocre he is, how could Zhao Qianjun not see the Liu family's rebellion? It's just that rebellion is a big crime, and it needs to be connected to the nine clans, and Liu Yuan, as the daughter of Liu Zheng, is naturally within the nine clans. For the sake of this concubine, he can not want the country, but this country is not something he says he doesn't want to want, and there is no guarantee that Liu Zheng can tolerate him!

Just let him go, this day can be a day!

And Liu Yuan, who was beside her, was also full of thoughts, after entering the palace for many months, the two experienced many ups and downs, Huo Jiuniang, who was originally just a spy of the demon clan who came to the country, really fell in love with this human emperor, and the face made by the thousand-faced heavenly demon Yun Qianqian did not want to take it off in this life.

She wants to be the Liu Yuan and Zhao Qianjun of the human race, and they no longer care about the affairs of your demon clan, but in the end, they still can't help themselves.

Turning his head and looking back at the West, the thick reluctance in his eyes was cut off in an instant, leaving no decisive color, and then followed Zhao Qianjun forward, and his back gave people a kind of determination:

In any case, I will never let you hurt him, from today on, this absurd martial arts only has a demon concubine, and there is no Huo Jiuniang!

I also thought about how to survive in the cracks of many parties!

meanwhile

Aratake Continent, Zhongzhou.

"Master, it's raining!" A boy of about ten years old ran briskly up the cliff with an oil umbrella in his hand.

When the scenery on the top of the cliff appeared, it made the boy stand on the spot, and he didn't even feel when the oil umbrella in his hand had fallen.

I saw that on the top of the cliff, a white-haired old man stood with his hands in his hands, and the fairy wind was bonely, which made people subconsciously respect.

Around the old man's body, there are countless bamboo scrolls suspended, which are spaced from each other and arranged in an orderly manner to form a column with a radius of several meters, enveloping the old man and reaching the sky.

"Master, master, what is this?" The boy shuddered, and asked, pointing to the spectacular scene of the scroll.

"This is the 'Qin Tianjian'!" The old man reached out and stroked his long pale beard and smiled.

"This is the 'Qin Tianjian'?!" The boy's eyes widened when he heard this, his face was full of disbelief, and he looked at the old man and said, "This is the innate wonder 'Qin Tianjian' that made you get the title of "Bai Xiaosheng", master? ”

"Haha! This is the 'Qin Tianjian'! The old man was interested in having a conversation with the boy that seemed to outsiders to be extremely mentally retarded, not only did he not have the slightest impatience, but he was happy in it, "A total of 129,600 volumes, totaling the fate of all things in the world 'past, present, and future'!" ”

"And whose fate are you watching this time?" When the boy heard this, he was immediately aroused by the child's heart, and asked with curiosity on his face.

"This rain!" Bai Xiaosheng looked up at the drizzle that was shielded by the aura of the Qin Tianjian scroll, and said meaningfully.

"Rain?" The boy bit his finger and looked confused, "It rains all the time, sometimes it's a month, what's so nice about this rain?" ”

"The rain is really nothing to look at, what the teacher looks at is the person who brought this rain!" Bai Xiaosheng said patiently.

"The one who brought a rain?" The boy shook his head, indicating that he couldn't figure it out, "Didn't the rain come down from the sky, how could someone bring it?" It's weird! ”

"Hehe, it's okay, one day you'll understand!" Bai Xiaosheng smiled, looked at the volume of Qin Tianjian suspended in front of him, and fell into deep thought:

In this world, there will be waves again!