Yue Qingyang laughed from an angle where there was no light. The corners of her mouth are slightly curved, with inadvertent pride and tenderness - this is the man she brought up, a king.

Yue Zhao estimated that the skin was as white as a porcelain doll, spreading bloodshots, and dense bloodlines seeped out from the inside out on the skin.

"Crown ......" The pain to the bone made Yue Zhao unable to say a complete sentence. Although it was two words, it had exhausted her little energy. Her spirit, for some reason, was suppressed.

"You're curious, why did I put the crown on your head?" Dugu Man finished saying that sentence for her. The knife-like eyebrows and eyes, the domineering of the superiors, and the unstoppable coercion.

The three, at the moment, are placed on this person, but they do not seem out of place. Why?

Yue Zhao estimated that some things had long been out of control.

"Because, that's what the ghost of the previous king refined, and it can suppress your queen's body." The cold words reveal a refreshing chill. "As long as you're his queen, you won't be able to get rid of this shackle."

Duguman's words, if he pointed out, but Yue Zhao didn't quite understand.

"Shade? How could the Extreme Yin be with you? If he chose to fly away, how could he leave his own ghost in the crown and leave it to you to bind me? ”

"Still don't understand?" Dugu Man looked at Yue Zhaoyi like a child, and the arrogance in his eyes seemed to crush Yue Zhaoyi into the dust, and it seemed that he looked at her with this look, just to repay the more than ten years that she had been treated as a child.

Dugu Man looked at Yue Zhao's eyes and seemed to say: Who is the child and who is the most humble?

But Yue Zhao estimated that he was more confused. Is it that important?

Yue Zhaoxuan obviously understood the brute's eyes, as well as the condemnation inside.

"You just say it." Yue Zhao estimated that he simply avoided Duguman's forced gaze and let him play with his child's temper.

Duguman was a little frustrated.

"You don't have a good relationship with him."

"So what?" Yue Zhaoxuan blurted out almost immediately after Duguman's words.

"I'm his descendant, you're just an outsider."

"But I'm his queen after all!" The tone is firm and the words are sonorous.

Hearing this, Dugu Man was silent for a while, lowered his head, and his falling hair covered most of his cheeks. His face was in the shadows, and Yue Zhao couldn't really see it. But she could vaguely realize that Duguman must be brewing some conspiracy at this moment.

"Soon it won't be." Duguman's words were very calm. The tone was not even cold, but like a clear spring overflowing, echoing with the joy of spring.

A strong light burst from the crown and shrouded the entire palace, and the extremely dazzling light covered the sky and burned for hundreds of years, what happened in the earthly world, she did not know. It's just that when you regain consciousness again, everything, things are wrong.

After a hundred years of baptism, the palace has been a pile of ruins, and the people of the year have turned into tombs in the rolling red dust, only the ancestral hall of the old temple can see the family tablet.

All the tablets of the ancestors? But what about her? For her, it was just a coma. What's going on?

What did Duguman do? What is this called? Also, what about Duguman? What about Yue Qingyang?

All these people have either long since passed away, or they have not heard from them. In short, everything seemed to disappear at the moment when she didn't know it.

And she, Yue Zhao, has to start all over again. Because, at this moment, she is in a new world. Without the noble status of the year, it is also ...... There is no fate that locked her up back then.

"Lord, it's not too early."

Ye Qingyi appeared at the entrance of the cave where Yue Zhaoyi lived. She stood there motionless, with no intention of coming in, but she looked like a lookout stone.

Her voice pulled Yue Zhao out of her memory. Yue Zhao was still a little stunned.

How long ago was that?

"Come in."

Ye Qingyi was a little surprised, but still went in.

"Mother...... Lord. ”

"Don't be nervous." Yue Zhao turned his head, his eyelids raised, and the lights around him shone brightly, and the sparks flickered on the stone lampposts on the wall.

Yue Zhao's tone was heavy.

Ye Qingyi was even more nervous. Obviously the darkness made her more comfortable, and the sudden brightness made her feel anxious that she had nowhere to hide.

"Lord...... On ......"

"I remember, you have an older brother."

"Hmm."

"Where is he?"

"He ......"

Ye Qing hesitated and hesitated in his eyes, and Yue Zhao estimated that he saw it.

Yue Zhao is not in a hurry. "I know he doesn't want to be used by me. Do you know a form of witchcraft called prophecy? ”

Ye Qingyi's hands were clenched together, and his fingers kept twisting the sweat oozing from his palms.

"I know." Ye Qingyi said in a low voice. Ye Qingyi's eyes wandered a little, and she hurriedly added: "My brother doesn't have the ability to predict, I can guarantee this......"

"I know that too." Yue Zhaoxi chuckled lightly, and her gentle smile was like a rising moon, clear and beautiful. Yue Zhao's smile was a little narrow. "You're such a funny girl, I didn't say he would."

Ye Qingyi was a little embarrassed. Indeed, prophecy is a legendary form of witchcraft that is not recorded in ancient books and has no clear method of practice. It is said that there is a kind of Wu descendant who was born with the ability of a prophet. Unfortunately, there is no record of people who know how to prophecy, and they are all legends that have been passed down by word of mouth and are confusing.

"I was given a genealogy from the kings of the past, which recorded the generations to come. It's a pity that the genealogy was broken when it came to your generation, and later the records were empty. In other words, after your generation, there may be no offspring. ”

"The first king?" Ye Qingyi raised his head in shock. Shocked eyes. At this moment, when she heard the Moon Palace Niangniang tell about the past-those past events that were hidden in history, she couldn't help but reveal her solemnity and curiosity.

"It is the founding king of the imperial dynasty, Baige I, the Emperor Xu Yuan, who shocked the world at the beginning, also known as Duguji."

Hearing the last word, Ye Qingyi's expression was no longer frightened, but instinctive, out of fear of supreme power, and reverence for those who were buried in history and the original peerless Tianjiao.

The descendants of the Wu clan all know that Yue Zhao is the Moon Palace Niangniang back then, just because of her unique, one-blooded witch's breath, as well as the vicissitudes of life with the sea and the rotten years. The most important thing is the portrait that has been hanging in the Wu Clan's Spirit Hall for a hundred years - the portrait of the Moon Palace Niangniang.

But the historical materials have not been very detailed about the events of that year, and the elders are even more silent. Ye Qingyi was also very curious. In addition to secretly using a few voyeuristic techniques on the Moon Palace Niangniang, I found out one or two, but there were only a few.

When Ye Qing heard this, he was still a little stunned, and he hadn't eased up yet.

A dazzling golden light appeared in the palm of Yue Zhao's hand, and after the halo, an ancient book appeared in her hand, Yue Zhaoyi slowly spread it out, pointing to the last few lines at the end, and gave Ye Qing a look.

"Look here."