The wild geese returned to the south, and the sound of the storm was broken.

At twilight, it was far and quiet in the sky. In the blink of an eye, the night was as cold as water.

The man standing by the river stood with his hands in his hands, listening to the murmuring of the stream, and still couldn't relieve the sorrow in his heart.

Deeper and heavier.

Wan Qi looked up at the sky, under this vast and boundless world, apart from him, who else was so full of heart like him.

Above the clouds, Mu Se was heavy, just like the loneliness in his heart.

A full moon slowly rises in the sky, how bright.

The moonlight sprinkled in the babbling stream, sparkling with waves.

"Ten thousand years have passed, and I haven't found you yet."

The man's eyebrows were full of sorrow.

At this moment, a man in the distance rushed towards him.

"Your Majesty! The Emperor, please go back! ”

Duanmu saluted respectfully.

"Let Benjun go back? Any idea what's going on? ”

Wan Qi's voice was faint and puzzled, frowning.

"My subordinates don't know!"

Duanmu was dressed in black, almost blending in with the night.

"Benjun knows! Let's go down! ”

Wan Qi let out a long sigh and stood quietly by the stream with his hands in his hands.

Endless feelings flow silently in the silent night.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew, and he woke up in a trance, as if the cold shadow was reflected in the water.

The morning mist was hazy, and the sound of horses' hooves breaking the silence of the early morning.

The white pegasus galloped through the trees. I only saw the purple afterimage on the horse's back.

Wan Qi is dead, the only grandson of the ancient emperor Wan Qi Dinglong.

In the future, he is the only person to inherit the Ancient Emperor.

Wan Qi Wuxian took a heavenly horse and quickly rushed back to the Ancient Tianque Palace.

Today, the atmosphere in the Tianque Palace seems to be different from the past.

"Duanmu, what's going on in the Que Palace?"

Wan Qi walked up the green jade steps.

"Back to the king! It's the feather king of the Flying Feather Clan who is here. ”

Duanmu had an ice cube face, and at this time there was also a touch of worry on his face, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the back of his own king.

Duanmu's lips squirmed, and he finally didn't say anything.

Just sighed softly.

How could Wan Qi not know about the emotional changes of his subordinates? It seems that there is something to hide from himself.

"Duanmu, if your allegiance is not to this monarch, then, you can leave here!"

Wan Qi Wuxian did not kill him directly. It is for the sake of all these years of allegiance to him.

"Your Majesty! Please take back your life! Duanmu swears allegiance! ”

When the Dragon Boat Festival heard that he was going to drive himself away, he knelt down on one knee and prayed.

"Duanmu, why do you have something to hide from Benjun!"

Wan Qi's voice was quiet with a hint of coldness.

"Your Excellency, your subordinates know their mistakes! I don't know where the Emperor heard that you are looking for a woman in red, so the Emperor wants to choose a concubine for you among the major forces! ”

"The daughter of the Feather King who came today is the side concubine chosen by the emperor for you!"

Dragon Boat Festival gritted his teeth and told him what he knew.

"What? When did Benjun say that he wanted to choose a concubine! ”

Wan Qi Wuxian's face was ugly, and the whole person was on the verge of violence, and he quickly walked up the stairs.

Suddenly, a red figure descended from the opposite side and entered his line of sight.

The woman was still as cold as ever, with a hint of coldness on her unsmiling face.

Wan Qiwu's pupils dilated, and he looked at the person opposite in disbelief.

How long have I been looking for you? I didn't expect you to be here.

The unintentional encounter is joyful for Wan Qiwu.

"Huang'er!"

Wan Qi Wuxian trotted all the way to stand in front of the woman.