Liyang Mansion Chengwang Mansion.

The woman's miserable cry came, but King Cheng's eyes became more and more excited.

The sound of the whip finally stopped, and the woman's breathing almost stopped.

King Cheng put on his clothes and walked out of Jinning Temple, he looked at the darkening sky.

Another one that can't help but play.

The dust that was half-squatting on the ridge of the main house in Jinning Courtyard saw the whole process.

With the handle of one person, this cooperation is reassuring.

What's more, the dark line news came to report that King Cheng had privately purchased a large number of Beiyou ironware.

Is the country going to be in chaos? Dustfall is happy to see this scene.

The next day, King Cheng had a secret conversation with Master Dustfall.

Three days later, there was a naughty child in the west city of Liyang Mansion who fell into the water, and there was no breath, and the silver-haired man in the black robe arrived, patted the child, took a pill, and the child woke up and cried loudly.

The dusty mage, who was already quite famous in the three continents of Jin, Chong, and Lan, has completely become a god-like figure in the eyes of the people.

Another half a month, the dust fell into the immortal pill of Emperor Ming, favored by the emperor, and sealed the national teacher.

Since the fifteenth day of the winter month, Wan Jinyue has not been idle, she gets up early and goes to bed late, and practices martial arts diligently.

He also sold some of the less important jewelry and saved up a sum of money.

Shen Kaiji, on his side, was still staring at King Cheng.

As for Qian Tianhe, Wan Jinyue never said anything.

Let him think that he is a kind person, and he will not get along with each other for old age, as if it is a good choice.

With such a mentality, Wan Jinyue has never contacted Qian Tianhe.

The wax moon in the western part of Xiaxi used to be warm as spring once upon a time, but now it is cold and cold with light snow.

This change in climate, in the eyes of most people, began in the nineteenth year of the previous dynasty.

Only Shen Tan knew that the climate in this Xiaxi had been getting colder and colder year by year since many, many years ago.

Because many years ago, there was no high priest appointed in the country of Xiaxi.

The Kasumi royal family is different from the royal families of the other three kingdoms.

The other three kingdoms relied on martial arts to fight the world and rule the world by civil affairs, and their royal families represented power.

But the empress of the Xia West Kingdom represents the ability, the ability to purify the silkworm seed.

Xiaxi has a special climate, does not produce rice and grain, and the main agriculture in the country is mulberry silkworm cotton.

Therefore, the empresses of the past dynasties were all the ones in the Yun clan who activated the power of the high priest.

But since the seventh Empress Yunyi, this situation has changed.

Yunyi became the empress with her iron-blooded wrists, and it was since then that the sky in the country of Xiaxi has changed.

Because Xiaxi does not have a fateful high priest, he also has no ability to purify ordinary silkworm seeds into ice silkworm seeds and heavenly silkworm seeds.

It was also from that time that the Ice Silkworm Brocade and the Heavenly Silkworm Brocade of Xiaxi Country were no longer traded with other countries.

The top silk fabrics withdrew from the market, and the economy of the western country began to decline.

By the time Shen Tan ascended to the throne, most of the people in Xiaxi were too poor to pay taxes.

He began to encourage the populace to grow cotton widely.

and embarked on a journey to find Yun Yuan.

Yun Yuan is the only remaining member of the royal family in Xiaxi Kingdom.

On the twenty-second day of the lunar month, the streets of Liyang were covered with thick ice. As far as the eye can see, there is a white expanse.

It was in this weather that the envoys of the Xiaxi Kingdom arrived in Liyang.

On this day, a red invitation was sent from Jiangzhou to the Wan family, and the four girls of the Yuan family will get married on the twenty-eighth day of the first month.

On this day, Miss Jiang, who had not come to Wan's house for a long time, came to the door in person and asked Wan Jinyue to go out to step on the snow.

The sky was light blue, and the winter sun without temperature shone on Wan Jinyue's body.

It's been more than a month, except for regularly going under the willow tree to receive news, Wan Jinyue has never gone out.

She looked at the smiling woman in pink, and then at the dim sun.

In the end, he put on his cloak and went out with the stove in his hand. Qinglan wore a jacket and followed closely.

Tomorrow will be the New Year.

The streets of Liyang are already in a New Year's atmosphere.

Red lanterns hung high, and colorful banners fluttered in the cold wind.

The man dressed in white stood up straight, holding Wan Jinyue's favorite silver candy in his hand.

Wan Jinyue misses him a little, wonders if he will hate himself and ignores him, and wonders if he will be difficult to say goodbye.

So she knew that Miss Jiang tricked her into going out, but she still came.

I saw it today, there is a thin scar on Qian Tianhe's eyebrow bone, which is not terrible, but it also destroys this handsome face.

Step by step closer and closer, Wan Jinyue's footsteps became heavier and heavier.

Although it is Qian Tianhe who was injured by Yun Yuan, in the eyes of people other than her, they are one person.

Maybe over time, they will eventually become a human being.

"Mr. Qian."

"Miss Wan, can I invite Miss Wan to the teahouse for a cup of tea?"

"Hmm." Jiang Ziyue slipped away acquaintancely, leaving the two alone in the teahouse room.

"I invited my cousin Miss Yuwan to come today to say goodbye."

"I have applied to go to the military camp in Xuzhou for training, and I will leave soon, maybe this year will have to be spent on the road."

It is the junction of the eastern kingdom and the southern kingdom of Kuo.

Over the years, there has been a lot of friction between the two countries over the ownership of the water, and the border has not been peaceful.

Going to war is only a matter of time.

Qian Tianhe wants to go to Xuanzhou, on the one hand, to realize his ambition as a man, and on the other hand, he also wants to be able to protect the person he wants to protect one day.

Wan Jinyue raised the tea in front of her and drank it slowly.

It's already deep winter, and this year's spring tea has a bit of an old tea taste, and when you drink it, there is a bit of bitterness that can't be said.

"I wish Mr. Qian a safe trip."

Wan Jinyue looked at the man in front of her, her face was calm, but she was earnestly hoping in her heart that he would finally return safely.

"This is the golden silk python whip I made myself, I hope Miss Wan can accept it."

Wan Jinyue looked at the whip that was sparkling in the sun, hesitated for a moment, and finally accepted it.

The young men and women of that day, sitting in the private room, drank cup after cup of tea, and looked out the window at the busy and calm people, each with a concern in their hearts, and sat down until dusk.

Qian Tianhe was out of the city on the twenty-third day of the lunar month, still riding his white horse, dressed in plain clothes, and carrying a small package.

Wan Jinyue was dressed in men's clothes, standing on the second floor of the teahouse facing the street, and watched him out of the city.

The government has been sealed, and Wan Ziyang, who has been busy, finally has a few days of free time.

The eldest sister Wan Jinlan will get married in February after the New Year, and the time the family has spent together is not much.

At dinner on the 23rd day of the lunar month, the Wan family gathered in the 100-year-old hall and spent the New Year together.

Wan Jinyue, who was in a somewhat gloomy mood, adjusted her mood and ate with a light smile.

Aunt Chen, who has never been at the table, also sat with everyone this time.

Wan Ziyang looked at his happy family.

I remembered the truth about my father's death again. Suddenly, I wondered if I should continue to investigate.

The prince seized the heir, and there was no shortage of blood of unjustly killed people in all dynasties.

As an idle lord and a petty official with little power, can he really get justice for his father's unjust death in this battle for succession?