The country is broken, who knows what I know? Prince Zhou watched his soldiers fall one by one and surrender one by one, and his heart was full of emotion. I have lost this country, and I have lost my home. Prince Zhou prides himself on being smart, but now he realizes that he is actually the stupidest fool.

Infinite rivers and mountains, I will never see them again. Prince Zhou swept the faces of the people around him one by one, all of them were angry, but who should he be angry with? Unwilling, unwilling, Prince Zhou really hopes that time can be turned back.

"Jinglin, I lost, completely lost."

Jing Lin looked at Prince Zhou without saying a word. He won, but it was a miserable win. There were so many corpses outside that he was a little afraid to look at them. Jinglin longs for the battlefield where he throws his head and spills blood, but he feels that the battlefield is very sad.

"Jing Lin, you and Jing Yuzhao teamed up to deceive me, I hate it, I hate it." Prince Zhou put the long sword across his neck, and with a snort, killed himself.

At the moment of falling, Prince Zhou saw his father's angry face, and he had no shame to see him, and he had no shame to see the Zhou royal family. He is the last emperor of the Zhou royal family, and in the future, there will be no more Zhou royal family.

"Put the Emperor of Nanping into the museum and bury it well." In fact, Jing Lin really wanted to hang his body on the city tower for three or five days. Forget it, you have to embody the demeanor of a great country, and you have to make the people feel that Tianqing is amiable.

The snow stopped, the war ended, and from then on there was no more Nanping, only the Tianqing Dynasty. Jing Lin went up to the city tower and looked into the distance. In this war, more than 100,000 soldiers died on his side, which was really a tragic victory. Great rivers and mountains, all of them belong to the Tianqing Dynasty in the future.

The good news was sent to the capital as soon as possible, waiting for the court's handling of the orphans of the Nanping royal family and the follow-up problems of Nanping's management.

With the token of Princess Anqing, Hanyue successfully entered Pingcheng and successfully knew the residence of Jing Yanhua.

Standing outside the door, Hanyue stretched out his hand.

Knock knock.

"Who?"

"Jingyan painting, it's me."

Jing Yanhua covered his right eye. "Do you still count what you promised me?"

"Nature counts." Han Yue frowned, could it be that this guy was seriously injured? "You open the door."

"Hanyue, if I become ugly, will you break your word?"

"Are you good-looking?" Hanyue touched her face. "You shouldn't be as good-looking as I am."

Bang.

The door was opened.

Jing Yanhua stood at the door and looked at the cold moon. "You said that I came back alive and gave me a chance to enter your heart."

Hanyue's perennial sword-holding hand touched Jing Yanhua's eyes. "Can't see it?" Jing Yanhua nodded. "It can't be seen anymore, but I still have an eye. It's just a little ugly, and I hope that the beautiful and fairy-like cold moon will not be disgusted. ”

"It's okay, safflower always needs green leaves, and you will be my green leaves in the future." Obviously, he said it with a smile, but as he spoke, tears flowed down.

"You should be glad that I hurt my eye, not underneath, otherwise ......"

Hanyue kicked Jing Yanhua, then pushed him into the house, hooked his left foot, and slammed the door shut.

"What you want to say to me, you haven't said yet." Han Yue pressed Jing Yanhua onto the bed, staring at Jing Yanhua with both eyes.

Jing Yanhua climbed along the pole and reached out to hug the cold moon. "Cold Moon, I like you. From the moment you met me, it was destined that you would be mine. You can't go, you can't run away, you can only be by my side forever. ”

Han Yue smiled, "People don't confess that they love you forever, or a few love poems, but you say a bunch of domineering and unreasonable things." ”

"I remember a sentence that I remember very clearly when I was studying poetry. The troubled times are prosperous, just for you to pour out the world; Cangshui Pujia, just for you to return to the field and unload your armor. And now, I want to tell you: prosperous times, just for you to spend your years; Red bricks and green tiles, just for you to bundle your hair and return home. After Jing Yanhua finished speaking, he kissed Hanyue's lips.

Accidentally, the cold moon pressed on Jing Yanhua's injury, and Jing Yanhua gasped in pain, but he didn't let go. Hanyue reached out and pinched Jing Yanhua's waist, and Jing Yanhua let go of his hand. Cold Moon rolls over and gets out of bed. "If you're injured, be honest and recuperate." Hanyue took out an iron token from his sleeve and stuffed it into Jing Yanhua's hand. "Your stuff, give it back to you."

"Why don't you just give it to Princess Anqing?" Jing Yanhua thought that the cold moon had already been sent to the capital.

"It's yours, and you're up to your responsibilities. As for its function, let's go back to the capital and discuss it with the princess. "Jing Yanhua is also full of body and soul, who knows what little secrets he hasn't told himself.

"Oh, you want to pull me into your gang?" Jing Yan painted an unfathomable look.

"Cut." Han Yue didn't want to do what he imagined, it would definitely be harmonized. "What, you're dealing with the regent and getting emotional?"

Jing Yanhua reached out to support Hanyue's waist. "I'm very well informed. I heard that the regent has a little bit of that meaning to Princess Anqing, and he is very affectionate. ”

"I don't know about this kind of thing." The cold moon is actually quite clear. When the regent broke into Wuyuan at night, she also knew it clearly. "I don't think I can go back to Beijing with you."

Jing Yanhua thought about it and understood. The war is over, and a lot of other things are coming, and Hanyue probably has something else to do. "I will go back to the capital with the regent." Now that Pingcheng has just been laid, there are a lot of things to deal with, and Jing Yanhua estimates that when they go to the capital, it is estimated that it will be almost the New Year.

"If you go to the capital and want to find me, you can go to two places. Princess Anqing's Mansion and Lord Han Yao's Mansion. "These two houses will deliver news to her.

"I see." Jing Yanhua yearns for the capital and is afraid. It's my hometown, but I've never been there.

Han Yue clenched her fists at Jing Yanhua, "Take care." After saying that, Hanyue strode out. When she arrived at the door, Han Yue turned around, "Jingyan painting, even if you lose an eye, you are just as handsome and unparalleled." Han Yue saw Jing Yanhua looking straight at herself and saw her heart. Hanyue Yang's lips smiled charmingly, "In my heart." ”

Hanyue turned around and pushed the door open, striding away.

Jing Yanhua ran to the door, leaning on the door frame and looking at Hanyue's back. This woman was just teasing him. Just now, his heart was beating fast, fast.

The good news quickly spread to the capital, and also spread throughout the entire Tianqing Dynasty.

The Tianqing Dynasty recovered Nanping and allowed the dynasty to achieve great unification. What exciting news this is, and it is a big event that must go down in history.

Many people in the capital spontaneously hung red silk and red lanterns, and at a glance, they thought that every household was doing happy events.

On the Chaoyang Palace, Jing Yuzhao asked Liu Che to read the good news.

The ministers below knelt down in unison and shouted "Long live, long live, long live." After shouting, Jing Yuzhao and King Jin looked at each other at the same time.

Jing Yuzhao got up, waved his sleeves, and said in a loud voice, "At this point, the world is unified." Tianqing Dynasty, thousands of generations. ”

"Tianqing Dynasty, thousands of generations ......" The voice came out of the Chaoyang Palace, and the royal forest soldiers relayed and shouted, and the sound came out of the palace, into the capital, and then from the capital to the entire dynasty......