King Xia died, and Jingchi ascended the throne.

In the blink of an eye, the man who was still laughing and playing the day before yesterday shouldered the burden of a country. Fate took a step back ruthlessly, and the man who was only a shadow was ordered to be in danger, and his steps were difficult. He sat on the dragon chair in a python robe and court clothes, and the ceremony was according to the etiquette, but there was no luxury in the past, there was no dancing girl with a thin waist, gold powder and fragrant, rouge swaying, only the young monarch and the two important ministers with gray temples.

He was not yet twenty years old.

Under the glazed red tiles, the gilded jade building with golden light in the past stands, Meng Yining stood far away above the attic in the palace, watching the fiery red carpet from the palace gate to the main hall. This is the most splendid and glorious place in Great Xia, but there is not the slightest joy in everyone's hearts.

Behind the jade food and elixir, the luxury of brocade clothes is the ambitious Yan Rong, which is an unpredictable epidemic. An unvented sense of depression invaded Meng Yining's heart, and she was out of breath, clutching her chest and frowning. The incense in the Great Xia Palace made her breathless, and she seemed to faint after a few more smells.

This book has nothing to do with her.

But in the troubled times, they are all related.

She was originally the daughter of General Yan Rong, who fled to the sun and was imprisoned in Great Xia, but now she is free and struggling in the whirlpool of the Three Kingdoms. Fate is very magical, she thought that she could live her life hastily, but at this time she found that she was standing on every inflection point, but no one told her where she would go in the future, things changed rapidly, why? The wind blew through Meng Yining's long flowing hair, and her gaze always fell on Jing Chi, who was standing solemnly.

"In the world of great contention, the weak eat the strong." The girl finally sighed.

Jing Chi glanced at the pavilions in the distance, and saw the girl propped up on the railing, looking here. He smiled, and the two looked at each other, like spring breeze and rain, sympathizing with each other. If Meng Yining was like a timid sister back then, now she is born and dies but she fights side by side with him.

Drums and trumpets play in unison, and chimes sound for a long time.

Chengping, who was drunk and dreamed of death, was shrouded in a dark cloud, the epidemic spread along the spring breeze, ten rooms and nine emptiness, and the strong men of Great Xia did not die on the battlefield, but died on the sickbed. Officers and soldiers carried fire sticks and poison to catch rats, and soldiers who did not fall ill were seen as the wealth of the country and protected.

Meng Yining came out of the palace worriedly, and the huge prince's mansion suddenly became empty.

Jing Chi strongly recommended that Meng Yining live in the palace, but was refused. Meng Yining smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I'm not a minister, nor a concubine, I don't know what people can say when it spreads?" From the Yangshang Palace to Chengping, it is a joke to say. ”

Jing Chi smiled and said gently, "What, are you asking for any title?" ”

He teased the girl in front of him, after all, marrying her had been made clear from the moment she and Gu Zi'an left Beiyang. Meng Yining is not a little bird living in a golden wire cage, and he finally has freedom and will definitely gallop above Kyushu. She has always regarded him as a brother and a benefactor, but there is no heart-to-heart love. He thought about it later, but he didn't think it was anything, but he hadn't teased her for a long time, and he felt a little empty in his heart.

Sure enough, Meng Yining's expression changed, and he glared at him, "The king made fun of me again." ”

The man smiled, "Yi Ning, do you have someone you like?" ”

The girl was stunned for a moment, and a figure unconsciously appeared in her mind, riding a tall horse, and smiling at her bohemianly.

He's been back in the mountains for a long time.

Meng Yining sighed and said negatively: "No, thank you for your concern." She pouted, "Rest sooner." He subdued his body slightly and hurriedly retreated.

Looking at her back, Jing Chi lowered his head and continued to flip through the music in his hand.

In the quiet of the night, the crows are crying. Meng Yining was beaten on the desolate streets, the spring breeze was surging silent, and the streets and alleys were scattered. The Lotus Niangniang Temple does not extinguish the incense day and night, and it seems to be the only place that gives comfort to the people here. She didn't go to Shizifu, but found a restaurant, stepped on a chair with her legs, and drank this small drink. At night, the bustling city is blown, and the wine is in the wind, and the days are long and the nights are short. Suddenly, a warm gaze shot from behind her, and she looked sideways to trace the past, and saw a figure standing in the dim light.

Walking through the silent world, the eyes are like electric sparks.

She stood up suddenly.

The man was dressed in a dark ink-colored robe, his face was handsome, and he tugged at the corners of his mouth and looked at her calmly. The distance between the two is very far, it seems that thousands of mountains and rivers are close at hand. Meng Yining held the window edge with his hand, jumped up, and fell to the ground from the second floor lightly. She laughed from the bottom of her heart, as if someone could finally share all the burdens these days. The hair flutters in the air, the girl's eyebrows and eyes are crooked, and the pear vortex at the corner of her mouth is sweet and lovely.

Her eyes twinkled with stars, and the ice melted in his eyes.

Meng Yining didn't pause for a moment, and rushed into the man's arms. A solid hug, she took a deep breath of familiarity, it seemed like a reunion after a long absence. The candle flame shimmered in the middle of the night, like fireflies flying. Le Yi hugged her tightly and hugged the girl's thin shoulders, his heart was like boiling water. He lowered his head, looked at the girl in front of him with a smile, and said in a deep voice, "Yi Ning, I'm back." ”

She hugged the man's waist tightly, and her voice was a little aggrieved and whimpering, "You've been away for too long." ”

He stroked her smooth hair, and the whining wind whined through the streets, but she didn't feel the cold anymore. Meng Yining looked up at him with black hair flying, and his eyes were full of affection. It seems that the two have been together for many years, and the indescribable feelings are like flames.

He sighed, "You've lost weight." ”

She lowered her eyes and put her arm around his shoulder, "Do you know what's been going on lately?" ”

"I heard about it, so I rushed here after dealing with the matter behind the master, and I hope it's not too late."

She knew that after Zicong Sanren passed away, the eldest disciple needed to go back to the mountain to do something, but there were too many things happening in the past few days, which made her frightened every day and couldn't sleep peacefully. She wants to protect Jing Chi, she wants to take care of the sick people, she wants to find out the news, she wants to be vigilant against Jing Zheng, and she wants to beware of Yan Rong's invasion...... One by one, it is not bothering, but she didn't confide in Jing Chi and complained a little, he had just ascended the throne, and he didn't care about the government, so how could he bother him with these things.

Meng Yining buried his head back in his hard and broad chest, the warmth was about to make him forget everything.

"I love you."

"Huh?"

She suddenly looked up and looked into the man's eyes that looked like smiling foxes.

He stepped forward and kissed the girl's trembling lips. She could hear his heartbeat, powerful, determined. The aroma of wine between the lips and teeth is long and long, and the heart seems to be placed in warm sugar water, and the sweetness is shrouded.

"I ...... too Missed you so much. ”

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