Chapter Ninety-Six: The End of the World and the Point of No Return
Chapter Ninety-Six: The End of the World and the Point of No Return
At the most critical moment, she hugged his back, only to feel that the white light in front of her was bursting up, and the whole person seemed to be immersed in the warm spring sun-
Does that count...... What about the legendary evil way of collecting yang and supplementing yin?
At this moment, she actually made such a joke in her heart.
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More leakage, the north wind is howling outside the window, but the red candles are shining in the hall, and the brocade is horizontal.
A snow-white arm was exposed outside the quilt, and the person on the bed seemed to feel the cold, and he woke up quietly.
Danli rubbed his eyes and slowly sat up.
Emperor Zhaoyuan is long gone, only the warm bedding around him, indicating that crazy and happy affair.
The last two candles had burned to the end, and with a crackle, the lights flickered, and then the whole dormitory was dimmed.
She put on her robe at will, and the moment her snow-white feet landed on the white jade floor tiles, her whole body was cold.
She dragged her soft clogs at will, went to the small couch by the window, and poured herself a cup of tea.
With the silver charcoal in the basin skillfully warmed, the tea in the jade pot was still warm, and after drinking it all, she licked the water droplets on her lips, still not knowing how to be satisfied.
So I continued to drink the cow, and after three cups in a row, I felt that the heat in my throat had decreased slightly. Danli stood beside the bed, quietly listening to the wind whimpering, and pushed it with his hand, and the window opened outward.
The wind swept the snow debris on the eaves of the house and fell in a chaotic manner - in such a cold weather, the ice and snow were already difficult to melt, so they condensed into strips, but they were ruthlessly destroyed by the north wind, and finally fell to pieces.
Danli stretched out his hand to catch it, quietly, as if unconsciously fiddling.
She held out her fingers, dipped in the ice chips, and laid them out one by one.
Scattered splinters of ice gradually took shape on the windowsill β the towering mountain, the tree swaying in the wind, and a hut beside the tree.
Although it is simple, it is vivid, and although the fingertips are cold, they exude a warm atmosphere.
Gradually, her fingers stopped, and Danli lowered her eyes, letting the cold wind beat against her face.
In the next moment, she pursed her lips and blew hard, and the ice and snow scattered in all directions, flying to the ends of the earth with the north wind.
"Having come this far, there is no turning back......
A bright smile curled up on her lips, and her tone was cold, but it penetrated into the bone marrow.
She got up and was about to change her clothes and leave, when she heard a crane chirping in the air, and after a flash of white light, a paper crane suddenly landed in her palm.
After reading it, the light flashed in her eyes, but she frowned helplessly: "In the middle of the night, what is he doing with the national teacher?" β
However, after all, she still dismantled the paper crane, folded it three or two times, and a small paper figure appeared in her palm.
She blew lightly, "Go ahead!" β
The white light flashed again, and the paper figure disappeared instantly, and she immediately closed her eyes and attached herself to the paper figure with her mind.
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On the side of the palace wall, on the door of the three big characters of the National Teacher's Mansion, it is really an iron hook and silver stroke, and the ink is condensed with jade.
After the door opened, there was a white mist inside, only Zhen Er, a scarlet woman, slowly stepped out and said, "Long live, the national teacher has just woken up." β
Emperor Zhaoyuan wore a black cloak and stood in front of the door casually, but he had a natural majesty. His voice was deep and clear, "Disturbing the national teacher in the middle of the night, I really have something important haunting in my heart. β
In the white mist, the voice of the prince was smiling, but there were three points of contemplation, "Tonight is an eventful autumn, and the emperor can't sleep, which is also a natural thing." β
He changed his words, but he still did not change his ridicule and ridicule, "The emperor is worthy of being the true son of the dragon, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and did not change color, and he actually had the leisure to summon the palace concubine, which really makes me admire." β
"It's just a chance encounter......"
Emperor Zhaoyuan's eyes instantly appeared Danli's bright smile, such a careless expression, his face was relieved.
As if to shake off this feeling, he paused and explained: "I and the guards have just returned from outside the palace, but we heard a terrible scream in the northwest corner. β
Speaking of this, he actually laughed, although it was only for a moment, the cold on his face also melted and melted in an instant.
"Ha, it was an eventful night."
The young man smiled leisurely and said meaningfully: "First the goldenfinch bird showed miracles, and then the dried corpse that was sucked out of blood appeared in the palace, how many people were busy all night this night......
When he said the word "Golden-winged Bird", Emperor Zhaoyuan's aura suddenly became cold and cold, and his eyes flashed with the fury of extreme flamesβso deep and gloomy, it was a more terrifying feeling than thunder.
The young man seemed to be unaware, and continued to laugh and said: "I heard that the Holy Maiden of Feather Weaving has a lot of connections with His Majesty, and now she has turned against her, she is so determined......
"Enough!"
Emperor Zhaoyuan let out a low snort, and his eyes shot like electricity, but Zhen Er on the side was scared.
Emperor Zhaoyuan took a deep breath, and his voice had already regained its calmness, "Why does the national teacher use words to provoke me?" If my expectations are correct, the pair of dragons and phoenixes that fought with the goldenfinch bird will not be able to get rid of you, right? β
The young man chuckled, like ice jade falling to the ground, indescribably crisp and good-sounding, faintly, but with an indescribable and confusing meaning-
"If I say yes, I'm afraid that in addition to being distressed, I'll blame me for being a beautiful woman......"
Emperor Zhaoyuan's eyes flashed, and his face suddenly sank, "The national teacher is too underestimated." β
His voice was still so low, word by word, but it was as clear as a sharp blade sliding through his heart, "Qingyunzhai and I have become mortal enemies at this moment, and I still don't know which 'saint' they want to support as the Son of Heaven." β
"Hah...... If you hold your breath, you can hide deep enough. From this point of view, the Qingyun Zhai Lord can be regarded as a winner compared to the two sect masters of Tianhuan and Tianshu. β
"Speaking of these two sect masters, I have a question......
Emperor Zhaoyuan looked directly at the void realm behind the mist, and his gaze became sharper and colder, "My younger brother who is not an adult is just that, who is the other descendant of the Ji family?" β
He paused and calmly talked about the results of his investigation, "The Ji clan has been in decline for a long time, and the genealogy is already scattered and difficult to find. Luoyang's branch only has one son left, only seven years old, and two lost ones have not been heard from, so far they have not returned to the genealogy, the branch of the descendant line has settled in Tiandu, the son of the head of the family has died one after another, but there are no less than hundreds of people in the side line......"
Killing intent flashed in his eyes, but it caused the prince to laugh, "In the Spring and Autumn Period, Tu Anjia wanted to kill all the school-age babies in the country in order to kill the son of the Zhao familyβlong live, why not clean up all the branches of the Ji clan and never suffer from future troubles?" β
"Although I don't want to kill, I'm not a tyrant who kills indiscriminately."
Emperor Zhaoyuan's voice became more and more cold, "The Ji clan is a descendant of the emperor of the previous dynasty, if I don't even have this amount of tolerance, the people of the world will look down on me!" β
"Haha...... Your Majesty is broad-minded. β
The young man smiled indistinctly, and after a while, he yawned and said, "Your Majesty caused me to get up in my clothes, but now when I speak, I am drowsy again...... If it's all right, I'm going to go get some sleep. β