Chapter 253: It's been a hundred years since I turned back
A Miaoman figure paced over, stood in front of her, looked at it with a condescending smile, and gently spat out words like smoke, "Desperate?" Is it painful? Do you hate it to the extreme? β
Hate...... She hates it
Danjia glared at her, even the corners of her eyes cracked, and she shed blood and tears, but she couldn't say a word
"Do you want revenge? I'm kind today, so I'll show you the way. β
At this moment, Qingluan's voice was extremely clear in her heart-
"It's very simple, you tell Ming Yaohua the identity of Danli, the two of them will definitely fight to the death, in this way, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?"
Danjia fell to the ground, her long hair was scattered, her skirt was wrinkled, and her straight eyes were shining because of this sentence
On the second day of the sixth month, it was a bright summer, and the court and China were in turmoil, and the people were panicked, but Emperor Zhaoyuan had a will: to pardon the sins of the Xiban tribe and canonize the little prince Jensen, who had been captured many years ago, as the new king of the Xiban.
This decree is puzzling, and it is said that it was drafted by the national teacher after a secret discussion with Emperor Zhaoyuan.
It is said in the court that it was the previous rebellious King Xi who killed too much and killed the good as a thief, and now the emperor is kind-hearted, so he returned the kings and tribes of the Western barbarians.
In any case, the person concerned, Komori, was also confused, and he didn't know what was going on at all, so he was stuffed with a large team of attendants and gold and silver brocade like a cramming, and was hurriedly sent back to the tribe.
On the ninth day of the first month of June, Danli braved the rising sun and saw off Komori in front of Danfeng Gate.
"When you go back, give this gold and silver to the people of your tribe, who have suffered and suffered for many years, and if you want them to recognize you as king, you must first give you some good sweetness."
Dan Li took advantage of the approaching people around him, and pulled Komori to talk about the way of being a king, and the young man was surprised and embarrassed when he heard it.
"I remember it all, Concubine Xian."
The young man standing in the sunlight, with a long body and a jade body, handsome and profound facial features, after taking off his dementia, the whole person looks very smart and clever, affectionate and caring.
Dan Li was not happy when he heard this name, stretched out and pinched the sides of his cheeks, and then pulled hard to both sides, "Call me a mother again, and I will pinch you into a round cake face."
Xiao Sen shouted in a low voice, Dan Li let go, looked at him very proudly, showing off his merits, "Thanks to me, you don't have to be a fool anymore......"
Speaking of which, she herself found that she was speechless, so she pursed her lips, looked him up and down, and praised his beauty, "Xiao Sen, you are really handsome, there must be a bunch of girls rushing to marry you when you go home, at that time, don't forget to give me a thank you gift." β
"I'll never forget, Sister Xiaoli, your kindness...... There are also Mei Xuanzhi and Brother Ji......"
Komori recalled the past and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
At the beginning, when he was still demented and ignorant from time to time, although his knife skills were sharp, he was like a fierce beast, and ordinary people were reluctant to approach, only these few people regarded him as a brother without any guilt, took care of him and cared for him.
"Shhhh
Dan Li looked left and right, and asked someone to bring an old palace attendant over, "I don't have anything to give, this old man is said to be very good at taking care of people, so you can take it with you."
Xiao Sen looked at it and was taken aback, "Isn't this Lao Dong." β
"What Lao Dong, this palace only knows that this is a sin slave who has committed the crime of rebellion, and it is not worth a few dollars, so I will give it to you"
Dan Li winked at him, Xiao Sen immediately understood, smiled and didn't shirk again, "In this way, Xiao Wang is better to be respectful than to obey." β
Dan Li saw that no one was paying attention to the left and right, and whispered in a low voice: "After this limelight, Xiao Ji and Xiao Mei will definitely go to you, so that you can return Lao Dong to him - Xiao Ji, a noble son, if no one is around to take care of him, I am afraid that I will not even be able to enjoy the fragrant soup bath."
Komori smiled slightly, his eyes in the sunlight showing a pleasant and relaxed amber color, "Don't worry, we will meet again." β
Do you want to meet......
Dan Li bent the corners of his lips and watched him leave, the gray and white yarrow in his sleeve was constantly beating.
She quietly put it in the palm of her hand, took it out and looked at it, but her eyes became coldβthis sign was a sign that she would never see each other for a long time
Her deep eyelashes fluttered, she put away her smile and ordered, "Let's go back to the palace." β
For a while, the palace maid was like a cloud, and Yin Ziyanhong followed her behind the car, but she didn't know that there was a pair of resentful eyes secretly looking at her from a distance.
The day is gradually getting hotter, the sun is dazzling, and the slightest walk in the court is sweating.
But in the Yunxiao Pavilion of Qingyun Zhai, it is still as cool and empty as before.
On the top floor of the vast tower, the cyan stone bricks are still as they have been for thousands of years, no one has set foot on them, and there is no dust.
Ming Yaohua was as usual in the past, wearing a plain Zen white robe, leaning against the window, staring out of the sky, the origin and extinction, the flowers falling and blooming, as if she was just a snap of her fingers.
When Ning Fei stepped on the heavy stone steps to reach the top of the building, he saw such a clear and beautiful back.
"Are you here?"
Ming Yaohua didn't look back, but asked softly.
With her permission, only Ning Fei was the only one who could enter and leave the top of this tower at any time, and even Yu Weaving would knock on the door with divine thoughts outside.
The sunlight was swaying, illuminating her figure clearly and hazy, as if she was going to go away from the wind - Ning Fei's heartstrings were inexplicably plucked at this moment.
He took a deep breath and approached without hesitation, "I'm here." β
The two asked and answered, as if there was only each other in this world, the wind quietly blew the white yarn, the fragrance of Zen diffused between the breaths of the two, and the minds were clear.
"The day before yesterday, you had unfinished words, so you left in a hurry...... Are you going to tell me today? β
Ming Yaohua finally turned around and smiled, there was no fireworks in the world, but it made people's eyes hot, and their hearts jumped again
Ning Fei only felt that his heart was rippling, and the whole person seemed to be melting in spring water, warm, and he didn't think about anything, he subconsciously said: "That's because Xiaoli-"
The name, like a key taboo, choked his voice and made him speechless.
"You've never been like this since I've known you."
Ming Yaohua didn't ask, her voice seemed to sigh and pity.
"What the hell is going on?"
Ning Fei was dumbfounded, he didn't fail to say it, and every time he said this name, his heart seemed to have a thorn horizontally, faintly painful, deep into the bone marrow, and straight to the end of the soul.
He shook his head, and in a daze, he said something else, "I'm here today to give you something." β
He stretched out his hand, took out a bag from his bosom, and when he opened it, he saw that it was half a banner of silk satin, which shone brilliantly in the daylight, showing all kinds of strange and profound charm embroidery.
"It's ......"
Ming Yaohua was shocked, no longer as clean and waveless as usual, she stood up excitedly, and her eyes were shocked to condense on this piece of brocade-
"This is, the other half of the Xuanyuan Banner
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