Bai Qian followed Yan Xuanfeng to the outside.

This afternoon, Bai Qian has not eaten because he is in a depressed mood, as for Yan Xuanfeng, his eyes have always fallen on Bai Qian's face, and the two of them do not dare to go far because of Bai Ze's relationship, they are just walking in the patio, there is a dull thunder, and it is autumn.

The autumn thunder is not as much as the spring thunder, but the sound is huge, a thunder, and then there is lightning in the sky, and the sky is shining, and the white miserable light also falls on the girl's face, under the lightning, the white skin is whiter than snow.

"Liu Yunqiao is probably going to rebel recently, that plan ...... Isn't it also ......?"

"Your Majesty, since this matter has been planned, just act immediately, don't dare to hesitate, lest you have too many dreams at night," Bai Qian said, Yan Xuanfeng nodded. "It's good, it's good." The two of you, look at me, I look at you, Yan Xuanfeng suddenly felt that although Assan-sang had disappeared, it had completely ended his life.

But it's more not sad, but an indescribable nostalgia, his heart often hurts, but what surprises Yan Xuanfeng even more is that with Bai Qian, that sad feeling is like a bubble, which will gradually disappear, disappear, disappear......

"That's good, I understand." He looked at Bai Qian, the white phoenix eyes, as if slightly emitting a touch of luminous light, he had never seen such beautiful phoenix eyes again, Bai Qian also seemed to feel unnatural, and took a small step back.

"Will you be my queen?"

"Okay." Bai Qian's face was already red.

On the second day, Honglu Temple and Qin Tianjian have been optimistic about the time, saying that it is August 15 this year, it is necessary to go to the temple to worship, one comes to Yan Xuanfeng to pray for the peace and tranquility of the country and the people, and the second is to be regarded as having fun with the people, after all, the current Emperor Yan has been ...... He's dead.

Early in the morning, the officials of Honglu Temple were busy, Yan Xuanfeng got into the car, the white clouds in the sky had just had a touch of golden yellow, and the clouds seemed to be secrets, with an indescribable beauty.

Yan Xuanfeng got into the carriage and closed the curtain, the carriage was pulled by four horses, the lion was very fast, like a thunderbolt.

He sat in the carriage, looking at the rows of buildings and palaces in Zihua City, it was very brilliant and gorgeous, the sun came out, the light fell on those beautiful roofs, refracting a light that was simply unacceptable to the naked eye, and when the time came, the carriage rolled and went to the outside of the palace.

Imperial capital, Kowloon City is very densely populated.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, the sky was clear, and the light sunlight in the sky sprinkled a layer of crimson tulle on the buildings in the city of Sijiu, and the brilliant scarlet color covered the palaces and pavilions, as well as all the mountains and plants in the imperial capital.

At this moment, Bai Qian came out of the temple and looked at the convoy that was about to travel away, the destination this time was the Taimiao, the Taimiao was built on Jiuhua Mountain, which was originally built to worship the imperial mausoleum.

A group of fathers-in-law dressed in black were already in good spirits, and then, the celebrant and Qin Tianjian of Honglu Temple, and even the accompanying Jinyi guards were all ready to go, the Luan bell rang, and the group went outside.

Bai Qian's mind was uneasy, although this was his own suggested action, they actually didn't know how many troops they had hidden among the people with virtue, but they knew that these troops must be very considerable, and their honor guard did not look good.

In fact, it was a deliberate reduction in the number of people, in order to really outflank Emperor Yan's team, Bai Qian had a plan for a second hand, and when their carriage went out, everything was covered by might.

Then, Bai Qian got into the carriage, and now, Bai Qian's most concerned is Bai Ze, Bai Ze has been crazy recently, when will this disease be cured.

"Princess, can I go?" Bai Qian sat in a carriage, very ordinary, not like it was used by the emperor's relatives, but it seemed to be used by ordinary people, such a carriage was completely unnoticeable when it arrived in the imperial capital, and even, even the robbers who blocked the road and robbed would not embarrass this carriage.

Bai Qian was stunned and looked at the coachman, but the corner of the coachman's mouth contained a meaningful smile, the unfathomable phoenix eyes, dark and swarthy, and Bai Qian's heart seemed to sink into a bottomless pit.

"Okay."

The sky, the fluttering clouds on the glazed tiles, cast their graceful and graceful shadows, the gentle autumn wind blowing, blowing the white hair messy, she held the palm of her hand, because of the force, because the nervous nails have been embedded in the palm.

However, Bai Qian still went forward without hesitation, since he decided to stay in Yanling Country to help Yan Xuanfeng, Bai Qian seemed to have broken off with Bai Shenguo, knowing that Shenguo was the most important thing.

From the side of the Xuanshu Palace, the magnificent and charming Qinglong Gate came out, and out of the Hanguang Gate, it was another world.

Bai Qian's heart was beating very fast, what Yan Lingguo built was indeed much better than their Bai Shen Kingdom, just looking at this Zihua City, how big is the area of this Zihua City? According to the records of the imperial capital's Kanyu map and historical books, it was covered for more than 300 miles and isolated from the sky.

The imperial capital was built along the mountain range, and the mountain range was folded west because of the Hu Bei structure, so it had a good atmosphere. In such gold, a moat was formed, and the two rivers dissolved and flowed into the palace wall. The emperor is completely wrapped in the center, and the people outside can only look forward to seeing the brilliant color of the emperor, and it is not easy to know more about it.

As for now, after the finishing and construction of Yan Xuanfeng, the imperial capital has the Qinglong Gate, the Vermilion Bird Gate, the Xuanwu Gate, and the White Tiger Gate. It's just five steps to the first floor, ten steps to a pavilion, beautiful.

Speaking of the ingenuity of the building complex, it is also a corridor waist and a back, the eaves and teeth are high pecked, each hugging the terrain, and intriguing. Finish. These are not counted, that is just the visual experience of the vista to people, take a closer look, you will find that the buildings here are coiled, embarrassed, beehive water vortex, I don't know how many tens of millions of them fall.

There is also the long bridge lying on the waves, the road is empty, the high and low are confused, and I don't know the west and the east. The song platform is warm, and the spring is melting; The dance hall is cold-sleeved, and the wind and rain are miserable.

This is different from Bai Shenguo, who is a concubine, a prince and a grandson, who resigned from the palace and came from Qin. Morning song night strings.

They were about to go out, but now she was nervous, what would happen to them, would they win in one fell swoop?

Outside, Emperor Yan's army, led by Liu Yunqiao, had already prepared a yellow robe for himself, and this year's chrysanthemums were blooming very brilliantly, with a murderous atmosphere. The lush chrysanthemums bloomed so vigorously, Liu Yunqiao stood on a lofty chrysanthemum platform, condescendingly looking at the army presented in front of him.

What a magnificence it was, and the number of people was innumerable. In fact, over the years, Emperor Yan's military reserve force has already been able to compete with Dijing, and there are not many soldiers in Dijing, and some of them are on the border outside.

He looked into the distance, and his mind immediately came to Zihua City that he had been to before, how beautiful Zihua City was, where it was simply heaven and earth, the arrogance and wealth in Zihua City were not something anyone could imagine.