His eyes moved, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, Gong Linghua leaned over Gong Zhaohui slightly, his face was full of respect, he lowered his head, and responded in a deep voice:

"Yes."

With a faint "um", Gong Zhaohui flicked his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and walked in the direction of Xuantong and the others.

Sensing that someone was approaching, Xuan Yun's eyes moved, and he glanced at Su Yunran, who was sleeping between the hair of the spirit lion, his brows furrowed slightly, and after a few breaths, he stood up directly, took a few steps forward, bowed slightly at Gong Zhaohui, and lowered his voice.

"Your Majesty."

Sensing that Xuan Tong could lower his voice, Gong Zhaohui raised his eyebrows, glanced behind him, and seemed to understand something, so he also lowered his voice and bowed slightly to the person in front of him:

"Xuan Gongzi."

The corners of his mouth were hooked, and a gentle smile bloomed between Xuan Tong's eyebrows, with an undisguised sense of pampering.

"Little junior sister is so tired today, she is already asleep."

"Just now, when Xuan Mou arrived at Fengluan Palace, he happened to encounter a group of puppets attacking Fengluan Palace, and after Xuan Mou and others killed them, they were worried that they would attack again, so they stayed here."

With a deep sigh of relief, Gong Zhaohui's eyes moved slightly, "Thank you." ”

"No problem."

With a casual wave of his hand, Xuan Tong turned his head slightly, and looked at Su Yunran, who was sleeping peacefully between the soft hair of the spirit lion, with a touch of tenderness between his eyebrows and eyes, and the aura around his body also changed, putting away all the sharp and cold edges.

"Your Majesty."

Retracting his gaze, Xuan Tong looked at Gong Zhaohui and arched his hand, "Now that this matter should have subsided, Xuan Mou took the Su family and his junior brother to leave." ”

"Okay."

Nodding, Gong Zhaohui raised his eyes slightly, glanced at everyone as if inadvertently, smiled gently, and said in a deep voice with a bit of the kindness of an elder.

"Be careful on the road."

"Definitely."

Xuan Tong shook his head, and a faint gloomy color flashed on his face, but at that moment, he disappeared, and he couldn't see any clues.

Arching his hand at Gong Zhaohui, Xuan Tong sank his voice, but it had a bit of a different taste.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern."

"Farewell."

After speaking, Xuan Tong turned around directly, and left this place with Su Yunran, who was already asleep, Su Yunhua, Su Yunshu and Nan Shiyan, who were pranayama on the side.

The huge body of the spirit lion gradually disappeared into the vast night, leaving only the aftermath of the roar, lingering in Gong Zhaohui's ears and reaching his heart.

After a little groaning, looking at this deep night, Gong Zhaohui frowned tightly, breathed a deep sigh of relief, and many thoughts surged in his heart.

Xuantong, Xuantong, who are you sacred?

From this point of view, Gongzi Yan, the little girl of the Su family, this Xuantong is from the same school.

Which force can cultivate such an outstanding disciple?

For some reason, a coolness slowly rose from the bottom of Gong Zhaohui's heart, spreading to his entire back.

It's a bit of a bleak feeling.

When she came to the dormitory, she retreated from everyone, and when the queen came to the table and sat down, she looked at her bright makeup in the diamond flower bronze mirror with an expressionless face, and her luxurious steps swayed slightly, reflecting the bright light.

After being silent for a long time, the queen raised her hand, took off the hair ornaments on the high bun one by one, and put them on the table at will, as if each piece of jewelry worth thousands of gold, which represents the jewel of the queen's supreme status, in her eyes, is nothing at all.

When all the hair accessories were removed, the cloud-like black hair fell like a waterfall, as if flowing with a cold moonlight.

The voice sounded, and the queen moved her slender fingers expressionlessly and untied her waist.

First the dark shawl, then the dark gold robe, the light-colored middle garment, and the jade belt, one by one, fell to the cold jade ground.

The delicate embroidery outlined by the gold thread lies quietly, glowing with gilt luster under the flickering candlelight.

The hand was raised at will, the spiritual power was running, and those luxurious clothes were thrown aside at will, making a slight sound.

After all this was done, the queen sat down at the table again, looking coldly at her face in the mirror, and she actually felt a little decadent.

It seems to have washed away the lead, far away from the prosperity of this world, and there are thousands of splendor.

Plain clothes with long hair and low eyebrows.

faded away from the usual dignified and serious, but gave birth to a bit of a woman's safe softness.

Just an ordinary woman.

That's it.

The nails painted with bright red cardamom moved slightly, the thick eyelashes trembled, and the queen's breath paused, and then she sighed deeply, and her eyes gradually became illusory, with an obvious water color.

"Twilight spring weaves the green ocean,

Poetry of a thousand thoughts. ”

A low voice lingered in the empty hall, and a deep sigh turned into a cold wind and dissipated into the vast night.

The candle flame flickered, and the beaded gauze curtain made a clear sound, shrouding it with a pale halo.

"Green Thoughts."

"Green Thinking ......"

Another sigh blurred everything in front of him.

In a blur, the face of the little girl with delicate eyebrows clearly appeared in front of her.

When the sound of blades entering the flesh sounded in the ears one after another, when the screams and sorrows were endless, when the people around them fell one after another, when the blood spread the entire vision.

When the cold blade is against his neck.

"Queen Mother!"

An anxious voice came, and Gong Linghua's slender figure suddenly stopped in place, the long sword in his hand stopped, and the attack that had been prepared was also forcibly withdrawn.

"His Royal Highness the Prince."

The man in black beside him sent the sharp blade to the queen's neck, pressing out a crimson blood mark, which looked particularly dazzling on the white skin.

With a few chuckles, the man in black spoke casually, with a bit of provocation.

"Your Highness, be careful."

With a grin on the corners of his lips, the voice of the man in black rose slightly.

"If it's a careless person, this queen mother, but you want it"

As he spoke, the sharp blade in his hand moved forward a few points.

Bursts of pain came from above her neck, and the queen narrowed her eyes, her eyebrows frowned slightly, but her face remained unchanged, and she did not make any sound.

"Queen Mother!"

Gritting his teeth, Gong Linghua frowned, his aura changed greatly, and his voice was a lot lower.

"What do you want to do?"

Hearing this, the man in black chuckled directly, and a pair of gloomy eyes glanced at Gong Linghua obliquely and raised his eyebrows.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, don't worry, there is no malice here."

As he spoke, he laughed a few more times, and the man in black paused, and spoke again, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, I heard that your sword has been contracted by the Lord since he was a child, and it is a rare divine blade. ”

The voice was elongated a little, and the man in black looked at Gong Linghua with a faint smile, but it was a little cold.

"I'm very envious."

"I don't know, His Royal Highness the Prince, can you let me take a look at that long sword?"

"No, you can't!"