Three years later.

In the twenty-seventh year of Southern Chu and Rui, the Chu Emperor died, and the whole country was mourned.

In the same year, the new emperor ascended the throne, changed the name of the country to Qixiang, and granted amnesty to the world.

In the first year of Qixiang, Shuiyu, the sixth son of Shui, was meritorious from the dragon, and the Lin'an Shui clan, a century-old family, was reinstated by the imperial court and entrusted with important tasks.

The Shui clan returned to Shangqing, the capital of Southern Chu, all the way, with heavy carriages and horses, winding for several miles.

Stopping all the way, this day finally arrived at the Shangqingcheng Shui Mansion.

Will settle everyone in the house, the old man Shui just breathed a sigh of relief, and saw the housekeeper hurriedly entering the room and returning to the house, and the holy decree had arrived outside the mansion.

When the old man heard this, his energetic eyes narrowed slightly, paused, and sighed!

Get up and lead the people of the water family, sprinkle and sweep the floor, and kneel to welcome the holy decree.

The content of the holy decree is very simple, in addition to greeting the hard work of the boat and car all the way, there is only one sentence: the seventh lady of the Xuanshui clan, Shuiyue, choose a day to enter the palace to face the saint.

After sending his father-in-law back to the palace, he stood at the door of the main hall of the century-old mansion of the Shui family, looking at the fighting horns on the cornices, with a solemn expression, and was silent for a long time.

The next day, the upper class of Shangqingcheng was powerful, and everyone knew that the Shui family not only had the amazing talent and Yanyan to assist the new emperor to ascend the throne, the sixth son of Shui, Shuiyu.

There is also a beautiful Miss Shuiqi who is in the city.

Moreover, before the new emperor succeeded to the throne, he had been exiled for many years, and although he had a weak crown, he had never set up a concubine.

At this time, it was a national funeral, and it was not appropriate to choose a concubine, and the middle palace was vacant.

The Shui brothers and sisters, if they can win the green eyes of the new emperor, the future will be limitless.

I'm afraid the Shui clan is really making a comeback this time.

On the black market, the portrait of Miss Shui Yue is worth 10,000 gold.

It's a pity that there is no market, and no one has ever seen a beautiful fairy.

It is rumored that the seventh lady is not fragrant enough in the country, and the sinking fish and geese are not enough, and the fifteenth year is a good year for cardamom tips.

"Miss! Miss! Wake up! Today is the day to enter the palace and face the saint, so you have to freshen up and dress up early. The big girl whispered through the screen in the inner room of the Falling Moon Pavilion.

After that, he didn't stop, went straight out of the door, and told the little girls to prepare to enter the palace.

Before long, a green felt soft sedan chair came out of the side door of the water mansion, reflecting the faint sky, like the Weiyang Palace, the center of imperial power in Southern Chu.

At this time, in the Weiyang Palace, the lights were bright, the high-grade clusters of new hairpin ring gauze skirts of various colors were sprinkled all over the ground, and several Xuanyi shadows pressed their blades and swords rattling.

Emperor Chu Nangong Qi lazily leaned on the bright yellow brocade couch, with a sword as thin as cicada wings between his neck, the blade of the sword had already cut through the skin on the side of the neck, and the blood line dripped down the sword body onto the brocade couch.

Raising his hand and waving his hand, the shadow instantly disappeared into the darkness.

Nangong Qi raised a pair of phoenix eyes that were as beautiful as green willows, and for a moment stared at the white-clothed young man standing in front of him with the hilt of the sword in his hand.

In the end, he had no choice but to open his thin lips lightly, and said in a low voice: "Yu'er! Would you rather kill me than let me enter the palace with Xuan Shuiyue? ”

"I don't want to." The handsome face of the young man in white was as indifferent as jade.

The tip of the sword was handed inward again, and the blood line on the sword body was thicker.

Nangong Qi was pained and said with a wry smile: "Yu'er, it seems that you really want to kill me." In order to prevent Shui Yue from entering the palace, he even disregarded the future and net worth of the Shui family. ”

"Nangong Qi, you and I both know that the Shui family has never had a Seventh Miss, and even the Sixth Lady of Shui is a fake. And why do you have to fabricate a Miss Shui Qi out of thin air. ”

"Why? I, why the hell, Yu'er, you have unparalleled wisdom, how can you not know. It's just that I don't want to! ”

"Even if you know that I don't want to, then don't force me." Shui Yu still said indifferently.

For a while, the dormitory was silent only the ticking sound of blood droplets.

Tick...... Tick...... The peculiar fishy-sweet smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger.

Nangong Qi's eyes were still staring at the water jade, as if he was waiting for something.

As the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, Shui Yu's face gradually turned pale, and the hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably.

In the end, he couldn't support it, abandoned his sword, jumped into Nangong Qi's neck, and sucked blood in a big gulp.

Faced with this strange scene, Nangong Qi looked as usual except for a trace of paleness, and he didn't even frown, obviously he was used to it.

With both hands, he gently hugged Shui Yu, who was delirious and only cared about sucking blood, in his arms, and said softly:

"Yu'er!

What the mother wants is the throne.

What Yu'er wants is the blood of the Son of Heaven of my Nangong royal family.

Now, I have got everything that my mother and Yu'er wanted.

But you never asked me what I wanted......

Now! I have what I want, but you'd rather kill me than give it to me. ”

After speaking, he was silent for a moment, and his hands suddenly tightened Shui Yu into his arms, half astringent and half crazy: "Whether it is Shui Yu or Shui Yue, no matter what, I will definitely not let go." ”

Then he said in a low voice: "Nian'an, pass on my will, Shui's bright moon, Gongde and virtuous, fairy and jade, I am very pleased, canonized, after the three-year national mourning period expires, enter the Jinghui Palace." ”

Outside the dormitory, the chief administrator of Ouchi Nian An, who was trembling and waiting, heard the sword fall to the ground, and knew that his saint had finally escaped without incident, and his heart finally swallowed back from his throat.

Hurriedly responded: "No! ”

Then he turned and went to the study in front of the dormitory, and went to the holy decree.

The next day, the government and the opposition were shaken, and the new emperor made the queen without court discussion.

Although the queen was born in the Lin'an Shui family, a century-old family, and her background is sufficient, she also took into account the national funeral of the first emperor, and then held the post-establishment ceremony three years later.

But it still happened suddenly, which made everyone in Shangqingcheng feel angry.

The little-known Miss Shui Qi has become a topic that everyone talks about in Shangqingcheng and even the entire Southern Chu.

After Shui Yu opened his eyes, the holy decree had already been transmitted to Shui Fu for a day, and everything was a foregone conclusion.

Looking at the bright yellow tassels hanging on the top of the bright yellow Qiluo tent, the dusty figure of the man's light purple light veil flashed in front of him.

"Childe, Your Majesty has gone to the front hall to go to the court. Before leaving, he instructed the slave maid to wait for the son to wake up and take the son to Jinghui Palace to visit Miss Seven. Miss Shuiqi's personal big maid listened to the wind and said respectfully.

"What else did he say?" Shui Yu asked coldly.

"Your Majesty said that the holy decree has been issued, although the ceremony will be three years later, for the safety of the young lady, it is better to ask the young lady to live in Jinghui Palace all the time." Listen to the wind and say respectfully.

As soon as the words fell, I saw Shui Yu get up from the jade couch and said lightly: "Then wash and change clothes." ”

Hearing this, he raised his head in surprise and took a closer look at this young man who had only been in the world in the past three years for the first time.

A pair of ink-dyed apricot eyes, the tail of the eyes is elongated, and it is indescribably moving.

The appearance is gorgeous, just one glance, it makes people dizzy, and they dare not look down anymore, and they are very self-harming.

Rao is himself has been a dark man since he was a child, and he has undergone cruel special training, and at this time, in the face of such a young man, he still can't resist the victory of his appearance.

When I was cramped, I heard the young man ask lightly, "When did you enter the Water Mansion?" ”

Listening to the wind, he said blankly: "The slave maid is the water mansion that He Rui entered in the autumn of the twenty-fifth year. ”

"The twenty-fifth autumn of Herui! Good, good. Sure enough, he was laying out what he is today three years ago. Let's go, let's go to Jinghui Palace. ”

Hearing the wind and hearing this, he looked up, and saw that the white-clothed figure had reached the bottom of the steps of the dormitory, and he hurriedly bowed his head and respectfully followed.