He looked up suddenly, the heavy rain made his vision a little blurry, but he still saw Princess Changping standing under the dome of the Taimiao.

He is already a first-class military general, and he is ranked high, so he can see it really.

Beneath the dark canopy, rolling cumulus clouds. There was a faint mixture of lightning and thunder, and the thunder was not loud. From afar, with the sound of roaring rolling, under the golden cornices of the Taimiao, on the high white marble steps, Princess Changping was also staring at him.

The golden-red princess dress was very dazzling even in such a gloom, her skin was plain white, her eyes were clear and resentful, her lips were like vermilion, and her hair was thick and black. Murong Qianqian had endured not going to see her for many days, and when he saw her suddenly, he only felt a faint pain in his heart.

Exactly that night. What was her momentary hesitation for?

Maybe he asked too much, although she kept teasing him, she boldly hugged him, and even took the initiative to kiss him, but she is a girl after all, and it is normal to hesitate in that kind of thing.

Is he thinking too much?

Murong Qianqian couldn't be sure, but what he could be sure of was that he had really fallen.

In the days when he didn't see her, he really thought a lot.

He couldn't let go of her anymore. Even if I look at it from a distance, I seem to feel very satisfied, but I am not satisfied.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier. The rain silk was connected into a thread, weaving a big net, and the dense hood shrouded it, making his vision more and more blurred, but he was trying to open his eyes wide, he should have offended her that night, he made her retch, Murong Qianqian didn't know if he should go to the princess's mansion at night again, if he could see him here, he was willing to look at her a few more times.

The saint of Tiancheng danced happily in the rain. He succeeded, he finally succeeded, and he knew what was going to be in front of him, a golden strip

From today on, no one will dare to slander his so-called mana, no one will dare to question his ability, he will be the first person to stand behind Emperor Su, what queen, what prince, what prince will all step aside.

As long as he captures Emperor Su's heart, this dynasty will be captured by him.

It's a pity that Wuchen died, but the calculations he left behind were indeed extremely accurate.

It's good to die, it's a second to die, otherwise he has to spend his time trying to eradicate the hidden danger hidden around him.

Wuchen calculated a lot of things, and he wrote them down one by one, but in fact, everything else was no longer important. With this move today, he has laid an unbreakable foundation.

"Heaven bless Daqi" In the pouring rain, the Tiancheng saint knelt down in front of Emperor Su with his hands raised and shouted loudly.

He shouted, knelt, civil and military officials all prostrate on the ground, shouting in unison, the sound of "God bless Daqi" shook the universe, lingering in the sky above the Taimiao.

"Purple microstar shifts." Feng Wuchen made a handprint under the flower window, silently calculated, and then he spit out these four words in his heart, and when he opened his eyes, those bright eyes were already full of joy.

Born out of phase, Ziwei Star moved, and Emperor Su's luck began to decline.

Little junior brother, three years at most, two years at the earliest, I am afraid that what you think in your heart will slowly begin to become a reality.

However, the person who leaves the soul is a variable, and it must be guarded against.

It's just that Yun Chu has already moved out of Yunxia Palace and set up his own princess's mansion, and there is no soul fixing array for him in the princess's mansion, so I'm afraid that Yun Chu's variable will become more and more a hidden danger in the future.

There is also Yun Wenjin, Yun Chu's sister, Qin Wangfu is really an outlier, how could there be two soul-leaving people

Feng Wuchen sighed silently, after all, the way of heaven is not something that ordinary people like him can completely peep into, he can only take advantage of the situation.

Forget it, now that Ziwei Star is moving, it is already a good phenomenon, if anything happens in the future, then the soldiers will come to block it, and the water will cover it.

He is not an immortal, and he can't control the future of the world, but he can try his best to guide the future in one direction.

The little junior brother wants revenge, and he has promised to help him, but he has taken such a big risk and exerted such a lot of strength, it is impossible for him to have no benefits at all.

The Chu family's kung fu is done on the bright side, while their Feng family is done behind the scenes, which is one of the reasons why he needs to restore his identity. He couldn't do anything with a dustless face and title anymore.

Daqi's fortune has changed, what will become in the future, and it is not clear what the specific wind and dust will become, but he can be sure that Emperor Su will inevitably fall.

As for the future of the Feng family, he will try his best to maintain it, this is the duty of being a child of the Feng family, just as the junior brother has his family responsibilities, he also has it. Servant Bird Kaiba.

This heavy rain has rained for three days in a row, greatly alleviating the drought in the capital, it is also a coincidence, the rain in the capital, all parts of Daqi have begun to rain, one after another, the people are also cheering, and the dry land has begun to recover.

The displaced people on the outskirts of the capital saw that it had rained and the drought had eased, and they returned to their hometowns one after another.

The Qin Palace's palace distributed grain seeds to each of their households, and now the replanting may be able to harvest some grain before the winter comes.

Although the grain distributed by the Qin Wangfu was not much, only a small bag, but in the eyes of the croppers, it gave them hope for life, and the reputation of the Qin Wangfu was indeed growing day by day as Yun Chu said before.

After the rain, it took about half a month for the drought in Daqi to be truly eliminated, but the few wells dug by the Qin Wangfu for the people of the capital in the drought were preserved, especially the first one, because of the perennial splash, it turned into a scene in the capital. Meng Qishan simply suggested that the Qin Wangfu pay for the construction of a pavilion by the well, planted flowers and trees, and many literati and ink writers gathered in the pavilion by the well, leaving a lot of ink treasures, all of which were engraved into a stele by the Qin Wangfu and erected by the well.

Compared with His Royal Highness the Prince's suppression of the Poetry Society, the Qin Palace's move undoubtedly curried favor with the scholars of Daqi, and the balance tilted subtly towards the Qin Palace.

"Princess, princess." Pu Jia rushed into the room of the county lord of Changping in a fuss, "Someone has sent a gift." ”

"Send it, send it." Yun Chu raised her eyelids slightly, Pu Jia was so noisy, she was studying Xiao Yanshu hard, and the time she had agreed with Yun Wenjin was about to come. If you don't work hard, what if you put down Murong Qianzhen but can't please him

Jin Sizi is really a wonderful person, and he writes those things between men and women thoroughly and beautifully, just like the new book wrote, Yun Chu just thought that such a scene was also used on Murong Qianqi, and he felt that his blood was boiling.