Chapter 1: The Sleeping Beauty
The sky was covered with dark clouds, like wild horses on the loose. Everything around him suddenly became dim. From time to time, there was a faint sound of thunder in the clouds. Suddenly, a blinding bolt of lightning streaked through the sky, casting a layer of light on everything on the earth. Then there was another thunderstorm, and it rained heavily.
The wind blew the window lattice! The candle light is uncertain.
Piercing lightning flashed across the luxurious dormitory, each dazzling lightning bolt seemed to split the soft light that flashed from the crystal coffin like a sharp sword, and on the gorgeous carved hollow bed, there was a luxurious crystal coffin. Under the window, leaning against the wall, three handsome teenagers snuggled tightly. In this night of lightning and thunder, the gorgeous and magnificent dormitory is revealed everywhere, which is particularly strange.
None of the three handsome young men wanted to step forward to see if the people in the crystal coffin were okay, so they snuggled together like this, looking sad and indignant, silent, and their eyes were cast on the crystal coffin from afar.
In the crystal coffin lies a beautiful petite little girl of five or six years old, she is wearing a luxurious red brocade dress,
The raw jade snow is lovely, the skin is like condensed fat, the lips are like cherry blossoms, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, and the long and curled eyelashes like butterfly wings are weakly pulled down, covering the smart demeanor of the eyes.
Suddenly, a gust of wind came in and blew out the candlelight, and the dormitory suddenly dimmed, only the soft halo of the night pearl emitted from the crystal coffin, which added a haze to people in this dark night.
"Click" lightning flashed a white light, like brandishing a sharp sword, as if to tear the sky apart, and then a deafening rumbling thunder came, and the raindrops the size of beans smashed on the roof.
Accompanied by a thunderclap, a violent voice sounded: "Beat, beat this king hard, kill this dog minion, and the crime of murdering the county lord should be punished, and the nine clans should be killed." β
"Ah, the prince spares his life." A miserable wail echoed in the Qiwang Mansion.
"Vier, my Vier! Lord Wang, you have to be the master for Wei'er, you can't let Wei'er be wronged and persecuted by traitors for no reason, and your dog slave's ten lives are not enough to compensate. β
"Dog minion, eat the bear's heart and leopard gall, you dog minion, the king will not let you go even if you die, and it will be difficult to vent the hatred in the king's heart if you take your corpse to feed the wolf."
The prince's shouts and hoarse cries of pain echoed in the Qi Palace. The servants and maids were frightened. They had a feeling that ------- prince's shouting was more terrible than thunder, and the clubs of the law enforcers were more lethal than lightning, and the skin and flesh of the people who hit them were miserable.
After a while, the screams gradually weakened, and suddenly the screams stopped.
In the palace, there were still loud and angry sounds, sometimes mixed with weeping.
The wind blew in through the crack in the door, crackling the beaded curtains.
A young man in a gray shirt, his handsome face was covered with a layer of ice, and it took him a long time to move his numb legs, and he said to himself; "Dead, dead, dead like that."
Another flash of lightning flashed, and the boy finally withdrew his gaze and looked at the other handsome boys. They are all eleven or twelve years old, each with their own elegance, and their handsome faces can make women jealous and envious, and men admire. In this night of lightning and thunder, their eyes were full of anger and haze, sharper than Dao swords, and their handsome facial features were quite distorted and struggling.
"It's her, it's her, it's all her fault!" The gray-shirted young man suddenly walked forward, jumped on the bed and pushed the lid of the crystal coffin, trying to drag the culprit out of it to denounce it.
"Yes, it's her, it's her! Confined us in this room like trapped beasts, unable to display the ambitions of a good man, but becoming his happy husband! A purple-robed young man rushed over and kicked the lid of the coffin,
Warm stones are placed around the inside of the crystal coffin to ensure a constant temperature inside the coffin. In the four corners were four night pearls the size of goose eggs, and the soft light cast on his face made his face even more distorted.
A young man in a white shirt walked around the screen, took a few steps, stretched out a pair of bony hands from his wide sleeves, pulled one with one hand, and dragged them off the bed; "Cao Feng and Yuan Ye, you two must not be reckless! Do not move the lid of the coffin, lest the cold air from the outside invade and destroy the constant temperature inside the coffin, so that the county lord's body temperature is uneven, causing her to be unable to wake up, and we will all be implicated. β
He glanced at the petite beauty lying asleep in the crystal coffin, hurriedly got up and closed the door, and dropped the door valve to keep the cold air outside out.
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of a fist smashing on the table behind him, and a sad and angry voice came from behind him: "Hunt Qi, how can you understand my heart at this time, the four of us entered the palace together, but now there are only three of us left, his ending, maybe it is our ending, how willing am I!" β
Hunt Qi closed the door, turned around, and glanced at the handsome son named Cao Feng in a gray robe: "Think twice before acting, plan first and then act, gather momentum, don't disobey the prince and princess now, otherwise you will die a miserable death like him!" β
The sunny smile on the face of the red-robed young man disappeared after hearing the screams, and his emotions also seemed to fluctuate, with a handsome face revealing a sad expression: "Yesterday I was drinking with him, but today I was separated by yin and yang, a gentle and jade son was killed under the stick, why did the prince want to execute him!" β
Cao Feng glared at the crystal coffin viciously: "Xiangyang, you don't know, he doesn't want to be bound by the land of the fighting room to become her Chongxi husband, so he designed to escape." Who would have thought that his every move had long been watched by secret agents, and before he could escape from the city, he was caught and told to the prince, punished by the prince, and beat him to death! β
Xiang Yang looked at the beautiful sleeping face in the crystal coffin and sighed regretfully; "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's not worth it to die so impulsively! Worth! β
Hunt Qi stared out the window, looked at the rain curtain of thunder and lightning, and slowly whispered, "Everyone has his own life, maybe this is his life." β
Cao Feng said indignantly: "But I'm not reconciled, I am not reconciled!" The eldest husband would rather have the jade broken than the whole one, how can he steal his life! β
Xiang Yang pulled over the chair, sat on it, and narrowed his eyes: "What if you are unwilling, can you disobey?" β
Cao Feng's face was like ashes, he was silent for a while, and suddenly his eyes flashed with hope, and he stared at Jia Qi tightly: "You grew up in the palace since you were a child, only you and the prince can talk, you and the prince said, after we have a coming-of-age ceremony, we will marry the county lord, and now we cancel the ceremony of chongxi in the year of the weak crown, how about it?" β
Jia Qi patted him on the shoulder and chuckled: "Childe, you are too naΓ―ve, when it comes to the life and death of the county lord, how can the prince be sloppy?" I heard that the prince asked us to be happy for the county lord, and the county lord could wake up, which was calculated by a master outside the world. The prince fell in love with us, maybe this is our fate. β
"Who is the demon Dao, who dares to bewitch the public, if he is met by me one day, he will definitely ask him to eat my sword." Cao Feng cursed hatefully, took out the sword in his waist and slashed it on the table, and the table immediately broke from it.
Then, he turned his head, and a pair of eyes glittering with anger fell on the face of the sleeping beauty in the crystal coffin, and she put away the arrogant claws of the past, and lay quietly, the soft light on her pale face, and the corners of her lips slightly upturned as if there was a hint of mockery.
The ridicule rose in his heart like a fire, burning him to the flames, and he gritted his teeth and scolded angrily and threw himself into the crystal coffin: "Why don't you die, lying in it can still hurt people, I will strangle you!" Strangled you! You're dead for a hundred, and it's all right! β