"Your Majesty!" Mo Li's heart was heartbroken, and his chest was so angry that he fell together, "Your Majesty, the queen has returned to the West, and the emperor is ready to end this life like this?" ”

Xiao Haotian stood up with a sigh of relief, his face was extremely unhappy, and Long Yan was finally furious.

The air suddenly tensed.

He closed his eyes slightly, restrained his anger: "Please don't insult the queen like this, if there are demons to confuse the public, you will be decided!" Almost everyone was so frightened that they couldn't help but remember that someone wrote a poem a year ago to allude to the death of the queen, and the emperor was furious and beheaded him to show the public.

The bright yellow figure has turned to the back.

Mo Li lifted his eternally calm face and turned his head to look at the sky, the morning sun of the morning sun gilding his face with a golden glow, his gaze was distant and deep, as if telling an unspeakable sorrow.

In the imperial study, a black figure fell.

"Subordinates see the Lord." The Dark King knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists with both hands, although Xiao Haotian became the emperor in this matter, he was still used to calling him the master.

"Flat. Is there any news of her? Xiao Haotian raised his head, and the expected light flashed between his haggard eyebrows.

Looking at the anxious eyes, the Dark King sighed softly in his heart, but he could only report truthfully: "The subordinates are incompetent, and there are no clues so far." ”

Xiao Haotian nodded, and there was a deep sadness between his disappointed eyebrows, and the Dark King left silently.

Falling in love with someone and losing it, the result of a lifetime, is to learn how to forget.

Xiao Haotian felt a heat in his throat, and a sweet smell came up, he took a deep breath and pressed it hard, his body was obviously not as good as a day, Ling Yatou, and the senior surgeon all kept saying that you would come back, and some people even said that you had already come back, but where are you? Didn't you come back and refuse to come to see me!

I broke your heart, but because of this, I even hope to see you again. Maybe by the day you come back, I'll be gone!

Chang Haiquan came in to add tea to the emperor, and when he saw the emperor like this, he understood what it was for. He didn't understand why the emperor was so persistent, he had been looking for so long but he still hadn't given up.

After thinking about it, he understood a little bit, his parents who suffered from his body, in order to find the queen mother, he would rather cut off a piece of flesh on his body, what else could he not do?

He knew that as long as there was a glimmer of hope to prove that the queen mother might still be alive, it would make the emperor crazy. originally thought that a man like a man of steel and stone would never shout at anyone and be affectionate.

But looking at this emperor, who is as solid as a rock and has never even feared death, doing all kinds of unbelievable infatuation for the queen's mother, it makes people unbearable to watch, and even a person like him who doesn't know how to love can't help but cry.

Chang Haiquan just secretly prayed, hoping that the Buddha Jade Emperor and all the Bodhisattva gods would bless the queen from the dead.

But he didn't dare to say much, in the past six months, everyone knows that the emperor's temper has changed a lot, and in the early days of his ascension to the throne, he was pleasant, generous and peaceful, but with the disappearance of Queen Ling, he completely disappeared.

It was as if he had woken up overnight, and he was no longer close to him, and even his closest courtiers were afraid of his taciturnity. Except for the court and the necessary orders and dialogues, he tried his best not to open his mouth if he could.

It seems that a real loner should be so majestic.

Xiao Haotian picked up the half-read recital, and he wanted to arrange the state affairs as much as possible before he fell. Since Ling Dongwu left, he has been discouraged, and he is not willing to care.

However, at this moment, whether you like it or not, with the yellow robe, your life is a responsibility and a shackle. After a hundred years, who will protect and support?

He himself is working hard, but not all of these ministers under him are as he wishes, especially the old ministers of the following tribes, who are deeply rooted and often move out of the ancestral family law. Like Zhou Ze, He Yaodun, etc., they can not be described as brave and loyal, and they have made outstanding contributions to the Northern Desert Country. Helplessly, their horizons are too low.

Some other veterans of the Northern Desert Kingdom are even staring at the small profits. Take the issue of land as an example, they have usurped the land, the slaves, and have not made a fundamental solution.

I have now begun to move their roots, and if my body can last for two years, I can definitely change this bad habit, but in case I ...... There is only Mo Li in the court, wise and shrewd, but unfortunately he is not a native of the Northern Desert, no matter what he does, those stubborn old ministers are indifferent......

He also thought about it, after he died, he would leave a jade tree in this country! Although he is not his own son, he is the child that Ling Dongwu brought back.

And outsiders don't know Yushu's background, leaving the throne to him, at least it won't cause disputes because of the seizure of the throne.

Of course, you have to leave Yushu a peaceful and prosperous world, instead of pushing the mess to him, so that he can face it in the future, a small country and widows, helpless.

Fengyi Palace.

Every day, no matter how late it is, Xiao Haotian will come here to sit, and every time he walks in, he always feels that Ling Dongwu is still here, and he will still see her. In fact, the room was empty, spotless as always, with new flowers in the vase, and the room remained the same as when Ling Dongwu was there, and even a few of her green silks were left on the tortoiseshell comb. At the head of the bed there are also playing cards that she developed herself.

Xiao Haotian looked at everything here at the moment, revealing a cold and sad atmosphere.

It's herself, too careless, just thinking about putting the free-flying bird in a golden birdcage, but she didn't expect that she would float and wither here like a flower, and her youth will be buried little by little.

In my heart, a silent sigh.

He casually flipped through the books that were discarded by Ling Dongwu, this girl was fine, but she didn't like to read, saying that these words were ugly and tired of her eyes. He flipped through the book, and felt a little dizzy, he couldn't sleep every night, always thinking about Ling Dongwu, and he didn't think about the worries of state affairs.

Xiao Haotian continued to flip through the book, and inadvertently, a piece of paper fell from the book, and on the paper was Ling Dongwu's somewhat ugly handwriting: "Xingxing Xingxing, parting with Junsheng." More than 10,000 miles apart, each at the end of the world. The road is blocked and long, and the meeting is safe.

Humayi north wind, over the south branch of the bird's nest. The days are far away, and the days of clothing and belts have slowed down. The clouds cover the day, and the wanderer does not care about the opposite. Sijun makes people old, and the years are too late. Don't give up your donations, and try to add more food. ”

/AUT