"Step! Trample! Trample! Step ......"

The footsteps were heavy.

This is Zhao Zheng stepping off the high platform.

When the lieutenants of Wenchen were about to follow the trend and carry out the arch fire, Zhao Zheng left the dragon chair and got off the stage.

Step by step, he walked towards the red cherry blossoms, who were almost dying a few hundred meters away.

Red Sakura's red dress was already soaked with blood, she was covered in blood, under the red dress, she had already turned back into the original body of a fox, this is a white fox with a pinch of red tassel spear on her head, red cherry blossom-like hair, at this moment, she was covered in blood, like a blood fox.

"Scared!"

Watching Zhao Zheng step down and walk on the imperial road, the person who was preparing to arch the fire hurriedly closed his mouth.

Their Emperor Kun is often out of the ordinary.

"Hopeless?"

At a distance of several hundred meters, Zhao Zheng walked step by step, and after walking half a piece of incense, he squatted in front of the little fox and spoke in a warm voice.

Sakura's whole fox was wilted, and her tail broke eight at once, and those eight tails hung on the ground like deflated balloons, and Sakura blinked her eyelids a few times.

She didn't even have the strength to speak, so she could only make a "chirping" sound.

"I think you must be desperate."

Zhao Zheng said again, his voice gentle.

Blackened, it will generally be very strong.

If it was original, Zhao Zheng would definitely kill the red cherry blossoms, but now the red cherry blossoms seem to have been abandoned by the whole world, and her heart is desperate.

And now, only him, only him, Zhao Zheng, can give this little fox who is on the verge of death a little light and hope.

Zhao Zheng gave this hope.

For some reason, looking at such a poor red cherry blossom, he thought of himself.

A villain, a villain who is extremely likely to be destined by a certain righteous protagonist, no matter how hard he tries, he will be killed as a whetstone.

He had a lot of nightmares.

The content of the nightmare is as desperate as Sakura is today.

Zhao Zheng dreamed that in the past three years, he had made countless efforts to turn the world set in the original book upside down, and three years later, he had become extremely powerful, but when the day when his ultimate battle was also the growth step on the protagonist's path arrived, he was still killed. The people who stood beside him turned against him, and the people who fought for him all embraced the protagonist of justice, and all of them, whom he loved and loved him, and all of them looked at him with extremely strange eyes.

He seems to have become stronger, as if he has subverted the world, but he is still charged with killing his father and brother, and he still built a big palace and killed many people who disobeyed the emperor's wishes, so it seems that he is no different from the original faint monarch Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng also dreamed of a nightmare, everyone ignored him and welcomed the protagonist, the protagonist was surrounded by countless people around him, step by step on the high platform he had walked through for three years, the protagonist raised his sword high, however, he seemed to be suppressed by the world, not only everyone ignored and ignored, he couldn't even resist.

The long sword is cold, and the body is slightly cold.

The head was thrown and rolled down the staircase of one hundred and ten steps.

The same place, almost the same despair.

"Live, the gods are ruthless, I have love."

Zhao Zheng took out a healing pill from his hand and stuffed it into Hongying's mouth.

The pill melts in your mouth.

Sakura fainted, but before she fainted, she regained her body.

"Take her down, save her, heal her, and if she wants to go, don't stop her. Yuan Shi passed on the book to Beibing, and from now on, I gave the surname of Hongying Kingdom, Zhao, and he has nothing to do with Beibing. ”

After saying these two sentences, Zhao Zheng walked out of the Qiankun Palace.

Zhao Zheng's heart.

Probably, the only person who might fight to the death for him in three years and dare not hesitate to stand in front of him and die for him, the one he could trust unconditionally, is dead.

Immediately, there was a gold-armored royal forest army to bring the red cherry blossoms down.

No, it's Zhao Hongying who is prepared.

"Your Majesty, ten thousand years!"

Thousands of officials saluted.

Zhao Zheng went all the way to the Internal Affairs Department and went to Cui Xi's residence.

In that residence, many of Cui Xi's luggage have still not been untied, and the finished bags have not been unpacked.

This is obviously the Kun Wangfu moved here just now, and he has been waiting by his side, but he has not had time to clean it up yet.

And all of a sudden, he changed from the old eunuch beside King Kun to the chief eunuch of the Internal Affairs Department of Dayan, probably, no one dared to touch his things without permission.

"Your Majesty, Manager Cui hasn't come to live yet."

A little eunuch lowered his head and said with red eyes.

Zhao Zheng's eyes were a little red when he heard this, and he looked outside: "You old eunuch, you finally got out with me, and finally entered the imperial palace, but you haven't even lived a good day." This is me, and I owe you a debt. ”

Listening to the words of the little eunuch, Zhao Zheng not only thought of Cui Xi's on-call, most of the time, he slept by the wall outside the emperor's palace.

"Your Majesty, don't be too sad, beware of the dragon body."

Yang Xiaoyou followed behind Zhao Zheng, and she took a bright yellow plush robe and put it on Zhao Zheng.

Parade millions of troops overnight, the martial arts academy will be completed, and the sect will bow down, it should be Zhao Zheng, who is high-spirited and elated, but he was slapped by the land immortals!

This mouth directly made Zhao Zheng's mood fall to the bottom, making him clear and understand that the road of this world is still far, far away, he is still too far behind, far from the time when he can be arrogant and presumptuous!

"Hmm." Zhao Zheng held Yang Xiaoyou's hand, Yang Xiaoyou's little hand was cold, and Zhao Zheng stroked it gently.

These days have passed, and Yang Xiaoyou has also transformed, a little less childish, and a little more graceful and imposing of her Great Yan Emperor Concubine.

She, grown.

It's no longer like the little girl she used to be.

Yandu, it's snowing.

Goose-feather snowflakes fluttered, covering the imperial palace with a layer of white clothes.

At a glance, the eyes are white.

Zhao Zheng and Yang Xiaoyou walked in the imperial palace and stepped on the snow in the imperial palace.

Zhao Zheng ordered that the people of the Internal Affairs Palace and the palace maid had a vacation, and the snow on this day did not need to be cleaned.

In the heavy snow, Zhao Zheng suddenly stopped.

He hugged Yang Xiaoyou tightly.

Yang Xiaoyou was stunned for a moment, and after that, she gently hugged Zhao Zheng: "Your Majesty, no matter what happens, the concubines will definitely wait by Your Majesty's side." ”

"Little Young."

Zhao Zheng called out Yang Xiaoyou's name lightly.

They didn't have much affection, but this world was too traditional, and Zhao Zheng was too traditional, and they were preconceived, so they relied on each other now.

"Your Majesty." Yang Xiaoyou's eyes were red, and she vaguely guessed something.

She knew that her husband, who was majestic on the surface and frightened countless people, was actually not as strong as she appeared to be.

Choi Hee died.

He was afraid.

I'm afraid that Cui Xi was not the only one who died at that time.

"Don't refuse, go, go to Lingyun Immortal Sect, wait for you to become an immortal, I will take you down the mountain with red makeup."

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