Later, Min Xiao realized that Nanguo was dissatisfied with the king of Dongyin, and after marrying alone, he gave the lord of his country to death for a long time. And Min Xiao is just an excuse for Nanguo to make for this, but everyone present sees her as a pawn to vent their anger.

Except for the purple figure that really stood in front of her.

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"Min Xiao?" The queen's voice pulled Sikong out of the memory, and said with a smile, "Ziyu has found an excuse to go to the garden, will you go to him?" ”

"Well, thank you, Queen." Sikong bowed and retreated, "Then the queen, I will take my leave first." ”

"Go ahead."

Dongfang Ziyu stood boredly beside the pond in the imperial garden and looked at the lotus flowers in the pond in this rare leisure.

"Ling Xiao, did I ask you to bring the letter to Min Xiao?" Dongfang Ziyu asked the guards behind him.

Ling Xiao: "Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, Miss Sikong already knows the identity of the dancer. ”

"That's good." Zi Yu lowered her eyes slightly and sighed lightly.

To be honest, last night, when I saw that familiar face in the Northern Dancing Girl who came in, Dongfang Ziyu even wondered if she was wrong. Xiahou Haoxuan has always been cautious and measured in his work, but he is a dignified gentleman who actually disguises himself as a dancing girl and sneaks into the Dongguo Palace?!

A few days ago, news came back to the Eastern King's Capital: the Northern Kingdom sent a killer to assassinate the Dongyin King, and the killer was mixed with this group of dancing girls. Sure enough, except for Xiahou Haoxuan, who was asked by Dongfang Ziyu, all the remaining dancing girls were secretly executed by King Dongyin.

Xiahou Haoxuan and Dongfang Ziyu have a deep friendship, they are more like brothers than brothers, and they know each other better than confidants, so no one knows better than Dongfang Ziyu what Xiahou Haoxuan's purpose is this time. Therefore, Dongfang Ziyu would never allow Xiahou Haoxuan to get half a step closer to his father.

But he was afraid that he would misunderstand Sikong Minxiao by accepting a dancer privately, so he asked Ling Xiao to pass the letter earlier.

The night is thick, the bamboo and cypress in the garden are reflected in the pool, and the koi fish swim by and wave in circles. Sikong Minxiao was standing far away beside a huge plane tree in the garden in a pink coat, Zi Yu couldn't see her from this angle, but she could just see the graceful young man by the pool.

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"Why don't you go over, it's obviously someone who has been waiting for so long."

Sikong Minxiao turned around when he heard the sound and saw a familiar face: the god of dreams-Evening Yongyachao: "You? How did you get in here? ”

"You know it's not hard for me." Wan Yongya Chao looked the scenery here up and down, "Besides, you have established such a big illusion in the Illusory Ripple Realm, how can the gods of the Heavenly Realm not know." ”

Sikong was not angry: "The Illusory Ripple Realm does not belong to the Three Realms. ”

Wan Yongyachao smiled lightly: "Of course I know, the gods mean that I hope you don't go overboard." As a friend, Wan just wants to remind Miss Sikong that the people have passed away, and the last person who wanted to turn back time a hundred years ago did not end well, Miss Sikong is a person who understands, and Wan doesn't want you to go the wrong way. ”

"Heh," Sikong Minxiao sneered, "How much truth did your God Realm hide from that war a hundred years ago?" The contribution made by the Dragon God Silver Spirit Xingya to the beginning of the Three Realms is obvious to all! even killed the demon king Harroya who was established at the beginning of the Three Realms of Cholera, what was the result? Forever imprisoned in the deep sea for the crime of rebellion. Of course, you can put all the blame on the Demon King Harroya trying to turn back time. ”

"Lingya, she ......" Wan Yongyachao's smile faded, and he sighed, "There are too many mysteries about that incident a hundred years ago, but unfortunately I haven't ascended to the gods at that time, so I have no right to ask." ”

Sikong Minxiao: "I'm afraid the God of Dreams is here not only to tell me this, right?" ”

Wan Yongyachao looked at Sikong Minxiao seriously: "The water god asked Wan to help him come to this illusion to find the river god of the forgotten river, I don't know if Sikong has seen the little river god?" ”

Sikong Minxiao did not answer.

"Miss Sikong, although the god of the Lechuan River is a fallen god. But she is an apprentice entrusted to Tenjin-sama by Lord Ryujin himself. This Illusory Ripple Realm is yours, and you can naturally make trouble as much as you want in this Illusory Ripple Realm, but if any accident happens to the little river god here, you will bear the consequences. Evening Yongyachao smiled and showed the majesty of the gods, and the blue-purple star eyes showed a sharp light.

Sikong Min Xiao snorted coldly and slowly spoke: "It's rare to see Lord Tianshen so kind, I want to judge my former best comrades-in-arms and friends when they are righteous and high. ”

"Sikong Minxiao, you and I don't know much about what happened back then, so it's better not to jump to conclusions." Wan Yongyachao's face was expressionless, "Whether you send the Lechuan River God out yourself or I take her out, I'll give you a day to think about it." ”

"Wanchuan has her own feet, shouldn't it be up to her to decide whether to go or not?" Sikong Minxiao asked.

"Sikong Minxiao, don't you think you're selfish? For the sake of your own selfish desires, you will be involved in this joke of the Lethe River God. Wan Yongyachao's tone was serious, "You have lived for hundreds of years, do you still need me to tell you that people can't be resurrected after death?" As for going back in time, a hundred years ago, the demon king Harruoya stole the legendary ancient holy weapon Shiyao that can control time and activated it, but what became of the Three Realms in the end, Lingya even almost died because of it. ”

Sikong Minxiao turned around and said indifferently: "The god of dreams called Lord Dragon God Silver Spirit Xingya Lingya, are you old friends?" I suddenly understood why you would take such good care of the two descendants of Lord Ryujin after the accident with the Dragon Kamikaze. ”

Wan Yongyachao smiled: "Nangong Limin's kid made me lose convinced." As for the two little ones they left behind, they would be famous all over the world without me. ”

"Senior," Sikong Minxiao whispered, "Minxiao is immortal, how can he not know that the Si people have passed away in this world for more than a hundred years." Time is eternal, too many people and fetters are like mayflies dying in the twilight of life, but Zi Yu, he is like the crystal clear purple jade in Min Xiao's ordinary life, condensed for a hundred years, eternal and precious. Min Xiao is clumsy and doesn't know how to extend the short life span of humans, and he can't do anything about watching his lover die. Why can't two people who love each other be together? ”