The wind is sluggish, and the water is cold.

"Teacher, as you said, under the royal power, there is no family affection. ”

In the back garden of the Western Regions Royal Court, the North Pavilion was dressed in white, sitting opposite the Jing'an monks, and the young ghost figure hung his hands, standing quietly aside, his eyes closed.

"The fall of the leaves, is it the ruthlessness of the wind, or is it the tree's retention? The king does this, it is understandable, whether the Western Regions can have a future, it depends on the young master and your brother, under the defeat of the king, maybe the young master has already seen it, but has been tolerating and retaining. ”

With the peacefulness of his face and the caressing of his fingertips, he ingested a blood-colored peony from the flowers in the distance, held it in his fingertips, and put it under his nose to sniff it.

"Cutting constantly, wanting to return to chaos. In the past ten years, Bei Liangyu, who has not heard from him, was suddenly recalled by my father, which is undoubtedly fratricidal, but he can't kill his father and take the throne!"

The blood-colored peony is beautiful and charming, and the beauty is thrilling. Bei Pavilion shook his head, his mouth was a little bitter, although he had made up his mind, he didn't know where to drop the knife in his hand.

My heart was in turmoil, and I wanted to cut through the mess quickly. The situation in Central-earth is undecided, and Emperor Wu City is revealed, the southern wilderness, the eastern soil is too busy to take care of itself, only the northern desert, as always.

However, can you use the hand of the Northern Desert?

"Cannibalism, not surprising. There is also a precedent for killing his father and seizing the throne, if the young lord is indecisive in this matter, I am afraid that he will only be forced to be crowned king, for the princes, and settle down. ”

The tip of the left finger of the Jing'an monk gently plucked the petals of the blood-colored peony and placed it on the stone table. The flowers are delicious and fragrant, so they can only be at the mercy of people.

Flowers, blooming in the prosperous era, can be used for pastime and are pleasing to the eye. If it is in troubled times, it can only be ruthlessly trampled on, to the point that it is unrecognizable and terrifying.

"I can strategize on the battlefield where 10,000 people are fighting. also has the heart to open up the Western Regions and expand its territory, but people are not grass and trees, and who can be ruthless. ”

If he is cut off from everything, what difference will there be between this man and the beast? Fifteen years ago, the seriously ill North Pavilion was under the careful care of the king of the Western Regions and the Northern Liangyu, and it was getting better day by day.

The warm picture, and wearing a golden python robe, are all what the North Pavilion wants.

You can't have both.

"Love, if it is eliminated, the young master may be in a high position, but he will lose a lot of things. For example, acquaintances are all over the world, and there is no one who knows each other. ”

The blood-colored peony only had its stamens left, and it was left at the feet of the Jing'an monks. She stretched out her hands, flicked the petals, and laid out a pattern, irregular and somewhat disordered.

"Ascend to the throne, overlook all beings, and be alone. Many years later, I also hope that I will have a lover in my arms, an old friend by my side, and a loyal person behind me!"

Unrealistic empty talk is just talk on paper, and it is about to be blown away. In the face of the Jing'an monks, the North Pavilion can open its heart, and the illusory dream built by the mirror flowers and water moon is only in the heart.

The castle in the sky is out of reach.

"The young master can know that the old body is based on flower petals, what is the picture?"

Jing'an lay man put down his hands and asked with a smile.

"If the student doesn't know, ask the teacher to make it clear. ”

The petal diagram is not like four, upside down, the north pavilion frowned, and looked at it carefully, but it didn't see a reason.

"The young master's heart is in turmoil, and he is confused about everything. This is a map of the country, not only covering the five parties. The territory of Emperor Wu City is vast, the territory of Miao Jiang is wide, the road under the feet of the young master is still very long, there are fewer fetters, and thousands of corpses can pave an emperor road for the young master. ”

The placement of the petal diagram implies the region, and if you are an ambitious person, you only need to glance at it. Jing'an Jushi stretched out his hand, grabbed the petals on the stone table, and gently raised them in the air.

"What the teacher says, how can the students not know. If you want to dominate the world, you must hold the royal power of the Western Regions. Is it really only one way to kill his father and take the throne?"

The North Pavilion smiled bitterly, if this step is taken, the abyss will be carried behind him, and he will fight against the water.

This question asked the sadness in my heart.

"The Western Regions is just a stepping stone for the young master, and Emperor Wu City is the key to the young master's struggle for dominance in the world. ”

As everyone knows, the king's power is rich and rich, and he enjoys endless glory. It's just that the desolation behind it is known to a few people.

If you don't enter the royal power, it is difficult to enter the lobby, and once you enter the royal power, you can't help yourself.

In this matter, Jing'an Jushi can only sigh, she can't control the thoughts of the North Pavilion, so she can only do her best to assist.

"The secluded emperor's throne, sad and sad human feelings!"

The North Pavilion raised his hand, and the ghost figure standing beside him bowed to his side, waiting for orders.

"Ghost, you go on a trip to the end, recall Night Feather. ”

Let's talk. Bei Gazebo closed his eyes and said nothing, his hands were clenched into fists, the back of his hands was bulging, and the tears in the corners of his eyes flickered, and two lines of ruthless tears flowed.

The drama is ruthless, and the woman in the Qinglou is unrighteous!

"Yes, young master. ”

The ghost took the order and bowed out of the gazebo. Inside the pavilion, the north pavilion was silent, and the Jing'an monk stretched out his hands and took out the wine that had been prepared for a long time.

"The young master can get drunk heartily. ”

The aroma of the wine is overflowing, penetrating into the mouth and nose, refreshing the spleen. The North Pavilion opened his eyes, his eyes were a little red, he reached out and picked up the wine jug, and as soon as he tilted his head, he poured it into his mouth.

The blazing heat of the wine burned his chest, dispelled his anguish, and wore away his sorrow!

Drunk and laughing in wine, happy and happy.

If people make me ruthless and righteous, then I will be alone and kill the world!

Southern Wilderness.

Hokubu Palace.

Pavilions, small bridges, water pavilions, a wooden pavilion, crawling with green vines, the barren sky retreated from the maid, and sat alone in the wooden pavilion, with his chin resting on his arm, and his eyes were a little distracted.

For an hour, I sat quietly lying on my stomach like this, my face was sometimes sad, sometimes angry, sometimes sad, sometimes sad.........

"May you be warm in three winters, and may you be safe and sound in a place I can't see. ”

Ordered to be grounded, Wild Heavens is a prison bird, a canary in a cage. Let her struggle, it is just useless, no one can save her from fire and water, what she thinks in her heart, what she thinks in her heart, is nothing more than the moon in the water, the afterimage in the mirror.

"In ten days, I will marry Zhongzhou and marry Tu Mo as my wife, and you and I will have no fate. My uncle has told the world that I don't want you to do anything stupid. ”

The dowry of Zhongzhou has been delivered to the Beiwu Palace. Rare treasures, dazzling, gold, silver and jewelry, countless, silk and satin, piled up a whole chamber.

"If you come to disturb me again, I will order you to be beheaded. ”

Stunned, he heard the footsteps from far and near, frowned, and spoke sharply.

"Little sister, are you going to kill me?"

The footsteps paused, and with a soft sound, the barren sky smiled and clasped his hands across his chest. "Your time in the Southern Wilderness is running out, I will take more time to come out and accompany you more. Completely unfamiliar with Middle-earth, you don't have to play a little temper, if you are wronged, but no one will help you. When I have stabilized the situation in the Southern Wilderness, I will go to Middle-earth to welcome you home. ”

Huang Tianxiao stretched out his hand and straightened out the somewhat messy green silk that was blown by the wind.

The matter is a foregone conclusion, and it can't be changed, so it can only be saved by curves.

"Big brother, I know, you, your father, and Uncle Wang, are all forced to do so, and they are pressing too hard. ”

Huangtian is not stupid, and between the use of each other, she has become a bargaining chip for the marriage of Southern Wilderness and Central Continent.

This is the case with the desolate heavens, and so is Tu Mo.

The same is the end of the world, and the same disease is connected.

"Big brother, can you tell me, what kind of person Tu Mo is?"

Tu Mo, the future husband, has also heard rumors in the market, but he laughed at it. She turned and looked up, her eyes curious.

"Outstanding, the dragon and the phoenix among people. ”

Huang Tian smiled and frowned, his eyes were gloomy, and he raised his eyes to look into the distance. Although he didn't like Tu Mo, he had to admit it, and the people who could enter his eyes were all mediocre.

The wine under the moon made the barren smile memorable.

"Huh...... I don't hate people who can be praised by my eldest brother. ”

Huang Tian pouted and smiled, but it was just a wisp of sadness in the depths of her eyes, expressing the sadness in her heart.

"Little sister, you don't have to force a smile in front of me, even if the world is my enemy, I am not afraid, you have always been my little sister. ”

Aratianxiao sat on the wooden bench beside him, he reached out and took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Aratian.

"What is this?"

Akira stretched out her hand to take the letter and asked.

"Little sister, you have grown up. ”

Looking at the tears in the corners of Huang Tian's eyes, and her forced composure, Huang Tianxiao only sighed in her heart, a person's sudden change is bound to be in the ups and downs.

"This is a letter from me to Tu Mo, when you get married, I won't go, you can just hand over the letter to Tu Mo. ”

The corners of the barren smile's mouth kept smiling, and his fingertips flicked the wrench on his thumb, there was a sense of anger, an impulse, and he wanted to immediately send troops to Zhongzhou.

He wanted to, but he couldn't, he didn't dare.

"Big brother, I see. ”

Huang Tian smiled pitifully, put the letter in his arms, and said with a sudden solemn face. "Big brother, can the little sister ask you for something? Ten days later, if someone blocks the procession, can you save him?"

The desolate sky is full of anticipation, and his eyes are clear.

"I don't like him, I can save him, but little sister, you must never meet her. ”

Aratianxiao retracted the smile on his face and became gloomy. Although he did not agree to the marriage, it could not be destroyed.

"Okay, big brother, I promise you. ”

The desolate sky finally couldn't help it, two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks, she lowered her head and cried softly, there are lovers opposite, but they can't look at each other, hug each other, stay together, the sorrow of this world is nothing more than this.

If you can't see each other, you will say goodbye and forget about each other.

"Little sister, you've been wronged. ”

The hand raised by Huang Tianxiao finally let go, clenched his palm into a fist, and held it tightly, his fingertips embedded in his palm, but he didn't know at all, he didn't know how to comfort him.

In the wooden pavilion, there was silence, only the breeze blowing by, and the low cry of the desolate sky.