Chapter Ninety-Eight: The White Bird

His Royal Highness sat on the side of the jade railing, his feet swaying, looking at the crowd below, and finally gathered.

The wedding feast took place as scheduled.

With no more worries in his heart, he jumped lightly and landed in the corridor of the pavilion in the sky.

Then he walked slowly to Xiao Wang's house.

Through the wooden door, Yi Xiao knocked lightly three times.

Yi Xiao knew that Xiao Wang didn't like dazzling light, so he didn't open the door as soon as possible, but was outside the door, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Xiao Buyi's wedding, aren't you going to see it?"

The old man in the room was silent for a moment.

Xiao Wang did not answer Yi Xiao's question.

Instead, he asked softly, "How long have you been outside?"

Yi Xiao lowered her eyes outside the door, thought for a while, and said, "It's not important. ”

Then Yi Xiao said, "Close your eyes." ”

The old man in the room closed his eyes and heard the sound of a creaking door and then closing.

So when he opened his eyes again, the room was still dark, and no light was leaking out.

Now that the door is opened, even if it is closed again, the light still comes in, mixed with a slight cold, adding something different to the dark room.

Xiao Wang thought, this is probably the breath of sunshine, right?

The smell of sunshine is good.

This is rebirth, vitality, vigor, and can be smelled even in the dark.

It's a pity that these things have nothing to do with themselves.

But it's not that pity, because I used to have these too.

It's just that this bustle outside Lanling City has never been there.

A grand, formal wedding.

So Xiao Wang shrank on the bed, his body trembled uncontrollably because of the pain, and even if he wanted to get up, he still couldn't sit up.

Such a simple action, with his tenacious will, could not be supported, which shows how seriously sick he is.

Yi Xiao stood in the dark, looking a little sad.

He immediately understood the meaning of "sick as a mountain".

How can a good person suddenly grow old like this, shrinking in the room, not wanting to see the sun, and his spirit has suddenly withered a lot, and he could still review the folds before, but now he is like an old man who has run out of oil and the lamp has withered, and his appearance is extremely miserable, his face is pale, and he is rotten like dead wood, and he is sick and has become a dying person whose body is buried in the soil for half of his body.

"I summoned those maids. ”

The old man's voice was still calm: "I can get up by myself, I don't need you to help me." ”

He was silent for a moment, and the bed made a heavy sound.

Xiao Wang asked softly, "How long is it until they worship the church?"

Yi Xiao said gently: "An hour." ”

"Enough. ”

The old man's voice seemed to be stuffed in the bellows, extremely difficult, and he slowly spit out in one breath: "I can get up by myself, get dressed, and then go downstairs, I can ...... I didn't get sick ......"

His back arched slightly, and in a very uncomfortable position, he leaned the back of his head against the wall, and the bed kept shaking slightly.

With such a simple action, you can see that the old man's fingers are shaking constantly, and he is sweating all over.

His lips were white and dry, and he had been talking for two hours in a row, and he didn't bother to take a sip of water.

Yi Xiao sighed, supported the old man, and ignored the slight resistance from the other party, and helped him adjust his posture for a while, so that he could sit up and lean half of his body against the head of the bed.

Xiao Wang said vaguely: "I don't need your help, you go down, and within an hour, I will come down." ”

Yi Xiao didn't speak, holding the old man's wrinkled hand with both hands, and looked at him calmly.

Xiao Wang realized that for so many years, he had never been like this.

His own three sons.

Even if he spoke, he only kept his head down and thought while correcting the twists and turns, and rarely looked at the changes in the other party.

Xiao Chongding put on thick armor.

Xiao Buyi put on her wedding dress.

Now...... His youngest son, what he saw in his eyes, made him feel a little strange.

Xiao Wang wanted to see even the slightest emotion in Yi Xiao's eyes.

In this way, he could deduce how much Yi Xiao had heard and what he said about the secret.

And the last secret......

There was nothing in Yi Xiao's eyes.

What Xiao Wang wants to see-

Or anger.

Or sadness.

There is nothing there.

Yi Xiao said: "The teacher will not come back. ”

"Is this what you told him?"

Xiao Wang was silent.

Silence is the best answer.

At this moment, the emperor of Qi Liang suddenly had some different emotions in his heart.

In the past, even when he was so sick, he did not feel old.

The country is so big, for thousands of years, how many people are qualified to sit in this seat here?

From a young age, Xiao Wang felt that he was born to be destined to sit in this position.

After the Spring and Autumn Period, he finally became the monarch of Jiangnan.

So when he makes a decision, he puts himself in his shoes and looks at the people behind him, he always feels that these people are inferior to him.

So even if he has gray hair hanging down and old one day, as long as there is no one behind him who can carry the crown, then he will always be "not old".

Because there is no more suitable and intelligent person than him.

After he was silent for a long time, he said seriously: "You...... Very good. ”

......

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When Qi Liang's second royal highness got married, the four seas came to congratulate, and the gates of Lanling City were opened, causing a sensation.

How many big names are there?

Countless, almost more than half of Qi Liang's royal family, as well as those who are famous enough and famous enough, all received invitations a year ago.

For example, the masters of the West Pavilion, or the masters of the Jianghu Alliance of other Dao realms, the so-called Nine Rank Great Masters, all arrived, and after offering gifts, they stood in the high city specially arranged for them by Tianque to watch.

And these people can only follow the visit, and they are not qualified to walk with the big red sedan chair.

When the red sedan chair parade of the eldest lady of the Tang family, she followed ...... It is a few huge royal chariots in number.

Those kings...... Sitting is naturally the prince of Qi Liang, and each of them is the master of an entire Dao realm.

In fact, the identities of these princes are not overpowering those powerful people who sit on the platform of the high city and watch the play, but Qi Liang is so big, some people like to be lively, and some people like to be withdrawn.

Among the Dao realm masters, the gifts given are also of different preciousness.

After the death of the Anle Prince, the Anle princess Huang Su was in charge of the affairs of the palace, and she was also the only woman in charge of the entire Dao realm on the chariot.

The Anle Mansion sent a full ten huge red blood corals to His Royal Highness, the red blood corals came from the South China Sea, which was extremely rare and rare, and I don't know how Princess Anle got the yellow pigment.

The most amazing thing is that among the ten red blood corals, there is also a whole body of snow white, which is a "variant", just an ordinary red blood coral, one has a thousand gold, these ten are huge, the price will be several times, and the snow-white ...... I'm afraid it's priceless.

The handwriting of Anle Wangfu is really very willing.

This is just one of the huge congratulatory gifts that Lanling City has received.

I have to admit that this congratulatory gift from the Anle Palace's Mansion is huge enough, but Qi Liang's gifts from the entire nineteen Dao realms, even if the gifts from other Dao realm masters are slightly inferior, they are basically not too bad.

The deeper meaning is something that anyone can see.

His Majesty is not in good health.

The three royal highnesses of Qi Liang are incomparably united, and they are ...... for the throne

His Royal Highness is not a suitable candidate for the throne, even Xiao Chongding himself knows that with his military talents, he can lead the Fengsui West Demon Clan, but it is not enough to rule the country and level the world.

And His Royal Highness is a cultivator who stays out of things, and is the sixth demon "Lotus Immortal" on the rivers and lakes.

So even if His Royal Highness is unwilling......

This position must also be his.

When Xiao Wang was seriously ill this time, the affairs and final decision-making power of Lanling City were put into Xiao Buyi's hands, which is the best proof.

Therefore, every Dao Realm master did not hesitate to give a huge enough gift.

This is Qi Liang's future master.

With such a big wedding, how can they not be ruthless?

How can a big wedding that makes the entire Qi Liang pour great effort into it not attract the attention of the world?

The master of the Su Ling Dao sent a cluster of roses covering the main road of the entire Lanling City for His Royal Highness, and the rose petals flew on the way of the big red sedan chair.

It's not like January at all.

There is still heavy snow on the roof of Lanling City that has not melted.

The blazing and warm sky light advances.

The fragrance of flowers is pervasive, and the white birds that have been snare from the South Sparrow Road are released from their cages and fly in the heavenly wind, a piece of holiness.

Distant and clear birdsong.

The crowd of onlookers, whether it is the high-rise magnates watching from the high-rise buildings, are extremely relaxed at this moment, inhaling deeply, swallowing the fragrance of roses, feeling the grand sunshine, and enjoying the comfort and self-satisfaction brought by this grand wedding.

If someone asks, where is the envy of mandarin ducks here?

There is no doubt that this is it.

The white bird of Nanque Road, with the unique humidity of the seaside, flies in the air after breaking away from the birdcage, and the sound of flapping wings like flowing water continues into waves, and the bird repellent rings up with his fingers, buckles between his lips, and blows a nice whistle.

So the white bird surrounds and forms a huge heart shape.

Then they dispersed and got their last freedom.

The holy light of this day, the light breeze of this day, the warmth and warmth of this day.

How lucky?

It wasn't until the white birds dispersed that a birdsong sounded again in the sky.

A huge snow-white shadow appeared between heaven and earth, like a huge snow-white glass on the Great Snow Mountain in the Western Regions.

It was a huge demon bird.

He is also one of the most ferocious demons in the Western Regions.

Snowbone Eagle.