The crown prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a middle-aged man who was nearly forty years old, glanced at his favorite son and said lightly: "It's just a poem." ”

Zhao Xiang was a little surprised, although some of the prescriptions used songs, but looking at the meaning of his father, it didn't seem to be the intention.

He also wanted to ask again, but his father had already closed his eyes and recuperated, and obviously did not want to say more.

It's just that he is holding the prescription tightly in his hand, and he can see the green tendons on his hand hideously, so it can be imagined that his father is very concerned about the prescription.

The imperial city is also called Daming Palace, which is the new name of the empress after the change of the Yuan, which means that all the sun and moon shine, thousands of mountains and rivers, are under her rule.

A woman can be the emperor, of course, not only by scheming, but also by much broader than the emperors of previous dynasties, but broad-minded is not tolerant.

She can be as cruel as winter to her enemies, and as warm as spring to those who support her.

The empress is now in the Daming Palace ~ in the water hall, the most suitable place to enjoy the scenery, from here, into the eye is ten miles of lotus, light fragrance, lingering.

She is already sixty years old, and she still looks like a person in her thirties, much younger than the crown prince Zhao Xun.

No one believed that she had given birth to five sons and two daughters.

The breeze is coming, the moonlight on the lotus pond, on the platform, you can feel it, you can see it.

As an emperor, she has thousands of mountains and rivers, but what she can really see is not in case.

So she also needs to have other eyes and ears, all over the world, to take a good look at this thousands of miles of territory for her.

She stood with her hands in her hands, raised her head slightly, the cold moon in the sky also shone into her eyes, and an indifferent voice sounded in the building, "Master Kuhui, I heard a poem today, I think it is quite interesting, tell you?"

Although she didn't have a dragon robe tonight, she was just wearing a regular dress, but the majesty in her words and the tone of her undeniable beak still made people dare not refuse.

There have never been many guards around the empress, but so far no one has succeeded in assassinating her, and most of the people who sent someone to assassinate her powerful or anti-thieves have been arrested~ and exterminated the family, without any ambiguity.

Ku Hui was a foot away behind the empress, the monk's robe was puffed up by the wind, the moonlight reflected the wrinkles on his forehead, and his white beard, and he put his hands together and said, "Your Majesty, please speak, the poor monk listens?"

"Today, Zhao Xun went out of the city to see a doctor, and after he came back, his complexion improved a lot, and he also brought back the recipe for him to go to the root of the disease, I took it and took a look, it was really interesting. The empress chuckled lightly, but there was no smile on her face, a pair of eyes, like cold moonlight, omnipresent, but not half emotional.

Ku Hui didn't interject, quietly waiting for the empress to say what the prescription wrote.

"Under the stage of planting melon yellow, the ripe melon is separated. One pick makes the melon good, and then the melon is thin. The three picks are still free, and the picks are gone. The tone is cold, mixed with the artistic conception in the poem, quite ruthless.

Huangtai is a high platform in the palace ~ , where there are naturally no melons and fruits.

Finally she said, "Do you think this poem is interesting?"

The little monk didn't dare to speak falsely. Ku Hui's face was sad, this empress was not an ordinary emperor, her words and deeds were not very careful.

The empress suddenly lowered her head again, her eyes fell on a lotus leaf in front of her, as if she was looking at one of the round droplets, there was also a moon in it, her face was not beautiful, there were three points of man's fortitude, full of stunning magic.

"Isn't it just to let me not kill them all, the tiger poison still doesn't eat children, does the master also think that I am the kind of person rumored by the outside world, and I don't even let go of my own children?"

The breeze blows through the lotus pond for ten miles, and the moon shadow in the water separates layer after layer, like a dream.

Ku Hui said: "If Your Majesty is criticizing others, it is not Your Majesty." ”

The empress was not moved by Ku Hui's clever words, and said: "Tomorrow I will announce the abolition of the prime minister of King Qi, Zhao Xun should be at ease, and the person who wrote him a prescription for his illness, I want to see him in three days, and I have to bother you to run for this matter." ”

A piece of paper fell silently in front of Ku Hui, he stretched out his hand to catch it, it was the poem that the empress read just now, and finally signed it, so that his Zen heart, which was as quiet as water, was touched, and rippled, like the moonlight on the lotus pond, many past events seemed to be in the present, flashing by.

He said in his heart: It turns out that you have returned to the world.

When he thought about this, he suddenly felt the empress's meaningful gaze, and there was a feeling that all his thoughts had been seen through.

Ku Hui is not afraid, this majesty is also a cultivator, and his unfathomability is still above everyone's imagination.

He bowed his head and said, "The little monk obeys His Majesty's will. ”

The most dazzling of which is the word 'Shen Lian', it seems that from this name, there is a corner between heaven and earth, there is a delicate and weak young man, as if nothing can be difficult for him.

In the 'Living Dead' medical hall, Ruoxi was on the bed~, leaning against the corner, clutching the thin quilt tightly, scared and frightened, all over his face.

She wanted to cry loudly, but she knew that when she practiced qi, she must not be disturbed, and her brother made this very clear.

She didn't know what kind of exercises her brother was practicing, but over the years, she had established some concepts of cultivation. Half an hour ago, my brother suddenly burst out with a strong energy, and finally heard my brother's voice, telling her not to move.

Different from the invisible breath of heaven and earth, this energy is colored, and it is divided into eight types, red, orange, yellow, white, cyan, blue, purple, and black.

The dark room is full of light, just like the portrait of the Bodhisattva in the temple, and the treasure light around the body is revealed.

The eight colors are entangled and twisted, one is different and the other is not uniform.

Shen Lian's face was very painful, and it was a little distorted, and beads of sweat kept dripping.

At this time, he was floating in mid-air, and it seemed that in the middle of the earth, an invisible force rushed out, supporting him and preventing him from landing.

The last eight qi energies slowly rotated, forming a whirlpool, and finally burrowed into the ground, and Shen Lian also fell from mid-air.

The moonlight outside came in and flowed in the room, and Ruoxi whispered, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Lian slowed down for a while before standing up, and finally sat on the edge of the bed, took her hand, and said, "It's okay, you continue to sleep." ”

In the end, he underestimated the Taixu Divine Strategy, and when he kept trying over the years, the Taixu Divine Strategy had unknowingly grown mana seeds in his body, and it could no longer be expelled.

Combine with his spirit and spirit, live and grow together.

For now, he can still suppress it, but with the erosion of this strange mana, he will not be able to return to heaven in a decade or two.

At this time, Ruoxi's breathing was already even, and he grabbed his hand tightly, refusing to let go.

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