At the beginning of the fifth year of Huayuan, the empress, who had cleaned up the remnants of the rebellion, issued an edict to grant the titles of Yan San, Yang Zhao, Yan Qi, Cheng Jia, Ying Jiu, Meng Su, Sum, Ying Shi San, He Li, Zhao Yin Feng, and Ye Shi. 1. Ye Po’s twelve men are his kings, and he officially recognizes these twelve men as his husbands.

In March of the fifth year of Huayuan, Yin Ting'an in Gucheng sent troops to Tibet, and Du Minghe Dongping sent troops to the Western Regions.

In October of the sixth year of the Huayuan Dynasty, the Tubo chieftains surrendered, and the entire territory of Tubo was merged into the Hua Dynasty.

In February of the seventh year of the Huayuan Dynasty, the Dayue clan, the last of the thirty-six kingdoms in the Western Regions, surrendered.

In the eighth year of Huayuan Dynasty, spring came early in Bianjing. In just February, the Bianhe River was filled with green.

March 14th is auspicious, the sky is clear and the clouds are clear, it is a sunny and good weather.

Flags were fluttering in front of Jinluan Hall, and hundreds of officials stood solemnly.

On this day, the founding empress of the Hua Dynasty passed the throne to Xiao Se and established Xiao Zheng as the crown prince.

In Bianjing Ling Mansion, the spring scenery is bright, and spring flowers are blooming vibrantly in every corner of the mansion.

The sun was shining warmly, and rays of light shone through between the five fingers. Ling Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: Alan, this mansion will belong to you in the future.

Looking at her thin cheeks, Alan held her hand, with tears in his eyes, and said, Girl, can't you stay any longer?

With a chuckle and sitting up, Ling Qingyu patted Alan's hand and said, Alan, there is no such thing as a banquet in the world. We have been destined for so many years, that's enough.

Alan sighed slightly and took the medicine bowl on the table. Before he handed it out, the medicine bowl was already taken by a wide palm. Then he helped Ling Qingyu and let her lean against him, and put the medicine bowl to her mouth. Next, gently feed her medicine.

Standing up, Alan walked out of Guanguanyuan, leaving the two people behind in the spring sun.

They didn't know what happened in the blue light at the end of the rebellion more than three years ago. They could only see Ye Shiyi dragging his gradually shattered body as he crawled closer to her step by step and pulled her away. When she came down, the blood stained the entire white marble steps red. When the green light dissipated and she rushed forward to seek first aid, she saw Ye Shiyi with almost half of his bones exposed. But even so, Ye Shiyi at that time was still It was so beautiful that it took her breath away.

Qin Yuanxiang followed Li Yan and committed suicide on the spot. Su Wanyun moved into the family temple. Mei Ruoxue locked her son at home at the last moment to avoid disaster and took her child away to a remote town.

The liquidation after that incident involved a very wide scope, involving rebellion, and it was in front of hundreds of officials. All pleas for mercy were not received at all. Ye Po took over Ye Shiyi's reputation. That month was the most popular in Bianjing. A bloody year.

After being canonized as the Twelve Lords despite her objections, Ling Qingyu's work intensity increased a lot. Wang Xuanzhi and Fan Zheng both joined the cabinet. Xiao Se was also recalled to Bianjing by her, and Xiao Zheng was thrown on board by Ling Qingyu three years ago. When he went to sea, of course, he was accompanied by Lanbao Lanxiang and Shi Fang.

Mom! A call made Alan wake up from his thoughts. He looked up and saw two teenagers walking hurriedly on the path. Alan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and greeted them with a smile.

Brushing the fallen flowers from his son's shoulders, Alan said: Go, your godmother is waiting for you.

Auntie, godmother? After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Zheng asked uneasily.

Taking a deep breath, Alan squeezed out a smile and said: Your godmother is too tired. Really, work harder in the future and don't let her down.

Looking at the young man's back, Alan felt sour in her heart. She told everyone that she was going to rest and live a good life in the future. However, the resting place she mentioned was the Palace of Eternal Life. In the past three years or so, In the past, Ye Po alone could not meet the needs of the Snake Pill. Every time, she relied on consuming the energy of the Yang Pill and the Yi Pill to get through. Now, she has almost reached her limit.

Zheng Xi, Cai Jing, Fang Dingdong and the others were not in official positions. Ling Qingyu split up the Ling family's business empire and divided it among them. The outside world had its own territory, and the shipping line was given to Xinyi Huanglian and the others. They only asked for annual net income. Two cents were entered into a special account, and Ling Qingyu gave Lan Bao this account.

Talking carefully to Xiao Zheng about the preferences and personalities of those feudal generals, he took a sip of water to calm his breathing, and Ling Qingyu said softly: You will go to them and stay for a while starting from this year. First, you will understand the people's sentiments and officialdom. Personal connections, and the second is to establish friendship with them, these people are very loyal, really, if there is no major matter like conspiracy, I will try my best to be merciful in the future.

Kneeling in front of Ling Qingyu's knees, Xiao Zheng's eyes filled with mist. He leaned his head on her knees and said, Godmother, can't you take Zhenzhen with you? Zhenzhen will accompany you on those high mountains. Dachuan, and Obaro who you haven’t gone to yet, I really want to go with you, can’t I?”

Caressing the young man's smooth hair, Ling Qingyu chuckled and said: Silly boy, what's the fun in following an old woman like your godmother? You will have a bright future. I made an agreement with your father that he will be in power for at least ten years. , Ten years from now, if you really don’t want to sit in this position, you can just push it away.”

She handed over the Rakshasa Army to herself, and Ye Po handed over the Red Mansion to Lan Bao. She had paved all the roads, but said that if she didn't want to, don't force it. Xiao Zheng rubbed her knee, feeling bored. He said: I know, godmother, I will never let the hard work of you and your godfathers go to waste. I will protect this world for you.

Zhu Weili can still work for a few more years. King Xuan of Han and Fan Zheng are in the same year. The world has been settled. The generals are guarding their own territories. The people are rich and happy. My mission is completed, right?

Leaning in Ye Po's arms, looking at the bright moon in the sky, fingers intertwined with his, Ling Qingyu said: Ye Po, you...

I'll go with you. He hugged him tighter, pulled up his cloak and covered it carefully. Ye Po said calmly: I have already explained the matter of the Red Mansion. Shadow Ten, Shadow Two and Fourteenth Night have all been settled. Now, don’t worry.”

But, you are still so young...

As if hearing her thoughts, Ye Po lowered his head and kissed her lips, and whispered: Master, Po is your twelve princes, don't leave Po behind...

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In May of the eighth year of Huayuan Dynasty, the Empress and Po Jun disappeared from the Ling Mansion. No one knew their whereabouts and whereabouts.

As a result, people began to spread rumors that the empress and her husbands had gone to the fairy world. The rumors spread more and more fiercely. At first it was a village, and then more and more people began to worship them as gods and build statues and temples. Incense was offered to them.

Spread forever!

****

The Hall of Eternal Life is still the same as before, and the cold fluorescent light makes the men's brilliance as vivid as before.

After rearranging everyone's clothes, Ye Po carried Ling Qingyu to the soul sacrificial platform. After putting her on it, Ye Po himself also went up to the soul sacrificial platform and stretched out his arms to pull her into his arms.

His body was already extremely weak, but Ling Qingyu still wanted to dissuade him. His lips mumbled before he could make a sound, but they were already blocked by those warm and thick lips.

Master, let Po take a step first, okay? Ye Po let go of her lips, smiled lightly, touched her eyebrows with his fingers, and said softly: Po can't bear to see you leave, Master, let Po go first Is it a good move?

Her eyes were already blurry, and she couldn't say anything to stop her. She felt Ye Po's warm hand grasp her hand, and took out the dagger from her arms. She placed one of the pair of daggers in her arms. Yan San took a handful and placed it on his chest.

Pulling out the dagger, Ye Po held Ling Qingyu's hand and put the tip of the sword against his chest. He looked at her carefully again with soft eyes. More than twenty years of time did not seem to have left many traces on her body. Although her face Even as he gets older, the light in his eyes is still as clear and bright as the first time he saw her.

There was a soft pop sound, and Ye Po hugged Ling Qingyu tightly. When his body was close to her, he held her hand hard and stabbed the dagger into her heart.

The blood flowed down the hilt of the sword and dripped from the leopard teeth onto the soul sacrificial platform. As the blood flowed, a faint silver light appeared.

Kissing the already cold lips, Ye Po smiled happily and whispered: Po... I'm waiting for you...

His vision was completely blurred, and his consciousness was gradually blurring. He opened his arms and hugged the man who was gradually losing his temperature. Ling Qingyu lost consciousness.

****

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Under the stimulation of the cold lake water, Ling Qingyu shuddered violently, opened his eyes with great effort, waved his arms, and rushed to the surface of the water. After emerging from the water, he took a big breath, and then coughed violently.

Depend on! Sure enough, he was drunk and made a mistake! If someone who has traveled all over the world drowns in Taihu Lake for this reason, Hua Dong will definitely laugh to death!

Moreover, maybe others will say that you committed suicide because the divorce was too hard? ! Shaking his head to get rid of this disgusting guess, Ling Qingyu spat, found the direction of his boat, and swam over.

The sweater on his body was very heavy after being soaked in water. He finally climbed onto the boat. Ling Qingyu slumped on the boat. When his limbs were spread out, he felt something was wrong.

There seemed to be a warm feeling left in her arms. Such warmth made her heart twitch and suddenly hurt.

Chaotic memories just came flooding back, the poor orphan girl, the dilapidated ship, the unreliable crew, and a killer who looked unreliable...

Is it a dream? Is it a dream that I avoid because the divorce battle is too nerve-wracking? Was it a dream you had in this early spring, in the water of Taihu Lake, on the thin line between life and death?

But why is it so true?

In the starry sky, tears slipped quietly from the corners of her eyes, and each name was whispered from her mouth, with heart-rending pain and love that was deep in her soul, each one made her heartache.

Covering her mouth and crying out in pain, Ling Qingyu crawled beside the boat and loudly called out those names, the names that were engraved into her soul.

The sound of splashing water made her stunned for a moment. One hand came out of the water and grabbed her wrist, while the other hand rested on the side of Chuanxuan.

Ling Qingyu looked at the slender and strong hand with distinct joints in amazement, and opened his mouth wide as he watched a human head emerge from the water.

The man's eyes looked at her sharply, then slowly softened, and finally spread out like spring water. He opened his thin lips lightly, smiled brightly, and called out: Qingyu...

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