Fighter of the Destiny

Both the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books and the streets of Kyoto fell into a deathly silence.

Many people opened their mouths in shock, and everyone was speechless. People thought they heard it wrong, or that the sound of the howling night wind suddenly accelerated and they didn't hear it clearly?

The eyes of Queen Tianhai are very beautiful, as bright as stars, just like real phoenix eyes.

A bright light flashed in her eyes, and her spiritual thoughts moved slightly.

She looked at somewhere in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books. She didn't see clearly, but she saw everything clearly.

That feeling still exists, it has always been there, it turns out it is here.

Click! Several lightning bolts as thick as big trees fell from the night sky and landed around the top of Tianshu Mausoleum, illuminating all the scenery extremely clearly.

The black clouds in the night sky rolled wildly and kept twisting, as if there were countless dragons fighting inside, as if the destiny of heaven was about to move and God's will was coming.

A very light breath overflowed from the body of the Queen of Heaven and Sea, drifting upwards, breaking through the clouds, and returning to the depths of the starry sky that were invisible to the naked eye at this time.

She looked up at the sky with an indifferent expression and said nothing.

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"What's the meaning?"

"Isn't Chen Changsheng the son of the Holy Empress and the late Emperor?"

"Isn't he Prince Zhaoming?"

Following Taoist Ji's words, the whole of Kyoto fell into endless shock.

When the rumor started last year, not many people believed it, but so many things happened later that people had no choice but to believe it. The most critical point among them was the attitude of the state religion and the Holy Queen.

For him, the imperial court and the state religion were in constant conflict, and the two major forces were about to launch a decisive battle tonight. The Holy Queen would not hesitate to fall into trouble, but she would also change his destiny for him, break the blood oath of the year, and perfect his heart. But if he was not Prince Zhaoming, , then the things the Holy Queen did are meaningless?

The most shocked person was of course Chen Changsheng himself.

A burst of strength that came from nowhere made him stand up with difficulty, propped up his body with the scabbard of his sword, and looked at Kyoto in the night.

He wanted to see where the master was, and he wanted to know what the master's words meant.

Holy Queen Tianhai did not look back or pay attention to him.

The silence between heaven and earth lasted for a long time.

His face became paler and paler, and his innocent brows and eyes were filled with confused emotions.

is this real?

It turned out that they were all fake.

He suddenly figured it out.

Yes, everything is fake.

The truth is also false when it is false.

His master told a huge lie and deceived the whole world.

Both the Holy Queen and himself were deceived.

The Time Scroll may really shorten time, but that doesn't mean it will definitely fall on him.

The Westward Code may change a lot, but it cannot change the fact that the river will eventually flow westward.

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In a short period of time, Chen Changsheng figured out a lot of things, or even everything.

Those things were once puzzling to him, Tang Sanliu, and Xu Yourong, and they were also vaguely worried about them.

Yes, if he was really Prince Zhaoming, how could Master let him go to Beijing and appear in front of the Holy Queen like this?

In the spring two and a half years ago, he left Xining Town and came to Kyoto.

He couldn't break off the engagement and couldn't get into the Sixth Ivy Academy, so he ended up in the abandoned National Education Academy. Regardless of whether His Majesty the Pope knew about it at the time or not, and whether the document Mo Yu took was related to it or not, thinking about it now, he must have entered the National Education College. Because his master is the former dean of the National Education College, it is easier for people to think of him in the National Education College.

Did His Majesty the Pope know about this at the beginning? Probably don't know. Where is Archbishop Merissa? He should know.

The old archbishop, sitting in a room full of plum blossoms in the ecclesiastical office, protected the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine from wind and rain, and built bridges for Chen Changsheng. He made Chen Changsheng grow and mature at an unimaginable speed. He said in the divine way that Chen Changsheng would get the first place in the imperial examination.

All of this was just to make him more eye-catching, so that the Holy Queen would discover him faster, pay attention to him, and then become suspicious of him and start an investigation.

Because he is Chen Changsheng, he is the orthodox successor of the State Religion, the dean of the State Religion Academy, a monastic genius, the successor of the State Religion, and he is the Prince Zhaoming.

Of course, these are all fake.

He is nothing.

He is a fruit.

He is just a fruit.

A fruit that is inherently poisonous.

From the moment he was born, his destiny had been arranged, that is, he would be eaten after being cooked.

This is his destiny.

When his fate ends over time and everything calms down, the real successor of the Zhou Dynasty will come to the stage and accept it all.

Who is that person? Master? Pope? Or...the real Prince Zhaoming?

Chen Changsheng should feel sad at this time, but he doesn't.

He was numb.

He stared blankly at the world under the Tomb of Heavenly Books.

If everything is fake, then what is real?

Suddenly, he missed the old temple in Xining Town very much. He wanted to go back and pretend that he had never been to Kyoto. He was still babbling by the stream with his senior brother...

Senior brother...does he know these things?

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It was only then that many people, including the fifteen princes surnamed Chen who sneaked into Kyoto at night, realized what had happened.

After being shocked, people began to think about the impact of this incident on the Holy Queen and the impact on the entire situation. At the same time, they naturally began to think about a very important question.

Since the Holy Queen has not yet reached consummation, it means that Prince Zhaoming must still be alive, but Chen Changsheng is not. So where is the real Prince Zhaoming?

This shocking news spread countless times faster than Red Eagle.

On the official road from Luoyang to Kyoto, the bloated Prime Minister suddenly jumped up from the ground and cursed in the direction of Kyoto.

No one could hear clearly who he was scolding, Taoist Ji or Chen Changsheng, but the attendants were very sure that he did not curse the Holy Queen.

Then he walked back to the chariot panting and said: "After entering the capital, find out where my poor brother is."

On the waterway from Jiangnan Prefecture to Kyoto, King Zhongshan issued similar orders to his subordinates, except that he was much more direct than King Xiang.

"If you can kill him secretly without telling anyone, then kill him. If you can't, then be the first to show your loyalty to me and show your sincerity."

I don’t know how many other princes had the same idea at this moment.

The Prime Minister lifted the curtains and looked towards Kyoto.

King Zhongshan stood at the bow of the ship, looking towards Kyoto.

They couldn't see the scene on the top of Tianshu Mausoleum, but they always felt that they could see it.

Even though they were extremely cruel and ruthless, they felt that Chen Changsheng was pitiful at this time.

At the same time, they think business presidents are scary.

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The clouds really parted.

Chen Changsheng searched for his master in the night, but found nothing. He slowly lowered his head, and the rain slowly dripped down his wet hair.

The Holy Queen of Tianhai looked at the stars in the sky, was quiet for a long time, and then said four words.

"I see."

Then she withdrew her gaze, looked at Kyoto in the night, and said four words with mockery.

"so what?"

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(There will be another chapter at 8 p.m.)