Long live the best

At this moment, her beautiful eyes flickered, and she understood why this group of people followed Qin Yun so loyally.

Although she didn't like Qin Yun, there were some things she couldn't help but admit.

Weiyang Palace.

Singing and dancing are peaceful and radiant.

The bright red ribbon is twisted into a peony flower, and the lamp stand composed of 120 eight lamps is extraordinarily atmospheric, rich and festive.

The laughter and laughter came from inside, which made people yearn for it.

At this moment on the Grand Canal, the night wind blew, wrinkled the river surface, and blew chills.

There are crisp footsteps on the wooden board.

"The road is full of wheel marks. It is estimated that the little master's [-] luggage has been transported into the palace, and now there is no possibility of getting it back."

There was a hint of anger in the deep voice.

Several people raised their heads and were silent for a while. They looked very sturdy, but they couldn't see their faces.

One of them was as cold as a beast.

"One hundred thousand luggage was lost, ten thousand troops were wiped out, the little master was furious, the chief banner officer of the White Banner was beheaded on the spot, and I have received the news not long ago."

"The main force is to use all the dead soldiers in the pass to deal a heavy blow to the emperor Qin Yun in order to avenge the Shanhai Pass."

Someone clenched his fist and responded: "We are born to be the young master's people, and we will die to be the young master's ghost. Tell me, how do you do it?!"

It turned out that they were the dead soldiers hoarded by the White Lotus Sect in the customs. They had taken black hands several times, but they had never been uprooted.

This time they gathered in the imperial capital, following the court team like a shadow, and it was also Yang Taian's order.

All I could hear was the cold voice of one of them coming from Cui Wei's night wind.

"The master's killer order is here!"

"At all costs, kill the Great Xia inheritance!"

The voice just fell.

Boom!

There was a dull thunder in the sky, shaking all directions, and a flash of lightning struck at the same time, piercing the sky and shining on the earth for a moment.

The original place can finally be seen clearly.

The man held up the warrant, and all the men in black looked at the warrant enthusiastically.

What is horrifying is that densely packed human heads emerged from the Grand Canal, all dead men with white scarves, with a pale moonlight on their faces, staring at the warrant.

Roaring in his heart: "Slay the Great Xia inheritance!"

There is madness deep in their pupils.

And their madness is Yang Taian's madness.

Even if Yue Nu followed Qin Yun, it didn't have such a big influence on him. The luggage left by the hundred thousand ancestors was like touching his lifeblood.

The night is dark and windy, and no one knows everything here.

The banquet in Weiyang Palace lasted for two hours before ending one after another.

Qin Yun was very happy, drank two more glasses, and was taken back to the palace by Murong Shunhua to rest after the end.

When I woke up, it was already the sun of the next day.

The woman's body fragrance is accompanied by the embroidered bedding, which is so warm, and a trace of sandalwood floats in, making it peaceful and far-reaching.

The old-fashioned bedroom can make people quiet everywhere.

Snapped!

He slapped his forehead fiercely: "It's a mistake, it's a mistake!"

"Immediately let Mu Le, Xuan Yunzi and others meet in front of me. I still have a lot to ask them!"

I planned to ask after the banquet last night, but I drank too much.

Murong Shunhua was dressed in palace attire, walking gracefully, with a hint of amused smile on his beautiful face.

"They are already waiting in the imperial study."

"I thought you forgot."

Qin Yun rolled his eyes: "How is it possible, I seem to be someone who can forget things? It's just that the occasion last night is not suitable for talking about business."

"Oh, is it?"

Murong raised his eyebrows, changed his clothes and boots, and said with a half-smile: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten something?"

Qin Yun was taken aback: "What else?"

Murong rolled her eyes with all kinds of coquettishness: "The empress has had pregnancy sickness recently, and she is not in a particularly good mood. Didn't you say to take her back to her mother's house personally?"

"Even Grand Admiral Xiao Jian has invited back, saying that he is gathering at the old house of Xiao's family."

When Qin Yun suddenly thought of it, he frowned.

"It's over, forget about it!"

"Is it today?"

Murong Shunhua glanced at him: "Yes, but the Queen Mother knew that you drank too much, so she sent someone to postpone the time."

"I won't go until three days later. The queen sent me to tell you early in the morning."

Qin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed: "Fortunately, Xiang'er is understanding, otherwise I would have to quarrel with me."

"When will you bring your concubine back to your mother's house?" Murong said suddenly, and Xingren's big eyes flashed with melancholy, yearning.

"Your natal family?" Qin Yun hesitated.

"Inviting the Moon Palace!" She explained angrily.

"Success, I'll take you back when I'm done with the White Lotus Sect, just in time for me to see what you invite the Moon Palace to look like."

"By the way, arranging flowers on horseback on your throne in charge." Qin Yun laughed.