The changing hands of the emperor of the wine doctor

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Not only has she improved! Gongsun Qi even wondered if she was really blind or fake blind.

Baili Qing smiled slightly, holding a glass of wine in her other hand.After playing chess for half an hour, she drank wine for half an hour.Chess is never out of hand, wine is never out of mouth.The more you drink, the more energetic you will be, and the more you play chess, the more refined you will be.

As if guessing Gongsun Qi's mind, Baili Qingqian said softly: "Chess is like life, sometimes you don't need to look at it with your eyes. People are like chess pieces, in charge of their own destiny. Every move is God's will. But chess moves can be regretted , but you can’t regret it in life.”

Gongsun Qi didn't hold on to his piece, obviously thinking about her words.However, he said, "Are you sure about this world? Or, about that person."

She's an outsider, always has been. "It doesn't matter if you are sure or not. After three years, I'm afraid a killing will be inevitable."

"You know very well that you can change your fate against the sky without killing." There is a saying in Gongsun's chess story that the change of fate against the sky refers to the emperor.

Baili Qingqian looked calm: "The emperor has disappeared, I don't know what will happen to his fate, who can control the fate of the world?"

"I mean "Emperor"." Gongsun Qi was particularly serious about the word "Emperor".

This emperor refers to the first emperor.

Baili Qingqian pretended to be confused, pretending to be ignorant, "The former emperor has already gone west on the crane, and the situation in the world has nothing to do with him."

"Is it really irrelevant?" Gongsun Qi stared at her.

"Dead people are naturally irrelevant." Baili Qingqian said lightly.

Gongsun Qi sighed and stopped talking to her about it.It seemed that Baili Qingqian was not going to tell him clearly, and this matter, after all, could not be explained clearly.

Who can tell clearly.Does the emperor's coffin in the imperial mausoleum really contain the emperor's body?

Baili Qingqian saw with his own eyes that the emperor's coffin was empty, so where did the emperor go? Is he alive or dead?

If he died, he should be lying in the emperor's coffin.If he is alive, where is he? Does he really not care if the country changes hands? I am afraid he also knows that if he really dies, he is doomed to face his ancestors without face.

So he can't die, how can he die before getting rid of the serious troubles in his heart?

Long my heart, the years are like a song.Those eyes under the moonlight seem to have seen through the vicissitudes of the world.

Deep and clear, looking at the mountains and rivers in the dark night with the meaning of parting from the world.

The candlelight was lit, illuminating the bright yellow cassock.He listened to the wind, the cicadas, and the bell.He is also listening to his own heart.

Jiangshan, this Jiangshan is so beautiful, who would be willing to give it away.Those in high positions will never be able to satisfy their ambitions.The king of the Western Regions is like this, the king of the southern border is like this, and so is the master of the Central Plains.

He sighed in his heart, how can he predict that one day, he will always be with the ancient Buddha's green lamp.

The mysteries deep in my heart will eventually be solved.The rebirth at this moment is the beginning of the destiny of the world.

The Liu family no longer exists.Maybe it still exists, just that little bit of blood.But I don't know where the soul is.

There is no need to talk about worrying, but there is one thing that has been pressed in my heart.Not checking is not enough to calm the doubts in my heart.

Time seems to go back to 20 years ago, the powerful imperial concubine Murong disappeared mysteriously overnight, along with a rare treasure of the royal family.

☆、Chapter 50

Caressing this string of jasper beads, it seems that only in the dark can it display its true brilliance.

He is the prince of the dynasty, why did he fall to this point.Liu Cheng's eyes stared at the luster of the beads without blinking, and his thoughts went back to the past.

In the past, he covered the sky with one hand, but now, he is trampled underfoot.Shut in this dark cell, waiting to fend for itself.

Fend for itself? How is that possible! Although this place is impregnable, don't forget that he is a man with martial arts.The reason why he didn't leave before was because he was waiting for that opportunity.Even when martial arts masters gathered in the palace, there was still Baili Mo.Nanwang harmed Bailimo like this, how could he let it go.

But what surprised Liu Cheng was that Nan Wang didn't die.On the contrary, those sects who claim to be masters are in charge, and their vitality has been severely injured by the beating, and it is difficult to make a fuss in a short period of time.

Great.This ending was beyond his expectation. It seems that Nan Wang's ability is a hundred times stronger than he imagined.

He sighed, but this country belongs to the Liu family after all.How can I let the barbarians slaughter me!

boom!

He was so resentful that he smashed through the iron wall with his palm.The figure in the smoke reveals endless loneliness and vicissitudes.

Leave, after leaving, he will be truly free.He only needs time now, as long as there is enough time, he will definitely regain the throne and what should belong to him.

Only this time, he no longer bears the infamy of rebellion, but justifiably restores the country.

No matter how the outside world quarrels, this Tianyi Pavilion is always a pure land, a place of peace without disputes with the world.

He was still sitting by the pool playing the flute, but the tune he played this time seemed to be different from the past.After a while, his flute left his lips.The thin lips were slightly pursed, revealing a hint of cinnabar red.

A sigh overflowed from his lips, what should come, will always come.

The water in the pool was disturbed by the breeze, disturbing the tranquility of this pool.His flute disappeared, and he also disappeared.

He walked here step by step, Tianyi Pavilion didn't have half a guard, he knew it.

He came here just to confirm his doubts.Yes, she is still alive.

"Stop." Feng Zhuyun's voice came from nowhere.There is no trace, no trace can be found.

He paused and stood among the flowers.Looking up at the flying peach blossoms, it seems to be back 20 years ago.

That year, the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and she was wearing a snow-white dress, leaning lazily under the peach blossom tree, smiling happily.

The petals fell between her black hair, and he touched them lightly with his bare hands, and picked them off for her.He put his arms around her waist and told her his thoughts.

She smiled softly at him, but he seemed to own the whole world.

It's a pity that he doesn't know how to cherish, until now, he still doesn't seem to understand.

He looked at Feng Zhuyun and said calmly, "I want to see her."

Feng Zhuyun smiled lightly: "You have come in majestically, why should you say such a sentence to me. It's meaningless."

He walked in, this peach blossom formation is not difficult to break.It's just that Feng Zhuyun wants him to come in, so he can break the formation.If you don't want him to come in, he can't break the formation.

Did Feng Zhuyun really let him see Xin'er? Whether it was true or not, he wanted to see her today.

Feng Zhuyun folded his arms around his chest, with his flute tucked under his armpits.The wind messed up his hair, but he still leaned against the peach tree, not saying a word.It seems to have been acquiesced.

Liu Cheng took a step and came to the small downstairs.But he heard an elegant cold snort: "You don't deserve to come here, and you don't deserve to see your mother."

Liu Changge stood on the small building, looking down at his every move.

Liu Cheng never expected that his daughter was here.Did God let their family reunite on Jinxi? But on the daughter's beautiful face, there was such a gloomy expression, and it was also a sad expression.

Because of this, Liu Cheng stopped and stopped moving forward. He looked at Changge for a while and smiled and said, "You still hate me so much, but if you knew what I came for, you wouldn't hate me so much. Changge, I want to get back Our country."

"It's not your country, let alone mine, but the country of the people in the Central Plains." Liu Changge said every word with a cold face.

He was her father, and she thought he was dead.So she was also sad, and slapped Wei Mingxi twice.

It wasn't until today that she realized that what she did back then was so ridiculous and childish.

Maybe she was a little bit happy in her heart. She should be happy that her biological father was not dead.But that should be before the father left, and now the damned are not dead, and the damned are dead, but there is no news!

How much does she hate Liu Cheng? Even she can't tell.I only know that hatred has been deeply rooted in my heart, slowly bearing the fruit of pain.