"It's just that this thing was not written by the first emperor before his death," Zhuge Shenhou said again.
Gong Jiu's smile disappeared, and he stared at Zhuge Zhengwo with a cold expression, "I advise God to be careful with his words."
"In the second year of Yuanfu, His Majesty lost a son and a daughter one after another, and became seriously ill with grief. At that time, His Majesty thought that he was about to die, so he made a will, but after that, His Majesty's health improved, so he destroyed this book," Zhuge said. Shenhou said calmly, "Your Majesty passed away suddenly the next year. It was true that no imperial decree was made at that time. I don't know where you found it, but the silk book is only half a copy, incomplete and useless."
"It seems that Marquis Shen has a lot of opinions on me," Gong Jiu smiled mockingly, and then reminded him calmly, "However, the Majesty you protected is probably about to die."
Zhao Ji, who was sitting in a high position, was ashen-faced and unable to speak. He fell tremblingly on the throne, with blood foaming from his lips.
Zhuge Shenhou glanced at him, knowing that Zhao Ji was really hopeless, so he couldn't help but close his eyes. When he knew what Zhao Ji sent Tong Guan to do, he had already given up. Seeing that he was really going to die In front of my eyes, I still couldn't help but my heart trembled, and I didn't dare to look any more.
The hall fell silent all of a sudden, and all the ministers seemed to realize that Zhao Ji was really about to die, and they were all silent, looking at the throne quietly.
In the quiet hall, Zhao Ji's increasingly difficult gasps and painful oral instructions echoed. No one spoke, but neither of them knew what the other was thinking.
At this time, even Cai Jing and the others were completely quiet, because the masters around them have not yet appeared, and everyone doubted what this meant.
Zhao Ji's face turned ashen at last, he tilted his head and died.
Zhuge Zheng and I glanced at King Shen from afar.
Duan Yu couldn't help but let out a long breath.
This famous fatuous king in history, his fatuous and incompetent son, actually died, right in front of her.
Gong Jiu waved someone to go up to check Zhao Ji's aura, Duan Yu looked closely and found that the man was actually the Palace Master, he couldn't help being even more absurd.
The palace lord, nicknamed Beef Soup, dragged Zhao Ji up from the throne with one hand without any scruples, and slapped his chest with his hand, and more blood flowed out of Zhao Ji's mouth, not to mention that he was dead, but he was not dead, she This palm is enough to kill Zhao Ji completely.
"Ninth Brother, he's dead." Beef Soup's voice was still that of a girl.
After all, the important ministers sitting here were educated in Confucianism, many of them couldn't help frowning, not only because of the girl's sex, but also because of her ruthless and ruthless methods.
"Okay," Gong Jiu said calmly, "You deal with him."
"Lord Zhao..." a minister said with difficulty under Gong Jiu's gaze, "What are you going to do? Where are you taking Your Majesty?"
"Zhao Ji did the wrong thing, so naturally he was not allowed to enter the ancestral hall to receive incense," Gong Jiudao said, "Throw him into a random grave."
"...This... I'm afraid it's inappropriate," another minister couldn't help but said.
"Why, what else do you two have to say?"
"...Don't dare...don't dare..." The two retreated under Gong Jiu's cold gaze.
"You are not yet the emperor." Zhuge Zhengwo said suddenly.
Gong Jiu suddenly turned around, "What do you mean?"
"The first emperor is dead, and he is still humiliating behind him. He is not worthy of an emperor." Zhuge Zhengwo looked at King Shen calmly. , His Royal Highness King Shen, as Zongzheng, don't you have anything to say?"
Zhao Bi's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and he said calmly, "The matter has come to this, what can I do about it."
"You——" Zhuge Zheng raised a trace of anger between my brows, and was forced to press down. He stood up abruptly, then swayed for a moment, fell down on the seat, and looked at Shu Wuxi beside him with a surprised and injured expression.
Shu Wuxi shook his head and sighed, "You are the late emperor's confidant, so it's better not to get involved in this matter."
Zhuge Zheng's lips trembled, "You even chose this lawless guy?"
"I didn't choose him," Shu Wuxi said, "He who understands current affairs is a hero, Xiaohua, you should just sit and watch."
"Now," Gong Jiu opened his arms, "who else is against my succession to the throne?"
"Rebellious ministers and thieves, everyone can punish them." The woman's voice was soft and soft, she was just a talented singer, and the colored silk in her hand was like a soft whip. She swung from behind Gong Jiu and whipped him.
As if receiving a signal, the dancers who hid in the banquet drew their sharp long swords from their umbrellas one after another, holding a ribbon in one hand and a sword in the other, and attacked Gong Jiu at the same time.
"Who are you?" Gong Jiu trembled for a moment, holding back the long silk with a sword swing.
"The one who killed you." Lei Mei smiled slightly, her beauty was like jade, and her sword energy was like a rainbow.
"Then... it depends on whether you can kill it or not!" Gong Jiu's face became paler.
At the same time, the sword-wielding men who went deep into the banquet raised their swords at the same time.
"Offended," Wu Ming in front of Duan Yu smiled lightly, swinging the long sword in his hand.
The unmoved banquet was suddenly turned upside down, and all the wine and wine were poured on Wu Ming. The table beside her, and the two attendants behind Zhao Yu raised their hands to resist the attack while their opponents were swinging their swords.
The two of them took out a long fishing rod from nowhere, with silver wires and iron hooks on the rods. These seemingly innocuous weapons instantly pushed back the assassin who was attacking Zhao Bi by three feet.
The two of them didn't chase after him, they just swung the iron hook on the silver thread and headed towards Wu Ming, apparently to help Duan Yu.
Zhao Youyi shattered the porcelain plate on the table, grabbed the shards like sharp blades, and came over to help.
The long sword was like torn paper, cutting the long case from the middle and separating the two sides. Duan Yu shot out with concentration, the sword energy from his fingertips continued to rush out, and the light was faintly visible, "You are here, want everyone in the palace to catch them all?"
"There's no other way," Wu Ming said with a helpless smile, and he didn't pay attention to the fishing rod he swung. He moved lightly with his sword, and transformed into countless phantoms, covering Duan Yu and Huamanlou together. Among them, "There is only one emperor, who made your surname Zhao?"
Duan Yu's lips curled up.
She knew that this was Duan Yanqing's "don't tell her."
Because——as long as she didn't want to die, she had to do it, so naturally she didn't have to waste her words.
Duan Yu had been mentally prepared for a long time, but Duan Yu didn't feel very sad, as if she knew in her heart that the reason why Duan Yanqing wanted to push her to the throne was because she herself had no chance of sitting on the throne of the Song Dynasty emperor.
She and Hua Manlou were still not able to match Wu Ming's opponents, and Chu Liuxiang and Lu Xiaofeng who came in later were not enough.
Ximen Chuuxue's long sword pierced through the crowd to save others. He said earlier that he would not attack with others, but it was not useless at all. After all, here, a master like him is not many.
Duan Yu didn't expect Gong Jiu to think highly of her so much, but considering the level of assassins in the palace, only Wu Ming is stronger than her. From this point of view, there is really no problem with his arrangement.
The slender fingers transform into countless graceful shapes and shadows, like butterflies piercing flowers, and plum blossoms with plain hands, while the blade of the Six Meridians Excalibur flies out from the fingertips from time to time, sometimes as steep as a mountain, sometimes as mighty as a long wind, all the more mysterious Measure, fly vertically and horizontally.
Wu Ming changed his moves again and again, the sword's edge was extremely weird, looking forward, suddenly behind, he wanted to pick up the sword and stab obliquely, like chopping down and then looping back, his brilliance is unpredictable, and it is impossible to guard against.
"Your martial arts are really good." Wu Ming's breath was steady, and he seemed to be at ease amidst the crowd's siege.
"Each, each other." Duan Yu was not to be outdone, although she was not as comfortable as Wu Ming, but due to the characteristics of the martial arts she practiced, she could speak smoothly and clearly.
"Duan Shinu seems to have been prepared for a long time?" Wu Mingdao, "It seems that she doesn't have any ambitions for that position."
"Even if I say no," Duan Yu said, "you may not believe it."
"No, I'm not saying it's bad," Wu Ming smiled slightly, "It's good."
In the center of the main hall, there was a sudden scream. Duan Yu looked over there, only to see Gong Jiu, who had been cold and arrogant before, suddenly rolled to the ground, with disheveled hair and torn clothes——
"Smack me...quick...whip me—"
In the whole hall, everyone seemed to be stunned by this momentary change, only Gong Jiu shouted in a low voice.
"Quick... slap me—"
Duan Yu frowned slightly, she didn't expect Gong Jiu to attack at this time, and at the same time, she heard a low sigh, Wu Ming's sword came out of his hand, as if it had eyes, and flew towards Gong Jiu, from his throat pierced and pinned him to the ground.
Gong Jiu's voice stopped suddenly, he opened his mouth wide, his eyes almost protruded, his throat gurgled a few times, blood gushed out from the wound, he seemed to want to turn his head around, but finally struggled for a while Down, die with peace.
Just when everyone was shocked by this scene, Zhao Youyi, who was not far away from Duan Yu, suddenly looped the porcelain piece in his hand, stabbing silently at her back.
The porcelain piece was an inch away from Duan Yu's vest, and was pinched into pieces by the suddenly extended fingers.
Almost at the same time, Wu Ming slapped Zhao Youyi's chest with his palm and sent him flying.
Zhao Youyi bumped into the dragon pillar in the main hall, and then fell to the ground, completely out of breath.
Hua Manlou held Duan Yu back, and asked nervously, "Yu'er, are you alright?"
Duan Yu shook his head, and pulled his hand quickly, probably because he was anxious to strike, Hua Manlou's two fingers were dripping with blood at this time, Duan Yuhao looked carefully for a long time before he was sure that it was only a skin trauma, not a bone injury .
She looked at the palace in a blink of an eye, the magnificent and bustling main hall just now was now splattered with blood, a woman in yellow and a young man in a white robe walked in through the door—today, the guards of this palace are completely useless.
Duan Yanqing walked in triumphantly. Lei Mei and the others restrained their posture and came to her side. She walked to the side of Gong Jiu, lowered her head for a look, then slowly looked around, and then looked at the lying on the hall. Zhao Ji on one side.
"It seems that my rescue is too late..." Duan Yanqing smiled slightly, "How can this be good... Now that Zhao's family members have been slaughtered by rebels, I don't know who to invite foreign guests on the fifteenth day of the Lantern Festival? "
She walked slowly in front of King Shen Zhao Bi, "Now only the prince is left...but the prince's eyesight—"
In the hall... almost no one saw clearly how Zhao Bi made his move.
No one knew that Zhao Bi possessed martial arts.
Duan Yu couldn't help sighing, and was hugged by Hua Manlou from behind.
"You're going too far," Zhao Bi looked at Duan Yanqing with a gentle and compassionate expression.
Duan Yanqing's lips trembled, her face was full of disbelief, she opened her mouth and couldn't speak, only blood poured out of her mouth, she lowered her head, a pair of slender hands penetrated into her chest, dripping with blood, "You..."
Zhao Bi lowered his head, lifted Duan Yanqing up with his hand that pierced through her ribs, and gently touched her lips, which were stained with her blood, "Go, I will bury you as a wife." On the side of my mausoleum."
Even in the dark night, those heavy footsteps are enough to make people thrilling. Unlike the guards of Cai Cai's team just now, the guards in black armor are like a pack of wolves, and they surrounded the entire Hall of Supreme Harmony in a short time.
......
The morning light is faint, the sky opens and the clouds disperse.
Huamanlou looked towards the east, the direction where the sky was slightly bright, although he still couldn't see clearly, he could still see a faint light.
He smiled peacefully, looked calm and gentle, and waited patiently.
Everyone has left, the ministers and senior officials of the Song Dynasty, Lu Xiaofeng and other people in the world have all left, only he is still here.
Zhao Bi took Duan Yu to the inner room to talk from the middle of the night until the sun was about to rise.
Suddenly, his smile spread, he didn't look back, just for a moment, he heard light footsteps coming from far and near, with eager jumping, and then he was held by the hand.
Duan Yu took his hand and walked forward, Hua Manlou didn't say or ask, just followed her with a smile.
"Aren't you going to ask me?" Duan Yu asked.
Hua Manlou smiled, "Don't ask."
"If... I will stay, stay here," Duan Yu couldn't help but said, "You don't ask anything?"
Hua Manlou smiled happily, but did not speak, his meaning was obvious.
Duan Yu snorted softly, and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I'll ask you one last time, are you willing to go back to my hometown to get married and be my queen?"
The refreshing morning breeze blows head-on, taking the laughter away.
The ground of the white jade is pure white and flawless, and the red is rising day by day, illuminating the Yunlong jade sculpture on the imperial steps bright red, as if it is an auspicious omen.
Is Zhao Bi the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole behind him, or is he not allowed to do it?
It doesn't matter to Duan Yu.
It doesn't matter whether it's a story, a novel, or a new one, another parallel time and space, she just knows that she has found the queen, and now it's time to go home, after all, there is an heir to the throne at home - this is no joke.
The author has something to say: Well, that's it, the end is Sahua~
I think the ending of this kind of thing is quite in line with the martial arts style.
In the last chapter, there are a lot of reversals and a lot of bento.
How to put it this way, the writing of this story can't be considered very successful, but the ending can be regarded as not deviated, and the story can be regarded as a successful completion. The ultimate boss kisses the father. As for what everyone thinks of him, everyone has a different opinion.
When I first made the outline, I tried a relatively novel method, and I did learn a lot of lessons. The part about Zhang Jiaozhu in the middle was not handled well.
In addition, because the CP was decided in advance, some branches were not written. For example, the sexual changes of Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing did not succeed. So after Yuyu was with him, the frequency of making troubles became lower.
In the middle of the story, I also encountered many problems and difficulties. It was because of the friends who have always supported me that I was able to persevere.
Someone asked about the emperor who fought the Forbidden City before, but he didn't mention it because he was suspected of spoiling it. Although he didn't write about it, it was indeed King Shen.
In short, thank you for your support and viewing all the time, this article is over, goodbye in the world.
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Gong Jiu's smile disappeared, and he stared at Zhuge Zhengwo with a cold expression, "I advise God to be careful with his words."
"In the second year of Yuanfu, His Majesty lost a son and a daughter one after another, and became seriously ill with grief. At that time, His Majesty thought that he was about to die, so he made a will, but after that, His Majesty's health improved, so he destroyed this book," Zhuge said. Shenhou said calmly, "Your Majesty passed away suddenly the next year. It was true that no imperial decree was made at that time. I don't know where you found it, but the silk book is only half a copy, incomplete and useless."
"It seems that Marquis Shen has a lot of opinions on me," Gong Jiu smiled mockingly, and then reminded him calmly, "However, the Majesty you protected is probably about to die."
Zhao Ji, who was sitting in a high position, was ashen-faced and unable to speak. He fell tremblingly on the throne, with blood foaming from his lips.
Zhuge Shenhou glanced at him, knowing that Zhao Ji was really hopeless, so he couldn't help but close his eyes. When he knew what Zhao Ji sent Tong Guan to do, he had already given up. Seeing that he was really going to die In front of my eyes, I still couldn't help but my heart trembled, and I didn't dare to look any more.
The hall fell silent all of a sudden, and all the ministers seemed to realize that Zhao Ji was really about to die, and they were all silent, looking at the throne quietly.
In the quiet hall, Zhao Ji's increasingly difficult gasps and painful oral instructions echoed. No one spoke, but neither of them knew what the other was thinking.
At this time, even Cai Jing and the others were completely quiet, because the masters around them have not yet appeared, and everyone doubted what this meant.
Zhao Ji's face turned ashen at last, he tilted his head and died.
Zhuge Zheng and I glanced at King Shen from afar.
Duan Yu couldn't help but let out a long breath.
This famous fatuous king in history, his fatuous and incompetent son, actually died, right in front of her.
Gong Jiu waved someone to go up to check Zhao Ji's aura, Duan Yu looked closely and found that the man was actually the Palace Master, he couldn't help being even more absurd.
The palace lord, nicknamed Beef Soup, dragged Zhao Ji up from the throne with one hand without any scruples, and slapped his chest with his hand, and more blood flowed out of Zhao Ji's mouth, not to mention that he was dead, but he was not dead, she This palm is enough to kill Zhao Ji completely.
"Ninth Brother, he's dead." Beef Soup's voice was still that of a girl.
After all, the important ministers sitting here were educated in Confucianism, many of them couldn't help frowning, not only because of the girl's sex, but also because of her ruthless and ruthless methods.
"Okay," Gong Jiu said calmly, "You deal with him."
"Lord Zhao..." a minister said with difficulty under Gong Jiu's gaze, "What are you going to do? Where are you taking Your Majesty?"
"Zhao Ji did the wrong thing, so naturally he was not allowed to enter the ancestral hall to receive incense," Gong Jiudao said, "Throw him into a random grave."
"...This... I'm afraid it's inappropriate," another minister couldn't help but said.
"Why, what else do you two have to say?"
"...Don't dare...don't dare..." The two retreated under Gong Jiu's cold gaze.
"You are not yet the emperor." Zhuge Zhengwo said suddenly.
Gong Jiu suddenly turned around, "What do you mean?"
"The first emperor is dead, and he is still humiliating behind him. He is not worthy of an emperor." Zhuge Zhengwo looked at King Shen calmly. , His Royal Highness King Shen, as Zongzheng, don't you have anything to say?"
Zhao Bi's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and he said calmly, "The matter has come to this, what can I do about it."
"You——" Zhuge Zheng raised a trace of anger between my brows, and was forced to press down. He stood up abruptly, then swayed for a moment, fell down on the seat, and looked at Shu Wuxi beside him with a surprised and injured expression.
Shu Wuxi shook his head and sighed, "You are the late emperor's confidant, so it's better not to get involved in this matter."
Zhuge Zheng's lips trembled, "You even chose this lawless guy?"
"I didn't choose him," Shu Wuxi said, "He who understands current affairs is a hero, Xiaohua, you should just sit and watch."
"Now," Gong Jiu opened his arms, "who else is against my succession to the throne?"
"Rebellious ministers and thieves, everyone can punish them." The woman's voice was soft and soft, she was just a talented singer, and the colored silk in her hand was like a soft whip. She swung from behind Gong Jiu and whipped him.
As if receiving a signal, the dancers who hid in the banquet drew their sharp long swords from their umbrellas one after another, holding a ribbon in one hand and a sword in the other, and attacked Gong Jiu at the same time.
"Who are you?" Gong Jiu trembled for a moment, holding back the long silk with a sword swing.
"The one who killed you." Lei Mei smiled slightly, her beauty was like jade, and her sword energy was like a rainbow.
"Then... it depends on whether you can kill it or not!" Gong Jiu's face became paler.
At the same time, the sword-wielding men who went deep into the banquet raised their swords at the same time.
"Offended," Wu Ming in front of Duan Yu smiled lightly, swinging the long sword in his hand.
The unmoved banquet was suddenly turned upside down, and all the wine and wine were poured on Wu Ming. The table beside her, and the two attendants behind Zhao Yu raised their hands to resist the attack while their opponents were swinging their swords.
The two of them took out a long fishing rod from nowhere, with silver wires and iron hooks on the rods. These seemingly innocuous weapons instantly pushed back the assassin who was attacking Zhao Bi by three feet.
The two of them didn't chase after him, they just swung the iron hook on the silver thread and headed towards Wu Ming, apparently to help Duan Yu.
Zhao Youyi shattered the porcelain plate on the table, grabbed the shards like sharp blades, and came over to help.
The long sword was like torn paper, cutting the long case from the middle and separating the two sides. Duan Yu shot out with concentration, the sword energy from his fingertips continued to rush out, and the light was faintly visible, "You are here, want everyone in the palace to catch them all?"
"There's no other way," Wu Ming said with a helpless smile, and he didn't pay attention to the fishing rod he swung. He moved lightly with his sword, and transformed into countless phantoms, covering Duan Yu and Huamanlou together. Among them, "There is only one emperor, who made your surname Zhao?"
Duan Yu's lips curled up.
She knew that this was Duan Yanqing's "don't tell her."
Because——as long as she didn't want to die, she had to do it, so naturally she didn't have to waste her words.
Duan Yu had been mentally prepared for a long time, but Duan Yu didn't feel very sad, as if she knew in her heart that the reason why Duan Yanqing wanted to push her to the throne was because she herself had no chance of sitting on the throne of the Song Dynasty emperor.
She and Hua Manlou were still not able to match Wu Ming's opponents, and Chu Liuxiang and Lu Xiaofeng who came in later were not enough.
Ximen Chuuxue's long sword pierced through the crowd to save others. He said earlier that he would not attack with others, but it was not useless at all. After all, here, a master like him is not many.
Duan Yu didn't expect Gong Jiu to think highly of her so much, but considering the level of assassins in the palace, only Wu Ming is stronger than her. From this point of view, there is really no problem with his arrangement.
The slender fingers transform into countless graceful shapes and shadows, like butterflies piercing flowers, and plum blossoms with plain hands, while the blade of the Six Meridians Excalibur flies out from the fingertips from time to time, sometimes as steep as a mountain, sometimes as mighty as a long wind, all the more mysterious Measure, fly vertically and horizontally.
Wu Ming changed his moves again and again, the sword's edge was extremely weird, looking forward, suddenly behind, he wanted to pick up the sword and stab obliquely, like chopping down and then looping back, his brilliance is unpredictable, and it is impossible to guard against.
"Your martial arts are really good." Wu Ming's breath was steady, and he seemed to be at ease amidst the crowd's siege.
"Each, each other." Duan Yu was not to be outdone, although she was not as comfortable as Wu Ming, but due to the characteristics of the martial arts she practiced, she could speak smoothly and clearly.
"Duan Shinu seems to have been prepared for a long time?" Wu Mingdao, "It seems that she doesn't have any ambitions for that position."
"Even if I say no," Duan Yu said, "you may not believe it."
"No, I'm not saying it's bad," Wu Ming smiled slightly, "It's good."
In the center of the main hall, there was a sudden scream. Duan Yu looked over there, only to see Gong Jiu, who had been cold and arrogant before, suddenly rolled to the ground, with disheveled hair and torn clothes——
"Smack me...quick...whip me—"
In the whole hall, everyone seemed to be stunned by this momentary change, only Gong Jiu shouted in a low voice.
"Quick... slap me—"
Duan Yu frowned slightly, she didn't expect Gong Jiu to attack at this time, and at the same time, she heard a low sigh, Wu Ming's sword came out of his hand, as if it had eyes, and flew towards Gong Jiu, from his throat pierced and pinned him to the ground.
Gong Jiu's voice stopped suddenly, he opened his mouth wide, his eyes almost protruded, his throat gurgled a few times, blood gushed out from the wound, he seemed to want to turn his head around, but finally struggled for a while Down, die with peace.
Just when everyone was shocked by this scene, Zhao Youyi, who was not far away from Duan Yu, suddenly looped the porcelain piece in his hand, stabbing silently at her back.
The porcelain piece was an inch away from Duan Yu's vest, and was pinched into pieces by the suddenly extended fingers.
Almost at the same time, Wu Ming slapped Zhao Youyi's chest with his palm and sent him flying.
Zhao Youyi bumped into the dragon pillar in the main hall, and then fell to the ground, completely out of breath.
Hua Manlou held Duan Yu back, and asked nervously, "Yu'er, are you alright?"
Duan Yu shook his head, and pulled his hand quickly, probably because he was anxious to strike, Hua Manlou's two fingers were dripping with blood at this time, Duan Yuhao looked carefully for a long time before he was sure that it was only a skin trauma, not a bone injury .
She looked at the palace in a blink of an eye, the magnificent and bustling main hall just now was now splattered with blood, a woman in yellow and a young man in a white robe walked in through the door—today, the guards of this palace are completely useless.
Duan Yanqing walked in triumphantly. Lei Mei and the others restrained their posture and came to her side. She walked to the side of Gong Jiu, lowered her head for a look, then slowly looked around, and then looked at the lying on the hall. Zhao Ji on one side.
"It seems that my rescue is too late..." Duan Yanqing smiled slightly, "How can this be good... Now that Zhao's family members have been slaughtered by rebels, I don't know who to invite foreign guests on the fifteenth day of the Lantern Festival? "
She walked slowly in front of King Shen Zhao Bi, "Now only the prince is left...but the prince's eyesight—"
In the hall... almost no one saw clearly how Zhao Bi made his move.
No one knew that Zhao Bi possessed martial arts.
Duan Yu couldn't help sighing, and was hugged by Hua Manlou from behind.
"You're going too far," Zhao Bi looked at Duan Yanqing with a gentle and compassionate expression.
Duan Yanqing's lips trembled, her face was full of disbelief, she opened her mouth and couldn't speak, only blood poured out of her mouth, she lowered her head, a pair of slender hands penetrated into her chest, dripping with blood, "You..."
Zhao Bi lowered his head, lifted Duan Yanqing up with his hand that pierced through her ribs, and gently touched her lips, which were stained with her blood, "Go, I will bury you as a wife." On the side of my mausoleum."
Even in the dark night, those heavy footsteps are enough to make people thrilling. Unlike the guards of Cai Cai's team just now, the guards in black armor are like a pack of wolves, and they surrounded the entire Hall of Supreme Harmony in a short time.
......
The morning light is faint, the sky opens and the clouds disperse.
Huamanlou looked towards the east, the direction where the sky was slightly bright, although he still couldn't see clearly, he could still see a faint light.
He smiled peacefully, looked calm and gentle, and waited patiently.
Everyone has left, the ministers and senior officials of the Song Dynasty, Lu Xiaofeng and other people in the world have all left, only he is still here.
Zhao Bi took Duan Yu to the inner room to talk from the middle of the night until the sun was about to rise.
Suddenly, his smile spread, he didn't look back, just for a moment, he heard light footsteps coming from far and near, with eager jumping, and then he was held by the hand.
Duan Yu took his hand and walked forward, Hua Manlou didn't say or ask, just followed her with a smile.
"Aren't you going to ask me?" Duan Yu asked.
Hua Manlou smiled, "Don't ask."
"If... I will stay, stay here," Duan Yu couldn't help but said, "You don't ask anything?"
Hua Manlou smiled happily, but did not speak, his meaning was obvious.
Duan Yu snorted softly, and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I'll ask you one last time, are you willing to go back to my hometown to get married and be my queen?"
The refreshing morning breeze blows head-on, taking the laughter away.
The ground of the white jade is pure white and flawless, and the red is rising day by day, illuminating the Yunlong jade sculpture on the imperial steps bright red, as if it is an auspicious omen.
Is Zhao Bi the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole behind him, or is he not allowed to do it?
It doesn't matter to Duan Yu.
It doesn't matter whether it's a story, a novel, or a new one, another parallel time and space, she just knows that she has found the queen, and now it's time to go home, after all, there is an heir to the throne at home - this is no joke.
The author has something to say: Well, that's it, the end is Sahua~
I think the ending of this kind of thing is quite in line with the martial arts style.
In the last chapter, there are a lot of reversals and a lot of bento.
How to put it this way, the writing of this story can't be considered very successful, but the ending can be regarded as not deviated, and the story can be regarded as a successful completion. The ultimate boss kisses the father. As for what everyone thinks of him, everyone has a different opinion.
When I first made the outline, I tried a relatively novel method, and I did learn a lot of lessons. The part about Zhang Jiaozhu in the middle was not handled well.
In addition, because the CP was decided in advance, some branches were not written. For example, the sexual changes of Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing did not succeed. So after Yuyu was with him, the frequency of making troubles became lower.
In the middle of the story, I also encountered many problems and difficulties. It was because of the friends who have always supported me that I was able to persevere.
Someone asked about the emperor who fought the Forbidden City before, but he didn't mention it because he was suspected of spoiling it. Although he didn't write about it, it was indeed King Shen.
In short, thank you for your support and viewing all the time, this article is over, goodbye in the world.
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In addition, there is no cp "Fang Cao Men Ting" in the new text Three Kingdoms. When the pig's feet traveled through the Three Kingdoms, the top counselor family and the Xun family of the domineering family came out of Xun Lingliuxiang-the super beauty Xun Yu Xun Lingjun's Xun family, everyone has If you are interested, you can bookmark it~ (Supplement, don't call me Lingjun dog or!)
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