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Xia Wuxin really put her heart in her throat, as if she could spit it out with a hiccup, she stared at the door all the way, finally, a woman walked out from the sky, she was wearing a white moon brocade dress, with layers of skirts fluttering in the air. Behind her, the long sleeves are dragging, but they are spotless.

Everyone's eyes followed her, from outside the door to inside, and then to the main seat.

This kind of Song Yubai really makes people feel unattainable. She doesn't look sideways, her eyes are cold, as if covered with frost, but it can't conceal her magnificence.

As worthy of the title of cold-faced Buddha, every place she walked, the immortals dared not speak.

The wine glass in Xia Wuxin's hand couldn't help tilting, and she spilled some on her lap, but she didn't notice.

"Emperor, I will thank the Emperor for her personal hospitality..." When Song Yubai walked in front of Xia Wuxin, the Shenfeng Crown Prince opposite suddenly stood up and spoke. He held the wine glass in both hands, seemingly polite.

Unexpectedly, Song Yubai didn't look at him, didn't even pause, and continued to walk through the wide hall, with white mist rising from the hem of his skirt, as if he was just a pillar.

Prince Shenfeng froze in place, his fair face soon turned blue and purple, colorful.

Finally had to sit down.

There was a very low chuckle from the crowd, as if they were mocking the prince's overreaching, the empress of the heavenly realm dared to throw cups and bowls in front of the emperor, how could she pay attention to him.

"I don't know when I will see the Empress no longer has a cold face." A murmur came from behind Xia Wuxin.

Under everyone's breath-holding, Song Yubai finally walked to the side of the throne. When she lifted her bare hands, a gust of wind rolled up her skirt and spread it into half an ice flower on the ground. She raised her long eyelashes slightly, and her voice seemed to fall from the sky.

"Let's begin."

In the huge hall, voices slowly sounded, and then the celestial music gradually began to play. Several fairies sat in the cloud and mist in the middle of the hall, huddled together slowly, and the lingering sounds lingered, and the atmosphere relaxed a lot.

"Emperor, this is the flower fairy's peach blossom wine." The fairy servant named Qingzhu walked up to Song Yubai with a jug of wine, still timidly speaking, his voice trembling strangely.

Song Yubai slightly raised his Liuli eyes, glanced at her, and said lightly, "So afraid of me?"

"I don't dare." Qingzhu hurriedly lowered her head, her body was about to fall, but Song Yubai lifted her up with a snap of her fingers.

Over the years, such scenes have been seen many times, and Song Yubai didn't say any more, just said: "Take down the wine and replace it with tea."

Qingzhu responded again and again, and ran away quickly holding the jug, then ran back quickly, and put a pot of hot tea in front of Song Yubai.

"Where's the teacup." Song Yubai tapped the hot teapot twice with his hands, his face remained unchanged, but his eyes were helpless.

Qingzhu almost cried, she bowed to apologize, then ran to get the glazed teacup, put it down carefully, her head almost lowered into her chest, as if she was afraid that Song Yubai would raise her hand and turn her into powder.

"Go down." Song Yubai sighed, the people around her were so afraid of her, it would be better to be alone.

She casually picked up the teapot, poured the tea into the cup by herself, and stared boredly at the light green water flowing out of the spout, falling into the glass cup in an arc, and the green color gradually deepened, turning into a cup of fragrant tea.

Song Yubai was distracted by the sound of the song, and looked up, but bumped into a person in his eyes.

That person was a woman, dressed in black like ink, sitting cross-legged on her left hand. The black clothes wrapped her slender body, showing the bumps and convexities of a young woman.

It seems to be very familiar, but also seems to be unfamiliar, the hair is tied behind the back, part of it hangs down, the nasal bone is high, and the eyes are drooping.

Song Yubai stood up abruptly, forgetting what he was doing.

Just at this time, the woman turned her head and said something to the flower fairy on the right. They both laughed at the same time. Her eyes were deep and dark, completely different from the past. Even though her lips were smiling, her eyes showed another kind of look Do not understand emotions.

After so many years, she had really grown up, and Song Yubai suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart, which was as unexpected as seeing Xia Wuxin again.

A hundred years have passed, and she has become more and more beautiful, more mature and calm, and at the same time, there is a hint of gloom.

It was different from what she imagined.

Song Yubai didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow for a moment, her eyes were suddenly covered with mist, she sat down slowly unconsciously, but suddenly groaned, a sharp pain came from her hand, the pain made her bend down, and she gritted her teeth to stop. speak out.

It turned out that the pot of tea had changed its position unconsciously, and poured it all into her hands, and her white and tender hands were immediately covered with blood spots, turning red all over.

Seeing this, Qing Zhu who was guarding at the side hurried forward, attracting the eyes of some people nearby, who got up in a daze.

But Xia Wuxin had been watching her heart carefully all her life, staring straight at the low wooden table in front of her, silently counting the patterns on it, so she didn't pay attention.

At the same time, Song Yubai gritted his teeth, waved his hands, and said softly, "It's okay."

She sat back on the throne, regardless of the injured hand, and only used Xianli to sweep away the water stains on the table. She seemed to be expecting something, but when the table was as clean as new, no one came forward.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, she raised her eyes, and looked in Xia Wuxin's direction, but her heart sank to the bottom.

She was lowering her head, while Huaxian was lying on her shoulder, talking something into her ear, the two seemed very intimate, so they looked like beauties, one black and one red, they matched very well.

"Qingzhu, serve another pot of tea." After watching for a while, Song Yubai suddenly spoke without any emotion in his voice.

Qingzhu didn't dare to disobey, and the hot tea was served quickly, steaming hot, Song Yubai poured it into the cup again, and picked up the cup with his left hand, the pain like a needle prick made her eyes red.

"Emperor, this..." Qing Zhu hurriedly tried to avoid the teacup in her hand, but Song Yubai reached out to stop her.

She endured the pain and drank it, her eyes were already full of tears, she looked at Xia Wuxin coldly, but Xia Wuxin still didn't look up.

Although Xia Wuxin didn't dare to look at it, in her eyes, she didn't want to look at it.

She poured another cup, the tea made by Qingzhu this time was not boiling hot, she could drink it all in one gulp, through the transparent cup, she saw Huaxian took Xia Wuxin's arm at some point, talking and laughing She put a piece of pastry in her mouth.

As a result, the teacup also had cracks, and the water spilled all over it.

"Emperor, you, if you are not feeling well, why don't you go back and rest first." Although Qing Zhu was afraid of her, but also saw that something was wrong with her, she was very distressed, and timidly persuaded her.

What happened yesterday was already entangled in Song Yubai's mind, and the Emperor of Heaven ordered her to get married, coupled with mixed surprises and disappointments, she suddenly felt powerless, holding the throne inlaid with jade with her hand, and was stunned for a long time , Take a step forward, as if you will fall down at any time.

Qingzhu hurried forward, but didn't dare to reach out for support. He could only watch Song Yubai slowly straighten up, and walked away from Lingxiao Hall.

The Emperor's Palace was still deserted. Song Yubai walked to the low table and knelt down heavily, her knees making a loud bang. She reached out and fumbled for the portraits under the table, but they were overlapping and it was not easy to take them out.

At first, Song Yubai just looked for it with a cold face, but in the end his movements became more hasty, and he suddenly overturned the low table, and grabbed all the crumpled portraits in his hands, there were countless thick stacks.

"I swallowed my anger because of you staying in this Tiangong, but you don't even look at me, and are still intimate with others." Song Yubai said bitterly.

She picked up the top few sheets, tore them in half one by one, threw them aside, and tore them a few times in a row, and then she gasped slightly and stopped her movements.

At some point, her eyes were already flushed red, mixed with tears, which made her look much weaker, and the frost had melted completely.

She picked up the torn portraits piece by piece and put them together again.

"You think you're the only one who's not happy?" Su Bai's fingertips slid across the gaps, she said softly, letting her tears flow, "What a bastard."

On the other side, Huaxian suddenly touched Xia Wuxin's arm and said, "The empress is gone."

gone?Xia Wuxin quickly raised her head, and sure enough, there was no one on the throne, so she breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out her hands, and lay down on the table.

"You said, did she see me?" Xia Wuxin was a little worried, she stood up suddenly, raised her left knee, put her hand on it, and frowned.

Huaxian shook her head: "I didn't look up either. But with your black body, you must not be invisible among the colorful immortals."

"Whether it works or not, I'll know soon. I haven't rested for a long time, so I have to go back to the lotus pond to rest and leave." Huaxian said, slowly backing away, the red clothes disappeared into the crowd, and soon there were only a few left. pieces of petals.

Xia Wuxin couldn't stay alone, she always felt restless, she drank several glasses of wine in a row, and finally left Su Xieyue, and slipped out of Lingxiao Palace alone.

Walking outside the hall, the sound of the sluggish string music disappeared, and my ears were immediately refreshed.

She stretched a few times and walked slowly along the road paved with jade. Perhaps most of the people were in the Lingxiao Temple, so the Tiangong was extraordinarily deserted. Occasionally some spirit birds flew by, holding branches in their mouths, and chirping as soon as they opened their mouths , the branch fell off.

Xia Wuxin wandered around for a long time, and turned into the Taiji Garden halfway. Seeing the quiet and beautiful place, she wanted to sit here for a while and think about what to do next, but unexpectedly there was a sound of kicking footsteps in front of her.

The footsteps were very flustered, and he stumbled halfway.

A short fairy attendant rushed into the Tai Chi Garden, and when he saw Xia Wuxin, he felt as if he saw a savior, his small face turned pale from fright, and he rushed forward and said, "Shangxian, something happened to the Emperor's Palace!"

When Xia Wuxin heard the word emperor, her whole body seemed to have passed through a layer of cold water, she immediately got up, and asked anxiously, "What's the matter?"

Could it be that the broken bird is making trouble again?Xia Wuxin's heart surged with hostility, and he walked away.

"Yes, it's the Empress and the Flower Immortal, they're fighting!" The Immortal Attendant stammered, having never seen such a big scene.

Xia Wuxin just took a step, but stopped in the air again, and asked in surprise, "Who is with whom?"

"Emperor, Goddess and Flower Fairy! Go and have a look, Shangxian, and I'll call people again. They beat you so hard, it's horrifying!"

Xia Wuxin was confused, but also anxious, so she could only hold down the fairy attendant first, and comforted her: "Don't act rashly, maybe it's just a misunderstanding, let me see, if I can't control it, I will report to the Heavenly Emperor."

Hearing this, the fairy servant nodded his head like a rattle drum.

Xia Wuxin dodged all the way, her body turned into a phantom, and when she arrived at the Emperor's Palace, she was almost hit on the nose by a boulder oncoming, only then did she realize that the fairy servant was not lying.

When the boulder fell to the ground, it turned out to be a wall brick.

And beside the lotus pond, sand and rocks are flying, rolling up countless drops of lotus leaves, melting into the storm and sand, only two figures can be seen faintly, each rolling up a cloud of smoke and dust.

The movement of the two was too great, half of the palace wall of the Emperor's Palace had collapsed, and the other half was also crumbling.

Xia Wuxin didn't have time to be surprised, she cursed angrily, and ran forward quickly, but before she could get close, she was almost folded by the strong wind, and quickly lay down halfway with her head up, avoiding a few sickle-shaped petals.

"Song Yubai!" She yelled sharply, her face was covered with another lotus leaf, she managed to push the leaf away, and hit another stone.

Thanks to her strong body, otherwise she would be knocked unconscious by the stone.

Xia Wuxin couldn't get close, so she had to lean on her knees to pant. Seeing that half of the lotus pond was about to be swept up into the sky by them, Xia Wuxin had no choice but to fly into the clouds, and felt a ball made of black air in the air with her slender hands, and then slapped her palm.

Unexpectedly, before the black air touched the whirlwind, it was blocked by a wall of flowers, and the voice of the flower fairy came from the wind, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and it was not very clear: "The gods are discussing, Xiaoxian will go to the other side."

"Discussion? How can anyone compete like this?" Xia Wuxin cursed again. She was so anxious that she was afraid that the two of them would be injured, so she simply didn't hold back anymore. She suddenly opened her arms, and the black air above her head gradually condensed into a machete as tall as a person.

The woman shouted loudly, and the machete slashed towards the middle of the two of them like a gust of wind. The black aura was unstoppable, and immediately split the immortal power of the two of them, running across them.

The gust of wind calmed down immediately, Huaxian took two steps back abruptly, with a smile on her lips, but she could tell from her face that she had already lost her strength.

However, Song Yubai's expression did not change, only her eyes were slightly red, and a few black hairs slid across her cheeks, and merged into the waterfall-like hair behind her. and wronged.

Huaxian suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"

Xia Wuxin was startled for a moment, and saw that Song Yubai's celestial power had not completely dissipated, a ray of silver light swirled and hit the observatory, splashing a large piece of rubble, a huge boulder half a person's height was hit, straight He rushed towards Song Yubai.

For Song Yubai, avoiding this stone was as easy as blinking an eye, but she stood there, motionless.

She kept looking at Xia Wuxin, as if she wanted to see her reaction.

How could Xia Wuxin wait? Before she could think about it, her body had already jumped out, turning into a black afterimage. She grabbed the clothes around Song Yubai's waist, let go, and threw her into her arms. He raised his arm and smashed the stone into powder with one palm.

The dust was floating all over the sky, choking Xia Wuxin to cough again and again, she hurriedly touched Song Yubai, and said in a hoarse voice, "You, are you okay?"

The woman in her arms was allowed to be touched by her without saying a word. After a while, she suddenly said: "I'm sorry."

With a trembling voice, she lowered her eyes and said, "I'm sorry, Wuxin."