Unofficial History of Emperor Taisho

Feng Qige didn't say a word.

Qingniao said, "King Manifa said that he would assist you, have you... really never been tempted?"

"No," Feng Qige said, "Thinking about it now, I'm a little tempted."

With a smile in his eyes, Qingniao said, "It's the most authentic without thinking, Your Highness has always been upright."

Feng Qige paused, "What is the relationship between King Manifa and Nu Maitreya? He said that King Pan promised to find a golden body for Nu Maitreya. How could Mani know such a secret thing."

"After Emperor Feng's nirvana that day, Chi You's bone was gone, so where is the remaining half?"

Feng Qige pondered for a while, then turned around and took the pen and paper.

"What is Your Highness going to do?" Qingniao said.

"Kill Pangu." Feng Qige said indifferently, "This secret decree will not be moved yet, and handed over to Lan Yu."

"Wu Mo Sapphire," Feng Qige said, "He has been working under Li Kai, I have to try my best to win him over, and I will leave this matter to him."

The blue bird flapped its wings strenuously, but Feng Qige said, "No hurry, we'll wait until you recover from your injury."

"I'm useless." Blue Bird said sadly.

"You..." Feng Qige frowned, "Forget it, let's talk about healing the injury."

"Prince Ji, isn't Your Highness worried?"

"Luan Luan," Feng Qige chuckled, "You forgot, his birthday book is still with me."

"Luanluan is about long-term concerns, not near-term worries." Feng Qige dried the ink, "Pan Gu is the one."

In Yuhua Pavilion, Pan Gu sat by the window, quietly watching the sky full of stars.

It's too quiet here, except for the guard at the door, there is no human voice.

Here she saw the huge golden dragon hovering over Fengcheng, heard the sound of fighting in the distance, and hid in a corner alone shivering.

How long will it take for such days.

Pan Gu stood on tiptoe and lay on the small window where he could see the withered lotus pond, waiting for the frosty young man to pass by.

One day, two days—in vain, without end.

There she was, waiting hopelessly.

Ye Xiao passed by here with Liancheng, who had lost his teeth, on his back. Liancheng fell asleep on his back. Ye Xiao rubbed the tip of his cool nose, and suddenly saw the desolate Yuhua Pavilion in the distance.

There seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at him.

That feeling was only for a moment, and it didn't even bother him more than a cool breeze blowing through. Ye Xiao was afraid that he might catch a cold, so he stepped up and left.

Pan Gu covered his face and wept silently in the cold Yuhua Pavilion.

In Liao Hua Palace, Xiong Chu looked at Ji Qi who was deeply asleep with distress.

The young man was covered with injuries, and he could not rest peacefully in his sleep. Xiong Chu lay down next to him, patting his back lightly like when he was a child, but Ji Qi subconsciously held his arms in her arms and let out a comfortable sigh—— That was a habit he had developed since he was a child. As long as he hugged Xiongchu, he would not have nightmares.

"Your Highness," Xiong Chu whispered, "Do you want to be the Devil Emperor?"

Ji Qi didn't hear it. In his sleep, Ji Qian had a ferocious face, and was holding up his young self, planning to throw him into the animal pen below.

He seemed to be an outsider on the sidelines, watching that scene in silence—that was his magic barrier.

Back in time, Ji Qi stood in Kui Wan Palace, the bedroom where Pan Yan once lived, watching her young self staggering past.

Ji Qian came out from inside, his body was covered with blood, and the dagger in his hand was dripping with blood.

"Who did he kill?"

At that time, it was clear that Ji Qian wanted to kill him because he broke through him.

Who did he kill.

Ji Qimu opened his eyes, Xiongchu's warm breath hit his face, and said softly, "Are you awake?"

"Xiong Chu," Ji Qi said, "Do you still remember when Ji Qian threw me down..."

Xiong Chu's expression changed, "Don't think about him! What's wrong, are you having nightmares again?"

"Xiong Chu!" Ji Qi held his face, "At that time, Ji Qian killed someone in Kui Wan Palace, so he wanted to kill me to silence him, do you remember, who was there in Kui Wan Palace at that time? "

Xiong Chu thought about it carefully, "No, I went out to buy you wanton noodles at that time, but I didn't see where he came from."

"The Panlong palace has been empty for so long..." Ji Qi had a severe headache, as if she had caught a clue, and it flashed past indistinctly.

Xiong Chu kissed his forehead and sighed silently, "When will you not have so many worries."

Ji Qi couldn't help laughing, "I don't know, it will probably take a long time."

"Sleep, I'm thinking about it tomorrow."

Xiongchu blew out the lamp, and lay down next to him in his clothes. In the darkness, each other's breathing could be heard clearly. Xiongchu stretched out his hand for him to pillow on, and gently placed his injured hand on his chest to warm it.

"Xiongchu, you have something on your mind today." Ji Qi sighed, "Why didn't you tell me."

"Your Highness!" Xiong Chu turned over to face him, "Do you want to be the Devil Emperor?"

Ji Qi laughed out loud, "That's all?"

"this one."

"Think," Ji Qi said, "Emperor Feng is dead, Feng Qige is not enough, Ganling Lanyu chose me..."

"You...the Feng family has inherited the throne for thousands of years, and you robbed this seat, what will others do if they don't accept you?"

"It's enough to kill them all," Ji Qi said coldly, "Which emperor doesn't have a lot of white tigers."

"Who taught you!" Xiong Chu said angrily, "Who told you this! Is life so worthless?"

Ji Qi was silent for a long time, the outline of Xiongchu's face was a little blurred in the darkness, but he could feel the indignation and pain in his eyes, and he couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

"Are you mad at me?"

"Don't be angry." Xiong Chu leaned closer and hugged him in his arms, the heartbeat in his chest was strong, and the vibration came again and again, Ji Qi nestled in his arms, just like when she was a child, listening to his heartbeat, she gradually became sleepy .

"I can't bear to be angry with you, I just thought," Xiong Chu paused, "You are so smart and good, it's only natural to be a devil emperor, I just... don't want you to become like Feng Emperor, I would rather You are like on the ghost mountain, worrying about what to eat all day long, and you don’t want to think about who you are going to kill next, you are a good boy, I don’t want you to become like that..."

Xiongchu choked up a little, raised his hand to cover his eyes, "The crown prince is different from Emperor Feng, I can tell, I thought... I thought..."

"Xiong Chu!" Ji Qi grabbed his hand, and the two looked at each other silently in the dark.

"You hug me."