Unofficial History of Emperor Taisho

In the Dingyue Palace, Feng Qige looked at the memorial presented by King Ji again, which contained all the matters of the Emperor's Conferment Ceremony, piled up with the previous several thousands of pages of memorials, and spread out on the desk.

The blue bird was already dead, Feng Qige put it among the flowers and trees, the azure feathers shone slightly in the candlelight, the blue bird had always stood there silently, watching quietly, always worried The prince, in the dream mirror, the blue bird is still a taciturn and cold boy after taking shape, only when looking into his eyes can there be a trace of warmth.

Feng Qige threw the memorial to the side, and said distractedly, "Pass on Sapphire!"

Sapphire was tied to the Huabiao for a few days, and except for the time when Xiongchu went there, he never drank a drop of water.

The prince smiled coldly and looked at him silently from the high seat.

"You don't need to ask me again, Gan Ling has a younger sister who will never commit herself to you!" Lan Yu spat.

Feng Qige closed his eyes, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a smile, "I haven't asked you yet, what are you worried about?"

"Ganling Lanyu, the world has changed hands," Feng Qige rested his chin on one hand, "It seems that you have chosen King Ji."

"But King Ji wants to force me to take the throne. He is only one step away from this position, why doesn't he step over."

Lan Yu knelt on the ground, amused when he heard the words, just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of the corpse of the blue bird resting in the flower tree.

"Blue Bird," Lan Yu said, "I heard that when a creature dies, its soul returns to the Nether Continent. You are the prince of the Demon Realm. If you are willing to exhaust your cultivation and fear life and death, and enter the Nether Continent to bring its soul back, the Blue Bird will be fine." Resurrected from the dead."

"You tell me what's the use of this." Feng Qige laughed, "You just need to tell me where that sister Gan Ling is, otherwise, I won't get Gan Ling blue jade, and I'm willing to lose everything."

Sapphire's eyes rolled, "That little girl is proud and aggressive, she is not as virtuous as Princess Li Min, His Royal Highness, you can't quench your thirst from afar, and only Yazihou can help you right now."

Feng Qige looked at him silently.

"Come here," Feng Qige said coldly, "drag him to a dark prison, and torture him every day before the emperor's ceremony until he tells the whereabouts of that woman."

"Her name is Ganluo! She hates being called a woman the most!!" Lan Yu yelled and was dragged out. When the door of the palace was closed, there was a dead silence.

"Blue Bird," Feng Qige said, "I'm a little tired, you... rest early."

Once the blue bird died, there was no one to lead the bird, so the birds had no choice but to follow the order of the magic phoenix, but Feng Qige had no intention of managing them, and unintentionally, the news from Liao Hua Palace had not been reported for a long time.

From that day on, when Xiongchu heard the rooster dancing, he begged Xuanyuanchang to teach him how to practice the sword, and copied Jiqi's handwriting stroke by stroke. He was diligent and eager to learn, and made rapid progress. When the Udumbara tree in the small wooden house was in full bloom, Xiongchu could already understand A simple article, a set of swordsmanship flows freely.

Sometimes Ji Qi watched him quietly under the crown of white flowers, but Xuanyuan Chang hesitated to speak, pointing to his neck, "Here, cover up a little."

Xiongchu left countless red marks on his body. Ji Qi tugged at his collar and said with a smile, "I haven't seen General Li for a long time. In the past, General Li taught Xiongchu's swordsmanship."

"Li Kai has been placed under house arrest, and the prince is still investigating the matter of killing the seven masters."

"What's so good about it?" Ji Qi looked up at the Youdan flowers blooming, and the petals were flying down, like a gentle spring rain.

"Udumbara flowers are blooming, it is a good day to be called emperor."

In the chaos, when Udumbara's crown of white flowers bloomed, Feng Qige boarded the Chonghua Hall.

He has his own selfishness, compelled by the situation, for others and himself, the fastest way to ascend to the position of Demon Emperor is the best choice.

The grand ceremony that day was comparable to the Soul Sacrifice Ceremony.

Feng Qige is dressed in a black imperial robe, and still wears the prince's crown on his head. He can only change into the imperial crown when he is going to be crowned in Chonghua Palace. The Forbidden Army and the 30 troops belonging to the Tingwei Division surrounded Fengcheng tightly. The guard of honor was all cronies of Hou Yazi and Qiu Shehou.

The Pan Clan is gone, and among the three kings, only Ji Qi can accompany Feng Qige to the Chonghua Hall, preside over the marriage between Feng Qige and Li Min there, and announce to the world the last emperor's edict, according to the new emperor's will Award meritorious officials.

Feng Qige set off from Dingyue Palace, went to Tingweisi to meet the queen Li Min, accepted the worship of thousands of people, passed through the ruins of the Three Kings Palace, and went straight to the Chonghua Palace.

Ji Qi was waiting for him there.

Feng Qige clung to Li Min's hand, and looked indifferently at the young man in the red royal robe. That place, standing there to crown him, was supposed to be the abdicated Emperor Feng. king.

Unknowingly, the three famous kings who once ruled the demon world together turned out to kill each other, leaving only him and the young man in front of him.

He remembered that on Canghai Terrace, the dying young man had said that he wanted the lives of Emperor Feng, King Pan, and Ji Qian. He had said that Emperor Feng treated him like a dog, but he was not.

He was indeed not, it was a young beast that had just grown fangs and sharp claws, he kept his face, he had already sent all those who were his enemies, who had bullied him, and despised him to the Jiuzhou Hell one by one.

Ji Qi was holding the imperial crown, Feng Qige approached step by step, a vast light fell from the sky, he looked very much like the Emperor Feng in his memory.

It had been a long time since Feng Qige had refined the elixir, and the "Golden Danshen Tongqi" that he had found for him in the early years had long been shelved, and even, he hadn't seen Feng Qige smile sincerely for a long time.

Lan Yu tried her best to push the murder of the Seven Kings to Li Kai, and framed a bunch of King Ji—— Lan Yu has always held grudges, Ji Qi opened the animal stables herself, and the herd of beasts disturbed the Palace of the Three Kings , with the help of the heart-protecting Gu, all kinds of things fell on Pan Gu's head.

Lan Yu murdered Qi Zun for King Ji, and she took the blame for the crime, and took the opportunity to frame Li Kai.Although this was within Wu Mo's plan, after all, it was King Ji who forced him to act early, so he bit back, forcing King Ji and the crown prince to be in danger.

—— Except for the house arrest of Li Kai and the torture of Lan Yu, Feng Qige never asked Ji Qi about this matter.

He didn't believe in Ji Qi any more, and he couldn't defeat King Ji with just Lan Yu's words. He simply stopped asking questions and interrogated her, just like killing a red-eyed gambler and making the emperor his last bet.

Li Min's back robe was the same black color as Feng Qige's, and it was embroidered with ferocious Yazi beasts with silver thread. She had gorgeous makeup and a solemn hair crown, giving her a vague sense of fierceness.

Xiongchu and Xuanyuanchang were on the side of the Chonghua Hall, Li Min's red lips were sharp, his eyes glanced over Xiongchu, and fell on the prestigious King Ji.

"Uncle." Ji Qi said.

There was a turmoil of people, the sky was shaking, and there was no sound for a while.

The subtle sound of the wind blowing past Feng Qige's ears, after a long time, Feng Qige put down Li Min's hand, he turned around, his robe fluttered with the wind, he raised his head slightly, his eyes were icy cold, that gentle and elegant Feng Qige, the last trace of tenderness, has also gone with the blue bird.

Ji Qi opened the edict and said in a loud voice, "The former emperor said: He reigned alone for more than seven hundred years, the demon clan was overthrown, protected by the spirit of the Nine Patriarchs, and survived in danger. But today, looking up at the sky and looking down at the hearts of the people, the number of Yanjing In the end, fortune depends on the prince's singing. The prince not only has the traces of martial arts, but also shines brightly, and has the ability to be called emperor. After counting Qinghe, you can know it. Now he is following the sages, and it is said that he is located in the prince Feng Qige, the demon clan Concentric, can not be different.

King Ji's name is Qi, of Feng's blood, has the ability to assist, and can always accompany the new emperor. The assistant government is strict, and he is named the regent. "

There was no sound, and for a long time, Feng Qige bowed three times in the direction of the nine-color cloud sea, "The new emperor Feng Qige pays homage to the Nine Patriarchs, and may the Nine Patriarchs protect the demons and live forever."

"May the Nine Patriarchs protect the demons and live forever."

Ji Qi then knelt down, and tens of thousands of people worshiped in the Chonghua Hall, saying in unison, "May the Nine Patriarchs protect the demons and live forever."

"Nine-Colored Cloud Sea!"

The crowd looked up to the sky, and at Feng Qige's emperor conferring ceremony, the sea of ​​nine-color clouds appeared again. The sky was clear, and the sea of ​​nine-color clouds was incomparably spectacular—this was the intention of the Nine Patriarchs to recognize the edict and the new emperor.

Feng Qige was stunned, the Demon Ancestor actually recognized Ji Qi's identity as regent!

The nine-color cloud sea appeared in the world, and those who should have questioned whether the regent was real or not looked at each other, and no one dared to get up.

Unspeakable absurdity, Feng Qige looked at the sea of ​​nine-colored clouds—where is the blue bird at this time.

"Emperor Feng is recognized by the Demon Ancestor, I am gratified and congratulated," Ji Qi said.

Feng Qige turned around slowly, looked at him expressionlessly, Ji Qi took off the Crown Prince's crown, and put the crown on him solemnly.

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor."

Ji Qi bowed to her knees, but Feng Qige supported her arms. Emperor Feng's figure was half bent, blocking the sunlight from the sky. He looked into Ji Qi's eyes, "Prince Ji."

Emperor Feng said, "I dare not accept this worship from the Regent."

Feng Qige said in a low voice, "The regent has the power of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the three kings may not necessarily be your opponents even if they are alive, and they can't be provoked alone."

With cynicism, Ji Qi forced a smile, "Uncle, then be obedient and marry the princess, I can save the blue bird."

Emperor Feng got up, his expression was dark and inexplicable, after a long time, the sound of playing music sounded, singing and dancing entered the venue, the demon wedding was free and unrestrained, the bonfire was brightly lit, and the etiquette was simple. It is even more necessary to enter the arena, to show the powerful magic power with the phantom of the real body, and the strong are respected.

Li Min came to lead Fengdi with her slender hands full of jewelry, and everyone was waiting for the first dance between the devil emperor and queen.

This dance is like an invisible contract - the dancers who accompany each other will be bound together for life and life, and there will be only one pair for a lifetime.

Feng Qige brushed away Li Min's hand, turned and left this place.

Li Min's face was extremely ugly, Yazihou was so angry that he dared not speak.

In the bonfire, Xiong Chu was standing beside him all the time. He was tall and humble, standing there as plain as water, Li Min's beautiful face was almost distorted.

Xiong Chu only looked at Ji Qi wholeheartedly.

That look - in an instant, she finally understood what Xiong Chu meant by short sleeves.

It was the day of her wedding, and all eyes were on her. The Supreme Demon Empress was thrown aside by the uncertain Feng Emperor. No one was willing to dance with her for the first time, no one was willing to be with her for the rest of her life, the only two.

She was so beautiful that day, that lowly beast slave never even looked at her.

Li Min tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and the dignified and virtuous queen turned around calmly, ordering everyone to enjoy themselves freely, as if this could cover up the fact that the devil emperor and queen were only brought together by various interests.

She is a terrifying person, and Emperor Feng is also a terrifying person. Knowing that the demons have only one companion in their life, they would rather walk together for the sake of power and fame.

Li Min looked at Xiong Chu quietly, with bloodstains all over his palms, the drinking and talking in Fuliangfang, turning around to rescue him in the outskirts of Fengcheng, his heart was moved as if there was nothing in his heart—it was all over.

The author has something to say:

Every three days in December.

Today is December [-]rd. This decision is really painful. As a new author, I finally gained some popularity and readers. This decision is simply death.

Because at one point he wanted to give up everything and write novels seriously, Sanyuan slapped him naked in the face.

The postgraduate exam is on December 23. Although I have given up on this exam, in the last few days, I still want to fight for my future.

The worst possible thing is that I can’t pass the exam, and the readers are gone. The decision to die tonight is like a fire that burns everything to ashes. I originally wanted to give up writing in December and review with peace of mind. I admit that I am a little selfish, really Afraid to start all over again...

So I just squeeze in a little bit every day to maintain updates like an asthmatic patient...

Because I am also an official account author, there are too many manuscripts...

Throughout October and November, I was trying to find a balance between novels and studies. I found that I couldn’t do it. There is no way to switch freely between the two kinds of thinking.

Maybe I'm just giving myself excuses.

Anyway, I love you guys.

Weibo will be updated around ten o'clock today, okay?

Regular updates will resume on December 26.

I was very ambitious when I started writing this book, but later I found out that I overestimated myself too much. This is what I planned to do, and I will insist on finishing it.

The story of the little brother originated from a dream, and countless times of repeated memories expanded into a story. The subject matter is cold, the drama is serious, maybe you can see it, and it has a tendency to abuse the text. It is so cold that it has failed your expectations.

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