The wind of the thunderbolt

300 years back in time

The Four Chess Worlds is the collective name of the four countries, and the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison is one of them.Next to it are Killing Broken Island, Going to Heaven, Tower of Mercy and so on.

As the lowest level of the country, the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison can only accept a few resources left by the upper class. When plundering has become a habit, the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison no longer has goodness.

The people, including Han Yancui, have always believed that...

The leadership system of Huo Zhai Buddha Prison has not changed since its inception.

'Wang, Duke, and Marquis' are the three leaders of Buddha Prison. As long as two parties agree to a decision, even if the other party is the king, they cannot object.

Under the three leaders are the left and right protectors, one in the open and the other in the dark.Specialized in intelligence and assassination.

Under the left and right guardians are Sangong's direct troops.

Of course...there is also the cruel secondary body system!

But there is one department that exists beyond this system, and that is—Private Envoy!The citizens of the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison are no strangers to this word, but they are like seeing flowers through fog.It is a mysterious department, and it is also the candidate base for the leader of the Buddha Prison. Whenever the leader of the Buddha Prison changes or falls due to an accident, a successor will be determined from this department.But all the identities of the privy envoys are kept secret until they become the victors.This is an absolutely elite division.Because—the winner is the king, and the loser will be the king!

Han Yancui used to be a member of this department. No one knows how much blood she has tainted to get to the position of the right guardian of the Buddha Prison. Pay, wipe out!

When Concubine Ming left, she shed tears on the branches and flowers, the wind and cold smoke blew up, and whose house did she drift to? 'This is not just a poem, it is about the four most powerful people in Huozhai Buddha Prison at that time, Xieyu Mingfei, Nianhuagongzi, Hanyancui, and Jialing. (Author: Oh~Please forgive me for changing "The Song of Concubine Ming Again", Zhaojun, you will not blame me~)

When Taixigong was not Taixigong, Han Yancui had seen the iron-blooded wrist of this coquettish woman. At that time, she was just a powerful woman called Xieyu Mingfei. The face that all the men in the prison are willing to work for.

Of course, there is only one exception, except for men who have their own hearts and minds. It is said that he is addicted to flowers, acts ruthlessly, and always deceives the world with a gentle and harmless mask. Some people say that he looks like The word Pan An does not apply to him, because Pan An will die of shame if he sees this man again, and all the women who have seen him are devoted to him.

When Han Yancui heard Xiang Ling talk about these world experiences, she just smiled and did not answer.And her childhood playmate was also helplessly watching the fight between the two women.No one would have guessed that this soft-faced man turned out to be the famous Jia Ling in the poem.

Han Yancui occasionally remembered, and was curious about, that with Jialing's talent, joining the privy envoy to compete for the position of the third prince has a certain chance of winning, but he just smiled faintly, saying that he doesn't like the bloody intrigue, and just wants to do it. An executor who doesn't need to think is fine.

It wasn't until a long, long time later, when Han Yancui had become someone else's wife, that she realized that it turned out that he would never grab anything from her, just because she had surpassed everything in his heart!This gentle and jade-like man kept everything in his heart, and stood beside her in that eternally fixed position, not even a single step closer, but never took half a step away.Just like his bestowal - Guardian.

"My daughter." On the tower of Jumang City, facing the bitter evening wind, the Lord Cursed looked at the barren land of the Buddha Prison, and did not turn his head to look at Hanyancui who was kneeling behind him.

"I've seen the king." Han Yancui couldn't remember when he stopped calling his father, maybe it was the day when his mother was lost.Han Yancui told herself that she must spend her whole life remembering her hatred for him, but looking at his thin body, Han Yancui was unwilling to explain the reason for the sourness in her heart.

Curse World Master turned around, walked past Han Yancui, looked straight ahead, and didn't look at Han Yancui who was kneeling on the ground. "The day after tomorrow is the day to decide the final candidate, and I will wait for you alone on the throne!"

Han Yancui knew what this man meant, and he always expressed his thoughts in the shortest words. Below the throne in Jumang City was the vacant throne of "Gong" and "Hou". One of the leaders, Han Yancui raised the corners of her lips, whatever!Let those who deny all my sacrifices with 'The King's Daughter' see my strength.

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