The things that other people thought of, the eldest princess, who was originally uneasy, can naturally think of it. She raised her head to meet Konghou's gaze, with a bit of compromise in her panicked eyes.
Under the eyes of everyone, she stood up and said, "Fairy Lao is thinking of you, everything is fine."
"That's good." Konghou saw the gloomy expression on the face of the eldest princess, and sighed, "Back then, the eldest princess wanted to hear me play a Konghou song, but it couldn't be done by coincidence. When we meet again today, let me put it together. Let’s make up for this Konghou song.”
Hearing this, the eldest princess looked even more uneasy. She forced Ji Konghou to play music in front of everyone, which is something everyone wants to forget now, but they forget that they can pretend to be stupid and don't know about many things, but the parties are not necessarily willing to cooperate.
"No, no need..."
"You're welcome, eldest princess." Konghou pulled out the phoenix-headed hairpin, and the hairpin turned into a huge phoenix-headed Konghou. Under everyone's astonished and worried eyes, Konghou gently waved the strings: "And with this song, I wish the world Ten thousand people live and work in peace and contentment.”
Emperor Jinghong felt a little uneasy in his heart. He subconsciously turned his head to look at the queen beside him. Emperor Jinghong was stunned, and suddenly remembered many years ago, when he was not an emperor at that time. Whenever he was restless in his heart, he would always find her comforting smile when he looked at his wife.
When he became an emperor, he rarely asked the queen for help in front of outsiders. Looking at the profile of the queen, who was no longer young, Emperor Jinghong was a little dazed. It seemed that he hadn't been alone with the queen for a long time.
The simple hand plucked the strings, the konghou sounded, and the faint music sounded like a monster that could charm the mind, arousing the most real emotions in people's hearts.
The expressionless queen, the remorseful emperor, the civil and military officials with different expressions, and the eldest princess who cried "Yanxing" with tears in her eyes. A konghou song evokes countless joys and sorrows in the world.
The Yanxing in the mouth of the eldest princess is her former husband, a genius known to the world. The eldest princess and the talented man Yanxing were in love with each other, and the piano and the melody were in harmony. Later, the talented man Yanxing was framed by a traitor and died in the Dali Temple. The eldest princess was devastated and hated Emperor Ji Fei to the core, and even hated Konghou, a five- or six-year-old princess who had fallen to the ground.
The beloved man died at the hands of the faint-hearted emperor's confidant minister. Although the eldest princess was still a bright and attractive woman on the surface, she was already crazy on the inside. She hated the incompetent emperor, hated those traitors who were jealous of the virtuous, and hated everyone in the Ji family.
What I hate most is the separation of life and death from Yanxing and never see each other again. After Yan Xing's death, she did a lot for her brother. After overthrowing Emperor Ji, she became a noble eldest princess, laughing and scolding to maintain the royal majesty, and Yan Xing never shed a single tear.
Yanxing has been dead for thirteen years. The pomegranate tree she planted for him has already bloomed and fruited, but she can't wait for the person who eats pomegranates with her.
Arrogant, strong and indifferent, all emotions are vanished under this song. The music is the door to the dam, and the emotions accumulated for many years can no longer be contained.
Kong Hou looked at the eldest princess, who was crying bitterly, and sighed.
When I was young, I only felt that the eldest princess was aggressive and extremely unfriendly to her. Now jumping out of that grudge, and looking at the grudge between the eldest princess and the Ji family dynasty, Konghou only sighed.
She was ignored by her biological father, and as a princess, she rarely saw her father.
The eldest princess was originally a woman with a heart of Huizhilan, but everything was destroyed by the traitor of the previous dynasty.
The two of them, one is the princess from the previous dynasty and the other is the eldest princess from the current dynasty, are actually the victims of this catastrophe.
After the music sounded, the queen was lost for a moment, but she was not completely lost in her emotions. She looked at the emperor who seemed to be sad and happy, turned her head away, stood up, and walked towards Konghou.
When she was about to approach behind Konghou, the immortal in white, who was standing beside him, was as cold as a sculpture and turned to look at her with an emotionless scrutiny in his dark pupils.
The queen stopped and blessed the fairy in white.
She had never seen a man with such a striking appearance, and even Young Master Yanxing, who was famous in the capital, was far inferior to this immortal.
The music stopped suddenly, Konghou got up and walked to the eldest princess who was almost fainted from crying, and stretched out his hand to lightly touch the eldest princess on the forehead. The eldest princess gradually stopped crying, she raised her head to look at Konghou, her face was full of tears, very embarrassed.
Putting a handkerchief in the hands of the eldest princess, Konghou did not persuade her, but just smiled at her and stood up to look at the ministers.
Some sadness, hidden in the heart for a long time, will become a pain engraved on the apex of the heart, which cannot be relieved until death.
Crying is sometimes not weakness, but an emotional outlet.
Holding the soft handkerchief in her hand, the eldest princess gradually came back to her senses. She wiped her face, which was full of wet tears. She wiped her face with the handkerchief, and she came back to her senses in a trance. This handkerchief ... Ji Konghou gave it to her
She looked around, and almost everyone had not recovered from the music, and could not notice her gaffe. Biting the corner of her lip, she stood up in a complicated mood: "Thank you Fairy Konghou."
"Do you feel a lot better now?" Kong Hou looked at her with a smile, "Remember to take a good rest and relax your heart, otherwise it will not be good for your body."
The eldest princess smiled bitterly: "My lover is gone, what does it matter if I cry or be sad?"
She promised Yan Xing that she would live a good life, and she would never lose her trust in him. I don't know if he will appear in Naihe Qiaotou decades later
As the princess of the previous dynasty, Konghou had no position to persuade her any further, she just tapped on the head of the eldest princess: "In that case, please take care of the eldest princess."
"Thank you." The eldest princess' voice was low, but it was enough for the monk to hear clearly.
"Fairy Konghou, can you let me see him again?" The eldest princess immediately changed her words, "That's it, it's better not to see him again. He's still a gentleman, but I've become a wrinkle and crawled into the corner of my eye. It is better not to see the woman we meet.”
Life and death, old and young, are the most ruthless blows in emotions, and no matter how beautiful love is, in front of them, they can only do nothing.
Konghou didn't understand love, but in the eldest princess, she saw pain and reluctance, such a persistent love that even death could not give up. Does love have such a powerful force
"Fairy." The queen looked at the officials who lost their minds in the hall and walked to Konghou: "I don't know how to wake them up?"
Konghou shook his head: "Those who have nothing to worry about will wake up soon. As for..." She suddenly paused, and the Shuishuang sword cut through the sky and flew straight towards an official sitting in the corner.
She didn't expect that Konghou would suddenly have an emotional outburst. She was stunned for a moment, and a ridiculous and terrifying thought emerged in her heart. If Ji Konghou came to the mortal world and didn't want to leave, then the whole world would be in her pocket.
Immortals are different. The things that these mortals are helpless, may be trivial things in the eyes of immortals, and they are really not worth mentioning.
"As for the evildoer, he should bow down in front of the way of heaven."
After realizing that he was being hunted down, the official sitting in the corner suddenly gave a strange cry and stepped back again and again.
But Konghou obviously didn't intend to let him go so easily, the magic weapon in his hand was brilliant, "I found it."
Only then did the queen realize that there were people with unknown identities and unknown purposes among them.
The captured official struggled on the ground, and seeing Konghou's expressionless face, he pleaded, "Please forgive the immortal, Xiao Zhi is wrong."
"Immortal?" Konghou raised his eyebrows, "How do you know my identity?"
"I... I saw the heroic appearance of the fairy from a distance in the morning, so I have a little understanding of the identity of the fairy."
"Really?" Konghou looked at the official who was kneeling on the ground and couldn't move, and said in a strange tone, "I thought you were a subordinate sent by the evil cultivator. Even the current outbreak has nothing to do with you."
"No." The official said quickly, "The epidemic is highly contagious, how dare the younger ones approach?"
"Little ones, who are you referring to?" Konghou pointed to heaven and earth, "I also ask fellow Daoists to clarify."
Hearing the word "daoist friend", the arrested official froze all over, and then returned to his normal state: "I can't understand the immortal's words."
Kong Hou sneered and pointed his sword at the tip of the man's nose: "As a monk, you should stay away from the red dust and not let yourself get too much red dust. As a monk, you disguised yourself as an ordinary person, hiding among the civil and military officials, with a suffocating aura. , it must be inseparable from the epidemic.”
The moment she set foot on the altar, she found that there was a strong sense of evil and resentment in the southeast, and after hearing from the prince that the most important places for the epidemic were also these areas, Konghou knew it.
The evil cultivator is daring, sacrificing the lives of living people, and borrowing the lives of ordinary people in the mortal world to see some kind of absurd ambition. The management of Lingyoujie is strict, and the major sects will protect the people under their names, so it is difficult for evil cultivators to find such a large crowd to offer sacrifices.
In order to avoid the cultivators of the famous and upright sect, the Mortal World has become the best choice. Although the spiritual energy is thin and there are no spiritual flowers and grasses, there are many people, and there are no righteous cultivators to intervene.
Weak human beings are like leeks to be cut, crop after crop, with these dead resentful spirits, the magic weapon that is enough to change the color of the weather is about to be awakened.
Konghou guessed that because the evil cultivators looked down on human beings and liked to see their miserable state, they would arrange for their subordinates to be potential human beings, and then proudly watch how people went from worry to despair.
This kind of mentality of the evil cultivator who likes to appreciate the bad luck of others can be understood by abnormal people.
She came to the main hall calmly, and when everyone heard the music, she was in a trance, and it was the easiest way to control this evil cultivator.
Losing the disguise of an ordinary person's skin, this evil cultivator looks black and dry, like a mummified corpse crawling out of a cemetery, both evil and terrifying.
The queen's face turned pale: "Fairy Konghou, do you mean that the epidemic that caused countless deaths this time is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster?"
The lives and deaths of so many people and the destruction of countless families are due to these unidentified people...
Is this the devil? immortal? Or a monster
"Perhaps." Konghou looked at Xie Xiu's body with a suffocating aura similar to that of the southeast, and stepped on Xie Xiu's foot on the ground, "What is the method of breaking this spirit sacrifice formation?"