Daxia Palace, Weiyang Palace, Qing Ning came, and looked at the decorations and scenes in the palace as before, tears could not help but fill my eyes.
Before you know it, thirty years have passed, and the scenery of Weiyang Palace has not changed much, and it has remained the same for thirty years.
"Blue Girl"
A palace maid and a little eunuch stepped forward and saluted respectfully.
"Don't be too polite, just keep doing things."
Lime came back to her senses and said.
"Yes"
The palace maids and the little eunuchs took orders and stepped down to continue their work.
Qing Ning walked to the eldest grandson's palace, opened the door, and a familiar scene came into her eyes, which never changed, but it was different.
In the bedroom, a fist-sized night pearl exudes a soft brilliance. The gift from Zhiming on the birthday of the eldest grandson still remains in its original position to this day.
Vaguely at the goal, the heart valve clapped, and the tears in Lime's eyes were hard to contain, drop by drop, wetting the cold clothes.
Half an hour later, the door of the bedroom opened, Li Ning walked out, and walked towards the Tianyu Hall.
The Hall of Heavenly Mandate, the sanctuary symbolizing the highest imperial power of the Great Xia Dynasty, the Great Xia Emperor sits high on the dragon chair.
Before the dragon chair, the table was filled with memorials sent by officials at all levels in Daxia. Today, when Daxia is getting stronger and stronger, there are also more and more people with hidden evil intentions.
In every era, absolute peace is impossible. No matter the prosperous times or the raging wars, as long as there are people, there will be darkness.
On the dragon chair, Xia Chi frowned from time to time, took notes one by one, and carefully reviewed each memorial.
Below, Lime came over, looked at the young emperor on the dragon chair, waited quietly, and didn't make a sound.
In the darkness, one after another, the Dark Dragon Guards saw the coming and disappeared again.
In the quiet hall, you could hear the needle falling, Xia Chi's body suddenly shook, and he looked up at His Highness's woman with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"Aunt Qing, why are you here?"
Xia Chi hurriedly put down the memorial and ink pen in his hand, got off the dragon chair, and said.
"I have something to explain to you," Lime said with a gentle smile on her face.
"Aunt Qing, please tell me, Chi'er will do it," Xia Chi replied sternly.
"Prepare for your master's marriage with your ninth aunt," Lime said.
When Xia Chi heard the words, his expression was shocked, and his face was full of disbelief.
"No doubt, this is true, your master came back this time for this matter," Qing Ning said calmly.
Xia Chi suppressed the waves in his heart and nodded with difficulty, which was really shocking.
"Beimeng and Manchao, do you need to let me know?"
Xia Chi thought for a while, and asked with some uncertainty.
Lime nodded and said, "Send someone to send the invitation."
"Aunt Qing, why did Master and Ninth Aunt change their minds? Didn't both Master and Ninth Aunt reject this marriage?" Xia Chi finally couldn't help the doubts in his heart and asked.
"Time is running out, neither your master nor Xinyu want to leave any regrets"
Lime sighed softly and said.
Three days later, in the Royal Court of Northern Mongolia, in the imperial palace, an invitation from Daxia arrived and was presented to the palace.
Mingyue saw the invitation, and a look of shock flashed across her delicate little face, which was equally unbelievable.
"amethyst"
Mingyue handed the invitation to the people around her, and said with a complicated expression, "He's getting married"
Amethyst took the invitation, glanced at it, and said softly, "Your Majesty, are you going?"
"Um"
Mingyue nodded and said, "Get ready, the wedding is scheduled for January, and we will set off as soon as possible."
"Your Majesty, no"
A young figure walked into the hall and stopped the road.
"Linghou, there is no summons to enter the hall without permission, do you take me too seriously?" On the dragon chair, Mingyue said lightly.
"I don't dare, but how can your Majesty go to such a dangerous place as the Great Xia Imperial City in person?" Ling Xiao said on his knees.
"Oh?"
Mingyue narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "It seems that Linghou already knows what happened. Unexpectedly, Linghou's news is one step faster than me."
"The duty is, it's just that I haven't had time to report it yet," Ling Xiao said sternly.
"Does Linghou think that Daxia's Zhiminghou will be detrimental to me?" Mingyue's tone became colder.
Ling Xiao's heart sank, his head lowered immediately, and said, "Don't dare"
It is well known in the world that their Majesty has a close relationship with the Marquis Zhiming of Daxia, and can even be said to be half a teacher and half a friend.
In the past 30 years, the reason why Beimeng and Daxia have been able to live in peace with each other is the real reason.
Mingyue looked at His Highness's kneeling figure, and after a long time, calmly said, "This trip to Daxia will be arranged by you. I don't want to see the slightest mistake, understand?"
"Yes"
Ling Xiao bowed his head and responded.
"Go down," Mingyue waved and said.
"The minister retire"
Ling Xiao took the lead, got up and retreated.
"Why did your majesty ask Linghou to arrange this matter, aren't you worried that he has a disagreement?" Ziling worried.
"He doesn't have the guts yet"
A sneer flashed across Mingyue's face, and said, "The talents of the top ten aristocratic families wither, and the Ling family grows. However, as long as there are people who can check and balance the Ling family, there will be no worries."
"Your Majesty is talking about the queen?" Zi Ling thought for a while and asked.
Mingyue nodded and said, "You should be clear about her identity, and adding another Wang family is enough to contain the Ling family. I think the Wang family also knows the value of their existence. They have always clearly expressed their position and do everything with the Ling family. right"
"Then this time," Zi Ling said worriedly.
"The queen is the Empress of Northern Mongolia, so she will naturally go, let her prepare," Mingyue said calmly.
Zi Ling nodded, the worry in her eyes was still difficult to suppress. The grievances between the queen and the Marquis could be explained in a few words. I hope there will be no trouble this time.
At the same time, the invitation from Daxia was sent to the palace of the Man Dynasty. Brother Aman, the current king of the Man Dynasty saw the content of the invitation, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.
After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't dare to make his own decisions. Man Qiu looked at the attendant beside him and said solemnly, "Send this post to the palace of King Taishang immediately."
"Yes"
Wang Shi took the order, took the invitation, and walked out of the hall quickly.
A quarter of an hour later, in the Taishang Palace, a loud bang sounded, and an uncontrollable murderous aura swept through the palace, destroying all the furnishings in the palace.
The next moment, a majestic and domineering figure walked out, his face full of anger, it was the previous barbarian king who had stepped down from the throne.
Stepping out one step, the figure of the barbarian king disappeared, and he quickly swept toward the north.
The quiet night was slightly cold, and Ning Chen, who knew the life of the Marquis Mansion, was standing in the courtyard in plain clothes, and his eyes looked south. According to the time, that person should have arrived.
His thoughts were falling, and in the imperial city, a powerful coercion came, and the domineering and unusual aura was many times stronger than it was thirty years ago.
"Great Perfection"
Ning Chen whispered softly, worthy of being a person who could be called a double pride with his predecessors back then, this barbarian king, or the supreme barbarian king, is likely to be the first person in Shenzhou to break through to step on immortals in the future.
When the barbarian king arrived, the crowds were shocked, and the figures looked in the direction of the Marquis of Zhiming, and the shock could not be concealed.
In the Weiyang Palace, Qing Ning walked out and looked into the distance, her eyes flashing.
She couldn't intervene in this matter, so Ning Chen could solve it by himself.
From the imperial city, a Marquis of Wu walked out and frowned slightly as he looked at the powerful figure swept in the direction of the Marquis of Zhiming.
The previous barbarian king's move really did not take Da Xia's face seriously.
"It's not something I can get involved in, so leave it to that lord."
Not far away, a Marquis Wu who was staying in the imperial city walked out, looked ahead, and said calmly.
Knowing the life of the Houfu, the backyard, the barbarian king arrived, without saying a word, without asking a question, raising his hand is a move to kill with anger.
Ning Chen turned his body slightly to his side, avoiding the ultimate move, and immediately grabbed it with his left hand. From the study, a red-colored sword flew out.
With the sword in his hand, the palm of his hand and the sword together, with a loud sound, the sharp light overflows.
The aftermath shook, and in the backyard of the Hou residence, Huang Quan lifted the ban, blocked the overflowing aftermath, and imprisoned the power of destruction within ten feet.
"Barbarian King, force cannot solve the problem, how about sitting down and talking?"
After confronting several tricks, Ning Chen, whose body was completely destroyed, and his foundation was completely lost, mainly defended and did not want to fight head-on.
"What is there to talk about for an ungrateful person like you!"
The anger in the barbarian king's heart could not be suppressed, and he turned his palms into fists.
The rumblings shook violently, and within ten feet, the sky turned upside down, and the dust waves rolled over, obscuring the battle situation.
There was no way to avoid it, Ning Chen sighed in his heart, his eyes gradually firmed up, no longer evading, and calmly said, "Offended"
With a sound of offending, Ning Chen's sword stance changed, he stepped, swept his body, and turned from defense to attack.
Under the cold light of the night, the swordsmanship is amazing, even if the foundation blessing is missing, it is still unparalleled and unparalleled in the world.
Wan Jun's divine power, the sword of the peak, clashed under the night, shaking one after another, all of them were imprisoned in Huangquan, and there was no news.
A ten-zhang square is the clear boundary between hell and the human world. Within ten feet, the earth is destroyed and the sky is destroyed. Beyond ten feet, there is peace and quiet.
"Fulong Zhentianque"
After several battles, the barbarian king's heart was full of anger, he waved his left arm, and his divine power increased.
The fierce moves are amazing, the power is unparalleled, Ning Chen stepped on odd steps, the figure was like an illusion, avoiding its edge, the sword light swept out.
There was a sudden shock, the aftermath spread, Huang Quan was forbidden to shake, and after a short while, he calmed down.
In the sand waves, Su Yi's figure passed by, and the sword's edge broke through the waves.
boom!
The iron fist blocked the sharp sword, and a drop of vermilion fell, and immediately the force was shaken out, knocking the former back.
"Your physical strength has actually subsided to such a point"
The barbarian king's eyes flashed with surprise, and after a short while, he was once again suppressed by the full of anger, recruiting Wan Jun, and he was about to seek justice for Aman.
Ning Chen took a few steps back, stabilized his body, and calmly looked at the killing move with his calm eyes.
Behind him was Huang Quan's divine ban, and there was no way to retreat. In a split second, Su Yi's figure avoided the vital part and punched hard. The sword edge in his hand swept forward at the same time, and pointed at the throat with a sword.
With a loud bang, his fists penetrated his body, bringing out a waterfall of dreary blood flowers, Su Yi leaned against the divine ban, and did not retreat a step.
"Senior Barbarian King, can we talk about it now?" Ning Chen endured the injury in his chest and slowly opened his mouth.