Golden Light Puppet Show·Yan Qiao·Guiyan

06

Qiao Tathagata has always had a good foundation, and she wakes up in the morning refreshed.Shangguan Hongxin checked his pulse and saw that there was no lesion left, so he was relieved to let him go to the shrine later.

The Shrine is located in the southwest of Dongshi City. The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and the number of scholars walking on the road has dropped sharply. Along Fangzhong Street to the main gate of the Nangong Temple, there is a constant flow of people, mostly women, children and teenagers.

Qiao Tathagata is wearing a white gauze monk robe and long hair shawl, which is actually quite eye-catching.If he didn't notice it, he concentrated on looking at the high brick red wall and the bright glazed tiles, thinking that this official office is really unique.The carvings and paintings under the eaves are bright and gorgeous, just like the blooming secular life. Thinking about the spirit of the phoenix that is fascinated by all, it should be so brilliant.

A female priest brought three or two teenagers to meet them, and saluted with their hands crossed.She is the age of her ancestors and has a kind face.

"Please meet the priest, about the anecdote about the old spirit son."

Send the young man to report back, enshrine and lead the way around the front hall, walk along the long corridor through the atrium at the junction of the North and South Palaces, and the scenery gradually changes.

The North Palace was quiet and deserted, and several young men and women walked together with books in their hands. When they saw the visitors, they stopped in their footsteps and saluted the priests in unison.The outside of the main hall is pure and solemn, and when their chats go away, there are only the sound of footsteps and the subtle rustle of leaves blown by the wind.

In the mountain pavilion in the Qushui Garden, a woman leans on a few hands and fiddles with the small stove, her long hair is loosely tied behind her back, her black and purple skirt is flowing, and her white jade-like side face reveals a bit of fatigue, not because of physical fatigue, but because of fatigue in the affairs of the world.She asked Qiao Tathagata to take a seat, and continued to concentrate on making tea. She completed two cups in a smooth manner, and pushed one cup to the front of the young man with lowered eyebrows and a calm expression.

Qiao Tathagata felt that the heat of the water mist floated to her face, which was transparent and dense.

"Practitioners from the Central Plains, what are you looking for when you come to the shrine?"

"Ce Tianfeng."

The Empress Huang smiled slightly, "Many years ago, when he returned from his travels, his body was mixed with the flow of magic power in you now. Zhigeliu, the secret art of the Momen of the Central Plains will devour people's lives. The only way to live longer is not to die." Use or pass on to others. Ce Tianfeng’s eyes are higher than the top, and you who have been recognized by him, do you really want to ask the Lingzi Ce Tianfeng?”

Concealing is useless, and Qiao Tathagata replied happily, "The first teacher hoped that I would end up with the evil god. I always want to know the past and judge for myself. Unfortunately, the information about the Son of God that I found along the way is true or false, which is confusing."

"Fierce God, Son of God... No one has mentioned these two titles for many years." Empress Huang took a sip of tea and added absent-mindedly, "Since Your Majesty banned "Strange Feather Kingdom."

"That's just a novel."

From the point of view of his subordinates, Yu Guozhi wrote more about Ce Tianfeng, who only addressed him as the Son of God or His Highness from the beginning to the end. A great battle came to an end, and the story ended inexplicably.

There is a reason for being banned, and Qiao Rulai's words were just mentioned casually.

"Actually, the vicious god is in Yu Kingdom." The astonishment in the young man's eyes pleased the Queen, "Why do you think he—they—disappeared without a sound back then?"

Qiao Tathagata recovered a little from the shock, and thought about it: "The son of God needs to be canonized by the shrine. I am afraid that the prince will be noticed before he officially shows up. The battle of Nixia should be aimed at him. Maybe Ce Tianfeng has taken action, maybe He lost his chance, anyway, before and after this war, he left his country and never returned. In the eyes of the world, the prince should have died a long time ago. The priest is so sure, could it be that he is in control?"

"interesting."

Empress Huang's expression couldn't tell whether it was indifferent or indifferent. Qiao Rulai thought of Mo Cangli, and when she thought about it, she was indeed somewhat similar. She didn't care in her bones, and no matter how gorgeous her dress was, she couldn't hide it.Maybe it's twilight, they have seen too much life and death, and they gradually lost their former selves every step of the way.

Empress Huang said: "Ce Tianfeng and I looked through the books in the private treasury when we were young, and found that even the sons of gods have different strengths that can be carried by each person, and some of them can be said to be very limited."

Qiao Tathagata listened silently.

"Whether strong or weak, the Son of God is eager for more power. Once the Phoenix Spirit listens, the Son of God unintentionally breaks the boundary. The stronger the ability, the closer it is to lose control. The fragile body of the human race cannot withstand the huge Phoenix Spirit. , They will absorb luck in the process of losing their human form, if there is no specific object, they will generally move the luck of the earth and the country."

Qiao Tathagata's complexion suddenly changed, "Is it difficult for the son of a god to become a fierce god? Escaping from the confinement of the human body means that they are completely swallowed up. Then the original master of Yu Kingdom..."

"Fighting the thousand-year-old demon, he deserves to die."

The tone lacked sincerity. To Qiao Tathagata's ears, it could be confirmed that it was the conclusion of the priest's lineage for thousands of years. "The priest didn't have to tell me these things."

"I just want to see how you will end up with the fierce god." Queen Huang smiled, her curiosity was straightforward and cruel, she just wanted to make an interesting observation, and didn't care about others.She attracted the first-time worshippers, and she rarely showed a hint of coquettishness, looking back at the high priest again, lazily said: "Go, I will keep everything about Ce Tianfeng properly, if you want to know anything, just ask her. "

Qiao Tathagata warmly thanked you.

Cetianfeng's former residence, a small path is opened out of white sand and gravel in the courtyard, and the small pool is diverted by bamboo tubes, repeated repeatedly, the rather lonely scene is lit by a glazed tree, taller than one person, with a series of crystal pendants hanging on it, It's not a formation, but a real red glazed tree.

That green figure is always sitting under the tree and slowly rubbing the blurred ancient mirror, not knowing what it was like when he was young.

The study room is simple and elegant, with well-arranged antique shelves. Qiao Tathagata rummaged through it for a while, and found a lot of bound letter collections. She carefully searched and picked out a few. The recipient should be the prince.In the broken pages of the Demon World, he taught harshly. From the chat of calligraphy to the invitation to spring outings, he is like a teacher or a friend.

He walked along the path that Master left, wanting to understand everything back then, the old Son of God no longer exists, Qiao Tathagata can only try to piece together his image.If the master wishes to be violently eliminated, there is no need to reveal his hesitation at all. He should hope that he can end this past that should have ended long ago in a different way.

As soon as Qiao Tathagata sank into the pages of the book, she didn't know the time. When she came back to her senses, an offering came to remind the outside to strike the gong. He took the token and walked back to Tonghuafang with the last gong sound. The attendant breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing that Shangguan Hongxin was busy in the study, Qiao Tathagata went back to her room with peace of mind, and was startled in a daze by someone sneaking into bed in the middle of the night.Gu Jiqiao Tathagata had just been ill, Shangguan Hongxin did not dare to act rashly, and complained vaguely that the room allocation was unnecessary, he just ignored it, reluctantly acquiesced, and the many people around him in the next few days made him sleepless at night.

Qiao Rulai wakes up early, sits by the window and recites scriptures every day, thinking about the stories told by the enshrinement, watching Shangguan Hongxin come back from practicing sword folding, bathing and changing into regular clothes, kneeling beside a few desks to write.One day, for some reason, Qiao Tathagata stared at him, and began to sigh for no reason, but Shangguan Hongxin questioned him softly: "Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, midnight comes and dawn goes - as I said, it's not very appropriate. "

Shangguan Hongxin might as well read poems like this, put down his pen and threw himself into his arms, raised his head and smiled and said, "If you haven't done anything yet, you should think of me as a spring dream. haunting you."

Qiao Rulai said: "I have already let you pester me."

He came back from the shrine to take a nap at night, and slept all night, he was woken up by hunger.

Shangguan Hongxin had dinner with him, and asked with a smile if he would go to Qujiang in the afternoon, he had promised earlier, and Qiao Tathagata agreed.

It is not appropriate to wear a monk's robe when going out. Qiao Tathagata changed into a plain robe and asked a maid to comb her hair.Shangguan Hongxin took the first step to press him in front of the mirror, and began to remove the braids by his ears.He took care of his long white hair, unexpectedly earnestly, combed it smoothly and re-braided it, and the thin calluses on his fingertips ran across his ears, which made Qiao Tathagata feel implicit dissatisfaction in his heart

The Mid-Autumn Festival is just over, and there are many people in Qujiangchi, and there are others sitting on a grasshopper boat to have fun.The dance and music being rehearsed by the Li Palace by the riverside spread faintly. Qiao Tathagata looked out from the black canopy, and there were many girls playing together in the nearby Jiangzhou, which can be seen from the openness of Yu national style.

Heavy clouds piled up, covering the sun, and fine raindrops fell into the pool, causing ripples.Qiao Rulai was afraid that Shangguan Hongxin would be depressed, but he was inexplicably excited. After holding back for a long time, he finally had the opportunity to use the small stove he had prepared to warm the wine.Qiao Rulai couldn't drink it and couldn't refuse it, her face flushed after a few sips.Shangguan Hongxin took care of the rest without changing his face, took out a piccolo, and played a melodious tune, which was exactly the tune from Li Palace.Qiao Tathagata didn't know the way, so she put it bluntly and said with a smile: "You are proficient in everything, where did you get this flute?" Shangguan Hongxin didn't answer, but only begged him to boast a few more words.

It was so bright and sunny when we went back, but it started to rain again after sunset, which is really strange.

Shangguan Hongxin asked people to open some windows, and sat on the side of the couch with Qiao Rulai and talked with each other.The candlelight shone faintly on the fair skin of the young man, spreading a thin layer of soft light, making him appear more docile and docile.One was concentrating on thinking about the chess game, the other was concentrating on watching him, Qiao Rulai lost interest in playing a game or two, Shangguan Hongxin took the initiative to put away the chessboard and chess cup.

Qiao Rulai stared at the drizzle outside the window, the air he inhaled cooled his lungs, he touched his arm, and suddenly said: "Both Moshi and Yuguo are in the north, so it should be very dry, but since I met you, it seems to rain often. I brought the cloud from the south?"

This trouble is serious but absurd, Shangguan Hongxin said with a smile: "Rain is also good, you know I can't stand the heat."

Qiao Tathagata sighed softly, Shangguan Hongxin put away his things, put his arms around him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Qiao Tathagata said: "I was thinking that the item sent for repair should be repaired."

Shangguan Hongxin rubbed his shoulder silently, and said softly: "You are leaving me."

"I'll be back to see you."

Shangguanhong was overwhelmed with confidence, and had bad thoughts, he smiled leisurely, and his voice became low, "Just look at me?"

Before Qiao Rulai had time to react, warm fingertips had already picked off the Buddhist beads wrapped around his wrist, and Shangguan Hongxin's lips pressed against it.

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After blowing the silk noodles, Shangguan Hongxin tremblingly poked the Tathagata.He was really sleepy, closed his eyes and shook his head, and impatiently gave up half of the bed, his temper was still the same in his sleep.

Shangguan Hongxin was as good as good, and the next day he served Qiao Tathagata diligently, brought new clothes to wear with him, carefully covered up a clear red spot on the side of his neck, and put on a brand new monk robe, which was the one he gave him. pieces.Tie the wide belt into a beautiful shape, Shangguan Hongxin smiled on Qiao Rulai's lap, his bright eyes were like the warm sun in the sun, without any dark color.

So obedient, it seems that he is not the lunatic who is tossing people around at night. Qiao Rulai thought about being angry and didn't want to talk, so she angrily braided his ears, and he thought it was funny, "Now I am like you."

Sprinkling sullen air on the cotton, it has no effect at all, Qiao Tathagata said in a muffled voice: "What about the painting you agreed to?"

After receiving the silk painting, Qiao Tathagata was surprised.The inscription was exceptionally correct, completely different from the usual Feiyang's handwriting, vaguely familiar, I forgot where I saw it, and just about to speak, was hugged by Shangguan Hongxin.He was almost incoherent, "If you don't like it, I will draw it again, don't be angry, don't ignore me..."

Qiao Tathagata put on airs, her face loosened a little, Shangguan Hongxin coaxed him for a long time, and he regained his easy-going good temper.The two were talking tenderly when the attendant came to report that His Majesty had sent someone to invite him.

Shangguan Hongxin frowned, Qiao Tathagata thought he was not happy, pushed his chest and said: "At least he is the master of Yu Kingdom."

Shangguan Hongxin snorted, the attendant understood and opened the paper door.

The green-robed inner prisoner entered to salute, and behind him several women holding lacquer dishes filed in.The black inner shirt, the red-trimmed outer robe, the smock and the exquisite hair crown all corresponded to the style of Yu Guo. Shangguan Hongxin let them comb the hair and complete the crown, buttoning up numerous buttons one by one.He straightened his sleeves and said coldly, "Go out, I have something to say to my husband."

The internal supervisor wanted to refute, but the attendant knew something was wrong with his eyes, and hurriedly pulled him away.

Qiao Rulai thought that he was impatient with the heavy burden on his body, and beckoned him over, not daring to ruffle his neatly combed long hair, pinching that face with the remaining temper, and persuading him: "Since it's a business matter, it's okay to bear it for a while." pass."

Shangguan Hongxin smiled, "Do you still have the strength to go to the shrine?"

Qiao Rulai is fine, the main reason is that she is so stimulated in her heart, it seems shameful to be told by him, she blushed and said, "Go."

"You go to listen to stories every day, is Yu Guozhi Yi true?"

Qiao Tathagata communicated with him before when he was puzzled. After reading and listening to the enshrinement for many days, I had a general consideration in my heart, and sighed: "More than 20 years ago, there should be a son of God in Yu Kingdom, who is considered to be the elder brother of today. , ranked ten. Ce Tianfeng was seven or eight years older than him, and had a good relationship since childhood. Later, he became a teacher, and he never publicized it to the outside world. Others thought that they had a close personal relationship—including the tenth prince’s twin sister, Jiu Gongzhu, who had a good relationship with Huanghou. , because I love Ce Tianfeng."

"Since the Son of God exists, why is it kept secret, and why is there no trace in Yu Country?"

"Before the domestic turmoil in Yu, the court had already experienced turmoil. The crown prince lost his virtue and was abolished. The three older princes had a lot of trouble with each other, and all of them lost their qualifications. The mother's family and wife's family were either abolished or cut. Prince, from now on, when the royal family sacrifices to heaven, when the priest invites the tenth prince and the eleventh prince to clean up, he should have noticed the difference between the tenth prince, so he asked the successor, Ce Tianfeng, to teach that the eleventh prince is a shield."

Shangguan Hongxin buried him on the side of his neck and said, "Is it all said by the priest?"

"Actually, I can't be sure that what she said is true, but it's just a rough guess based on the combination."

"do you have anything else?"

"I thought that the later period of Yu Country's rebellion was different from what was recorded in various notes."

Shangguan Hongxin looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Yuhuang is the eleventh prince. He was sent out many times as a recruiter in the early years, and once captured a rebel general. The last time he recruited back to the court, it happened to coincide with the invasion of the fierce Yuejiang Dynasty. The priest died of old age. Yuhuang was seriously ill and was bedridden. Grant him the edict to supervise the country. Ce Tianfeng left Yu Kingdom, the king's army and the rebels fought to the death in Nixia Valley, and Yu Kingdom was in turmoil. Queen Huang inherited the shrine and helped the eleven princes to negotiate peace with the demon world. It took a lot of time Calm the chaos."

Because it was a hypothesis, Qiao Ru spoke very slowly, with reservations in her words.

"Don't mention the fierce thunder and rain in the fierce Yue Dynasty, the movement of the rebels is very strange. The southwest of Yu Kingdom is stable and rich, the mountains on the east side are sparsely populated, and the tax revenue is far lower than that on the west side. There are few consecutive battles in the notes. Why do the rebels Abandon the west and go to the east? Combining the identity of the Son of God and Ce Tianfeng's letter, I speculate that the Tenth Prince should also serve as a recruiting envoy, and the effect is better. The son of God, who is known as the Renjun, disappeared in history because of the extensive conspiracy involving Ce Tianfeng and Yu Huang in the early years of his reign. No wonder Yu Guozhiyi was banned. Since Ce Tianfeng really exists, some people will naturally wonder about it Does the prince exist? 20 years is enough for people to forget the prince who died young, not to mention that his mother's family is not prominent and there are no prominent in-laws."

"It's really... a good story." Shangguan Hongxin's eyes dimmed, and he smiled softly, "Then, have you got the answer to why you came to Yu Country?"

Qiao Tathagata was noncommittal.

"Today's matter should be the last thing that requires me to come forward. When I'm done, I'll go to the shrine to find you."

Walking out of the room, he didn't have to face Qiao Tathagata, he let go of his peace, and his whole body exuded the coldness of a scabbard blade.

In the imperial city, it is not difficult to find a palace that is barren but not barren, simple but not simple, mediocre and few people come and go.Shangguan Hongxin walked quietly on the road. He had not experienced the tragedy of the three elder brothers fighting, but it was like stepping through a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Every step he took, he could smell the bloody blood that he had crossed in the past.

The palace servants knelt down to salute, Shangguan Hongxin didn't bother to take off his boots, and walked in. The old eunuch inside changed his expression, and immediately knelt down as soon as his legs softened, shivering and dared not say anything.

Shangguan Hongxin looked at him with a half-smile, "Hey, if you leave me, you will be prosperous."

The old inner eunuch lowered his head, just in time for the palace servant to support the Lord of Yu Kingdom and came out from behind.

The middle-aged man's face is gentle, his expression is flat, the corners of his eyes are slightly drooping, and his skin is blue. It's not because he was hollowed out by wine, but because he is sick and sick.Shangguan Hongxin's first thought was confusion—they were only half a year apart, and they learned to shoot together while riding a horse. How could he be so sick and weak at a young age?

These actually have nothing to do with him, Shangguan Hongxin opened his mouth to talk about the interests of the Shura Empire, and so on, Emperor Yu didn't say a word, and he didn't respond much to him.

The lengthy business has come to an end, and this place is just a meeting imposed by the priest's bad taste.

His youth will never pass away, just like 20 years ago, tall and thin, with bright eyebrows and eyes, but he is more lively than Zhili back then.The golden eyes are strange at first glance, and the expression is unexpectedly peaceful, which is the familiar gaze of the Emperor Yu.The translucent color was suddenly dyed with a deep killing intent, like a knife, it looked like a thousand-blade lingchi.

"You shouldn't have come back." Yuhuang said slowly.

"I'm just homesick."

"Brother Ten, this is no longer your Yu Kingdom."

Shangguan Hongxin said with a smile: "I thought the title of Yan King during the funeral was the limit of your reward, but I didn't expect to hear the tenth brother."

Yu Huang said: "I am sitting in this seat, I should be magnanimous."

Shangguan Hongxin laughed, "Son kills father, father kills son, the royal family has never stopped in ancient times. It was I who made great achievements in recruiting, and I didn't care about Ce Tianfeng's dissuasion, which aroused the suspicion of the late emperor. You used it at the right time, just right, amazing. Eleven Lang, tell Brother Ten, is it true that the late Emperor was sick in bed because of the invasion of the evil world? Did he really issue the edict to supervise the country?"

In fact, he didn't expect an answer. Whether he got a response or not, the truth has been crushed into the years, and the stubbornness in people's hearts is the truly recognized answer.

Yuhuang stared at the young man under the steps, this is his elder brother, staying at a half-baked 17 years old, now even his eldest son looks older than him in the world.

"Yes or no, no one cares anymore."

Yuhuang still answered, his eyes unconsciously carried the meaning of the elders, this attitude made Shangguan Hongxin suddenly irritable, and his words became hasty, "Actually, if you wanted me to commit suicide back then, I wouldn't necessarily not agree, But you shouldn't touch Jiuniang! Qinghong's only fault was that he and I were born twins, and because of the sextile, he was pushed to death by his friends and brothers."

Yuhuang showed hesitation for the first time, and said in a low voice: "That was an accident."

Shangguan Hongxin said coldly: "You did it on purpose, it was an accident that everyone died. Originally, it should be the tenth prince who was unwilling to do so, colluded with the demon world, appeared in the east to instruct the rebels to send troops to the capital, and died in Nixia Valley Under the elite iron cavalry in the royal city. Who would have thought that the fierce Yuejiang Dynasty would unexpectedly attack, and the three parties would confront each other. Jiu Niang had no choice but to order the king's army to fight in my name. I couldn't make it in time, and watched her being shot through by the heavy bow of the demon world, completely devoid of reason .”

Yu Huang coughed and said: "You lost control of your power and burned down the Nixia Valley, which really caused me a lot of trouble. If the rain had come earlier, I wouldn't have bothered to bury you, give you a title, and even the soldiers It took a long time to pay for pensions.”

Shangguan Hongxin smiled contemptuously.

Yu Huang said: "Brother Ten, you should return the Phoenix Spirit."

"The Phoenix Spirit will end on me."

Yu Huang said coldly: "Shangguan Hongxin, how dare you?"

"Even the Son of God can't see through the tricks of ghosts and monsters. I haven't had a Son of God for a hundred years, and the Shangguan clan's throne is still stable. I don't need the spirit of the phoenix for a long time."

"The god of birds is the root of the Shangguan clan."

"Wrong, the palace warlock is the one. The Queen of Phoenix will help you to ascend to the throne and share the country. She is the flower of Gaoling that you have admired since childhood. You are her benevolent monarch who is obedient and obedient. I didn't expect that you would even send your life to me." She—"Seeing that Emperor Yu didn't respond at all, Shangguan Hong felt impatient, and said casually: "I bear the name of a fierce god, so I naturally take it as what I should do."

"She said that she is looking forward to how the Central Plains practitioner will end up with you."

"I'm also looking forward to it." Shangguan Hongxin had already walked to the door, stopped, and said casually: "I said a lot today, are you going to kill me?"

The kneeling palace servants and eunuchs were pale, shaking like sieves on the ground.The young man who spoke was playing with a small boulder—only Yu Guoshu practitioners and the royal family knew how to use the broken cloud stone, and it could kill them in an instant.

The complexion of the Lord of Feather Kingdom turned gray.In the past, the tenth brother was so gentle that he was occasionally indecisive, but now he is really a completely different monster.Clearly understanding this, he waved his hand, "No need."

Shangguan Hongxin took a deep breath and went to the shrine.

He desperately wanted to hug Qiao Tathagata.

Living alone, he dragged him viciously into the world of mortals, and finally someone stayed by his side.Even if he was going to fetch Mokuang, swords would face each other in a short time, and he still wanted to hug him at this moment.

The enchanting magic pattern drawn on the half-faced beauty is as dangerous as the powerful magical power carried by Qiao Tathagata. Could that tear of blood be the sorrow after killing him?

He knows him far better than what Qiao Tathagata knows. At the beginning, he heard from Ce Jun that Ce Tianfeng had taken in a young apprentice. Later, he kept receiving news from the Central Plains. He lost his master, and he set off alone. Hurry up slowly, lost in the mountains.He was pushed off the wooden mandarin duck by the passer-by in the sea of ​​clouds, and landed in front of him in a state of embarrassment.

The paper umbrella that was rejected was actually on his mind. He was indeed too much, but he unconsciously fell into it as early as when he met the worried Wenxiu face.

The priest claims to serve Lingzi to grow up, and the Queen Huang does depend on her. Qiao Tathagata likes to listen to ancient stories, no matter the truth or falsehood, they are always old stories.

She said that Ce Tianfeng was proud of his talents when he was young, and he changed after a year of traveling at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and he started to learn swords since then.

She said that Princess Ninth fell in love with Feng Tianfeng, Empress Huang urged her to help, His Highness Tenth was obediently obedient in front of the teacher, otherwise life would be miserable haha.

She said that His Highness the Tenth Highness is good at painting, one painting is hard to find, he is a national player in chess, plays the flute gracefully, and has a gentle and handsome life. Every girl in Beijing envies that only the Ninth Princess can get along with him all the time.

She said that the two Lingzi and brother and sister are the best friends, and the glazed tree in the courtyard is the congratulatory gift from the three of them for Ce Tianfeng's double tenth birthday.

The enshrined thought that Ce Tianfeng abandoned his duties when he was in danger, and said that Queen Huang had suffered a lot in supporting the shrine, and sighed, "The situation was tight back then, and the first emperor's longevity was not wasted. Di, but what happened in the spring, who would have thought that people would disappear in August? I’m afraid it’s also sad for His Majesty to give you the title of Nishang instead of the princess of the country?”

Qiao Rulai thought of the small portrait of the same girl in Moshi's study.

Born noble, familiar with Yu Kingdom, good at latitude and longitude, elegant and good at Danqing, melodious to the ear, and the surname of the country is Shangguan...

Qiao Rulai felt chills all over his body, and it was the first time he realized how big a mistake he had made—or maybe he deliberately turned a blind eye?

He trembled and said: "Dare to ask the title and name of the two Highnesses?"

The expression on the priest's face seemed to be lamenting that he finally asked this question, and he was very kind, "At the time of the burial, His Majesty named Princess Ninth Princess Nishang, and His Royal Highness the King of Wild Goose, named Taboo Hongxin."

Qiao Tathagata staggered up holding on to the Buddha beads, feeling cold sweat on her forehead for a moment, she was at a loss for what to do.

"The fierce god is in Yu Country."

He was in Yu Kingdom, and Shangguan Hongxin was with him.No wonder the Empress Huang expected him to end his relationship with the fierce god and keep the offering by his side. For her, this was probably the most interesting drama.

Qiao Rulai didn't know how he got to the front hall.The deep brocade clothes came into view, and the young man stood out of place among the worshiping women and children. He looked up at the luxurious golden statue of the flying phoenix, and his face was unconsciously cold when he was silent.

With a snap of the fingers, Qiao Tathagata thought a lot, Shangguan Hongxin had noticed him, walked over and said with a smile: "Let's go back to the Demon World, shall we? I didn't tell you before, but I stole Mr. Ce's wooden mandarin duck."

"...Okay, let's go back."

Qiao Rulai heard her own voice trembling.

Going out of the city by car, there were fewer and fewer people, Shangguan Hongxin jumped out of the car, ran a few steps, and suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Yun!"

The huge wooden mandarin duck descended in a circle, and Shangguan Hongxin grabbed Qiao Tathagata and jumped onto it.

Qiao Rulai faced the wind in a daze, trying to hide his discomfort. Shangguan Hongxin might have regarded him as fear and slowed down his forward speed.He straightened up, walked to Mu Yuan's neck in front of him, and pointed to the bottom to talk about the mountains and rivers of Yu Kingdom.

The sun shines bright red through the raised hair, and he is in danger, as if he is about to ride the wind and go west.

Qiao Tathagata was inexplicably flustered, and tremblingly moved closer, but still didn't dare to look down, and said loudly, "Come down a bit."

"I do not want."

His golden eyes were as bright as torches, he tilted his head and smiled, then suddenly leaned back.Qiao Rulai's mind went blank for a moment, and she grabbed a piece of black clothes in a blink of an eye, and jumped down together without thinking about anything.Then his field of vision was filled with bright flames, and the white clouds spread out a large swath of dazzling light, but the gorgeous light had no temperature, and when it touched the skin, it hurt like a tear in the heart.

Eternal transformation cannot become a fairy, it is the color of the Son of God who burns life.

Shangguan Hongxin hugged him with a smile, Qiao Rulai felt a pain in the back of his neck, and his consciousness became blurred.

The huge wings on the back shone magnificently, and the scattered debris looked like sparks. Shangguan Hongxin stretched out his hand, his five fingers twitching, which vaguely dispelled the shape, intending to spread to the bony wrist bones, winding upwards.

The wind blew up the black robe, passing through the clouds, it looked like gray, like the embers left after burning, all the brilliance turned into dust, and the ashes were wiped out as soon as it was blown.

The thought turned, and the dazzling white light of the formation flashed behind it, cutting through the distant space.He fell into the formation, his fall was sudden and gentle, and he landed lightly with Qiao Tathagata in his arms.

In the empty school grounds, the young man in white clothes led by Bao Yibo was quiet and independent, his scrutiny eyes lifted from the feather fan he was playing with.

"Goose King."

Covering his face with a feather fan, his long and narrow dark pupils seemed to be bent, and the passer-by in the sea of ​​clouds was obviously smiling. Jiufen's teasing couldn't hide the bloody coldness, and perhaps he never thought of covering it up.

"Don't let me down, fighting is too tiring, I want to be gentle for a long time."