I don't know if it's a psychological effect or what.
As soon as Ye Yuan entered the city, he always felt that under the prosperity of Luoyang, there was a strong sadness concealed.
Shaking his head vigorously, he drove this unfounded thought out of his mind.
Just as Ye Yuan entered the city, in a dark corner outside the palace, two men in black were having a secret conversation.
One of the men in black said calmly.
"Di Renjie is coming back!"
His tone was calm, as if this was just a very ordinary message.
But the other man in black was angry, stared at him, and asked coldly.
"Why didn't you kill him?"
"Why kill him?"
"With him here, we will be exposed at any time. Why don't you bury him in Chang'an City too?"
"Opportunities are rare and cannot be wasted just because he is alone!"
"Huh, that's best."
The second man in black started to fight, but he couldn't do anything to him and left the secret room angrily.
Only a thin figure was left in the darkness. She suddenly turned around, faced the wall and muttered to herself.
“I hunted geese all day long, but got pecked in the eye by the geese!”
Behind the wall, another female voice echoed.
"Yes, the estimate was wrong."
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Princess Taiping Mansion.
Yes, there is also a princess mansion in Luoyang, and the layout is almost the same as the one in Chang'an.
In fact, this is a very normal thing.
Every big boss knows the disadvantages of Chang'an City.
As early as Li Zhi's reign, the emperor and the empress had already begun to move the capital.
Naturally, these people in the court have already started to make arrangements, and many land deeds in Luoyang have been secured by various forces.
Not to mention a small princess mansion, there are even mansions of princes and nobles in Luoyang.
It is a pity that almost all major mansions today have no owners. They all unfortunately died in the big explosion.
Wu Zetian took the opportunity to take all these belongings away, barely regaining a sip of blood and extending his life.
After Ye Yuan came to Luoyang this time, he did not continue to wander around, but followed Di Renjie to the palace to pay an audience.
In fact, if he hadn't sensed that Wu Ling'er was now living in the palace, he wouldn't have come.
After all, he hasn't found a new home yet, so he can't sleep on the street at night.
As for sleeping in inns, I’m not used to it and it’s not convenient.
As soon as he entered the main hall, Ye Yuan saw Wu Zetian on the dragon throne. This young and beautiful woman who used to be high-spirited and energetic in the past looked very bad at this time.
Although her face was covered with thick makeup, her original skin color could not be seen clearly, and her hair was all black, but... the color was a bit unnatural.
"Asian magic?"
Ye Yuan was almost certain that Wu Zetian was really old.
However, these are not important.
Turning his eyes, Ye Yuan saw Wu Ling'er sitting next to the dragon chair, writing furiously.
But even though she was busy, she still raised her head and exchanged glances with Ye Yuan.
Regarding this "eyebrow flirting", Wu Zetian was aloof and naturally noticed it.
She said with a forced smile.
"You two little guys, Ling'er, you and Xiao Chang go out and have a rest."
Wu Zetian's voice no longer had the gentleness of the past, but only the endless vicissitudes of life.
"yes."
After everyone else left, Wu Zetian and Di Renjie were the only two people left in the palace.
Wu Zetian leaned on the back of the chair, closed her eyes and took a nap, and said casually.
"Huaiying, you and I have been kings and ministers for so many years. If you have anything you want to ask, just ask!"
Di Renjie didn't hesitate, looked at the table next to the dragon chair, raised his hands and asked.
"Has Your Majesty made your decision?"
Wu Zetian was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Di Renjie to ask this question first, but she still answered truthfully.
"The only one who has the ability to help me now is Ling'er. Come over and see the memorial she handled for yourself!"
"Your Majesty, I have offended you."
Di Renjie picked up a memorial that Wu Linger had just annotated, which was about the border war.
The handwriting is neat and dignified, the handling method is generous and decent, and the details are also arranged in an orderly manner.
Even if he, a veteran in his seventies, could handle it, he wouldn't be able to do any better.
Wu Linger is so young, can she really do it?
Di Renjie couldn't help but flip through other memorials that had been annotated. Whether it was people's livelihood or military affairs, they were good in all aspects.
This doesn't look like the work of a young man at all.
Wu Zetian looked at the shocked Di Pangpang and said with a chuckle.
"Scared?"
"Wei Chen has nothing to say, but if we really choose her, the people of this world will..."
Di Renjie still prefers Li Tang, after all, they are the ones with deep roots.
The Wu family has a shallow foundation. It is just the product of the Queen's forced extermination of seedlings. It is extremely weak. Moreover, there are many factions in the Wu family. It is unknown whether they will support Wu Ling'er.
What's more, the last big explosion in Chang'an killed all the powerful vassal kings such as Wu Chengsi.
As a result, the Wu family only has two or three big cats and kittens left, and the most powerful among them is probably Wu Youchang, the ninth-level peak master and the ultimate mortal.
But how could Wu Youchang resist Li Tang's powerful background?
Wu Zetian knew what Di Pangpang was thinking and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"I originally thought so too, but Ling'er told me a secret, which completely changed my mind."
Di Renjie wondered what secret could make the Queen change her mind, and it was about such a major matter as the inheritance of the throne.
"What secret?"
Wu Zetian's eyes suddenly shined with astonishing light, and she said excitedly.
"That was two days ago. I called Ling'er here, firstly to let her help me handle government affairs, and secondly to explain to her that for the sake of world stability, I can only choose her uncle to inherit the throne."
"However, Ling'er told me that in this world, she is the only one who can be a good emperor and secure this position."
Di Renjie frowned, dissatisfied with Wu Ling'er's arrogance, but he didn't get angry and asked.
"Why?"
Wu Zetian looked at Di Renjie, expecting his reaction.
"Because...she has broken through the boundaries of mortals. She has the power of the immortal realm without relying on the fate of the country."
"What, this is impossible!"
Di Renjie's first thought was that he didn't believe it. Since the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, no one could become an immortal on his own.
Wu Zetian smiled bitterly.
"I didn't believe it at first, until she used the power of the immortal unscrupulously, but there was no adverse reaction. The most important thing is that she did not borrow the power of national destiny!"
Di Renjie deliberately wanted to refute that the world's popular sentiment and national destiny could achieve this effect.
But he also knew clearly in his heart that these were useless in front of a real immortal.
Because the immortals in the court will die if they use their power beyond the limit once.
How many people in this world are willing to sacrifice their lives?
Moreover, even if they risk their lives, they are still not true immortals.
Wu Zetian glanced at the dull Di Pangpang and continued.
"Moreover, that little Wu Youchang...he also made a breakthrough!"