A few days later, a shocking news came from Kunlongji. The Ninth Prince unexpectedly agreed to Ouyang Yu's armistice treaty. Logically speaking, this incredible treaty was of no benefit to the North and no harm to Nanling. How could it be so easy?
Talk about peace?
But no one thought about this incredible question. The whole country in Nanling was constantly harassed by the army from the north for five years. Finally, they were able to truly cultivate themselves and recuperate. The Holy Spirit also decreed that the whole country celebrated for three days.
The Nanling Palace is unprecedentedly lively. Every palace and every corner is full of laughter and laughter, except for Xuanyue Pavilion, which has been cold for thousands of years and no one cares about it.
Xuanyue Pavilion is not a cold palace, nor is it a place for people of humble status. Instead, the owner of Xuanyue Pavilion has a very different personality and does not like to interact with others. In addition, his status is second to none in Nanling. Except for His Majesty the Crown Prince and His Majesty, no one dares to set foot in Xuanyue Pavilion.
Moon Pavilion
Before Ouyang Yu stepped into Xuanyue Pavilion, he squinted slightly, took the wine from the attendant's hand, waved his hand to signal them to leave, and walked into Xuanyue Pavilion alone.
As soon as he stepped into Xuanyue Pavilion, an inhuman chill hit him. Ouyang Yu sighed softly. He was still the same. Whenever a stranger invaded his territory, he would be extremely vigilant. Even he, Ouyang Yu, was the same.
"It's me, Ouyang Yu"
As soon as the voice fell, the cold barrier disappeared automatically. Ouyang Yu walked up to the second-floor attic with long legs. The corners of the attic were filled with perilla with a faint fragrance, exuding a loneliness unknown for thousands of years.
At the end of the second-floor loft, a figure sat in front of the piano, enjoying himself, singing high and low-key. His thin body was wrapped in a slightly wide green gown, and his long black and bright hair hung smoothly on his back, with a light orange tie.
The hair is tied hastily, and the whole person exudes a light and breezy atmosphere.
Listening to the inscrutable music, which seemed to control the world, Ouyang Yu frowned. If there was someone he was afraid of in this world, that person would only be him——
Cang Lan Xuanyue
Suddenly the music of the piano stopped suddenly, and Canglan Xuanyue turned around. His eyebrows were very beautiful, but the eyebrow color was light. His skin was getting whiter, and his long and outwardly curled eyelashes were lightly closed to cover his red phoenix eyes.
She pursed her thin lips lightly, and then a faint smile emerged: "Ouyang Yu, you are here, why do you want to see me today?"
Ouyang Yu stepped forward with long legs, put down the wine in his hand, and raised his handsome eyebrows, "I, the prince, came here specifically to thank the Imperial Master for everything he has done for Nanling, and for the truce in the north, the Imperial Master has contributed a lot."
Canglan Xuanyue glanced at Ouyang Yu meaningfully, and the smile on her lips deepened: "Then I would like to congratulate the prince for his great contribution to Nanling. I don't have any credit for it, even when I went to Kunlongji last time.
How can you stop the army from going north and then come back injured and embarrassed?"
Ouyang Yu sat down and opened the wine, smelled the aged fragrance, poured a glass of wine for both of them, tasted the wine elegantly, and chuckled lightly: "If it weren't for your soul-taking reincarnation technique, everything would be different.
How could it go so smoothly?"
After listening, Canglan Xuanyue couldn't help but touch the newly healed wound on her chest, and smiled playfully: "I just want to avenge her sword, and I am not helping you out of pure thought. Ouyang Yue and her soul are really
It’s an unexpected fit.”
A chill flashed through Ouyang Yu's heart, and she stopped drinking wine on her lips. She paused, and suddenly narrowed her eyes slightly: "The Imperial Master told me last time that as soon as the soul-stirring reincarnation technique is cast on someone,
Is it true that it is impossible to change the two of them back again?"
"Not necessarily." Cang Lan Xuanyue's calm voice was just right to send chills down the spine, "Unless the two of them can be replaced after they die."
Ouyang Yu's handsome face was stunned, and his eyes seemed a little strange, which meant that it was really impossible to change it back. So Yue would have the face of the Ninth Princess in her life, and the Ninth Princess was destined to look like a thirteen-year-old in this life.
Is it done?
Cang Lan Xuanyue tasted the wine Ouyang Yu poured for him and smiled leisurely, "Wouldn't it be great? As long as the Ninth Princess will always look like Nanling Princess Ouyang Yue, then if she marries the Ninth Prince as a concubine, she will never be able to return to the north.
Sending troops to Nanling is equivalent to permanent protection."
Unexpectedly, Ouyang Yu raised her lips and asked: "Then my imperial sister Ouyang Yue will never come back, and she is more likely to be -"
She is more likely to be killed by the Ninth Prince, because once it is determined that the real Ninth Princess is Empress Ouyang Yue, it is not surprising that the worthless Ninth Princess is killed.
Cang Lan Xuanyue smiled sarcastically: "Didn't you already expect it? Otherwise, you wouldn't have agreed to my use on Ouyang Yue, right?"
Ouyang Yu closed his eyes quietly. He could not defend himself now. Maybe his subconscious really thought so. He had said that he had a cruel side. Even his closest relatives would not be able to defend themselves as long as they interfered with his imperial status.
He can use any road without hesitation, including Ouyang Yue
After a moment of silence, Ouyang Yu opened her eyes and asked quietly: "Master, will the soul-absorbing reincarnation technique harm Ouyang Yue?"
"Which Ouyang Yue are you asking about?" Canglan Xuanyue smiled meaningfully, and then asked and answered herself: "I guess, even if the real Ouyang Yue is hurt, you shouldn't care, because her life and death are no longer yours.
You have it in your hands, and the fake Ouyang Yue, what reason do you have to worry?"
What Ouyang Yu hates most is people who think they are smart, but if this person is Canglan Xuanyue, he is helpless. Then he smiles slightly and raises the corner of his mouth: "So what?"
Cang Lan Xuanyue's smile deepened, she stared at Ouyang Yu for a moment, and finally smiled in relief: "If so, I can tell you Ouyang Yu, you are tempted."
Ouyang Yu was slightly startled. He was not someone who would reveal any emotion on his face. Even if he did, it was just a disguise. For a short moment, because of Cang Lan Xuanyue's words, his heart moved slightly.
Then Ouyang Yu drank the wine in one gulp, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes became calmer: "You know even if it is, I will not let a woman become my weakness."
Canglan Xuanyue's ethereal eyes seemed to know everything, and suddenly there seemed to be a trace of pity, "So you think your heart will not be shaken after you send her away, Ouyang Yu?"
A certain emotion moved in Ouyang Yu's eyes, and then he squinted calmly: "At least she has been sent away."
At least it won't affect his decision-making in front of her or his ambition to dominate the four countries. Women are not what he wants from the beginning to the end.