Chapter 1: One Monarch, One Attendant, One Scholar
This is a troubled time, with six countries standing side by side and heroes vying for the throne.
The Tianchi Kingdom was the leader of the Six Kingdoms. In the 26th year of Emperor Wen's reign, civil strife broke out. The seventh prince, Long Lilie, murdered his father and brother, usurped the dynasty and proclaimed himself emperor. His reign name was Jing.
According to legend, on that blood-stained day, the entire palace was ablaze with red. All the heirs from Emperor Wen's knees were killed by the sword. The ministers and people who obeyed me prospered, and those who went against me perished. Millions of troops surrendered in just one night.
During the six years of Emperor Jing's reign, the country of Tianchi became rich and powerful, and its prosperity and prosperity gradually subsided.
The overt and covert conflicts among the six countries have become more and more intense in recent years.
In August of the sixth year of Emperor Jing's reign, Long Lilie became the queen. Legend has it that the queen was originally the crown prince of Qiu Yan Kingdom, but she didn't understand why the prince, Sheng Yeming, consecrated her to the king of Tianchi Kingdom, and Tianchi Kingdom also spared no effort to sacrifice her.
Everything seems to be just a mystery regarding the post that has been vacant for six years...
The festive sound of firecrackers lasted a whole day, and the people waiting to welcome the queen lined up from the city gate to the palace.
At the entrance of the splendid palace, hundreds of stone staircases are strewn with flower petals. Hundreds of officials line up on the left, and on the right are the beauties from the harem who are attending the ceremony. The king in red stands on a high place, his dark eyes looking deeply at the large group of people coming to see off his bride outside the city.
The tight lips held a hint of a specious smile.
"Wuhen, am I a little anxious?" He said calmly, glancing at the scholar-looking man behind him.
Wuhen grinned, "The queen is a wife, and it's common to have a panic when marrying a wife."
"The queen is your wife?" His sword eyebrows seemed to be raised. The smile on Long Lilie's face obviously deepened and he deliberately ignored the monarch's expression. Wuhen shook his paper fan and looked up at the sky, sighing: "It seems like it's going to rain.
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The already gloomy sky was filled with raging dark clouds, almost engulfing the day. It seemed that all tragic things would happen in such weather.
Suddenly, there was a gust of wind behind him, and a man in green clothes fell from the sky
"Back?" The monarch's words contained a smile. Without looking at him, he already knew that the person coming was his personal guard Hua Chi.
"How is it?" he asked, his eyes still locked on the sedan chair approaching the city gate in front of him. The dazzling red almost filled his sight. Looking carefully, there seemed to be a hint of darkness shining in his bright eyes.
"It's a honor to live up to my humble position." Hua Chi is a man of few words and doesn't like to laugh and forget his roots like Wuhen.
"What a pity for such a good girl." Wuhen shook his head and sighed, as if he was just teasing
"How can anyone sit in my back seat?"
As for this marriage, it's not even a marriage... He was a queen, and there were other reasons