Chapter 141 The Tribulation of the Palace of Recalling Wei 1
Miaoyan Pavilion, Qiming Palace, and Yiwei Palace form an equilateral triangle, each of which is ten feet away from each other. There are several Guidian orchid palaces inlaid in the wide gaps. There are layers of pavilions, red couplets and squares, which are gorgeous and beautiful, and they are embraced together.
The thick trees are towering, and their leaves of various colors spread out, covering the building like a embossed and vivid painting.
Although the three palaces are very close to each other, they give people the feeling of being far apart. They go back and forth, as if they have passed through different worlds.
Jian Xin flew from Miaoyan Pavilion to Qiming Palace, feeling gloomy and uninterested. Halfway through, his thoughts changed and he turned around and flew to the ruins of Yiwei Palace.
The ruins, debris and debris have long been cleared away, and the withered flowers and trees in the courtyard and back garden have been replanted. Nourished by the spirit of water from heaven and earth, they are full of vitality and in various forms.
According to the order of the state, a palace exactly like the Yiwei Palace is being built quickly on an empty site. It has only been half completed in just over a month. Several twists and turns of green walls are standing on the original walls.
The position is constantly being artificially elevated, as if filling the outline of nothingness.
After being reborn after the last disaster, an idea flashed through her mind. Maybe without the Yiwei Palace, she would have a reason to go to the big pit in Qizun Kingdom or the Yilian Mountain Ruoxi Cave in Yili Kingdom.
She spent the rest of her life guarding the void evidence of Qin Weiluo's existence. However, the man in red, who was as beautiful as a fire fox, looked at her tenderly and told her about rebuilding Yiwei Palace.
That look seemed to cast a spell on her body. She fell into it all of a sudden, and really lived in Qiming Palace as he had left.
However, Qin Weiluo's guilt for Qin Weiluo is getting deeper and deeper. In the past month or so, because he and Shao Kefan have recovered as before, they are affectionate and affectionate every day. They are almost immersed in the gentle countryside. They go to those two places only four times.
Wu'er'er, unlike the original three-to-five, while remembering him, there is an added meaning of atonement.
As time goes by, will emotions slowly fade away? Just like she once had an unforgettable and longing for Yaka for a period of time, but now, she only treats it as a horse to ride on.
She suddenly understood that no matter how many people she experienced, one shadow would always be clear in her mind. The red dress was as charming as Manzhu Shahua. Under the rich and fiery illusion, the body and mind of the man in the bush was extremely lonely.
It's like fire surrounding the ice that has never melted for thousands of years.
Even though he had everything, she was the only one in the world who could comfort him.
Those eyes, as distant and cold as stars, often showed a bit of loneliness and desolation, but when they looked at her, they exuded a hint of warmth, their eyes were like flowing light, and their meaning was endless. One glance could make people fall into her.
.
However, Qin Weiluo, Weiluo... the only man she had ever married, the man she cared about, how could she bear to betray him.
After three years of being dead, they depended on each other and never left her. When encountering ups and downs, he always stood in front of her, fearing that she would make the slightest mistake. In the last push with all his strength, her body quickly retreated uncontrollably.
The sudden glance in his white clothes was the last time we saw him again, and his last deep and affectionate gaze was fixed forever.
"Wei Luo, Wei Luo..." Jian Xin stared blankly at the Yiwei Palace under construction, and couldn't help but read it out softly, as if she felt that he was getting farther and farther away from her. Although she tried her best to stay, the red dress
The clothes kept rising, sweeping every corner of her heart.
Yiwei Hall, Yiwei Hall, his most beautiful dream is in it, and his favorite woman is in it, how could he not build it? He must commemorate what is far away, and cherish what is in front of him. From now on, he will never build it again.
Losing something, he was afraid of the pain that would make him vomit blood after losing something, as if he was dying over and over again.
Hundreds of construction workers shuttled up and down the green wall. Everyone knew that the woman in yellow shirt standing three feet away from the Yiwei Palace had many entanglements with the monarch. She would become Cang Teng's third queen in half a year.
I am usually a lot more cautious, for fear of being reported for my negligence and walking around without food.
Someone cast a surprised look. She had been standing there for about half an hour. Didn't she feel tired? She was thinking about something crazily.
Someone cast a fearful look. This woman once possessed a corpse and came back to life in front of tens of thousands of soldiers. During the fire in Yiwei Hall, her skin and flesh were completely burned, but she survived intact. It made people feel very weird. Maybe she was a spirit.
and so on.
Some people cast disgusted looks. She was the one who blocked Cang Teng's unification plan. She was Cang Teng's sinner. But because of her beautiful face, did the king dote on her like this?
And, because of her beauty, the eyes cast on her were as coveted as rats.
All eyes and thoughts are hidden in respectful and careful work.
"Miss Mu." Wu Manhong, the newly appointed minister of the Ministry of Industry, strode up to her, bowed his head and held his hands, "Miss Mu, if you have anything important to say, Wei Chen will go and handle it immediately."
Jian Xin then turned around, her dazed eyes became clear, and she smiled and replied, "Wu Shangshu, there is no need to be polite, I just came to take a look, nothing else."
"It's not possible for Miss Mu to stand. Let Weichen go and borrow a chair for Miss. Please wait a moment." After Wu Manhong finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards a nearby Grand Pavilion Palace with overhanging eaves.
One of the places where ministers gather to drink.
Jian Xin only thought it was funny and hurriedly stopped him, "Wu Shangshu, don't bother, I happened to have seen enough and will go back to Qiming Palace right away."
Wu Manhong clasped his fists in embarrassment, "In that case, I won't give it away."
The moment he lowered his head, a complicated fierceness suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the words "I won't send you off" were spoken very softly, with a sinister aura.
If you don't want to send it away, then stay here and bury it for Yiwei Hall.
Jian Xin felt a chill in her heart, feeling that his tone was not quite right. She frowned and glanced at him warily, but saw that his eyes were gentle and respectful, nothing unusual, so she nodded and said, "Wu Shangshu, see you later."
After saying that, he clicked his feet and flew towards Qiming Palace.
Wu Manhong's lowered palm made a hook in the opposite direction without anyone noticing, and several of the workers who were building the Yiwei Hall nodded to each other, as if they had triggered some mechanism in their sleeves. The sleeves suddenly bulged up, more than a dozen
The object was so small and transparent that only the outline could be seen, and it quickly attacked the woman in yellow shirt.
Although the strength of those things is as strong as breaking bamboo, they are just like weightless cotton, being pushed along a straight line diagonally upward by an invisible force, silently, and no one can feel it at all.
When the figure in the yellow shirt swept to a suitable position, it was about to fly over the Qiming Palace along the contour line. In this short and negligible moment, more than a dozen round transparent objects successfully touched the yellow figure.
shirt.
The reconstruction task of Yiwei Palace is still in progress. Everyone is busy within the scope of their duties. Even the noise of shouting and shouting is suppressed. No one knows that a tragedy is about to happen.
Wu Manhong and the five people who continued to lay bricks as if nothing had happened nodded tacitly, a cold look flashed in their eyes. The next second, misfortune would come, and they could lurk for more than a month.
Finish.
My heart is in my throat, I will succeed soon...
However, the castration stopped when the round transparent object touched the clothes. The yellow shirt was corroded into strands in the blink of an eye, and the fragments of silk cloth fell downwards.
Suddenly there was a chill behind her. Jian Xin recalled the look in Wu Manhong's eyes just now, and her heart tightened. She was shocked when she saw the fine pieces of clothes floating in the sky below. She was about to look back when a red dress flashed in front of her and he held her in one hand.
With his waist, the other hand quickly grasped the edge of the collar at the shoulder, and swung it backwards. The already shattered yellow shirt was carried away by a gust of wind.
Although the white floral bra on the inner cover is intact, the shoulders and back as smooth as white jade are exposed nakedly, which is particularly dazzling in the sun and can arouse endless desire.
However, everyone was so shocked by the sudden change that they became motionless and had no intention of appreciating the rare beauty.
What happened? Why were the clothes so badly torn in an instant?
"What's going on? Oh my god! What's going on?" Jian Xin shouted in confusion and horror. Shao Kefan hugged her tightly, turned his back to everyone, took off his red clothes and wrapped her up, covering her tightly, and said in a deep voice
, "Jian Xin, don't be afraid."
There was only a white lining left on his body, which made him appear even more extraordinary and lonely, unlike a man whose hands were stained with blood and whose body was burdened with murder.
"What happened? Ke Fan." Jian Xin struggled hard in his arms, turning her head and looking around, but she saw only a group of dumbfounded people. Other than that, there was nothing unusual. However, under the
Under such a shocking turn of events, the quiet atmosphere became even more eerie, making her feel terrified.
Shao Kefan looked at her gently, slowly let go of her, and only let her go completely after she used martial arts to stabilize her body, "It's okay now."
Jian Xin still wanted to ask, but Shao Kefan had already descended, so she had to suppress her confusion and follow him to the ground uneasily.
Lord Cang Teng's sharp eyes swept over everyone, but stayed on a few people for a slightly longer moment, and finally settled on Wu Manhong, complex and unpredictable, with murderous intent emerging.
The sneak attack failed at the last moment, and Wu Manhong was in trouble and fear. Although he tried to remain calm on the surface, he knew something was wrong with him when he saw Shao Kefan's aggressive eyes, and he was hoping that the truth might not be discovered.
, took a step forward with some fear, lowered his head and clasped his fists, saying, "My humble duty to protect Miss Mu was disadvantageous, and allowed the traitor to take advantage of me. I almost killed Miss Mu. Please punish me."
Shao Kefan raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen through everything, "I killed Dan Cheng, and Zheng Xiaohan sent people to kill me. He wanted to make me suffer for the rest of his life, didn't he?" The voice was soft and erratic, but with an extremely strong tone.
The strong pressure caused the surrounding air to freeze instantly, and no one dared to express their anger.