Later, when he ascended the throne as the new emperor, Ye Jingfeng was outside the border, but in order to say congratulations, he galloped his horse for three days and three nights and rushed to Beiyue Imperial City without his life.
The Beiyue Emperor was filled with sorrow and riddled with wounds, but there seemed to be a glimmer of clarity.
He suddenly missed the time when he was young, when the two of them were racing like horses...
In the dark and empty corridor, two palace slaves walked forward carrying wooden lunch boxes. One of them said: "Zhang San, I heard that Empress Yu disappeared. Is this true?"
"Absolutely true."
Zhang San nodded, stepped forward, and said softly: "I heard from the nun in charge of the harem that when the late emperor went to the outskirts of Yong'an in the west of the city yesterday, there was no trace of Empress Yu. Such a big living person said to have disappeared.
Just disappear."
Behind the two of them, in the iron cage, Beiyue Emperor suddenly threw the gilt wine flask in his hand to the ground, startling the two palace slaves.
"Tsk tsk..."
After regaining consciousness, the palace slave sarcastically said: "Do you still think you are the current emperor? You are just a prisoner now. Whoever enters this prison is not a delicate and noble person, but he is not obedient later on.
, you better not hope to escape, you will know later that death is actually a kind of enjoyment."
The two palace slaves looked at each other and smiled cruelly.
For palace slaves like them who live at the lowest level, seeing the superiors twisting and despairing in the cell is an unprecedented perverted pleasure.
Colosseum, underground palace.
A stunning woman wearing a nine-phoenix robe was lying on the ice bed. The cold air spread from the ice bed, and there was a misty light in the clouds and mist.
The door of the palace was opened, and the noble man walked out. His purple brocade robe covered his body, and the robe swayed on the ground. When he came, a mandala seemed to bloom in the wind, and the blood of Wangchuan flowed into a river.
Behind the man, Mei Niang followed. Mei Niang looked at the beauty on the ice bed with complicated eyes. The cinnabar between her eyebrows burned her eyes, and after thousands of times, the pain of reincarnation returned.
When Empress Yu saw Ming Qianjue, she elegantly sat up from the ice bed and walked towards Ming Qianjue with bare feet. When she arrived in front of Ming Qianjue, she suddenly hugged Ming Qianjue's hand, bit her lower lip lightly, and finally
The gentleness with which he bowed his head no longer had the harsh indifference of the past.
"The Emperor is in prison and has no chance of success. Can I come back?" she said cautiously.
Ming Qianjue's eyes were evil and indifferent. He lowered his head and glanced at the charming woman beside him, and then said: "Stay with me from now on."
Hearing this, Empress Yu raised her face and smiled brightly.
She has stayed in the palace for so many years just for today.
At first, she was high-spirited and caring about the world by Ming Qianjue's side. One day, Ming Qianjue unexpectedly asked her to enter the palace and asked her to stay with Emperor Beiyue.
She exerted her charm and made Beiyue Emperor dream about her.
He asked her to find out the secret of Beiyue Emperor. She discovered the secret room under the dew terrace and learned what Beiyue Emperor had done.
later--
He said that if someone wears an agate chain around their neck in the future, she will do her best to help.
She helped.
He asked her to lead Qingge to the dew terrace, and she said so.
Later, during the four-dynasty war, he asked her to arouse Beiyue Emperor's anger towards Ye Qingge, and she did it by insinuating him.
Every step pushed Beiyue Emperor into the abyss, leaving Qingge wandering on the edge of life and death.
"Former Queen Yunfei Yun Yuexia studied the art of divination, will it affect us?"
Empress Yu frowned slightly and asked in a cold voice. In an instant, she became the empress whose mother was the most favored in the world.
"Ye Qingge has two fate stones on her body, and the outcome is destined. One Yun Yuexia won't cause any trouble, so don't worry about it." Ming Qianjue quietly took his hand out of Yu Hou's arms and went straight towards it.
He walked forward and sat down on the dark and simple throne.
"Yun Yuexia and Ye Qingge seem to be related." Mei Niang took a step forward and said.
"I said, don't worry about it."
Ming Qianjue's voice suddenly turned cold, and the faces of Yu Hou and Mei Niang suddenly changed, and they immediately knelt down on one knee.
Seeing the frightened faces of the two of them, Ming Qianjue's eyes softened a bit and said: "Yun Yuexia was not born in a divination family. Even if she knew the art of divination, she only knew a little about it. Without a strong backing, she could only
I can understand a thing or two.”
Queen Yu gently closed her eyes, her gaze was solemn.
*
Jinluan Palace.
Outside the hall, strong wind blew across the bright red blanket, and the atmosphere inside the hall was solemn.
Beihuang is sitting on the dragon chair, wearing a crown and a dragon robe. His majesty of domineering the world and his calm and powerful eyes make all the civil and military officials shine on their backs.
"Chen Cheng, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, was corrupt and perverted the law. He treated human life as nothing, so he was punished. The other suspects were all exiled to the border."
"The Protector of the Country, Xie Lin, secretly opened a slave room and forced the people to refine the Spiritual Energy Pill day and night. A total of 2,332 men died under the Spiritual Energy Pill. His crime should be punished, punished.
Nine tribes, kill without mercy!"
The currency leading to the Four-Star Continent is spiritual energy pills, and only those who have reached the level of spiritual master can refine them.
Of course, anyone with a Dantian who can summon spiritual energy can also refine it.
However, the refining process was horrific and bloody.
If people below a spiritual master want to forcibly refine the spiritual energy pill, they can use their own blood to mix the spiritual energy, and then melt it on the hot magma to form the spiritual energy pill. Although the spiritual energy pill refined in this way is not as pure as the spiritual energy pill of the spiritual master, it is still
It can also be sold in the market.
But when the blood in ordinary people's bodies is gone, spiritual energy pills can no longer be cast.
Not only that, this man's vitality was completely gone.
"..."
The first day that a new official took office, Beihuang uprooted seven or eight corrupt officials. Some people wanted to fight back and fight to the death, but Beihuang was a disciple of the elder of Jialan Academy.
The dean of Jialan Academy is still in Beiyue, and he is a spiritual master of the Four Swords. Who dares to fight? Who can fight?
In this era of victory and defeat, the weak and the strong prey on the weak, whoever has the strongest fist is the king.
"Ye Qingge." Beihuang looked around and landed on Qingge.
Qing Ge took a step forward, clasped his hands into fists, and spoke with a cold and hearty voice, "My maiden is here!"
The new emperor ascended the throne today, and when Ye Qingtian was about to go to the palace, Beihuang suddenly sent someone to ask her to go too.
Qingge was confused all the way when she came. She was just a princess of Anguo at best, and she was deposed by the Beiyue Emperor. Is there any place for her to stand in the court?
But since Beihuang said it, she came openly.
"There is a girl in the Ye family named Qingge. She is extremely intelligent, brave in martial arts, and is not inferior to men. She is specially named Marquis and named Anguo." Beihuang's face was covered with a layer of cold frost, Qingyue's voice was not loud,
But it resounded through every corner of Jinluan Palace.
The whole court was shocked and all the officials were stunned.
Lord Hou!
For the empire, it was a supreme position, one person was inferior to ten thousand people. In the history of Beiyue Empire, there was only one Yingwuhou in thousands of years.
In the Four-Star Continent, there are only four empires that are eligible to be granted the title of marquis. Among the four empires, there are very few marquises, and even less female marquises!