The land of the North is known as the land of snow. It is covered with ice for thousands of miles, cold and mysterious. During the cold winter, the white snow is flying like catkins dancing, and the earth is covered with silver, which is poetic and picturesque, giving people a sense of purity.
And the beauty of tranquility.
In the snow country, a simple castle stands there, surrounded by mountains and embedded with lakes, like a splash-ink landscape painting.
The stone walls in the city are covered with snow, like a palace made of snow. The red bricks and green tiles look more eye-catching against the white snow. The window lattice is covered with crystal ice, like a crystal curtain in winter, shining with cold light. The flag of the Northern Kingdom flutters in the wind and makes a sound, as if telling a story from a thousand years ago.
In the snowy scene, a group of cavalry moved forward slowly. The horses' hooves broke the ice and snow, leaving deep marks. The cavalry's clothes were wet by the wind and snow, but their pride still did not diminish.
The huge northern country is quiet and peaceful.
The red lanterns under the eaves swayed in the wind, forming a sharp contrast with the white snow. The elderly and children in the village played in the snow, leaving a sound of laughter. The laughter penetrated the cold air and seemed to melt the cold air.
Everything in Snow Country.
As night falls, the starry sky sets off the snowy scene, like a world covered in silver.
Beside the bonfire, people were sitting around, playing and singing ancient songs. The tunes were melodious and the words were profound, telling the heroic deeds of the past and the love between children. The songs echoed in the snowy night.
Yin Luzhu Zhuma looked at that scene, her lips twitched slightly and slightly, "I can't believe that a cold-blooded animal like Xuanqing, under his governance, the Northern Kingdom can have such a warm scene.
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Hearing this, Gu Tingfang, who was wearing a big cloak on one side, snorted arrogantly and indifferently, and his narrow phoenix eyes swept across Yin Luzhu in a leisurely manner.
"The emperor always puts the people first. Even if the Northern Emperor is not a good person, he is still a good emperor."
Yin Luzhu grinded his teeth as he listened.
"Also, although Xuanqing is not a good person, at least he will not kill innocent people indiscriminately in order to consolidate his imperial power, and let innocent loyal ministers use their blood to pave a beautiful road for him."
Yin Luzhu's words reached her eardrums, and Gu Tingfang was stunned for a moment.
Something flashed across his eyes so quickly that no one had time to catch it.
Yin Luzhu stood on one side. She calmly took in Gu Tingfang's expression at the moment and asked insinuatingly: "Did your Majesty think of something?"
The next moment, Gu Tingfang raised his chin and glanced at Yin Luzhu, "No."
With their eyes facing each other, Yin Luzhu just curled his lower lips slightly and didn't say another word.
A man, he will never admit his mistakes in this life, especially since this man is still a high-ranking emperor who controls all life and death in the world.
Just...
When the day comes when these vast hectares of mountains and rivers change hands, will he still be so proud?
She has never forgotten the hatred of the entire Fu family.
"If you've rested enough, let's go."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Luzhu pinched the horse's belly, and the maroon horse walked with some difficulty in the snow.
The wind and rain were swaying on the road, and the solitary lamp was quietly accompanying the left and right. The sound of the horse's hooves that had just been stepped was covered by the flying white snow in just a moment.
The northern country is vast and full of snowy areas. At first glance, everything is pure white, which makes people indulge in it.
Gu Tingfang looked at Yin Luzhu's back, her dark pupils flickered slightly, and then became silent.