Since he passed the inspection, Hu Xiaotian had no reason not to go for a stroll on Piaomiao Mountain, otherwise wouldn't he be frightened in vain?
Murong Zhan always had a dead look on his face, and Hu Xiaotian resented him unconsciously. He always felt that what Murong Zhan did today was not just selfless. Long Xiyue had already asked him to wait at the foot of the mountain, and Murong Zhan had already asked him to wait at the foot of the mountain.
Zhan is still unyielding. If he says that he has no agenda, even a fool will not believe it. What camp is this person in? Why is he targeting himself everywhere today?
There were a few people in the palace who knew that she was unclean, including Quan De'an, Baobao, Long Xiyue, and Li Yuncong. As for Qiqi, she was a little girl after all and had no knowledge of men and women. Maybe she really thought she was in the crotch of her pants.
There is a snake hidden in it. If Li Yuncong wants to use himself to find out the secrets of Piao Miao Mountain, he should not betray himself. It is even more impossible for Bao Bao and Long Xiyue to secretly love him. The biggest possibility is focused on Quan De'an.
and Qiqi, the former should be more suspected. Is there collusion between Quan De'an and Murong Zhan? But Quan De'an revealing this matter now does not seem to have much effect. With Quan De'an
An's scheming style is not like his style of doing things.
The more Hu Xiaotian thought about it, the weirder it became, but it was obvious that he couldn't find the answer for a while.
The only way to reach the top of Piaomiao Peak is to lift up and down through the hanging basket. Hu Xiaotian and Princess Anping walked into the hanging basket. Murong Zhan did not follow them up, but locked the iron door of the hanging basket from the outside. Their
The security is extremely tight, and almost every step is taken into consideration, striving to be foolproof.
A guard at the bottom of the mountain waved a lantern upward as a signal. After receiving the signal from the mountain, he started the noose and slowly lifted the gondola into the air. This kind of gondola is stirred entirely by human power, which is certainly incomparable to the cable car elevators in modern society. The speed of ascent is
Extremely slow.
Princess Anping watched them lift off little by little, and she suddenly felt a little scared in her heart. She reached out and grabbed Hu Xiaotian's arm. Hu Xiaotian whispered: "If there is anything, let's talk about it when we get back." He was worried that someone was eavesdropping on their conversation.
Even though the two of them were alone in the air, they still remained alert. Ever since they arrived at Piaomiao Mountain, there was an indescribable weirdness everywhere. This depressing feeling made people breathless.
Long Xiyue nodded, grasped Hu Xiaotian's arm with her delicate hands, looked down with her beautiful eyes, and saw that the lights below were gradually getting weaker. Looking into the distance, the entire Yaochi was at their feet, and the lights in the distant palace were dotted like fireflies.
Fire. She couldn't help but think of the night when she and Hu Xiaotian were trapped in the Hollow Valley. Countless fireflies were flying around them. The beautiful and romantic scene was something she would never forget.
The sky was as dark as ink, and there was a rare silence and calmness on the New Year's Eve before the new year. The night wind blew from all directions into the hollow hanging basket with ventilation on all sides, and the cold wind penetrated pervasively into their collars and cuffs. Long Xiyue
Feeling a little chilly, I couldn't help but move closer to Hu Xiaotian.
Hu Xiaotian stood there quietly, holding the iron fence of the hanging basket with one hand and looking down. Murong Zhan's figure was blurred, but he still felt that Murong Zhan's gray eyes were looking at him and staring at their every move.
As soon as he moved. Looking down at the Yaochi at his feet, a milky white mist rose from the lake. The water surface had many layers due to the mist. As the night wind kept changing the shades, everything in front of him seemed illusory and unreal, as if he had walked into a mystery.
Fantasy dreamland.
A gorgeous firework suddenly bloomed in the distant sky, followed by a muffled sound, waking up the silent night. However, the brilliance of the firework was extremely short-lived and soon disappeared into the night.
Long Xiyue stared blankly at the distant sky and murmured: "Fireworks are so beautiful, but so short!"
Hu Xiaotian laughed: "Fireworks are beautiful only at midnight."
Long Xiyue's beautiful eyes shone like stars, but soon dimmed again.
Hu Xiaotian was about to speak when the hanging basket shook. Long Xiyue was so frightened that she held his arm, but they had already reached the top of the peak.
Two guards wearing bronze masks came over. Long Xiyue handed the customs clearance document through the iron cage. The other party looked at it carefully under the light, and after making sure it was correct, they took out the key and unlocked the door.
These levels of checkpoints are so strict that it is really difficult for ordinary people to enter Piaomiao Peak.
Hu Xiaotian looked around, trying to remember the surrounding environment. The two guards saluted Long Xiyue and said, "I'm sorry!" Then they covered the eyes of Hu Xiaotian and Long Xiyue with black cloth respectively. Hu Xiaotian sighed secretly and looked.
Come to Murong Zhan and take all possible flaws into account, and beware of outsiders coming to rescue him. The old emperor may be unable to fly.
Long Xiyue put her hand on Hu Xiaotian's shoulder, and they walked towards Lingxiao Palace under the guidance of two guards. Hu Xiaotian's eyes were covered by black cloth, and he could only rely on his own hearing to try to sense the surrounding environment. He heard the sound of water.
Gong, I should have walked near Lingxiao Pond. I heard the rustle of the wind blowing the trees. From the movement of the sound, I could vaguely distinguish the height of the trees. The road under my feet stretched zigzag, and I walked through more than a hundred steps.
Finally, we arrived at our destination. During this period, Hu Xiaotian vaguely smelled the scent of incense and candles. He must have passed by buildings such as ancestral halls and temples.
Someone took off the black cloth covering their eyes, and Hu Xiaotian found that they were already in a dimly lit palace room.
An old eunuch with a hunched back came tremblingly in front of Long Xiyue and said in a trembling voice: "Old slave Wang Qianjian, Your Highness the Princess..." This old eunuch has been serving the emperor personally, and now Long Xuanen is under house arrest in Miao Miao Mountain.
He took the initiative to follow him and still served him, which can be said to be loyal.
Long Xiyue was also very familiar with him. Seeing that Wang Qian had aged so badly, she couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in her heart. She said softly: "Eunuch Wang, long time no see. Are you okay?"
Wang Qian said: "Thanks to Your Highness the Princess, the old slave is still in good health. Your Majesty is waiting for the Princess..." Although Long Xuanen is no longer the Emperor of Dakang, Wang Qian still habitually calls him Your Majesty, anyway.
Now in this situation, no one cares about him and lets him call him whatever he wants.
Long Xiyue nodded, turned to Hu Xiaotian and said: "Little Beard, wait for me here while I go to see my father."
Hu Xiaotian said: "Princess, feel free to go!"
Long Xiyue followed Wang Qian into the inner hall. The closer she got to the meeting between father and daughter, the more nervous she became. When she was about to step into the threshold, she turned around and glanced at Hu Xiaotian, who smiled at her.
Give her encouragement with your eyes.
Long Xiyue took a deep breath, calmed down her emotions, and then walked into the inner hall.
Under the candlelight, the Supreme Emperor Long Xuanen sat quietly on the dragon chair. This dragon chair had been with him for forty-one years. After his eldest son Long Yelin tried to usurp the throne, this was the only memory he left.
The chair is still there, but the person sitting on the dragon chair no longer has the power of the past, the Supreme Emperor! It’s just a symbol. More than half a year of imprisonment has made Long Xuanen fully understand his position. He is a prisoner, and his son’s
The reason why the prisoner allowed him to linger in the Lingxiao Palace in Piaomiao Mountain was simply to block Youyou's mouth and cover up the fact that he was plotting to usurp the throne.
Although Dakang's family still has the surname Long, the throne has changed hands.
Looking at his daughter who was so beautiful and beautiful, Long Xuanen's eyes did not reveal any love or warmth. His eyes were blank, and his expression was dull and numb, as if he was a body that had been pulled out of life.
Long Xiyue looked at her father who was sitting high on the dragon throne. This was the first time since he abdicated. The father in front of her had lost the arrogance of the past and was decadent and depressed. He was no longer the ruler of a country.
, just a dying old man. Earth-shaking changes have taken place during this period. The only thing that has not changed is the distance between them, which is still so far away and so strange.
Long Xiyue stopped moving forward and stood in the main hall, looking up at her father quietly. This was the angle she was most familiar with: "My child, see your father!"
Long Xuanen squinted his eyes, trying to see clearly what his daughter looked like, but his eyesight could no longer fulfill his simple wish. He could only see a vague outline in his field of vision: "Xiyue..." His voice seemed a little helpless.
Sure.
Long Xiyue said: "Father, it's me!" In her past career in the palace, she had always had a vague impression of her father. She always remembered the image of her father as the image of hundreds of officials worshiping her, aloof, but she could not remember her father's clear face.
When she came to her father, she realized that he had always been such a stranger in her heart.
Long Xuanen nodded, beckoned to her and said: "Come! Come closer, let me..." The words suddenly stopped, and Long Xuanen suddenly realized that everything has become a thing of the past, and only one person can be rich today.
Such self-proclaimed power.
"...let my father... take a good look at you..."
This was the first time that Long Xiyue heard her father speak to her in such a tone. She pursed her lips, walked slowly over, came to her father and squatted down.
Long Xuanen stretched out his hand, and his bony hand slowly fell on his daughter's white, delicate and pretty face.
Long Xiyue felt that her father's palms were extremely rough. They were definitely not pampered palms.
Long Xuanen nodded slowly and said: "Growing up, my daughter has grown up." He closed his eyes, and until now he couldn't remember what his daughter looked like when she was a child. He was always by his side, but he completely missed her.
In childhood, Long Xuanen also didn't have much memory of this daughter.
Long Xiyue said: "My daughter is here this time to pay New Year greetings to her father, and secondly to tell you that after the New Year, my daughter will go to Dayong."
Long Xuanen's eyes suddenly became sharp. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the monarch who dominated the world in the past. He whispered: "The traitor actually sent you to Dayong for marriage?"
Long Xiyue said nothing, her silence was tantamount to admission.
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