When the sun rose the next day, the man in the East Palace wore a dragon robe made of gold silk and walked up the stairs gracefully and noblely.
The palace is deep, the red carpet is paved with the bright and gorgeous scenery, what kind of bones are dripping from it.
The two gilded vermilion doors in the Golden Palace were opened by two palace slaves wearing navy blue clothes. The rising sun rose in the east, and the green sun was like fire. The man of the Nine Five crossed the threshold and broke the flowing light in a room, and from all civil and military officials
Walking by, climbing to the Nine Palaces.
At the top of ancient times, there seems to be a new dragon killing the old master of the King of Ten Thousand Beasts to death. The king's glory must always be sprinkled with blood.
Qingge stood at the head of all officials, standing side by side with Ye Qingtian. She looked at the new king of Beiyue indifferently, with a cool and thin look in her eyes.
Beihuang walked up the Nine-Pearl White Jade Step, raised her robe and turned to face the officials. The moment she sat down on the dragon throne, all the officials bowed their bodies and shouted that the emperor was mighty.
At the same time, under the dark palace, the North Moon Emperor, who was tied to the four directions, was weakly lying on the ground by iron chains.
His eyes were destroyed and his tongue was pulled out. Now he had no choice but to commit suicide. He could only suffer this torture for decades.
His ears moved slightly, as if he heard the movement outside the prison. All officials congratulated the new emperor on his ascension to the great treasure. His joy was prosperous and the world was celebrated. No one remembered that under that dark hell, there was an emperor who became a prisoner.
The sound of dull footsteps sounded, and in the empty cell, it made people feel even more creepy.
The door of the cell was opened, and the sound of the iron door rubbing against the corners was deafening.
The Northern Moon Emperor, who was lying like a dead dog, finally made some noise. The iron chain rubbed the ground and made a loud noise. The Northern Moon Emperor climbed up from the ground with difficulty. The lame wolf was thirsty and panicked. He stretched out a pair of them.
The blood-stained hand grabbed the person. When his hand touched the man's face, the Northern Yue Emperor's hand suddenly froze. He was ragged and disheveled, and suddenly put his hand down, trying to walk backwards, and fell into a deserted state.
If you escape, four iron chains tie him up tightly.
"This Western Regions rich-scented wine was the tribute from the previous year."
The woman's voice sounded indifferently, "I have always been reluctant to drink it. I thought that when you leave the house, we will find a quiet place to drink the wine."
He smiled bitterly, and the woman said again: "But now it seems that if you don't drink it, you will have no chance in the future."
The woman was wearing plain white clothes and precious jade, with black hair half tied, and a piece of obsidian was embedded at the end of the sandalwood shaking. A few strands of hair were hanging down on her forehead, covering her silent and cold eyes.
Yun Yuexia put the glass jade plate on the ground, and she also sat down cross-legged casually, with a gentle and calm look between her eyebrows and eyes.
She held the wine glass, poured tea into the cup, and then picked up the Xuanji wine glass, sniffed her eyes while enjoying it, and handed it to the Beiyue Emperor, saying, "Drink a glass."
The Western Regions' strong fragrance wine is famous for its tastelessness. The aroma of the wine is so strong that it can be smelled even if it is ten miles apart. However, it enters the throat, but it passes through the throat and abdomen like cold water, without any smell, but waits for a while
After an hour, the intensity of the wine was completely aroused and made people feel drunk.
The Northern Yue Emperor took a few steps back, and he was covered in dirty clothes, and he wanted to find a crack to get in.
The woman in front of him was married to the imperial city by him, who had been crowned with a phoenix robe and red robe, and he had been approaching him deliberately from the beginning, just to win over the Yun family's heart. Until the Yun family completely declined, he had treated the six palaces.
Never cared about it again.
Now he is no longer the noble emperor, he is afraid that she will be so embarrassed to see him.
Seeing that the Northern Yue Emperor did not move at all, the woman curled her lips and smiled warmly, and drank the strong Western Regions wine in Xuanji's cup in one sip.
She lowered her head and smiled, "On the night when Qingge was in prison, I observed the celestial phenomena and performed divination techniques. I found that the arrogance of the king on your destiny star was dim, and Qingge's destiny stone was extremely fierce.
It was a sign that it turned out to be a disaster. I know that the owner of Beiyue River is going to be replaced."
"Oh, I forgot to tell you that I am a fortune teller now, and I am the only one of Ye Qingge's fortune teller." Yun Yuexia put down Xuan Ji wine glass and smiled faintly.
After a long time of silence, Emperor Beiyue suddenly went crazy and rushed towards Yunyuexia.
Yun Yuexia remained silent, expressionless, and looked like a wise man. She held a pot and poured wine. The sound of the wine falling into the cup was gurgling. The Northern Yue Emperor rushed to Yun Yuexia and slapped at Yun Yuexia.
When I beat it, it was stuck in mid-air.
Yun Yuexia put down the gilded wine pot, held the Xuanji cup, and personally fed it to the Northern Yue Emperor.
The Northern Yue Emperor did not drink it, and the wine flowed down his bloody chin.
The woman was not angry. After all the wine was empty, she put down her wine glass, stood up, and faced the Northern Yue Emperor, saying: "It is still possible to violate the evil of heaven; it is impossible to commit sins by oneself. Everything you have now is your own way of worship.
Give me, I can’t blame others.”
She once admired his bright clothes and angry horses, but in the end she hated his ruthless, cruel and insidious plot.
Footsteps sounded again. In the dark cell, Emperor Beiyue was decadent and depressed, and his brisk iron chains rubbed through the recessed wall holes.
The Northern Yue Emperor fell to the front of the Liuli jade plate and knocked down the Xuanji wine glass. His eyes were blind, his hands were trembling and he touched forward. He hurriedly picked up the wine pot, and the spout was facing the mouth, poured all into his throat.
, a trace of crystal wine thread slid down from the corner of the lips.
The coolness stimulated the internal organs and the tongue that had just been pulled out. Emperor Beiyue opened his mouth wide and smiled hoarsely.
He fell on the cold ground, and his laughter gradually disappeared.
He suddenly remembered that when he was critically ill, the doctor said he would use human blood to replace the poisonous blood. Ye Jingfeng stood up without hesitation and said he would use mine.
Later, when he fought on the battlefield, he was surrounded and suppressed. Ye Jingfeng ignored the opposition of the soldiers of the three armies and came to him alone with a big sword, protecting him, and breaking out of the siege.
All night, the night was covered in bruises and wounds, but he was safe and sound.
When he was young, he was in his prime. In the palace, he was beaten by his prince. Ye Jingfeng directly beat the noble prince to a bruised nose and a bruised face and could not get out of bed for half a month.
He said, I am not dead yet, and it’s not your turn to move my brothers.
Although the former emperor was angry, he was sincerely happy because of his friendship with Ye Qingtian. Therefore, he was so willing to punish him to think about it for three months after being closed.
He was anxious and knelt outside the imperial study room, wanting to be punished with Ye Jingfeng, but the old emperor refused, but secretly admired his affection and righteousness.
After that, for three months, Ye Jingfeng was reading boring books in the wet room, and he also knelt outside the imperial study room for three months.
This is a good story. Their close friendship makes men all over the world yearn for their passion and their blood boil.
This is the heroic spirit and heroic spirit in the world. (To be continued)