Qingqing Zijin Chapter 44: The Legend of the Midnight Disaster

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Northern Wei Dynasty, Daliang, Wei Palace.

A female moan came from the jade couch. At first, it was like boiling water, muddy but gentle.

Then, the moaning sound no longer seemed to be weak, but gradually became stronger, like dry wood and a raging fire. The woman gasped heavily, sweat stains soaked the sheets. She grasped the sheets tightly with both hands, pointing her head towards the roof of the palace. The colorful murals on the top seemed to come alive for a moment, and then gradually blurred... .

Finally, the moan was no longer gentle, but now turned into a roar, revealing full of desire and domineering. Following an uncontrollable tremor, like a fire phoenix shooting straight into the sky, a deep and long sound came from the jade couch. And the sound of weak exhalation.

Outside the door, a female official stood there motionless, ignoring all the sounds coming from the palace. It was not until she heard the familiar sound of exhalation that she signaled to the palace maids standing on both sides to report.

The palace maid lowered her head cautiously, walked slowly to the jade couch, and whispered a few words.

The woman sat slumped on the bed. After hearing what the palace maid said, she nodded feebly, and then patted the edge of the bed. I saw a good-looking man crawling out of the bed and holding the woman's hand coquettishly. The woman couldn't help but smile when she saw how coquettish he was. She tapped the man's nose with her index finger dotingly and said: " Be good, you go down first, I have to do something serious."

The man was born with a charming face, and his appearance was extremely delicate. He looked a bit weaker than an ordinary woman. His big eyes should have been bright and bright, but at this time, they were as obsessed as lotus roots. He looked at the woman in disgust, but he sat up from the bed in a sensible manner, put on his clothes unhurriedly, and before leaving, he kissed the woman's shoulder in a flattering manner, and then bent down deeply. He bowed and retreated respectfully.

Seeing the man leaving, the smile on the female prime minister's face immediately disappeared and she said coldly: "Come in."

Then, the female prime minister picked up a silk robe from the side and wrapped it up.

I don't know whether it's because she has been tired of managing politics these years, or because the years are ruthless. No matter how much she takes care of herself, she can't resist the traces left by age on her body. He often felt tired these days, and some texture gradually appeared in the corners of his eyes. His originally delicate skin was not as firm as before. What made her feel even more helpless was that when the palace maid combed her hair, there were a lot of white hairs.

The female prime minister sighed in her heart - after all, she is about to be half a hundred years old, and time is not forgiving!

Originally, the female Prime Minister considered her body to be different from ordinary people. When she was young, she did not rest for two days and two nights during the "Eastern Palace Incident", but she was still full of energy. In the end, she relied on her extraordinary determination and superhuman means to overcome the "Eastern Palace Incident". Become calmer. For the next twenty years or so, she worked tirelessly to assist the Emperor of Wei. She would sleep when she was tired and eat when she was hungry. She never felt "tired" and seemed to have unlimited energy. Motivation, endless energy. Recently, for some unknown reason, she often felt sleepy, and the number of times she got up at night also increased significantly.

Are you really old? The female prime minister asked doubtfully.

"Report to the Prime Minister! News from the Tang Dynasty has come——"

A woman's voice interrupted the female prime minister's thoughts. The female prime minister immediately came back to her senses and threw away the disturbing thoughts just now - compared with these, those were nothing. Perhaps, in the face of these, she There's simply no time to take care of that.

"Say it." The female prime minister said calmly.

"Back to the Prime Minister, the results of this cold test have been announced to the world. This time Han Clan has accepted two disciples, one is Yingping and the other is named Ye Changshan."

The female prime minister sneered, seemingly not surprised by the result, and said: "That bitch ended up in a poor family after all."

"Yes, but..."

"But what?

"Reporting to the Prime Minister, Ying Ping is not worshiping the sect master, but Wen Junchen."

The female Prime Minister raised her eyebrows, showing a hint of strangeness, and said: "Oh? The second son of a poor family has begun to recruit disciples? Which song is this?"

The female officer said nothing and quietly waited for the female prime minister's question.

The female prime minister couldn't figure out the sect master's thoughts for a while. After a while of silence, she showed a hint of exhaustion and stopped thinking about the problem and asked, "What's going on with that person named Ye?"

"That Ye Changshan has no background. He is just a child from an ordinary Orion family, but his background is somewhat..."

"There's something about life experience."

"That Ye Changshan's parents died at the hands of the Cottage a month ago, when the Cottage assassinated the illegitimate son."

After hearing this, the female prime minister's originally lazy body suddenly straightened up, and her eyes became sharp. She got up from the bed, walked to the window, thinking about something in her mind, and said to herself: "Chen Laoba accepted that orphan as his disciple? Why did he do this!?"

Silence fell in the palace, and the palace maid dared not even make a sound while breathing.

"snort--!"

After a long time, the female prime minister suddenly snorted heavily. Then, she turned around and said coldly with frosty eyes——

"This old flower farmer, don't think that the truth doesn't know what his plans are! When he sent those two losers to the Tang Dynasty, he was destined not to kill the illegitimate son. He didn't want to get involved in this matter at all!"

The female prime minister looked a little angry, but then she sneered again and said: "Ha! What a pity. After all, he must not have thought about how the orphan ended up in a poor family? At this time, he wanted to escape completely, I'm afraid... Difficult."

The female prime minister has always been confident and can be said to have no plans, but she never expected that the old flower farmer who had been with her in the past would choose to back down on this matter. It seems that people will become more and more stable and stable as they get older. The more independent you are from the world.

Thinking of this, the female prime minister suddenly showed a playful smile, as if she was laughing at the man in the thatched cottage for his miscalculation, and also seemed to be laughing at the man in the thatched cottage for being cowardly. But with a smile, she seemed to have thought of something, and the smile instantly solidified on her face. , chanting words——

"Isn't it...another 'madman'?"

When the female officer heard the word 'madman', she shivered instinctively before she could think about it.

Thinking of that 'madman', the female prime minister's memory seemed to be awakened by some red blood, leading her back to that terrible night, that night like a Shura field.

'The Midnight Difficulty' - like a horrifying curse, is deeply engraved in the hearts of everyone in the Wei Palace. After so many years, no one wants to mention that red night again.

That night, a 'madman', like a Rakshasa, went straight to the Wei Palace, killing gods and Buddhas if they stood in the way of gods. Regardless of whether they were imperial guards or palace maids and eunuchs, anyone who stood in his way would die under his sword. . The place where the 'madman' passed was littered with corpses, and broken limbs could be seen everywhere. The entire palace was like a hell on earth.

What does it mean to 'treat human life as nothing'? That's all I can imagine...

That was the first and only time in her life that the female Prime Minister felt 'fear'. That night, fear from the bottom of her heart dominated her with the darkness of the night and the smell of blood in the air. She had never been so scared even during the 'Eastern Palace Incident' a few days ago.

That night, she and King Wei hid in a dark room in the palace, deeply afraid that the 'madman' would kill them where they were hiding, and a feeling of being unable to control their fate filled her heart...

The 'madman' slaughtered all the creatures in the palace indiscriminately. He seemed to be looking for something, like a person or an object. He seemed to have a tendency of not giving up until he found it, searching from the east to the west, from the east to the west. Then go south to find the north, and the corpses left behind are also connected from the east to the west, and from the south to the north.

When the emperor was angry, he laid down millions of corpses.

The madman became angry and stained the Wei palace with blood.

That 'madman' kept cutting and stabbing like this, as if he was tireless. The 'breath of heaven and earth' in his body was endless, and the magic weapon in his hand would never be curled up...

...

"Go down, I'm exhausted"

The female prime minister closed her eyes and returned her thoughts to the present, and found a slight cold sweat on her back. She took a deep breath, no longer recalling that terrible night, waved her hand and shouted: "Bath."

After saying that, he walked towards the inner palace, wanting to wash away the sweat on his body and the fear in his heart.

[I wish all the candidates good results in the exam and a title on the gold list~]