The wind blows in the wild grass and makes the muscles feel cold.
As soon as Bai Li'an opened his eyes, there was a wave of stars across the blue Yinhan sky. Although it was a long night, the sky above this mountain field was extremely dazzling. The stars were vast and the floating clouds formed, making people feel extremely distant and peaceful.
Balian was stunned for a moment, and for a moment he didn't know where he was. The cold wind in the mountains blew by, and he felt an indescribable dampness.
Balian was stunned for a long time. He slowly stood up and saw a pretty girl's face, with a cute little blush still lingering on her pretty face.
When he first woke up, Bailian's head felt a little heavy and dizzy, but when he was dying of consciousness, he recalled all the dreams that had happened in the past two days.
His whole body was weak, and his bones seemed to have been soaked in a gentle spring rain, making him extremely lazy.
The fire poison that had been tainted in Jiufen Valley could be said to have been completely eradicated. In the past few days, the behavior of playing with Yin Baishuang in the human world was unbelievably crazy.
Now that I have woken up, it is as absurd as a dream, and it is unbearable to look back.
Under Bai Lian's gaze, Yin Baishuang's thin shoulders trembled slightly, then she sat upright as if nothing had happened, nodding and looking at the ray of sky gradually rising in the distance.
Balian looked at her red cheeks and blinked involuntarily.
Is this... shy?
I saw her looking quietly at the distant mountains and the sky under the faint sky, her skin color was reflected in the white snow, and her neck was slender.
In the golden light of the sunset, the wind blows, she has black hair and red clothes, and the black ancient jade around her waist is crisp and jingling, which is particularly melodious.
She was so clear and bright, with eyes like apricot blossoms in the spring rain, graceful and graceful. At this moment, she was so beautiful and picturesque that it deeply penetrated the young man's heart.
She looked at the setting sun in the distance and suddenly said: "Xiao An, I want you not to bump or touch anywhere in the future. You should take good care of me here."
There is no such thing as a good-looking prince who spends his whole life looking like a pitiful figure that no one wants. Ying Xiu, the fake prince who looks like a dog, can live a prosperous life and be respected by everyone.
Xiao An is the rightful prince. He is in constant panic. He is the heart of a melting pot. He has raised himself as a cold and easy-to-live object. No one cares about him and no one loves him.
To this day, Yin Baishuang cannot think carefully about the day when he woke up from the cold death during the two hundred years of silence in Balian. He faced a strange world that had long abandoned him, and how desolate his heart was at that time. Lonely.
Even every time she thinks about how he was afraid of the sun on Kongcang Mountain, how he was severely injured by the Hanzhi Sword, and how he was reduced to a person who was shouted at and killed by dark creatures, Yin Baishuang regretted not recognizing him earlier and finding him. .
Three years ago, the battle in Chaos Valley was a painful blow to her, and the feeling of regaining something was so joyful and cherished.
She doesn't care what others think of Balian.
She only accepted death. In her heart, whether it was now or in the future, Balian could no longer live the life of being poor.
He should be raised by her as a precious treasure like a treasure, and he should not be bullied by others in the future.
Seeing that her little face was extremely serious, Balian couldn't help but laugh out loud. He stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek and said, "Okay, I'll raise it for you so that you can have children. But before that, do I have to first Will I take you home?"
Yin Baishuang's almond-shaped eyes were filled with a smile. Like a well-behaved cat, she lowered herself up and raised her chin slightly to ask for a touch: "What's the matter? Xiao An feels that now I have become yours, so now I have to Kidnapped me to your house?"
Before Balian could speak, she tilted her head and said, "But I don't really like your Tianxi Sword Sect, it's such an impersonal place.
I don’t even want to see Bailiyu’s stinky face. I haven’t liked your father since two hundred years ago.
Xiao An, I want to tell you in advance, don't rely on me liking you to think that I can properly call Bailiyu father in front of him in the future.
He may be a qualified sword master, but I never think he is qualified to be a father. "
Balian gently scratched her chin with his index finger and said with a smile: "You accepted the jade I gave you back then, and you are Zhongyou's little wife. If I want to take you back to Tianxi, I will give you this jade." , but it’s the Tianxi Sword Emblem.”
Yin Baishuang immediately turned around, her eyes suddenly brightened: "So you are planning to take me to see your mother?"
"That's your mother too."
Her figure was clearly reflected in his childish eyes, and he said: "As an apology, the position of Crown Princess today is substantially different from what was promised to you back then."
Yin Baishuang's eyelashes trembled slightly, raised up, looked at him and asked softly: "What's the difference?"
Balian hugged her affectionately and lifted her up. He stood tall and straight on the mountainside and looked at her against the light. The thin clouds in the sky broke and the silver light fell down. He said seriously: "This time, I want you to stand above those ten thousand people, and no one can take you away.”
Yin Baishuang was startled for a moment, then raised her eyebrows and smiled, quite teasingly. She kicked off her little red soft boots and gently rubbed him with her slender pink feet: "Stand above thousands of people." What's the point? As long as I can run wild on Xiao An, that's enough. Then little demon Ning, I can't bully you into such a weak and weak look, right?"
Balian's eyes showed a strange color when she rubbed her. He sat up straight, pulled her ankles and pulled her over. His moist, dark eyes were clearly gentle but gave people a very strong feeling.
Its strong feeling.
He stretched out his hand to her in a defenseless manner and chuckled, "Come here."
The handsome face smiled and said in a clear voice: "Come here, I will be here and let you run wild."
He fell in a green meadow, his appearance was elegant and handsome, especially his clear eyes, which seemed to have been washed by a new rain. On the green and windy mountain peaks, he was inexplicably sultry and shuddering.
Yin Baishuang's heart fell to the ground with a crash, and before she could pick it up, it was already pulled away together with the heart and mind.
His arm was around her waist, and when he said come, she came.
Thinking about leaving again is no longer so easy.
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A ray of dawn lit up in the sky, illuminating the majestic ancient dynasty as thin as a mysterious country born out of mist.
The wind chimes on the eaves were ringing crisply. In the exceptionally quiet inner palace of the imperial dynasty, in the early morning, only a few palace attendants held vigil with swords.
In the Zhongyou Dynasty, the six Yin Kings, who had always seen the dragon but never saw its tail, actually gathered together and had not been able to retreat for a long time. They were guarding outside the State Palace, not leaving each other, with different expressions.
Among them, Qiao Yuwangdian looked the most anxious. He kept pacing back and forth in the corridor outside the palace, with a face that burned his internal organs and fried his heart with anxiety.
Until the daylight gradually thickened, making the bricks and tiles on the eaves of the palace clear and clear, Qiao Yu couldn't bear it any longer, her face was scorched and she even uttered a curse word that was inappropriate for her status:
"Hama Pi, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's life and death are unknown. We can't wait any longer. I, the King, must find a way.
It is best to report this matter to His Majesty so that His Majesty can make a decision and rescue His Royal Highness as soon as possible. "
Shen Tu's face darkened and he stopped him: "Qiao Yu, please calm down. When His Highness left, he clearly ordered not to inform His Majesty of his identity. Are you going to disobey me?"
After hearing this, Qiao Yu couldn't hold back anymore and said angrily: "Shen Tu, you are an old man, don't think that because I respect you on weekdays, I don't dare to scold you, that is His Majesty's child, the only His Highness in Zhongyou!
Li Daitao, the leader who supported you with one hand, endured countless hardships outside, but now he is finally back.
You just look forward to his death, because you don't want to see the poor child well, right?
I’m telling you, His Highness Yingxiu, whom you served, is dead! Finished! Burp! There is no ashes left, what else do you want to do with those vain things! "
Shen Tu's face was livid, and his body was trembling slightly with anger: "Qiao Yu! You are so slanderous. This palace has always praised Ying Xiu, but that is just because he is your majesty's only heir. .
Before that, how did I know that he was actually a fake? Now that the real His Highness has returned and is so powerful, there is no need for me to plan and worry about it. Why should I tie myself up in a cocoon and hope that Zhongyou will have no successor!
Since His Highness has entrusted me with this, I am naturally thinking about His Majesty's body. Believe it or not, you will report this matter to His Majesty.
His Majesty was so stimulated that he went crazy and did not even care about his own life. This move would not only fail to save His Majesty, but would even harm His Majesty! "
The two of them were still arguing. This was a voice coming from a distance: "I'm sorry for your worries, uncles in the royal palace. It's rare for my mother to have a good night's sleep these days. There's no need to disturb her about this matter."
The argument stopped abruptly, and the six Yin Kings looked for a voice in disbelief. They saw a slender young man wearing a scorching red singlet under the glazed green steps.
He walked leisurely and steadily, holding a person in his arms. Because he was covered with a large red robe, the treasure-like person in his arms was completely covered, and his specific appearance could not be seen clearly.
But the three thousand strands of hair scattered outside the edge of the robe were swaying gently, as soft as a black crow and as smooth as silk. As the young man walked, they softly stuck to his clothes and blew in the wind. In the mist, Like walking in the human world.
Everyone was astonished for a moment, wondering how His Highness came out of the Nine Burning Valley safely.
And where did he kidnapped this girl, although her appearance was unclear.
But such long black soft hair can be seen as belonging to a woman, and inadvertently, under the robe made of flowing fire phoenix cloud pattern, there is a touch of extremely white wrist from Na Yuan's mouth, which is fair and slender.
At first glance, it seems that it belongs to a woman.
Qiao Yu was a little unable to react for a moment, and murmured with stunned eyes: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, how did you..."
Balian shook his head to him, and under the surprised gazes of the six Yin Kings, he walked around to the dormitory hall holding the tired and sleeping girl in his arms, opened the door and entered alone.
And the Yin Kings who were following them were also very measured and did not go overboard by entering the palace.
Balian placed the girl who had fainted from exhaustion on the bed, looked down at the looming traces under her clothes, and felt a warmth in his heart.
He lowered his head and pecked her red lips gently, raised his eyes and smiled: "Now, I really bring you home."
He pulled the brocade quilt over her body, gently and meticulously removed her soft boots and socks, and hid her white and tender feet under the quilt. After wrapping them tightly, he left the bedroom with peace of mind.
The Yin Kings who didn't know what was going on were waiting eagerly outside the palace to see the moment when Balian left the palace door.
The whole body's temperament is completely messy.
That extremely gentle appearance had completely faded away, and when he carried the girl into the palace, it was as if he was carrying the spring breeze and the warm sun with his brows softened, and there was no trace left of the Rouhui.
Where does he stand?
His temperament suddenly became calm for no reason, like the frost and mist in the mountains, quiet and calm, and his dark and clear eyes were half closed, as if watching and questioning silently.
Under such gazes, the Yin Kings' muscles and skin tightened for no reason, and they became nervous for no reason.
Baili Andan looked at it for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, Feng Qingyundan said: "Let's have a court meeting, I have something to say."
He did not call himself Gu, but "I". It can even be said that when Bailian was still in the world, even though he was the prince of Zhongyou, he never called himself "Gu" once.
Although Ying Xiu has been in power for two hundred years and has been called Gu Zun day and night, he is still too young after all. Who among the six Yin Kings in Zhongyou and above has heard the word "Gu" in his heart.
But until today, Baili An's indifferent words, like a casual command, made the Yin Kings look solemn, and they felt as nervous as if they were facing a battle.
From ancient times to the present, those who dare to threaten to hold a court meeting are the king of a dynasty and the emperor of Zhongyou. Who dares to speak out his family and conduct, and which courtier dares to follow it with his own life.
There is no such thing as "solitary" in Bailian's words, but in the heart of King Yin, he has already stood on the lonely ninth level.
A few days later, three thousand lamps were lit again in the Guozheng Palace where no one was allowed to enter, and dozens of palace attendants who lit the lamps retreated one after another.
The courtiers in Zhongyou held the court board in their hands and stood in front of the hall with their heads bowed respectfully. Although they no longer had the sense of crisis that Ying Xiu led the monks from outside to force them into the hall.
But when he looked up slightly and saw the figure of the young man standing on the ninth floor in front of the temple, he still couldn't help but feel his heart tightening.
Bai Lian walked down the nine steps in one step, looking around at everyone, and said as he walked: "Three days ago, there was a lively drama in the Guozheng Palace. I wonder what you guys think?"
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief. In this inexplicably tense atmosphere, someone spoke:
"There is that traitor Ying Xiu who has been dead for hundreds of years. He has been respected as the crown prince and enjoys the worship of thousands of heroes but is ungrateful. He tries to backfire on our Zhongyou Dynasty. It is really abominable!
Fortunately, His Highness the Crown Prince was wise and decisive and killed this son's ambition in time, so that our country in Zhongyou, Tailongan, can be stable for thousands of years! "
"His Royal Highness is wise!"
"His Royal Highness is wise!"
Under the roar of the crowd, Bailian walked down the last step and suddenly chuckled.
He lifted up the hem of his clothes and sat down casually. There was no trace of the prince's dignity at all, and he just sat on the steps casually.
"Two hundred years ago, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to hear this word of wisdom in your mouth."
