"At first, I thought something had happened in the secret realm. After I got out, I found that Donglu was sealed." Yinhua closed his eyes, as if he had returned to that desperate time.
Overnight, thousands of years of hard work were in vain. There was no spiritual energy cultivation, spells could not be cast, storage bags could not be opened, and magical weapons were reduced to scrap metal. Except for the nourishment of spiritual power in the body, the life span was longer, and it was different from mortals. No different.
"Although everyone was careful and didn't use any of their spiritual power, they still couldn't escape the fate of running out of life. One monk after another died. Everyone searched the Eastern Continent and finally found a natural Five Elements Spirit Gathering Array on Yunhuang Island.
The monks went there one after another, but I got the news too late. When I rushed over, a large amount of poison had been planted outside Yunhuang Island. I tried various methods but failed to get to the island.
I was unwilling to give up and continued to search for spiritual energy, but I could not escape my fate. My life span was exhausted when I reached Kuocang Mountain.
Little did I know, a twist of fate turned out to be that a wooden hairpin I got by chance in my early years was made from the spirit-nurturing tree, and my soul was attached to it and it has not dissipated.
Kuo Cangsheng was once an ancient battlefield with extremely heavy Yin Qi. Nourished by this, my soul grew stronger day by day.
Later, I developed a method of cultivating the soul and survived. " There was a hint of bitterness on Yinhua's lips. She thought she had found a glimmer of hope, but recently she found out that she had become a ghost cultivator and had no chance of becoming an immortal.
Tens of thousands of years of hope were shattered, how could you not hate it?
She opened her eyes, glanced at everyone, and said loudly: "Most people present must have guessed that the one named Yunli is none other than Princess Xiyue who reincarnates in the Eastern Continent every hundred years. When her spiritual energy disappears, the Eastern Continent The reason why she was sealed was because she was recovering from her injuries.
For more than 30,000 years, tens of thousands of beings in Canglan have been cut off from the immortal path, just to fulfill her. Can the superiors fool us wantonly?
Are our efforts and persistence a joke? Why! Her life is life, but the lives of us Canglan sentient beings are not? "
Her voice turned from low to passionate, extremely stimulating, and Juanxiu's face was slightly deformed, but the effect was not as she expected.
Everyone was silent and did not respond.
First of all, no one is a fool. In this situation, Yinhua, as a ghost cultivator, is stronger than any of them. If he wants to kill Yunli without taking action, but instigates them, there is obviously something fishy.
Secondly, Yunli's combat power is astonishing. In the unique environment, few people are her opponents.
In addition, most of the people present are of the Yuan Hou level and are about to ascend. At this time, protecting their lives and waiting for the ascension is the most important thing.
Yinhua was not discouraged, as if he didn't see the ridicule in their eyes, and continued: "Do you know where she came from? Phoenix."
"Phoenix!"
"The mythical beast Phoenix!"
Everyone was excited and no longer calm as before.
A hint of sarcasm flashed across Yinhua's lips. As long as the temptation is strong enough, even gods, let alone mythical beasts, can be pulled down.
She raised the corners of her lips and said quietly: "It's all thanks to that 'jail'..."
In the inn, Yunli fiddled with the jade rosary, "How did we start it at that time?"
Along the way to Kuocang Mountain, she tried all kinds of methods, and even imitated the original environment, but still failed.
Wei Lin frowned slightly and said, "Perhaps the direction is wrong. Could it be a magic weapon of a ghost cultivator?"
"It's possible!"
Yunli's eyes lit up. If he could show people his past life experience, it was naturally not an earthly artifact, but a magical artifact.
However, all magical weapons need to be activated. The Eastern Continent Jue Ling cannot be a monk's magical weapon, so it is most likely a ghost cultivator's magical weapon.
But, how did they activate the ghost cultivator's magic weapon?
In the midst of doubts, Wei Lin stretched out his hand: "Give me a try."
Yunli suddenly thought of his extremely yin life soul. Could it be that the jade rosary that day was activated by the yin energy in his senior brother's body?
The answer to this question soon came. Wei Lin took the jade rosary and adjusted the angle skillfully. After a while, the catkins in the bead bloomed and withered again, and the world slowly disappeared from the senses...
Yao Hanguo, the ninth year of Xuande.
On a late autumn night, the moon was cold and frosty, but the Weiyang Palace where the Queen lived was brightly lit, and the woman's hoarse shouts echoed in the palace.
Emperor Xuande, who was wearing a dragon robe, sat at the head of the table, fingering the string of beads unconsciously. The eunuchs and maids in the room held their breaths and did not dare to breathe.
"Your Highness, you can't go in!"
"Step aside!"
"Your Highness, please don't embarrass me. Your Majesty has ordered that no one is allowed to..."
In the tense atmosphere, there was a sudden noise at the door, and with the sound of pushing and shouting, a young man in a blue and white brocade robe broke in and stared blankly in the direction of the inner room.
"What are you doing here?"
Emperor Xuande's angry voice sounded particularly terrifying in the closed room. The eunuchs and maids all knelt down and shouted: "Your Majesty, please calm down!"
The second prince Ji Yun came to his senses, lifted his robe, knelt down, and replied loudly: "My son, I have something unclear about my homework, and I would like to ask my father to clarify my confusion."
Emperor Xuande's face turned cold and he said expressionlessly: "Do you think I am in the mood to answer your questions now?"
Ji Yun lowered his head and answered casually, with a bit of perfunctory tone in his tone: "It's because I didn't think carefully."
Emperor Xuande became even more angry and was about to roar when a loud baby cry sounded in the inner room. Both father and son were attracted and looked over.
After a while, the maid in charge, dressed in a red dress, came out with the child in her arms and said happily: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, the Queen has given birth to a princess."
A flash of nervousness flashed in Emperor Xuande's eyes, and he handed the string of beads to the eunuch who was accompanying him, and stretched out his hand: "Let me hug you."
The aunt in charge was even more happy and responded respectfully. She stepped forward and found someone kneeling in the center of the room. After a closer look, she saw that it was Ji Yun, the second prince born to Concubine Luo.
She couldn't help but wonder. To prevent any accidents, His Majesty had already sent away all the concubines who came to visit. How could the Second Prince be here?
Looking at his face again, it was also very strange. His eyes were fixed on the princess in her arms, his face was as pale as paper, and his whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning.
Thoughts were swirling in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. The aunt in charge handed the child into Emperor Xuande's hands steadily and stepped aside.
"Ah——" Before she could stand still, she heard a short scream. The aunt in charge's heart trembled. She quickly looked over and saw Emperor Xuande standing up suddenly, with a look of horror on his face. The newborn princess had been thrown out by him. .
The mind of the aunt in charge went blank. She stepped forward, but her outstretched hand was empty. Just when she thought she was about to finish, a pair of hands reached out from below and caught the baby before it hit the ground.
It's the second prince!
The aunt in charge breathed a sigh of relief and raised her eyes to see Emperor Xuande. She saw him bending down, taking off the swaddling clothes and looking at the little princess carefully for a while, then raised her head and said with a cold face: "Go and invite..."
"Father, I have something important to report!" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ji Yun's raised voice, "I request to see the Holy Spirit alone."
The trembling Emperor Xuande came to his senses and looked at Ji Yun on the ground with slightly narrowed eyes.
Ji Yun raised his eyes and looked directly into his eyes without evading them.
The eunuchs and maids in the room all noticed that the father and son were unusual. They held their breath and wished they could bury their heads in the floor.
The oppressive atmosphere lasted for an unknown amount of time before Emperor Xuande finally spoke: "You guys get out."
The eunuch and the maid hurriedly exited as if they had received an amnesty. The aunt in charge deliberately slowed down when passing by the second prince, but saw that he had no intention of handing over the princess. Although she hesitated, she went out honestly.
Silence fell in the room.
Ji Yun took a deep breath, suppressed his chaotic thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "Father, this matter cannot be reported to the Imperial Master. I have a way to save Yao Han."
"Do you know who she is?" Emperor Xuande's voice was without any warmth.
Ji Yun looked at the baby with red and wrinkled skin in the swaddle, feeling the coolness rippling deep in his mind, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes: "Princess Xiyue."
"How did you know?"
Ji Yun pursed his lips, quickly cleared up the embarrassment in his heart, and replied: "I guessed it. The father, the emperor, and the queen have a deep love for each other, and love the house as much as the bird. The father, the emperor, will naturally love the little... sister born from the mother and the queen."
He paused for a moment, suppressed the slight tremor in his voice, and continued: "Counting the time, it has been a hundred years since the Longqing Kingdom was destroyed, and it is time for Princess Xiyue to be reincarnated. The combination of the two can make the father frighten and miss. If I throw my little sister, it can only be Princess Xiyue."
Emperor Xuande had a sullen face and an incomprehensible expression. After a long time, he said: "You are quite attentive."
Ji Yun looked at the swaddled baby. It was no different from an ordinary baby. Why did his father recognize it at a glance?
Although he knew it would arouse suspicion, he still raised his eyes and asked tentatively: "I wonder how my father recognized her?"
Perhaps the impact of the country's imminent subjugation was too great. Emperor Xuande was not in the mood to be suspicious of anything else. He said with a cold face: "Did you see the little red dot between her eyebrows?"
Ji Yun lowered his head and took a closer look. Sure enough, there was a pinpoint-sized red dot between his eyebrows. The baby's skin was so red that it was easy to ignore it at a glance.
However, during the Nanming period, Ah Yue's forehead was very smooth, with no red spots at all.
"This little red dot will dissipate in seven days. This is the preliminary way to identify Princess Xiyue. The detailed identification must be done by the national master."
Ji Yun frowned. The red spot that was so obvious when he was a baby was probably a cinnabar mole when he grew up. It shouldn't disappear as soon as it grows.
From this point of view, this identification method is very accurate and basically does not require a second identification by a national master.
He clarified his thoughts and said the solution he had been thinking about for many years: "Father, Xiyue is not devouring the destiny of the country. Our royal family knows this very well, and some aristocratic families also know this very well.
In Erchen's view, her birth is not only a reminder to us, but also gives us an opportunity to reverse course!
During the time of Dongjing Kingdom, Princess Huaiyang and her consort tried to change, but they discovered it too late. In less than four years, they could do too little.
We are different now. The last time she was born in Long Qingguo, she lived to be nineteen years old, so we now have at least twenty-four years.
There is so much that can be done in twenty-four years, such as rectifying the government, improving people's livelihood, and strengthening the army. When we have strengthened the army and the people have returned home, are we still afraid that the country will be subjugated? "
Emperor Xuande's eyes flashed slightly. For more than 20,000 years, in so many countries, it's not that no one has thought of this method. It's just that the imperial master paid close attention to her. If she didn't report it, the imperial master would blame her later...
His eyes swept across the inner room, and several elongated shadows were reflected on the richly blooming rosewood screen. They were the queen's maids and nuns, helping the sleeping queen clean up.
Outside the house, the palace maids, eunuchs, doctor Wenpo and others who had exited were all standing in the courtyard.
In recent years, royal families in various countries have been very vigilant about the birth of children. Even if an unpopular concubine gives birth, the emperor will personally watch over it.
In addition, except for necessary personnel, no one else is allowed to approach, and the number of insiders is limited, so the possibility of leakage is much smaller than before.
More importantly, starting from the Nanming Kingdom two hundred years ago, Princess Xiyue's lifespan has changed. A hundred years ago, the Longqing Kingdom unexpectedly lived to be nineteen years old, a full six hundred years earlier than the previous pattern.
Will she live longer this time?
Emperor Xuande clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "She should be hungry, so take her out to feed her. You also go back. As the emperor's brother, you must be well prepared for the three baptisms in three days."
Ji Yun's body stiffened for a moment, and then he replied: "Yes!"
He slowly walked out of the palace door with the baby in his arms and looked up at the sky. The autumn moon hung high, as bright and clear as the first sight of the Mid-Autumn Festival that year. The moonlight fell from the gaps in the sycamore leaves above her head and fell into her clear apricot eyes. His figure is reflected on the ground...
"Father, can I give her a nickname? How about Jiao Jiao?"
Emperor Xuande was slightly startled. Since he wanted to hide his identity, the title Xi Yue could no longer be used, and the character Yue could not be used either. It would be a good idea to give him a nickname.
Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "Okay."
In the side hall, Jiao Jiao puffed up bubbles after finishing her feeding and then fell asleep. Ji Yun looked at her sleeping face, a tasteless sadness bloomed on his lips, brother and sister...
Boom boom boom!
After a gentle knock on the door, the voice of the personal chamberlain Xiao Xizi sounded outside the door: "Your Highness, it's getting late, we have to go back."
Ji Yun ignored him and sat quietly next to the cradle, looking down at the ground not far away. After a long time, he opened his mouth and his voice was so soft that he almost whispered: "I have been waiting for you in Huangquan for more than a hundred years. You Why didn't you come?"
What answered him was the sweet breathing of a baby.
Early the next morning, Ji Yun ate a few mouthfuls and hurried to Weiyang Palace. As soon as he reached the door, he heard crying suddenly coming from inside. His heart tightened, and he quickly walked in and bumped into a eunuch who came out.
Seeing the person he bumped into, the eunuch hurriedly confessed: "This slave deserves to die!"
"What happened?" Ji Yun's heart was high.
"The Queen is bleeding profusely and has died!"
"What?"
Ji Yun couldn't believe it. When he left last night, he heard that the queen had woken up once and had taken ginseng soup. How could he suddenly bleed heavily?
The eunuch was in a hurry to run an errand, so he said, "I will go to the various palaces to report the news," and ran away in a hurry.
Ji Yun captured another young eunuch and asked, "Where is the little princess?"
"The little princess just finished feeding and fell asleep. The eldest princess clamored to see the Queen, but Aunt Ganoderma stopped her..."
Just as he was talking, he saw a group of people dragging a few bloody corpses out. Ji Yun, the eunuch and maid of Weiyang Palace, didn’t know many of them, but he knew the eunuch, Wen Po, and several aunts and eunuchs in charge. They were all dead. .
"Is this what they are?"
"The empress passed away, and your majesty angered them for not doing their best..."
Ji Yun felt a chill in his heart and instantly understood what the massive bleeding was about.
