In the middle of the night, Zhan Changfeng rested in the middle hall behind the Changsheng Temple. When he was drowsy, he fell into a dream...
"Your Highness, you are back!" The steward in front of the dormitory hall led the palace people to greet him. The number of people who came from afar seemed to have decreased a lot after not seeing him for a year.
Zhan Changfeng handed the sword to the attendant with a gentle expression, "Where is Changsheng?"
The steward replied happily, "The Second Highness is going to prepare a medicinal bath for you."
The dormitory was as warm as spring, and the fragrance was lingering. The snow that fell on my shoulders turned into water, making it a bit damp.
Zhan Changfeng walked towards the inner hall and asked about the current situation in the palace. Yi Changsheng happened to come out and saw the wet marks on her body. He frowned lightly and said, "You are still the same as before."
Zhan Changfeng heard the meaning in her words and just smiled, "It's just snow."
Yi Changsheng also knew that this person liked snow, and even if it got all over his body, he wouldn't deliberately use his zhenqi to evaporate it, so he didn't say anything more and led her to the edge of the bathtub to help her undress and take off her belt.
The water vapor is dense and blurred, and the petals are dotted with the charming pond.
However, it seems that the Emperor Ji of Dashang will never be associated with this kind of artistic conception. She is lying on the edge of the pool, with three thousand black hair floating in the water, her expression is lazy, but there is a hidden coldness in her eyes.
Yi Changsheng poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her, but he talked about the trends of Daqian and even the various princes and dynasties.
For a long time, Zhan Changfeng held his chin and called out "Changsheng".
Yi Changsheng's nerves tensed up when he heard this, and he was dragged into the pool in the next breath.
"Here you go again!" He was a well-educated person, and he couldn't find the words to complain. At this moment, he could only stare in anger.
Your Highness is the kind of person who can be serious even if she does something bad. She leaned on the edge of the pool and ran her slender fingers across the water. The water was so blue that it seemed to fill the entire sky, "I am not meeting you. If you feel tired, I'll refresh you."
This is true. The medicinal bath she has been using since she was a child contains many natural and earthly treasures. It cleanses the tendons, cuts the marrow, warms and nourishes the bones. It has excellent effects.
But Yi Changsheng was silent. The person reflected in the water looked energetic, "You can't use one reason three times. You can change it next time."
His Highness raised his eyebrows in surprise, "So Changsheng, you are still looking forward to the next time."
"..."
Zhan Changfeng finished his bath and wore a crescent-colored gown with simple patterns, a jade belt with gold embroidered clouds around his waist, and a snow-white fox fur. Heizi sat cross-legged on the beauty's couch. Su Qingge opposite him changed his body. Wearing a plum blossom-patterned gauze robe, she plays chess with a white child.
As the situation on the chessboard gradually opened up, the conversation between the two became more and more in-depth.
The princes of the eight countries were in rebellion, and Han Wei was directly destroyed by Zhan Changfeng. Zheng, Yan, Qi, and Qing became more honest as a result. However, Qin annexed Zhou and planned to fight until the end.
There is no love without reason in this world, and of course there is no hate without reason.
Maybe other people, and even the entire future generations will think that those princes followed the trend of the times, represented the exploited people, and held high the banner of righteousness.
However, in Zhan Changfeng's view, this is just a farce that has lasted for thousands of years.
"Your Highness, how about Shimen Pass?"
Zhan Changfeng was silent and Luozi.
This one seemed to be helpless under the siege of Bai Zi. Yi Changsheng could kill the black dragon with just one more blow, but she hesitated.
She simulated the next chess game and found that if she made a move to kill the big dragon, the half-dead game on the other side might be destroyed. If she continued to defend the half-dead game, the big dragon would soar to the sky.
When he looked at the person opposite him, he smiled calmly and calmly.
"I lost." Yi Changsheng put the pieces back into the chess jar.
"There is no win or loss, it's just a moment of calm." Zhan Changfeng closed his eyes slightly, "I am rushing back to the imperial capital this time to let Huiye Fengyu handle the Qingzhou immigration matter. I'm afraid there will be some trouble. You can't wait. Go and watch."
Yi Changsheng agreed, thought for a moment, and wrote a line of words on the table with his finger. Zhan Changfeng curled his lips and smiled.
The news of the Emperor's return to the palace has already spread, and all countries are turning their attention to the direction of the Imperial Capital. It seems destined that a storm will arise there and sweep the entire era.
Zhan Changfeng was woken up by a ball of fur, and when he was about to destroy the thing close to him with his hand, he came back to his senses and changed it to caressing.
The little fox, who had a premonition of danger, curled up into a ball for a moment, felt the warmth on the top of his head, and called out cautiously. Seeing that she was not angry, he returned to his proud queen posture, enjoying her kneading.
But Zhan Changfeng just checked its bones and let it go after knowing that it was completely reborn.
The little fox pestered Zhan Changfeng for a while, but she was heartbroken and ignored its coquettishness. The little fox whined and whirled around in front of her, then went out to play like a girl.
Little did it know that Zhan Changfeng was facing Yi Changsheng's meaningful "question".
"Your Highness, huh?"
"I'll bring you tea and water, okay?"
"Wen Neng is gentle and gentle, but Wu Neng is able to make decisions in the world, eh?"
"Zhan Changfeng, what are you subconsciously thinking?" Yi Changsheng asked a heart-breaking question that hit the nail on the head.
Zhan Changfeng's expression remained unchanged and his heart stopped beating, "This is not my dream alone. Why couldn't it be influenced by your subconscious mind?"
"Ask yourself if you believe this."
"I am you, how can you doubt yourself." Zhan Changfeng shut down his subconscious in disappointment.
Yi Changsheng: "Whatever you do, if you have the ability, don't hide it."
"I won't open my heart to someone who doubts me."
Zhan Changfeng brushed off the topic and said coldly, "It's definitely not easy to have such a dream before the founding of the country."
.....Yi Changsheng...Yi Changsheng chose to forgive her, Ying said, "There are some hints in it, which are consistent with the current situation and the predicted future. There are two points that are not certain yet. One is the Eight Kingdoms Chaos. Specifically, It refers to the various orthodox traditions on this level of the Holy Land, or those of the Celestial Dynasty."
Zhan Changfeng continued, "The great traditions at the level of the Holy Land include Buddha, Demon, Ghost, Demon, Human, Immortal and Divine. So what is the remaining one, Devouring Heaven?"
"It's hard to say. The immigration to Qingzhou should refer to my search for the ancestral lineage of Qiankun and my return to the wild. Fengyu may be the two people I will meet."
"Let's talk about Dashang. This word probably corresponds to the situation on the clone's side."
"The Great Shang Diji, the clone may become the young king of a dynasty. You can contact the clone to understand the situation and let her travel around the world as a merchant. You may have unexpected gains."
"Yeah." Zhan Changfeng discussed things with her, just like his left and right hands fighting each other, with a tacit understanding, smooth succession, and collisions with each other to get more ideas.
They speculated and calculated about the future situation for half the night, and planned step by step to understand that this journey was destined to be sailing against the current, and in an accident, she was not the only one to die.
Unable to sleep tonight, Ling Weichu was pacing under the city wall of Chengtian Capital. Wu Feiyu was playing with her Gu in Wu Valley, counting the weapons that were about to be put into use. Hua Jianci wanted to rest but found out again I haven’t read the story book for a long time. I will go to jail and drink on the roof...and Yu Sheng, who is already in another world, is walking up the hill, with the breeze and the bright moon, and a sigh flowing through the stars: everything should go well. Bar.
The monks in the wilderness are looking forward to the dawn, but also afraid of it. Tomorrow, everything will change.
