night.
Nansang Palace.
The night lights in Qingning Palace are bright.
In the specially arranged chess room in the side hall, an old man and a young man sit next to the chessboard and play chess.
The old man dropped the last piece, and his majestic voice sounded, "You lost again."
Yan Changkong lowered his eyes, "The emperor's grandfather is very good at chess, but my grandson is willing to fall behind."
"You are not good at chess, but you are not calm." The Supreme Emperor snorted.
After a brief silence, Yan Changkong spoke in a low voice, "Grandfather, are you determined to do this? The people are innocent -"
"Humph, the kindness of a woman!" The Supreme Emperor snorted coldly, and his face darkened, "Those who achieve great things should avoid being indecisive! A general's achievements are worth tens of thousands of bones, let alone the supreme power of the emperor! When I, Nan Sang, rule the world for hundreds of years, The world will only remember the achievements of the king, and no one will remember the methods used behind the scenes to kill so many people! Over the past hundreds of years, the Central Plains Continent has been divided and ruled by various countries, and there have been many endless disputes! Only by achieving unification and uniting all people, This is the real peace in the world!”
After that, he softened his tone and said sincerely, "Kong'er, the sky was filled with auspicious clouds when you were born. The Imperial Master praised you for being a person of honor and destiny, and you will be able to lead Nansang to a prosperous age in the future. You have also been smart since you were a child, and you have always been the best among your peers. Outstanding, unparalleled.
The magic weapon that all countries seek is found by you when you were playing in a secret place accidentally when you were young. How much blessing is it to have this opportunity?
Since then, the imperial grandfather has designated you as the future supreme candidate of Nansang. He has put all the best things in front of you and paved the splendid road for you to reach the top earlier...
Kong'er, you better not disappoint the emperor's grandfather. "
Yan Changkong lowered his head, clenched his hands tightly on his knees, and swore against his will, "Grandfather, please calm down. My grandson will definitely remember his teachings and will never let you down."
Walking out of Qingning Palace, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse outside. The crescent moon hanging in the night sky seems to be stained with thick water vapor, and its outline is hazy.
Yan Changkong walked steadily along the white marble palace road, his back straight. Until he was out of the visible range of Qingning Palace, he suddenly stretched out his hand to hold on to the carved white jade railing to support his body that suddenly lost strength. His face was as dim as the moonlight.
He stood there quietly for a long time while the night wind blew. After he suppressed the messy emotions in his heart, he slowly left.
In the Qingning Palace, the Supreme Emperor was still sitting next to the chessboard, but behind him was a silver-haired old man in a wide gray robe. Although he was old, he was energetic and had wise and penetrating eyes.
"Kong'er is still too young. Although he is extremely talented, his heart is not strong enough. After being a hostage in the exile for several months, he did not develop any hatred. On the contrary, he softened his heart." The Supreme Emperor closed his eyes and casually twisted the black hair in his hand. Throwing it into the chess box with force, the jade stones collided with each other and made a crisp sound.
The old man bowed with a respectful attitude, "Don't worry, my emperor. As long as Su Jiuni is eliminated, the prince's path forward will be clear. Everything will fall into place and it will be unstoppable."
"When you look at the stars, is Su Jiuni really the goddess of heaven?"
"I dare not deceive our emperor. The prince was auspicious when he was born, and the star of the Supreme Emperor suddenly appeared. At that time, the star chart was determined, and the prince will surely reach the top of the Supreme Emperor in the future." The old man paused and frowned, "If nothing unexpected happens, Nan Sang Great things will happen. But a few years later, another star suddenly appeared in the sky. At first, the light was dim and unnoticed. Later, the star became brighter. By the time I noticed it, it was already too late. The star had shifted and was disrupted. The original astrolabe. It would be fine if she was from Nansang, but——"
The Supreme Emperor slowly opened his eyes, with a cold light floating in his eyes, "Whether she is the goddess of heaven or not, she is still a serious problem for me, Nan Sang. Unless she dies, I dare not use the magic weapon in my hand easily. Su Jiuni, we must get rid of her!"
midnight.
The wing room in the main courtyard of the Prince's Mansion.
The young man on the high bed had his eyes closed and his brows furrowed. He was not sleeping peacefully, and there was a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead.
Yan Changkong knew that he was in a nightmare, but he just couldn't open his eyes and wake up.
In the nightmare, he was like a wandering soul, watching the vicissitudes of the Central Plains continent for more than ten years as a bystander.
The big countries of Dongpu, Beixiang, and Xiling were destroyed one after another. Darong and Dayue were also trampled through the cities by Nansang cavalry. The remaining small countries were unable to compete and were forced to surrender.
In this dream, Nan Sang was full of majesty.
He saw himself wearing golden armor and leading troops to conquer the country, opening up territory for Nansang, and unifying all the countries in the Central Plains as predicted by the national master.
With magic soldiers to rely on, it only took him ten years.
The world was unified.
Sit in that supreme position.
In the past ten years, he has seen countless familiar faces.
Emperor Pu of Dongpu, Queen of Xiling, King of Mobei, Nangong Qingyu... all committed suicide after the country was defeated, or died on the battlefield while leading their troops to fight against the enemy.
Even in the place of exile, after he set foot on that land in person after being incorporated into Nansang's territory, what he saw was a completely different scene from what he sees now.
Long before the world was unified, Wangque Tower was defeated. Bai Xiaofeng, who knew everything in the world, died in an ambush by the Mohist traitors, with thousands of arrows piercing his heart.
Hu Kuan, the leader of Pier 12, was prosperous and died in the water. He died in the Qinghe River. When he was fished out, he was already a rotting floating corpse.
Du Buguo died earlier. When he sneaked up to Wangque Tower in his early years, he died in the hands of Bai Xiaofeng. Later, no one mentioned his name.
Bai Kui, the north lord of Fengyun City, disappeared after Fengyun City was consolidated. His son Bai Yu disappeared with him, leaving no trace in his dream.
There is also Huo Ziheng, who suffered from poisoning at the age of 40. He and his wife died in a broken house in Beishan, where they died. The couple died with no family or children.
He met almost everyone he met in Tubei Village.
Except the Su family.
Except Su Jiuni.
After the reunification of the Central Plains, he flourished for five years.
The divine soldiers suddenly rioted.
He died in the hands of the magic weapon Mo Cang and died in Ling Chi.
Only five years after the unification of Nansang, the country was destroyed.
The mainland fell into chaos again, and the surrounding powers marched in, burning, killing, and looting the people of the Central Plains, and carving up the territory of the Central Plains.
"Ah!" Yan Changkong suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, panting violently, his eyes scarlet red.
He didn't dare to recall the last scene of the dream, with corpses everywhere, mourners everywhere, and rivers of blood!
"It's a dream, it's a dream..." He murmured in panic, patting his head to wake himself up, "It's a dream, it's all fake..."
all fake.
There was no Su Jiuni in that dream, it was a lie.
is fake!
"Come here! Come here!" Yan Changkong got out of bed, even forgetting to put on his shoes, and hurried out.
The guard outside the door immediately rushed in and was frightened when he saw his appearance. "Prince, what's wrong with you? It's already the second watch outside. Where are you going so late?"
"Go to the iron prison!" Yan Changkong's hands were shaking violently, and his eyes were extremely dark, "I want to see Mo Cang!"
"Prince, Mo Cang's situation is getting more and more out of control now. He needs to be prepared first, otherwise it will be too dangerous! Please wait a moment, the younger one will go get something first!"
"quick!!"
Chang Sui didn't dare to delay, so he took out a small box from the secret compartment of the bedroom, checked that it contained the removed scalp, and then handed the small box to Yan Changkong's hand.
The master and servant hurriedly entered the palace and headed straight to the deserted palace in the north.
