Jingle harem, school grounds.
"Hands out."
Looking at Xie Chenyuan who was a little embarrassed, Queen Shan Sheng said kindly.
"Uncle...aunt, your hand...your hand is here."
Wangqiu was not here, and the future parents-in-law in front of him were so kind to him, which made Xie Chenyuan, who always treated others generously, couldn't help but feel a lot nervous.
"After Wang took charge of the country, he studied Xie's natal magical power. The so-called foreseeing the future is just a retrospective memory of the living before death. The purer the bloodline, the more complete and clear the retrospective memory. According to Emperor Yankang According to what my father-in-law said, this kind of memory recall can even indirectly affect all those who have the blood of the Xie family in the past."
"Based on the way the Xie family behaved during the reign of Emperor Xianle and Emperor Jingle, we have every reason to suspect that the Xie family in Shengjing has been continuously putting into practice a certain unknown future a long time ago, and made it possible from now on. The variables have become fixed, and perhaps even Emperor Xianle and Emperor Jingle may inadvertently become the target of a future member of the Xie family."
Caressing the back of Xie Chenyuan's hand, Queen Shansheng spoke lightly.
"Auntie, this is too scary. How could there be such a bloodline that can affect the distant past? You must be kidding me."
Xie Chenyuan felt a thorn in her back, and she didn't know why Queen Shan Sheng wanted to tell her this in private.
"Your uncle and I don't believe this either. A good girl like you doesn't look like the kind of mastermind behind the scenes that has been planned for eternity. It's just as the old saying goes, it's better to believe in something than something that doesn't exist."
"For this reason, I have a lot of headaches. Before you and Qiu'er were born, your mother was about to marry me. But how can I still be unclear about young people? It quenches my thirst but it's not sweet at all. I was often teased by Mingzhen's guy at that time. Later, when my brain got hot, I didn't want to care about it. Although escaping was shameful, it was useful. At that time, I thought about doing the best. After all, everyone wants the magical power of predicting the future without paying any price. The worst thing is to break off the engagement or be divorced. Then I will just be a hands-off shopkeeper and let Qiu'er have the headache."
Speaking of some old events from those years, Queen Shan Sheng had a look of sadness on her face.
"Aunt, in fact, you don't need to explain to me. Didn't Xiaoqiu say that he will deal with the marriage certificates you gave me? I...I don't really mind having more sisters in the future."
Speaking of this, Xie Chenyuan became timid for a moment, and a smoky pink color appeared on his face.
"You are magnanimous. If it were me, if that guy Mingzhen dared to have several women serve one husband like the previous Emperor Jing Le, I would have to castrate him alive."
Queen Shansheng, who had heard privately that Xie Chenyuan had a palace-like appearance, couldn't help but laugh.
"Auntie, do you have anything else to do?"
Xie Chenyuan, who knew that Aunt Shansheng always spoke freely, wanted to resign.
"Zang Feng San Yun is an accessory I wore in my previous life. You can keep it while the time is right. Girls must have a decent pendant."
Queen Shan Sheng thought for a while and took out a pair of 100% new tassel earrings from her sleeves.
"Previous life?"
Looking at Queen Shansheng, Xie Chenyuan, who did not take the earrings immediately, had a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"Hey! Are you being serious? The previous life was the previous life. I am now Queen Shan Sheng, and only Queen Shan Sheng. In addition to the quasi-saint body that I was born with, and a little bit of insignificant magic power, I have inherited all the Heavenly Palace of No Desires. Wealth and the memory of being a Miao Xiang God in the previous life are just looking at flowers in the mist and looking at the moon in the water."
When mentioning the so-called past life, Queen Shan Sheng just happily opened her palms and manifested the thirty-six fairy palaces, seventy-two treasure halls, one hundred and eight caves, three hundred and sixty-five blessed lands, and one hundred thousand that she had in her previous life. The eight thousand temples are filled with incense and endless shadows.
Xie Chenyuan took a slight breath when she looked at the victorious queen who was so close to others.
I thought that the national power of Mingzhen's dynasty would be about the same as that of Xianle's dynasty, but looking at the shining man in the sky in front of me and the deep-sea wealth of Aunt Shansheng, Xie Chenyuan only understood today why Mingzhen's uncle often went out of his way to control the situation. Worried about spending money.
"Anyway, keep your things well. It's not a problem to save your life in front of the saint at the critical moment. I've put the clothes you and Qiu'er used to salute you in the one-inch mountain and river realm in the wind. Also, you are wearing better clothes than your mother. Stay simple and dress up when you go out. Although Qiu'er doesn't judge people by their appearance, girls can't not dress up at all..."
Before leaving, Queen Shansheng held Xie Chenyuan's hand. No matter how she looked at her satisfied future daughter-in-law, she couldn't help but break her lips a lot.
At this moment, the sunlight was fading, and it was already approaching dusk.
"Shan Sheng gave you a good son, Ming Zhen."
On top of the city tower, beside Emperor Mingzhen, there was an imperial figure wearing a thirty-six glazed crown.
"If you hadn't taken action to confuse the secrets of heaven, I'm afraid my son would have been kidnapped by the saint when he was born."
Emperor Mingzhen crossed his arms and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"There is no need to be polite when passing on the mantle."
The real and fake emperor, whose index finger was tied with a red silk thread, laughed loudly.
"So, Taixuan has learned your skills?"
The emperor, who was wearing thirty-six glazed crowns, had a look of surprise on his face.
"Not just his, but mine too."
Emperor Jingu, who was dressed in a long robe, was lying on the railing, swinging the wine gourd around his waist.
"Is this happening?"
Emperor Mingzhen twitched his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that it was wrong for Wangqiu to leave at this time.
"Yes, here comes a silly dad."
The true and false emperor sneered.
"It's not easy to hide it so deeply."
Emperor Jingu shook his head and sighed.
"Young people have young people's ideas. Just pretend to be confused because you understand."
After checking the account, the emperor could only say something careless in his heart.
"You think, considering the three paths of history, truth and falsehood, modern and ancient, does the Wang family have pure motives?"
Jingu Emperor, who had the highest cultivation level present, glanced at Wangqiu, who was gathering his entourage in the distance, and his intuition told him that Wang's son might not be as harmless as he seemed.
"A gentleman hides his weapon in his body and waits for it to be used. There are two different concepts: not having a sword in his hand and having a sword but not using it."
The True and False Emperor, who had always been protective of his little son, had not waited for the True Emperor to excuse his eldest son, but he was quite active in defending him.
"Can anyone tell me how far His Highness the Crown Prince, who needs us old bones to confuse the secrets of heaven since his birth, will reach in the future?"
Emperor Shi, whose head was as big as a bucket, half covered his face, and did not care about drinking tea. He just looked sharply at Emperor Jingle who was squatting next to the stone pillar.
"Everyone, is it possible that His Highness the Crown Prince has even learned my skill as a magic stick?"
Emperor Jingle, who covered his eyes with a white scarf, smiled bitterly.
"Do you think it's time for Jingle to lock down the country?"
Feeling that the basket that Wangqiu had stabbed in the future had torn them apart and smashed them into pieces, Emperor Jingu tentatively asked the emperors who were still breathing. All the emperors were silent, especially as the founder of the country. Emperor Mingzhen as his old father.
