That Your Majesty.
There are only three people in the world who can be called Your Majesty, and Ao Xuehua naturally knows which one she is referring to.
"Father knows that I have fought side by side with him." Ao Xuehua did not choose to answer directly, but started with the word "father".
"So, after he returned home and ascended the throne of thorns, my father wrote to me specifically and asked the same question as you."
"What do you think of His Majesty?" Ao Xuehua was unspeakably serious at this time.
"Then, my answer now is the same as the answer I gave to my father."
"He is the most dangerous person I have ever seen in the world."
"Any wealth in this world, incomparable prestige, supreme status, alluring beauty, unrivaled cultivation."
"To him, everything is like picking something up, within easy reach."
"Yet, he was so careless about it all."
Ao Xuehua softly said the conclusion in eight words:
“Take as you please and throw away as you please.”
"Although it is said that if you have no desires, you will be strong."
"But let such a powerful emperor play with the world like this."
"No one knows what kind of disaster he will bring to this world." Ao Xuehua said every word. They were in the corner of the stand. As His Highness the Third Prince said, there were few people here.
Therefore, only in this place where "there are few people here" can Ao Xuehua recite word for word the original letter she wrote to the Emperor of Os.
"Perhaps in the near future." Ao Xuehua sighed: "Your countries will fight against each other."
"At that time, whether Xiaojiu can let go of the old friendship will be of great significance to your empire."
"If that time comes, Aos will also use all his strength to help." Then Ao Xuehua's next words were not in the name of a friend, but in the name of the princess.
"No one is happy to see the ancient empire established by the original emperor unify the world again."
Ye Qing was silent.
What Ao Xuehua said was too sincere and too true.
So the girl could only bite her lower lip slightly, her teeth leaving clear marks on her plain white lips: "Why?"
Ye Qing murmured: "You all said so."
"At first, it was very difficult for me to finally be willing to believe him."
"Start seeing him as someone I can rely on and trust."
"Why, in the blink of an eye he became the biggest enemy."
"There are no eternal friends between countries, only eternal interests." Ao Xuehua replied calmly.
When saying this, the Zhanxue president looked cold and showed no expression at all: "If one day, a young and powerful emperor is born in Os."
"You will also join forces to contain it."
Then Ao Xuehua sighed and used the original name for that person:
"It is undeniable that when Xi Che was still in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli."
“He was a mentor and friend who deserved to be loved.”
"But when he finally took control of an empire, no one could be his true friend."
Ye Qing spoke again unwillingly, his voice trembling slightly: "If he comes in front of you now, how will you treat him?"
"If he comes in the spring of the fourth year of the Qingli calendar, then I wouldn't mind inviting him to swim on Broken Star Lake together and drink three whites to say goodbye." Ao Xuehua smiled. This was the smile of a princess, proud and cruel. "If Emperor Tianqi comes in person."
The princess's teeth were exposed, white as ice and snow: "Then, this city doesn't mind being called regicide."
Ye Qing's expression changed slightly, and he was about to speak again when he suddenly felt something and looked up at the high platform in the center.
In fact, she was not the only one. Ge Sheng, Ao Xuehua, and even His Highness the Third Prince, who had been calmly stroking the cat beside him, all turned their attention there.
Ye Luan, the third princess of Lanye, was there, giving her welcome speech.
At this time, there were clouds and mist in the sky.
When the clouds disperse, there is wind.
It's a breeze.
It is the lightest and clearest wind.
It was a thin blade as thin as frost, less than an arm long, and as thin as paper.
It comes from an unknown distance, just like the long wind.
It didn't scare a single bird, but it chopped up countless clouds.
Therefore, a faint track is left in the sky.
Many people in the city raised their heads and looked in that direction, with different expressions.
But that thin blade is so fast!
Since the cotton-like clouds dispersed, the silver thin blade could appear in front of him.
The distance is more than a hundred miles! However, it was too late to blink.
It goes straight forward, selflessly and fearlessly.
When Ge Sheng raised his eyes, he couldn't help being extremely surprised.
Because it's too familiar.
He saw the thin blade hit the invisible barrier of Ye Ye College.
Then the invisible soap bubble collapsed upon touching it, and countless magical crumbs that normal people couldn't see were scattered on the ground like falling snow.
He watched the thin blade continue to move forward, heading straight for the distant high platform.
There were many people there, but Ge Sheng knew who its target was with just one look.
Because there couldn't be anyone else.
The blood of Qingluan, the third princess, Your Highness Ye Luan.
Ge Sheng wanted to move, but he could only see it and was too late to move.
Ye Qing could also notice it, but she had no time to move.
The speed of that thin blade has exceeded the limit of ordinary people's imagination, and the barrier guarded by the academy is like a soap bubble blown by a child in front of it.
Then, Ge Sheng saw a black shadow flash and pass away.
The thin blade breaks off.
Change of direction.
The wind passed through Ge Sheng's hairline, and an inaudible sound came from the back of his head.
How much time has passed?
You can imagine a hummingbird flapping its wings.
Or, a drop of water falls to the ground and breaks into splashes.
In the blink of an eye, in an instant.
Everything has begun, everything has ended.
In the dense forest not far away, the green-haired woman quietly removed her fingers from her shining bow string, and her long ears poked out the tips of her hair.
In the venue, behind Ye Luan, the old man with white hair and beard loosened his clasped fingers.
However, for more people, they only saw a fleeting silver light, like a dream.
Then, the huge, blue-green conference vault shattered, and white ice shards fell from the sky like heavy snow.
At the back of the venue, the ice sculpture carefully crafted by the Feixin Gym had two huge, narrow wounds carved out of it. Then, as if a giant hammer struck from the top, the ice sculpture shattered into pieces and turned into snow-white ice crystal powder in an instant. Huge like white mountains.
And what created everything was just that silver light.
Ge Sheng did not look back, but the falling snow was flying around him.
It's not winter, and falling snow is not something to be happy about.
The ice sculpture shattered behind him, and then the white snow carried by the wind flew up.
If the broken thin blade was deflected even a little bit, Ge Sheng's neck would be cut off easily.
That was an assassination, that was a sudden assassination.
Ge Sheng realized what happened at the next moment.
Someone didn't know how far away, perhaps on the other side of the lake, and raised his hand to draw the thin blade.
The thin blade brought up the wind, shattered the clouds, penetrated the barrier with one blow, and shattered the ice and snow vault of the assembly with one blow, just to assassinate the princess standing in the center of the high platform.
But it was unsuccessful. Someone rushed to cut it off before it came into contact with Ye Luan, changing its trajectory, forcing its broken blade to fly upwards, breaking the ice sculpture behind Ge Sheng, and disappeared into an unreachable distance.
"Yes." Even if no one in this world knows what it is, Ge Sheng is not included in the list.
He took a deep breath and said those three words that he couldn't believe.
"Tiandao Sword!"
