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In the monastery.
She fell into a coma and had nightmares one after another. There were dark shadows in her dreams that seemed familiar to her.
"Saitama, you must be more careful!"
She was walking in a long and narrow corridor, and it was so dark above that she couldn't see what was going on. When she looked back, it was full of chaos, and she could only continue to move forward. At the end of the long corridor, there was a small door, showing an ominous red color. She quickened her pace, and the warm liquid slid down her inner thighs, leaving blood marks one after another on the stone floor.
"Saitama, you must be more careful!"
She saw the sun shining in the courtyard full of cherry blossom trees, the air was filled with the fragrance of soil and cherry blossoms, the wind blew the trees, and the cherry petals fell like rain. There was a prince standing under the tree, smiling and looking at She has a friendly smile on her fat face. "Brother!" She whispered softly, and suddenly the sun disappeared. The huge wings covered the sky, and the scorching wind swept across the courtyard, igniting everything, including herself.
"Saitama, you must be more careful!"
Prince Youjian's face became haggard and sad, "After I die, you will be the only bloodline left by my father!" As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand to her. One moment he was still flesh and blood, and the next second he was It begins to disappear, the muscles lose color, then become translucent, and finally turn into flying dust, drifting away in the wind.
"Sister, it was you who killed me!" Dahairen stood in front of her and screamed: "You little bitch, you deceived me, murdered me, and then threw yourself into the arms of that Tang Gou. The throne originally belonged to Mine!" His face flowed down like melted wax, burning deep dents and exposing bits of white bones. "I am the true descendant of Amaterasu Omikami! The throne belongs to me!" He howled fiercely, stretched out his hands, and tried to catch her, but in the end he was reduced to ashes.
"Saitama, you won, but soon you will follow in my footsteps!" This time it was Brother Naka who appeared. He looked at Saitama with a sneer: "We are all descendants of Amaterasu, but you will The enemies of the Great Royal God have introduced themselves into their lair and killed their own brothers. By doing so, you have dimmed the glory of the Great Royal God, made his blood turbid, unable to protect his descendants, and will eventually harm himself." When she thought that the Zhongda Brotherhood and the previous few Just as they disappeared into the wind, Brother Zhong took off a mask from his face, revealing a familiar face.
"Emperor Sai Ming?" she exclaimed.
"Yes, it's me!" Emperor Saimei sneered: "Saitama, didn't you curse me with witchcraft? Now it's my turn! A demon will be born in your belly and devour you!" At this point , Emperor Qiming stretched out his right hand, holding a female doll in his hand. Emperor Qiming blew on the female doll, and the dark red air flow passed over the female doll, turning it into fly ash.
She felt heat inside her body, as if something terrible was burning in her womb. Her son was tall and majestic, with Wang Wenzuo's eyebrows, her smooth, thick hair, and almond-shaped brown-black eyes. He smiled at her and stretched out his arms to hug her, but when he opened his mouth, what came out was a torrent of flames. She felt severe pain all over her body. The invisible blade scratched her skin and tore it open. The blood flowed out, flooding her ankles and rising continuously. She struggled hard, but more and more blood flowed out, drowning her. …
Saitama woke up suddenly, his mouth full of bitterness.
"No, what's wrong with me?" she moaned, "No, stay away from me!"
"Your Majesty!" Po Wen came over, her face full of fear: "You are bleeding, the amount of blood is huge!"
"Child, how is the child?" Saitama's voice asked.
Just as Wen Po was about to answer, a fierce quarrel suddenly came from outside, and then the door was pushed open. Qiyu raised her head weakly. The person who came was none other than Wang Wenzuo. He walked to the bed and knelt down, grabbing her hand: "Saitama, how are you?"
"I, I -" Saitama was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and finally said: "This is a dirty place, you shouldn't come in!"
"I've already come in. Let's talk about whether it's dirty or not later!" He glanced at the couch, and the large amount of dark red blood made him frown. He turned back and said with a smile: "Saitama, you must get better and come back." With me, we will go to Lake Biwa together in the winter, we have agreed!"
"Well!" Qiyu could feel the tears falling from her cheeks. Wang Wenzuo wiped her tears and held her right hand tightly. This seemed to give Qiyu strength. She began to follow Wenpo's request and use all her strength. , trying to give birth to the child in her belly.
I don’t know how long it took, but as a powerful cry sounded, everyone in the room showed ecstasy on their faces.
"Your Majesty, Zuofu Dian, it's a boy, a boy!" Po Wen carefully held up a crying baby: "What a joy!"
"Okay, okay!" Wang Wenzuo, a first-time father, didn't know how to answer for a while. He just said six or seven "ok" in a row. Po Wen on the side quickly cut the umbilical cord and washed the baby with warm water that had been prepared. , then wrapped it in cloth and sent it to the exhausted mother: "Your Majesty, your eyebrows and eyebrows are exactly the same as the one you gave birth to. What a beautiful child!"
Saitama raised her head slightly, her pale face filled with a mother's unique happiness. She stared at the child, as if she wanted to engrave the child's appearance in her mind.
"What a wonderful child! It's a pity that I can't watch you grow up!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Wang Wenzuo was shocked and said quickly: "How can you say such ominous words? You just spent a little more energy, just rest for a few more days!"
"Haha!" Saitama laughed: "You don't know, I just saw Emperor Saiming in my dream. In order to let my brother ascend the throne, I secretly had her hair stolen and cursed her with witchcraft. Today She also cursed me, how could I survive!”
"You have thoughts every day and dreams every night. You are just scaring yourself!" Wang Wenzuo persuaded: "Besides, she is already dead, how can she curse you?"
"She turned into an evil spirit after death, why not?" Saitama sighed: "If you don't believe it, let the doctor diagnose her pulse!"
Wang Wenzuo waved his hand to summon the doctor. He stretched out his hand to take his pulse and his expression changed drastically after a moment. He stood up and shook his head at Wang Wenzuo: "Dian Zuofu, please forgive me for my incompetence!"
"Is it really hopeless?" Wang Wenzuo said anxiously: "I think her mind is still very clear——"
"This is just a return to life!" The doctor said with a bitter smile: "Your Majesty suffered a heavy haemorrhage during childbirth. It is a miracle that he was able to deliver the child safely. Maybe someone can have the magic of rejuvenation, but this villain is really incapable of doing anything. Please ask Zuofu Dian Punishment!”
"That's it!" Although Wang Wenzuo was angry, he was not angry at the doctor. He knelt in front of the bed and reached out to touch Qiyu's cheek, unable to speak with tears streaming down his cheeks. Saitama smiled and said: "Sanlang, you are like a strong man, but you are crying like this today. It is not in vain for me to be married to you. Anyway, while I still have some strength, I have one more thing to tell you!"
"Don't worry, I won't forget it!"
"You must let our child ascend the throne! I was still worried at first, but Emperor Saimei's curse dispelled my worries. Amaterasu God gave me life, and Amaterasu God took away my life. I can no longer I owe her!" Saitama's voice was urgent and weak, like a candle in the wind: "I know this is difficult, but Saburo, you must have a way, right?"
"Yes, I have a way!" Wang Wenzuo nodded, but his face was full of hesitation: "But do you really want this?"
"Yes, this is my last wish!" Saitama's eyes flashed with hope: "In the dream, I saw what the child would look like when he grew up. He was tall and mighty, with the same eyebrows as you, but with... His hair is as smooth and thick as mine, and his eyes are the same as mine. How much I love him! Just like all mothers love their children, I really hope to see him ascend the throne, marry a wife and have children, but it's a pity that I don't It’s not here!”
"No, there's still time!" Wang Wenzuo leaned down and held Qiyu in his arms: "Although it's too early to marry a wife and have children, a baby can also ascend the throne and become a king!"
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Outside Shitennoji Temple.
The sound of the copper horn pierced the sky. The warriors wearing armor and holding bows looked towards the main entrance in surprise. Is there any surprise?
The temple door opened, and soldiers wearing iron armor poured out of the door, lined up like wild goose wings, and the gorgeous brocade imperial flag fluttered. The warriors dismounted one after another. Everyone felt uneasy, but no one dared to ask.
The last person to come out was Wang Wenzuo, holding a baby in his arms and holding a white horse in his other hand. Behind him was a gorgeous chariot. Qiyu was lying on the chariot, his breath was weak, but his eyes were surprisingly sharp, staring at Wang Wenzuo's back with reluctance in his eyes.
"Your Majesty has just given birth to a boy!" Wang Wenzuo's loud voice echoed in the square in front of the main entrance: "Your Majesty named him Yanliang, which means an outstanding person with both talent and virtue. Now, you will give him the name Yanliang. Rejoice, my new master!" At this point, Wang Wenzuo raised the baby above his head so that the warriors around him could see clearly.
"Long live Prince Yanliang!" The warriors around him knelt down as if the tide was ebbing. Surprisingly, the baby was not frightened by the sight in front of him. Instead, he put his fingers into his mouth and chuckled. The one at the front Several rows of warriors could see clearly and thought that this child was not a Buddha, so they knelt down and worshiped more piously.
"Get a life, lose a life!" Wang Wenzuo handed the child to the maid aside: "Today your new master comes to the world, and His Majesty is about to leave this world. Although this makes me extremely sad, no one can compete with fate. However, Before passing away, His Majesty has one last wish, which is to watch his child ascend the throne and become the new king!"
The cheers this time were much thinner, and most of the warriors had mixed emotions of hope and fear. Of course they knew that if the newly born Prince Yanliang could ascend the throne as king, they would certainly be married to him. can get generous rewards; but the huge inertia of the Yamato Dynasty for hundreds of years cannot be ignored - if the female emperor marries a man who is not a royal family, the boy she gives birth to will not be eligible to ascend the throne. Breaking this convention would not only arouse all kinds of resistance, but also attract the wrath of the gods. This was not a formidable enemy that armor and bows and arrows could deal with.
"Are you afraid that you will anger the gods?" Wang Wenzuo asked loudly. Silence was the answer. No one spoke, but this itself was the best answer.
"Very good!" Seeing everyone's reaction, Wang Wenzuo was not angry. This was what he expected: "Jijian Chixu! Jijian Chixu! Is Jijian Chixu here?"
"Brother!" Namba Heiroku was surprised and pushed Akaki's shoulder: "Zuofutian is calling your name! Why don't you respond quickly?"
"Call me?" Chi Jian was stunned. He didn't expect Wang Wenzuo to call his name in front of everyone. He had an ominous premonition: "Why would Zuofudian call me at this time? You must have heard wrongly. Got it!"
"That's right, I'm calling you!" Regardless of his friends' objections, Namba Heiroku raised his arms and shouted loudly: "Ji Jian Akei is here, Zuofu Hall, Jijian Akei is here!"
Just like a rock at low tide, all the warriors moved aside in unison, revealing an open space. Chi Jian in the middle suddenly felt like he was being aimed at by hundreds of bows at the same time. He shrunk his neck and glared at Namba Heiroku fiercely, then raised his arms and ran towards the stone steps in front of the main entrance.
When Ji saw Chiyuan reaching six or seven steps away from Wang Wenzuo, he stopped and knelt down: "I'm here, little man. I'm going to the Zuofu Hall!"
"Very good, stand up!" Wang Wenzuo motioned for Akatsuki to stand up: "Turn around and tell everyone here what happened that day at Izumo Okuninushi Shrine!"
"Okuninushu Shrine in Izumo?" Akira Akira was stunned when he heard this, and immediately felt that all the hairs on his body stood up. He originally thought that this matter was completely over after receiving dozens of whips. I had forgotten all about those things a long time ago, but I didn’t expect that Wang Wenzuo would suddenly mention them again today and actually have to tell them again in front of so many people. What is he doing?
"Zuofu Dian, it's been so long since the situation happened, and I can't remember some things clearly anymore!" Ji Jian Chiyong replied carefully.
"You don't have to say it!" Wang Wenzuo gave Ji Jian Chiyun a deep look: "But you will have to bear the consequences. You can think about it carefully and then tell me the answer!"
"Yes, I understand!" Ji Jianchi's expression turned pale. Of course he understood what Wang Wenzuo meant by "corresponding consequences." He took a deep breath, turned around, and said to everyone: "A few months ago, I returned to my hometown of Izumo from Kyoto. On the way, I passed by the Okuninushi Shrine of Izumo Country with a few friends who were traveling with me. You should all be aware of this. We know that the most popular belief in Izumo is not Amaterasu Omikami, but Okuninami, so we all went in to worship. When we were worshiping, my two friends were surprised to find that the appearance of Zuofuden was exactly the same as the statue of Okuninami!"
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