The autumn wind began to feel a little cool. Three days later, it rained heavily in the north of Daxia, which had rarely rained throughout the summer. The armies of Northern Mongolia and Daxia stopped and found it difficult to march.
The war, at this most critical moment, had a brief pause. The capital of all armies looked at the rain and remained silent.
Seeing the heavy rain, Ning Chen also did not leave the underworld for three days. Looking at Heavenly Pardon Arrow in his hand, hesitation flashed in his eyes.
It rained for two days in a row. After two days, the rain gradually subsided. Fan Lingyue left the camp for the first time in the Northern Mongolia camp. He sat in a wheelchair and looked at the sky outside. His once beautiful and bright eyes had now lost eight to nine percent of their light, making them extremely dim.
A gentle cough sounded, blood fell, and flowed into the distance along with the rain on the ground. In the tent, Pure Karma Primeval kept wailing, as if feeling the end of its owner.
Nineteen personal guards stood aside without saying a word, quietly guarding their Military Advisor.
At some point, the rain stopped and the dark clouds gradually dispersed. Fan Lingyue raised his head and whispered, "Bring camp and set off."
"Yes"
The nineteen guards all bowed respectfully and went down to deliver the order.
The night fell, and among Underworld Netherworld, Ning Chen saw the rain that had stopped. He was silent for a long time, put away Heavenly Pardon Arrow, and left in a ghost sedan.
Barbarian Dynasty The remaining 70,000 troops, Great Xia Imperial Guards, and 18,000 light cavalry moved south rapidly.
The light cavalry accelerated their march and circled in front of the Northern Mongolian army, trying their best to contain the pace of the Northern Mongolian army.
Great Xia Imperial Guards was traveling day and night, heading towards a city in the distance.
This is the last barrier before Great Xia Imperial City and will be the place of final decisive battle.
In the Northern Mongolian Palace, lanterns were decorated, and the festive atmosphere could be felt everywhere. The emperor's acceptance of the queen was a major event for the entire Northern Mongol Royal Court.
After Wang Family of Donglin entered Northern Mongolia, he quickly took root. With the support of the royal family, he soon became a strong contender for the eleventh largest family.
The Wang family has no roots in Northern Mongolia, so they must choose to cooperate with the royal family Ming Family. The two have a mutually beneficial relationship, and it is also a good way to suppress other major families.
Su Feiyan entered the palace as Empress, which cannot be changed. Fan Lingyue single-handedly promoted this matter, and his attitude became tougher day by day. Even Mingyue was helpless.
Heaven's Gate Pass, Yang Hong, who had been guarding this place, left for the first time, came to the Beimeng camp, and left with Fan Lingyue.
In the evening, a letter was delivered to the Prince Haowu camp. Xia Ziyi waited until Ning Chen handed it over without asking any questions.
Ning Chen After reading the letter in his hand, he didn't say anything and went north directly on the ghost sedan.
In the brightly lit palace of Beimeng Palace, Mingyue was sitting in front of the mirror. All the maids and eunuchs in the palace were sent away.
Fan Lingyue stood behind Mingyue, with a gentle look on her beautiful face, and carefully dressed up Mingyue.
The figures in the mirror, big and small, are equally beautiful and peaceful.
The beautiful side is always revealed in front of the most important people. At this moment, Fan Lingyue is no longer the No. 1 Northern Mongolian Military Advisor, but an eldest sister who helps her sister dress up.
After Mingyue was accepted, it was of great significance to Fan Lingyue. The little girl who had raised her single-handedly had finally reached the time to get married.
"Sister Lingyue, do you think bad guys will come?" Mingyue asked softly.
"I will," Fan Lingyue said with a gentle smile.
Mingyue had a happy smile on his little face. If his sister said he would come, then he would definitely come.
After dressing up, Fan Lingyue put on Dragon Robe and Mianqi for Mingyue. The little girl who looked pretty just now immediately looked a bit like an emperor.
The two of them walked out of the back hall hand in hand and walked towards the front hall.
In the main hall, all the important ministers of Northern Mongolia have arrived, as well as the heads of the ten major aristocratic families. At this moment, they are all sitting respectfully in the hall, not daring to be rude at all.
Everyone present knows that she is back, Military Advisor from Beimeng, is back.
Fan Lingyue's status and prestige in Northern Mongol Royal Court has long surpassed all emperors in the past and present. The emperors had powerful ministers, treacherous ministers, and jesters. However, during the eight years that Fan Lingyue was in power, all the ministers prostrate themselves, and no one dared to overstep.
The almost deified Beimeng Military Advisor relied on the existence of one person to shock the entire Northern Mongol Royal Court, making everyone suppress their evil thoughts.
The moment Fan Lingyue appeared with Mingyue, everyone's bodies unconsciously straightened and their seats became more standard.
On the other side, Su Feiyan, who was dressed in bright red, was also supported by the palace maid towards the main hall. Her head was covered with a red hijab, hiding her stunning face.
Fan Lingyue nodded with satisfaction and immediately walked towards one of the two empty seats in the palace.
The emperor accepted the queen, and the etiquette was very complicated. Mingyue didn't like trouble and resolutely protested. The old Minister of the Imperial Secretariat, who was in charge of all matters in the court, had no choice but to remove most of the complicated etiquette, leaving only the most important parts.
The guests had arrived, the emperor and empress were in their seats, and the ceremony was about to begin, but the person Mingyue was waiting for hadn't arrived yet. The little girl was a little anxious. She looked at Fan Lingyue sitting on the seat with a look of inquiry on her face.
Fan Lingyue smiled and signaled not to be anxious.
At this moment, a ghost sedan came quickly in the palace. Before the patrolling guards could react, they were shaken away by Sword Intent coming from the sedan.
Before the ghost sedan arrived at the main hall, Ning Chen walked out, put away the ghost sedan with a wave of his hand, and walked directly in.
Everyone present was startled. After a brief moment of confusion, they immediately realized who the person was.
At this time, it was different from the past. Marquis of Knowing Fate of Great Xia's portrait had already spread throughout Northern Mongol Royal Court. In addition, there were very few people in the world who could break into the Northern Mongolian Palace. After thinking about it, it was not difficult to guess.
When Mingyue saw Ning Chen coming, his little face that was still anxious just now laughed happily. If he hadn't taken it seriously that he couldn't be too casual in front of so many people, he would have pounced on him.
"Sit"
Fan Lingyue glanced at the place beside him and said calmly.
Ning Chen didn't hesitate, walked forward and sat on it.
Many ministers were dissatisfied, but no one dared to object.
Only old Minister of the Imperial Secretariat smiled and nodded to Ning Chen as a greeting.
Ning Chen also nodded in return. He had seen this old man before. The last time he robbed Little Mingyue, this old man was the most angry.
Under the red hijab, Su Feiyan felt the breath of Ning Chen. His slender hands were clenched and turned white. Just when he was about to hold back, he heard a cold and biting snort. He was so shocked that he immediately put away his murderous intent and forcibly endured his hatred.
Fan Lingyue then withdrew his cold gaze, glanced at Ning Chen beside him, and said calmly, "We will talk about everything tonight and later."
Ning Chen nodded, and he also noticed who the woman under the red hijab was. However, today is Mingyue's wedding day, and everything must be dealt with later.
At the beginning of the ceremony, Mingyue and Su Feiyan wanted to toast to their elders. Originally, the first glass of wine was to be toasted to their father, emperor and mother. However, when Mingyue was just born, the old emperor and Empress had died, so this glass of wine could only be given to other elders.
There are many more Imperial Clan Relativess, and many of them are very senior. However, Mingyue's first glass of wine was given to Fan Lingyue.
An eldest sister is like a mother. In the eyes of Mingyue, Fan Lingyue is both an eldest sister and a mother. This glass of wine is a matter of course.
None of the ministers present said anything, and even the elders of the royal family were silent. They did not dare to accept His Majesty's first glass of wine. Only Fan Lingyue in this world could bear it.
Fan Lingyue took the wine and downed it in one gulp. The gentleness in her eyes could not be melted away at this moment. From today on, even if the little girl grows up, she can finally leave with peace of mind.
For the second glass of wine, Mingyue still did not offer it to the elders of the royal family. Instead, he walked up to Ning Chen and handed the wine glass over to him in a playful manner.
Old Minister of the Imperial Secretariat was startled and was about to speak, but was stopped.
Fan Lingyue shook his head slightly, the meaning was obvious, let her go.
Ning Chen didn't care what others thought. He took the wine and subconsciously reached out to rub the little girl's head, but found that Mingyue was wearing a crown on her head again.
Ning Chen smiled lightly, he almost forgot, Little Mingyue is now the emperor again.
When the wine is drunk in the mouth, it is a bit spicy, a bit bitter, and a bit mellow. The five flavors are so mixed that one cannot tell whether it is bitter or sweet.
For the third glass of wine, Mingyue gave it to old Minister of the Imperial Secretariat. This old man who had always been against her had really become older and older in the past two years.
Old Minister of the Imperial Secretariat's eyes suddenly became wet. He took the wine glass tremblingly and said a few words in succession, "Okay, okay."
So many years of hardship and fatigue are all worth it with this glass of wine.
Ning Chen looked at old Minister of the Imperial Secretariat and sighed softly in his heart. With such a minister, Mingyue's future should be much easier.
Next, it was finally the turn of several elders of the royal family to drink, followed by all the clan members. Mingyue toasted at a much faster speed, one cup after another, and the ceremony was completed quickly.
Most of the time passed, and the emperor's wedding came to an end. The ministers left one after another, and Su Feiyan was also taken to the palace. After a while, only Ning Chen, Fan Lingyue and Mingyue were left in the entire front hall.
Mingyue couldn't bear it anymore and hugged her up. Ning Chen chuckled, patted the little girl's back and said, "Mingyue has grown into a big girl, and she has her own Empress."
"You're laughing at me too," Mingyue said dissatisfiedly as he wiped the tears from his eyes.
"Ha" Ning Chen gently pushed the little girl away and said with a smile, "Do you still keep the jade pendant I gave you?"
"Well" Mingyue took it out from her neck and she kept wearing it.
The jade pendant is in the shape of a half-curved moon. It was a gift from Changsun. It was also the most important thing to Ning Chen, and was later transferred to Mingyue.
Looking at the jade pendant, Ning Chen bit his finger and moved his body. A drop of bright red blood dripped on it and disappeared into the jade pendant in an instant.
"Wear it well," Ning Chen said softly.
"Yeah" Mingyue nodded obediently and responded.
Next to him, Fan Lingyue looked at Ning Chen's fingers. Black blood was looming, but there was no trace of red.
The two of them stayed with Little Mingyue for a while, but finally, it was time to leave.
Ning Chen wants to return to the underworld, and Fan Lingyue can no longer suppress the outbreak of the disease.
In Little Mingyue's tears and reluctance, the two of them left heartlessly together in tacit understanding. The moment they just left the palace, Fan Lingyue staggered and vomited a mouthful of blood, staining his blue clothes.