Great Xia Imperial Palace, Weiyang Palace, and Qing Ling came over and looked at the palace's furnishings and scenes as before. Tears filled their eyes.
Unconsciously, thirty years have passed, and the scenery of the Weiyang Palace has not changed much. It has remained the same for thirty years.
"Green Girl"
One by one, the palace maids and young eunuchs came forward and saluted respectfully.
"No need to be polite, just get on with your work."
Qing Ling came back to his senses and spoke.
"Yes"
The maids and young eunuchs took orders and stepped back to continue their work.
Qing Ling walked towards Changsun's bedroom, opened the door, and saw a familiar sight. It had never changed, but things were different and people were different.
In the palace, a fist-sized luminous pearl exudes soft brilliance. It was a gift given by Zhi Ming on Changsun's birthday. It still remains in its original position to this day.
The target scenes vaguely touched my heart, and the tears in Qing Ling's eyes could no longer be suppressed, falling one drop after another, wetting my cold clothes.
Half an hour later, the bedroom door opened, and Qing Ling walked out, walking in the direction of the Heavenly Edict Hall.
Heavenly Edict Hall, symbolizing the temple of the Great Xia Dynasty and the highest Imperial Authority, the Great Xia emperor sits on the dragon throne. The children of the past have grown up, and their civilized and martial virtues have surpassed their ancestors.
In front of the dragon chair, the table was filled with memorials sent by Great Xia officials at all levels. Today, as Great Xia becomes increasingly powerful, there are also more and more people who are hiding evil intentions.
In every era, there is no absolute peace. No matter whether it is a prosperous age or a raging war, as long as there are people, there will be darkness.
On the throne, Xia Chi frowned from time to time, picked up his pen and annotated each memorial, carefully reviewing each memorial.
Below, Qing Ling came over, looked at the young emperor on the dragon throne, and waited quietly without making a sound.
In the darkness, one by one Dark Dragon Guard saw the person coming and disappeared again.
In the quiet hall, you could hear a needle drop. Xia Chi suddenly shook his body and looked up at the woman, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"Aunt Qing, why are you here?"
Xia Chi hurriedly put down the memorial and ink pen in his hand, stepped down from the throne, and said.
"I have something to tell you," Qing Ling said with a gentle smile on his face.
"Aunt Qing, please tell me, Chi'er will definitely do it," Xia Chi replied seriously.
"Prepare the marriage between your master and your ninth aunt," Qing Ling said.
Xia Chi was shocked when he heard this, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"There is no doubt, this is true. Your master came back this time for this reason," Qing Ling said calmly.
Xia Chi suppressed the waves in his heart and nodded with difficulty. This was really shocking.
"Beimeng and Barbarian Dynasty, do you need to inform me?"
Xia Chi thought for a while and asked with some uncertainty.
Qing Ling nodded and said, "Send someone to deliver the invitation."
"Aunt Qing, why did Master and Aunt Ninth change their minds? Didn't Master and Aunt Ninth both reject the marriage at the beginning?" Xia Chi finally couldn't help the doubts in his heart and asked.
"Time is running out. Neither your master nor Xin Yu want to leave any more regrets."
Qing Ling sighed softly and said.
Three days later, Northern Mongol Royal Court, in the palace, an invitation from Great Xia arrived and was presented to the palace.
Mingyue saw the invitation, and a flash of shock flashed across her delicate little face, which was also unbelievable.
"Zijing"
Mingyue handed the invitation to the person next to him and said with a complicated expression, "He is getting married."
Zijing took the invitation, glanced at it, and said softly, "Your Majesty, are you going?"
"Yeah" Mingyue nodded and said, "Get ready, the wedding is scheduled to be in January, we will leave as soon as possible."
"Your Majesty, no"
A young figure walked into the hall and stopped him.
"Linghou, you entered the hall without an order. Do you think you are too disrespectful of me?" Mingyue said calmly on the dragon chair.
"I don't dare, but how can your majesty, with his wealth of gold, go to a dangerous place like Great Xia Imperial City in person?" Ling Xiao knelt down and said.
"Oh?"
Mingyue narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It seems that Linghou already knows what happened. Unexpectedly, Linghou's news came even faster than me."
"It's my responsibility, but I haven't had time to report it yet," Ling Xiao said seriously.
"Does Linghou think Great Xia's Marquis of Knowing Fate will be detrimental to me?" Mingyue said in a gradually cold tone.
Ling Xiao's heart sank and he immediately lowered his head and said, "I don't dare."
Everyone in the world knows that their Majesty has a close relationship with Marquis of Knowing Fate of Great Xia, and can even be said to be half teacher and half friend. Even in Northern Mongolia, no one dares to say such an unfavorable word about Marquis.
In the past thirty years, the reason why Beimeng and Great Xia have been able to live in peace and harmony is that Marquis is the real reason.
Mingyue looked at His Highness's kneeling figure. After a long time, he calmly said, "This trip to Great Xia will be arranged by you. I don't want to see any mistakes, do you understand?"
"Yes"
Ling Xiao obeyed the leader's order and responded.
"Go down," Mingyue waved his hand and said.
"I resign"
Ling Xiao took the order, stood up and retreated.
"Why did Your Majesty ask Linghou to arrange this matter? Aren't you worried that he means something different?" Zi Ling asked worriedly.
"He doesn't have the guts yet."
Mingyue A sneer flashed across his face, and he said, "The talents of the top ten aristocratic families are withering, and the Ling family is getting bigger. However, as long as there are people who can check and balance the Ling family, Wuyou"
"Your Majesty is talking about Empress?" Zi Ling thought for a while and asked.
Mingyue nodded and said, "You should be clear about her identity. Adding the Wang family is enough to contain the Ling family. I think the Wang family also knows the value of their existence. They have always clearly shown their position and are against the Ling family at every turn."
"Then this time" Zi Ling said worriedly.
"Empress is the Empress of Northern Meng, so she will naturally go. Let her prepare," Mingyue said calmly.
Zi Ling nodded, but the worry in her eyes was still difficult to suppress. The grudges between Empress and that Marquis cannot be explained clearly in just a few words. I hope there will be no trouble this time.
At the same time, in the Barbarian Dynasty palace, an invitation from Great Xia arrived. A'man's eldest brother, now the king of the Barbarian Dynasty, saw the content of the invitation, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.
After thinking for a long time and not daring to make the decision without permission, Man Qiu looked at the attendants on the side and said in a deep voice, "Send this note to the Supreme King's palace immediately."
"Yes"
Wang Shi took the order, took the invitation, and walked out of the hall quickly.
A quarter of an hour later, a loud bang rang out in the Supreme Palace, and an angry and uncontrollable murderous aura arose, destroying all the furnishings in the palace.
The next moment, a majestic and domineering figure walked out, with anger surging on his face. It was none other than the previous generation Barbarian King who had retired from the throne.
Taking one step forward, Barbarian King's figure disappeared and flew towards the north quickly.
It was a cool night, Zhiming Marquisate, and Ning Chen, dressed in plain clothes, stood quietly in the courtyard, looking towards the south. According to time, it was almost time for that person to arrive.
As his thoughts faded, a powerful pressure came over the imperial city, and the overbearing aura was many times stronger than it was thirty years ago.
"Great Perfection"
Ning Chen murmured softly. He was worthy of being called the pride of his predecessors back then. This Barbarian King, or Taishang Barbarian King, is likely to be the first person in the Divine Continent to break through to become an immortal in the future.
When Barbarian King arrived, everyone was shocked. One after another figures looked in the direction of Zhiming Marquisate, unable to conceal their shock.
Among the Weiyang Palace, Qing Ling walked out and looked into the distance, his eyes flashing.
She had no way to intervene in this matter and could only Ning Chen solve it herself.
In the imperial city, a Martial Marquis walked out. He frowned slightly as he looked at the powerful figure rushing towards Zhiming Marquisate.
The previous generation Barbarian King's move really did not take Great Xia's face seriously.
"This matter is not something we can interfere with. Let's leave it to that adult."
Not far away, Martial Marquis, who was staying in the imperial city, walked out, looked ahead and said calmly.
Zhiming Marquisate, in the backyard, Barbarian King arrived. Without saying a word or asking a question, he raised his hand in a furious killing move.
Ning Chen He leaned slightly to avoid the killing move, and then he grasped his left hand. From the study, a bright red sword flew out, with stars dotted and soul light dazzling his eyes.
He took the sword into his hand, held it together, and made a clanging sound, filled with sharp light.
The aftermath shook, and in the backyard of the Hou Mansion, Yellow Springs opened the ban, blocking the overflowing aftermath, and confining the power of destruction within ten feet.
"Barbarian King, force cannot solve the problem. How about we sit down and talk?"
After several exchanges of moves, both bodies were destroyed and the foundation was completely lost. Ning Chen mainly defended and was unwilling to fight head-on.
"What's there to talk about with an ungrateful person like you!"
Barbarian King couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and turned his palm into a fist, which was shocking.
There was a rumbling earthquake, and within ten feet, the earth was turned upside down, and waves of dust rolled in, obscuring the battle situation.
Pressing hard with every move, there was no way to avoid it. Ning Chen sighed in his heart, his eyes gradually became firmer, and he no longer evaded, and said calmly, "I'm offended."
With a sound of offence, the sword in Ning Chen's hand changed. He stepped forward, swept his body, and turned from defense to offense.
Under the cold light of night, the movement of the sword shocked the giants. Even without the blessing of the foundation, it was still unparalleled and unparalleled in the world.
Wanjun divine power, the peak sword, clashed in the night, shaking one after another, all were imprisoned Yellow Springs Restriction, not even a cent was heard.
Within ten feet, there is a clear boundary between hell and the human world. Within ten feet, the earth is destroyed and the sky is destroyed. Outside ten feet, there is peace and tranquility.
"Subduing Dragon Shakes Heavenly Palace"
After fighting several moves, Barbarian King's heart was filled with rage. He waved his left arm, boosted his divine power, gathered the true energy around his body, and landed a punch, which shook the sky.
The powerful moves are astonishing, and the power is unparalleled. Ning Chen steps with strange steps, and the figure is like an illusion. Avoiding its sharp edge, the sword light flashes out.
There was a sudden earthquake, the aftermath spread, Yellow Springs Divine Restriction shook, and after a moment, it calmed down.
In the sand waves, Plain-clothed Figure passed by, and the sword edge broke through the stormy waves.
Bang!
The iron fist blocked the sharp sword, and a drop of vermilion fell. Immediately, the strong force came out and knocked back the former.
"Your strength has declined to such an extent."
Barbarian King's eyes flashed with surprise, and a moment later, he was once again suppressed by the anger in his heart, and he was determined to seek justice for A'man.
Ning Chen took a few steps back, stabilized his figure, calmed his eyes again, and calmly looked at the approaching killing move.
Behind him was Yellow Springs Divine Restriction, who had no way to retreat. In the blink of an eye, Plain-clothed Figure avoided the vital part and punched hard. The sword in his hand swept forward at the same time and pointed at his throat.
With a loud bang, the force of the fist penetrated the body, bringing out a waterfall of miserable blood. The body in plain clothes leaned against the divine ban, not taking a step back.
"Barbarian King-senpai, can we talk about it now?"
Being so close, Ning Chen endured the pain in his chest and spoke slowly.