As the empress who breaks off her engagement at the beginning, I choose the evil little black lotus.

Chapter 123 Looking back on the three hundred autumns of Jiangnan

At this time, six more years had passed since the memory fragments showed that their daughter Su Chen was crowned king at the age of ten.

Shen Xiaoxue dragged Su Yan to see the new emperor for the first time.

This also heralds that 16 years after returning from the Sanqiu Realm to the Shiyuan Realm, Su Yan has officially stepped out of the shadows and onto the stage.

The newly ascended Emperor Tianshun not only restored his original fiefdom, but also gave him ten new small worlds, doubling his fiefdom.

Shen Xiaoxue said that this was a birthday gift for him.

At this time, the powerful woman raised her head and looked at him with a distant look.Like a kitten that begs for praise and is arrogant.

"Well, I, Su Yan, thank you for being protected by my wife." Su Yan smiled and stroked her long hair.

It seems that it is itching.

Shen Xiaoxue let out a soft moan in her nose, but she snorted coldly: "Then did you mention the bastard thing about running back to Sanqiu Realm?"

Su Yan smiled and shook his head: "I won't mention it anymore. I feel safe next to my wife."

Dragon Palace Divine Concubine: "..."

Why does she, an old woman who has been alone for more than 500 million years, have to watch this?

As if he didn't want to break the atmosphere at this moment, Su Yan hesitated several times, but finally said after careful consideration: "It's just that the new emperor supported by my wife can endure what ordinary people can't endure. I'm afraid he is not a thing in the pool." ah!"

"My husband has only met him once, how come he can see so much?"

Su Yan explained: "With your temperament, I'm afraid you wouldn't respect him too much in the past, but when he looks at you today, there is no resentment in his eyes. It's like looking at his own grandmother. I ask myself, I can't do it in my place." ."

Su Yan knew Shen Xiaoxue very well.

In a fit of anger, it is not impossible to punch that person three times.

Shen Xiaoxue frowned: "But if I do things like abolishing and establishing things at will, wouldn't I really become the kind of traitorous king who controls the government as others say?"

Su Yan: "Don't you?"

Shen Xiaoxue shook her head: "Of course not. Once I unite my troops and conquer the Fallen Heaven Realm, I will sign and retire."

Su Yan laughed angrily: "Since ancient times, powerful officials have wanted fame and power. You want both."

"Why not?" Shen Xiaoxue was also aroused a little angry: "Why, back then it was okay for you to make a chess piece for the demon emperor, but today, it's not okay for me to choose a chess piece of my own?"

"Haha, how did you know that the chess pieces are not the chess players and the chess players are not the chess pieces? A fisherman fishes, so why isn't the fish using itself as bait to fish for the fisherman?"

Shen Xiaoxue sneered: "You said so much, but in fact, it's just one sentence, you don't believe me."

As soon as she said this, the carriage suddenly fell into silence.

In the void, Shen Xiaoxue, who had been watching silently, also nodded in his heart.

His words really hit the mark.

Perhaps because of some past events, Su Yan already had a prejudice against himself.

There may be some truth to what he said.

But Shen Xiaoxue couldn't help but think: If it were Nalan Yan, Li Changsheng, or Beigong Zhi who were in a different place than him at that time, would he still have such worries?

In the past and future lives, the two Shen Xiaoxues had amazingly similar thoughts at this moment. At this moment, Shen Xiaoxue in the carriage said: "Su Yan, if I were to be that Northern Qi witch today, you would Isn’t it true that there are no such words?”

When Su Yan heard this, he couldn't help but frown: "Why are you still mentioning her after so many years?"

"You dare to say that you didn't compare me with her?"

"I've never competed." "Haha, since you don't believe me, then I'd better go back to Sanqiu... Well."

Before Su Yan could finish his words, Shen Xiaoxue rushed over and choked her in her mouth.

The carriage was silent for a full three sticks of incense before there was movement again.

"You liar! Say it! Are you going to say it again? You're going back to the Sanqiu Realm, are you going to say it?"

Su Yan was pressed against the back wall of the carriage by Shen Xiaoxue's jade arms. She felt like the little wife of a domineering prince in a female novel.

Unfortunately, this domineering prince's eyes were slightly red, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Tsk, still, the taste is a bit off!
Therefore, even though it was difficult to breathe under the pressure of Shen Xiaoxue who was so close, Su Yan still said provocatively: "In the future, if Madam mentions Nalan Yan again, I will mention it again."

"boom!"

The next moment, Shen Xiaoxue, who was in the car, kicked the car door to pieces, carried Su Yan, and disappeared deep into the forest.

The red candles were not lit, and the moonlight was blocked by the thick curtains. In the darkness, the red tents were flying.

This goes from night to day, and from day to night, for seven whole days.

When the daughters are not around, the world between two people always has to be more indulgent.

In this way, the two of them stayed in Yanjing for a few months. It was not until they received the news from Su Xue that Xie Ting was seriously ill that they hurried back to Shuimu Pavilion.

Xie Ting, the Lesser Sage, ran out of oil before he was nine hundred years old, just because he was hit by the blood-clothed ancestor back then.

That's right, when Su Yan was still the King of Zhenbei, in his old capital, he was asked to kill the blood-clothed ancestor who killed the Dragon Girl of Guangdong in exchange for a heaven-level magic sword.

He is also the poster boy of this generation.

Chuandeng Tower is one of the most mysterious holy places in the Shiyuan Realm. It also belongs to the Demonic Path, but it is more like a killer organization.

It's just that when they kill people, the reward is secondary. The main purpose seems to be to feed the Dead Sea's life-giving lamp.

Few people in the world know that the master of the Shuimu Pavilion, Xie Ting, who is a master of harp and sword, also comes from the Lantern Tower, and is a fellow apprentice with the famous and frightening blood-clothed ancestor.

"Each generation of lamp-carrying masters will recruit nine lamp-carrying disciples, but only one of the nine will eventually be able to take charge of the Dead Sea Lamp, and the other eight will become the skeletons in the lamp."

In the tide watching pavilion, Su Yan quietly listened to Xie Ting's narration about the past.

Although, when he brought the young Su Xue to Shuimu Pavilion, he had some idea of ​​Xie Ting's origins.

That year, he founded Xiaoyan Pavilion and traveled to the south of the Yangtze River for business, and the two of them met.

But after all, it would be better to listen to his own words now.

"300 years ago, I lost to my senior brother in the master's final test. I should have died at that time, but my senior brother broke the precedent of Chuandeng Tower and gave me 300 years to spend my days loving the mountains and rivers, wandering in the clouds and wild cranes. Now, it's time for me to die as well. It's time for me to give my life back and return to the Dead Sea." Xie Ting seemed to be mentally prepared and very calm.

Su Yan said in a deep voice: "Old Xie, please hold on for another ten years and wait and see if I can refine the Earth Level Blood Purifying Pill."

Qingxue Dan is the first of the four holy detoxification pills in the Shiyuan Realm, and it is also the only Xuanjie pill formula among the four holy pills.

Although it is a Xuan-level pill, its effect surpasses that of almost all Earth-level elixir recipes.

The Emperor of Medicine once commented that once the blood-clearing elixir is released, millions of prescriptions will be wasted.

Unfortunately, it is difficult to achieve breakthroughs with this prescription.

Since then, Fang has been in the world for thousands of years, and has always been at the third level of the Xuan level.

Hearing this, Xie Ting also smiled bitterly and patted his shoulder: "Old Su, at my age, I have already known my destiny, so what else can I not see? Medicine and medicine have not cured diseases since ancient times, except for those who can be counted on the fingers. Among the emperors, who can survive? You, Old Su, do have some talent in alchemy, but can you still surpass the Medicine Emperor?"

(End of this chapter)