From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 486

Wei Youting glanced back, nodded, and waited for Ye Xiaoxiao to go in, then went to get a big cloak and sent it to Su Ziyu.

Su Ziyu was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to take a look inside Weiyang Palace. Layers of tree shadows blocked his sight, and only the flickering palace lanterns under the corridor could be vaguely seen through the gaps of bare branches. The Jiaofang Palace was blocked behind layers of palaces. No matter how hard you try, you can't see it from here.

But he still smiled slightly, and put the cloak over the armor. The thick fur cloak covered the armor that had been blown extremely cold by the north wind, which immediately blocked the coolness brought by the gusts of wind, and his whole body couldn't help being shocked. Only then did the frozen body feel a little warm.

Because of the Queen's consent, everyone started to get busy, and the etiquette department was so busy that all kinds of ritual instruments had to be prepared, and the Queen's birthday celebration was not the emperor's, so everything with the Nine Dragons pattern was fine. Temporarily withdraw it, and replace it with exquisite utensils with nine phoenix patterns.

The harem was also very busy, and the ritual repairers prepared their own things to wear, and they also had to choose gifts for the empress.

Sun Yizhen wrote a letter to her father. After reading the letter, Sun Lansheng went to the warehouse to pick out things that could neither be too high-profile nor too cheap. Waiting for the high power of the public, there is no shortage of rare treasures in the family, and the emperor's rewards over the years are too numerous to enumerate, so when it comes to choosing gifts for the empress, Sun Lansheng is really careful in choosing gifts. In fact, not only him, but many people They were all chosen extremely carefully, and most of their ideas were similar.

Soon, the letter was also sent to Kars in the posthouse. The blond and blue-eyed foreign prince couldn't help but feel happy after reading the letter. He straightened his clothes cheerfully, called Watt and said, "The empress will be here tomorrow!" Birthday, let's go, let's pick out presents for the empress!"

Watt nodded with a smile, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, among the few treasures we brought from Xirong, why don't we choose one and give it to the empress."

Kars thought for a while, and couldn't help but nodded: "Yes, the things from the Western Jin Dynasty must have been familiar to the empress, or she hasn't seen ours."

The two were laughing and chatting inside the room, and Saya, who was guarding outside the room, lowered his eyelids, his dark eyes were extremely calm.

Little birthday?The third day of the twelfth lunar month...

The memory rippled in an instant, causing ripples and circles. When she was young, she was loved by her father as a first-class daughter of the public family. Every year on her birthday, her father would give her an extremely precious treasure as a gift, and then she developed. All the princes ran to celebrate her birthday, but now, things are changing, no one is in the capital, and I don't know if this little birthday will be lonely...

Feng Yiran narrowed her eyes, her heart tightened suddenly, and her expression was full of worry.

Birthday, Xiao Xiao, after this day, can we still maintain the most innocent friendship between you and me?Xiaoxiao, if possible, this king, I want to be your fourth brother for the rest of my life...

In Chengdu, the Kingdom of Shu, Miaojiang's annual deliberation for worshiping gods is going on. Miaojiang people hold tall torches and slowly march up the mountain. Four porters carry a bamboo chair. The creaking sound has a sense of rhythm.

Jin Zhuni supported the bamboo chair with one hand, looked back, Feng Junran was sitting on the rattan chair indifferently, his long black hair was still combed cleanly and beautifully, his slender eyes were black and cold, his facial features were handsome, and he was dressed in a snow-white robe. On the green background that almost drips the color, it is bright and coquettish, as if it is the most beautiful and purest jade in the world, and it is also the most difficult to obtain jade, making people reluctant to look away from the fixed point.

But it was such a handsome and proud man who made Jin Zhuni, the female devil who swept through the 36 villages in northern Xinjiang, grind her back teeth secretly, but there was nothing she could do about him.

Feng Junran is like an eccentric and elusive beast in the wilderness. Shaking his gorgeous fur, he looks peaceful and harmless. In fact, the minions hidden under the gorgeous fur are extremely sharp, and can kill people in an instant. !

Danger!

She could only think of these two words, but every drop of blood in her body was longing for this kind of stimulation. Jin Zhuni just stared at it, suffering from extreme pain and unable to control herself. .

Feng Junran glanced coldly at his side. Huang Yiqing was tied to his wicker chair with her hands bound. This beautiful woman in her 40s has been tossed so hard by him that her life is almost worse than death.

The cloth that was originally wrapped around the feet was picked into pieces by him with a sword, and the flesh on the back of the feet was cut open. He just watched indifferently as streaks of blood ooze from the criss-cross wounds, interweaving into a fishing net. The same shape, the red one is blood, the white one is flesh, Huang Yiqing screamed like that, tears streaming down her face, while Feng Junran indifferently wiped off the blood on the long sword with a handkerchief, and then casually wiped off the blood-stained sword. The veil was thrown on the ground.

"Don't give her medical treatment!"

Even in the Kingdom of Shu, this man obeyed orders like a high-ranking king, even though everyone knew that this man was just a prisoner brought by Her Majesty the Queen, but no one dared to disobey this man's order, just because he was in harmony with life. Both imposing manner and cold arrogance.

Feng Junran didn't feel sorry for this woman at all, even though she begged bitterly and had a hideous expression on her face, in his eyes, what Huang Yiqing suffered was not a ten-thousandth of what Xiaoxiao once suffered!

Who can understand the pain and despair when someone throws them into the icy cold river and fishes them out to see that there is no breath left?Seeing the little girl surrounded by several men in the dilapidated house, saying obscene words and doing obscene actions, no one can understand how I ended the lives of those people at that time!

So it’s not enough, Huang Yiqing, if you were born like this, it would be cheaper for you. Only the pain of walking on the edge of death is worthy of all the things you have done!
Ye Xiaoxiao is the forbidden place in Feng Junran's heart. It is a prison that cannot be touched. Once someone touches it or hurts him, he will definitely go crazy, and then, it will be destroyed...

Huang Yiqing is almost unable to walk at this moment. The mountain roads in Shu are difficult to walk. A poet once described the winding and ruggedness here as difficult to go up to the blue sky. What's more, she didn't wear shoes, and her well-maintained soft soles could no longer withstand the mountain road. The unevenness of the upper stone was cut open, and blood stained all the way, attracting the poisonous insects around, and when the group of people left, they flocked to the side of the blood, gnawing on the rare delicacy.

Huang Yiqing's face was pale, her head was covered with beads of sweat, she was walking weakly, staggering, but the other end of the rope was tied to Feng Junran's bamboo chair, she had no choice but to be forced to keep speeding up Footsteps, not long after, she felt completely numb to the soles of her feet, she couldn't even feel the pain, and could only look at the places she stepped on, leaving blood-red footprints one after another.

(End of this chapter)