The Rebirth of the National Goddess

What is the real reincarnation of the empress?

Hearing Mrs. Mo's words, even Chu Jin was stunned.

Although it is questioned that Zheng Chuyi is not the real reincarnation of the empress.

But she never thought that she was the reincarnation of the Empress.

The reason why she can play the harp should be because of her predestined relationship with the harp.

How could she be the reincarnation of the Empress?

The unparalleled female emperor who was so proud and pacified Kyushu?

In Chu Jin's heart, the empress is majestic, sacred and inviolable, so how could she be someone like her who was stupid to death by herself?

Chu Jin slightly connected his eyes, and his slender eyelashes concealed the emotions in them.

The appearance of the empress when galloping on the battlefield has always appeared in my mind.

Suddenly, the screen changed.

This is a picture that has never been seen in a dream.

A black-clothed figure fought side by side with the empress, criss-crossing on horseback...

On the battlefield, there are not only enemies, but also brothers and lovers.

But standing opposite the two of them was a tall figure in white clothes.

The screen kept interlacing.

"Junhuang, at that time, why didn't you believe me..." The pale hand caressed her cheek, and finally, it fell down weakly.

If at that time, the Empress would have chosen to believe his words, she would not have fallen early.

His death, after all, failed to bring her life back.

"If there is an afterlife, if there is an afterlife, I would like to be the most ordinary woman in the world, never to enter the Jun family, and stay with you..."

Bitter voice.

Tears, drop by drop, slipped down.

No one knows what the Empress Junhuang experienced back then, and what is left to future generations is endless exploration.

Chu Jin's state of mind also underwent a huge change, as if a layer of dark clouds were covering his heart, it was so heavy that he was a little breathless.

"Ah Jin?" Seeing that Chu Jin hadn't moved for a long time, Mrs. Mo couldn't help reminding her.

"Brother Jin, my mother is calling you." Mo Qingyi who was beside her also pushed her.

Only then did Chu Jin recover from his thoughts, and looked at Mrs. Mo, "Auntie."

Mrs. Mo nodded lightly, "Go and play the harp, let these people learn a lot, just like what Master Zhang said, once the harp is played, the beasts of the four directions can return to their place, and at that time, they will be the real empress." Advent."

Listening to Mrs. Mo's words, Mo Feixue frowned in disgust, and said bluntly.

"Auntie, I think you are really stupid. You actually think that this ordinary person is the reincarnation of the empress. I think she is afraid, and she dare not approach Konghou at all. She really thinks that any garbage can approach Konghou, even Chu Yi, who has a blood on fire. All of them are backlashed by konghou, let alone a small layman!"

"Then let's go and see." Chu Jin suddenly raised his eyes to look at Mo Feixue, the eyes were full of sparkling light, like bright stars.

Seeing this, Mo Feixue was slightly taken aback, and couldn't react for a while.

Chu Jin really hated the two white lotuses, Zheng Chuyi and Mo Feixue.

If it weren't for the two of them being aggressive, how would Mrs. Mo have come to this point?

At this moment, Mrs. Mo has high hopes for herself, and she should never let her down.

Regardless of whether he is the reincarnation of the empress or not, as long as he can play the konghou, it can be regarded as setting up a stage for Mrs. Mo.

Zheng Chuyi could only watch helplessly as Chu Jin walked towards Konghou step by step.

Bai Teeth bit her red lip tightly, trembling all over.

She had never experienced such humiliation in her life.

Since I came to this secular world, I have been suppressed by this lowly layman.

She, a daughter of destiny, was reduced to being oppressed by a lowly layman.

Originally, I thought that I would be able to stand up this time, but I didn't expect that I would be humiliated by this layman again in turn!

Zheng Chuyi has always been held high in the hands of others, and she is used to living a life of wind and rain, and now that she has become like this, she feels really uncomfortable than dying!

No one can understand this feeling!

Maybe this layman can't play the harp?

Thinking of this, Zheng Chuyi's eyes brightened. The reason why she was able to play the harp last time was only because of her own aura. This time, she must not be so lucky.

Even her, a person with blood on fire, was eaten back by Konghou, let alone a small ordinary person.

Seeing that Chu Jin was getting closer and closer to Kong Hou, Zheng Chuyi clenched her fists anxiously, and looked at her with cold eyes. If eyes could kill, Chu Jin would have died many times by now.

Ah Zi in Zilei Space didn't even eat her favorite melon seeds.

Staring at Chu Jin for a moment, swallowing nervously.

He knew very well what the empress represented, and even more clearly, the meaning of his rebirth.

But if Chu Jin is really the reincarnation of the Empress, wouldn't everything be messed up?

For a moment, everyone in the room focused their attention on Chu Jin.

She sat down in front of Kong Hou unhurriedly.

Touch the strings with long fingers.

In an instant, there was a fairy voice lingering between her like beams.

Melodious, Qingyue.

Zheng Chuyi's face turned pale in an instant, and the last hope in her heart was shattered. Her harp recognized someone else as its master, and her empress position would also be snatched away by this layman.

Zhang Linzi also couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

The empress, the empress, the empress he had always believed in, how did he become an ordinary person abandoned by heaven? Even, even ordinary people can't compare.

The sound of the piano is still going on.

Suddenly, a voice full of majesty came out from the sound of the piano.

"Blue Dragon, White Tiger, Suzaku, Xuanwu, if you haven't returned to your throne yet, when will it be?"

This sound burst out from the passionate piano sound, and filled every corner of the Huaxia Continent along with the flowing air.

**

In a villa.

Xuanyuan Shangchen, who was making tea, suddenly shook his hand holding the teacup, and the hot tea splashed all over the back of his hand. He raised his eyes to look east, and the aura around him instantly sank.

It makes people shudder.

"Go and invite Miss Jun here." Xuanyuan Shangchen said in a low voice with a very cold tone.

"Yes." A figure suddenly appeared in the air, bent slightly towards Xuanyuan Shangchen, and retreated respectfully.

Just at the right time, Ling Que hurried over from the door.

"Xuanyuan, what should we do now?"

"I've sent someone to call Chu Jin, she should be here soon." Xuanyuan Shangchen's voice sounded hoarse and tired.

Ling Que nodded, "Okay, I'll go with you later."

"No need," Xuanyuan Shangchen slightly raised his hand, "Stay here, prevent Xuanwu from returning to his throne, and try to delay until we reach Mo's house."

Hearing this, Ling Que raised his eyes to look at Xuanyuan Shangchen, his eyes were a little dark, "Okay, then leave this matter to me."

Xuanyuan Shangchen suddenly turned his eyes to look at Ling Que, his tone was meaningful, "Thank you, Ling Que,"

This is probably the first time in history that Xuanyuan Shangchen looked at her so seriously.

Ling Que's face turned reddish, while Xuanyuan Shangchen looked away calmly.

At this moment, Chu Jin came from outside the door in a red dress, "Brother Xuanyuan, are you looking for me?"

"Well," Xuanyuan Shangchen nodded, "Remember, from now on, you are Junhuang, and Junhuang is you, come out with me."

"Brother Xuanyuan, what you said today is so strange, I am Junhuang," Chu Jin smiled coquettishly.

Ling Que's eyes dimmed.

If she wanted to completely turn a person into another person, she had to do it. Even she thought she was that person.

As for Chu Jin, this is the case now.

Xuanyuan Shangchen was really desperate for Junhuang.

It seems that I really have no chance.

"Wait a minute," Xuanyuan Shangchen suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"What's wrong? Brother Xuanyuan," Chu Jin looked at him puzzled.

"Put this on." Xuanyuan Shangchen took out a red veil from the pocket of the windbreaker. It was as red as fire, and the bottom of the veil was embroidered with golden phoenix tails, soaring above the nine heavens, very majestic.

Xuanyuan Shangchen put the veil on Chu Jin himself, covering his pretty face, leaving only a pair of delicate eyes outside.

Chu Jin didn't ask the reason, and let Xuanyuan Shangchen tie his face behind his head.

When Xuanyuan Shangchen was tying the veil for her, he quietly pulled a piece of hair from the back of her head, and then connected the blue silk he had prepared in advance to Chu Jin's hair.

"Okay, let's go." After completing these, Xuanyuan Shangchen stepped forward.

Chu Jin followed closely behind.

Mo family.

The sound of the zither was extremely exciting, and the eyes of the person who sat in front of the harp and plucked the strings were now stained with a layer of blood, and shone with a coquettish red light.

The coiled dragon and flying phoenix carved on the body of the qin seem to have life at this moment, returning from the ashes of the sealed qin body.

The spectacle is out! The dragon and the phoenix are here!

One day, the phoenix will be nirvana and return from the ashes! The name of the Empress will last forever!

Everyone was shocked.

At the same time, three golden lights flashed in the room.

The green dragon, vermilion bird, and white tiger who were originally beasts turned into three people in an instant!

Two women and one man were dressed in three colors of blue, white and red.

"Welcome the Empress to return, my lord Sheng'an!" The three of them said in unison, kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times to the girl playing the piano.

"My lord Sheng'an!" Qin Qingchen also knelt down immediately, panicking in his heart, hoping that the Empress would not blame her and her senior brother.

"Empress Sheng'an." Even Mrs. Mo and Tong Zhi knelt on one knee.

"I... my lord Sheng'an." Zhang Linzi knelt on the ground with a pale face.

Even though he didn't want to admit it, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of the Empress. Thinking about how he swore that Zheng Chuyi was the Empress just now, his face really hurt.

Everyone in the room knelt on the ground, and the scene was a bit shocking.

This is the power of the real empress.

No one can resist!

Mo Feixue looked at everything in front of him. Immediately, the blood flowed backwards. Annoyance and remorse flooded his whole body. He knelt down in despair.

She, she actually knelt down to a layman she had never looked down upon!

No, it should be called Empress now.

She never dreamed that Chu Jin was really the Empress!

Is it too late for her to pray for Chu Jin's forgiveness now?

The Mo family, the Mo family is still waiting for her to flourish!

No matter what, Chu Jin will help the Mo family reach the highest position. After all, she is Mo Zhixuan's fiancée. As long as she is Mo Zhixuan's fiancee for one day, she will be born as a member of the Mo family and die as a member of the Mo family. the ghost.

She is obliged to help the Mo family get a national name.

Thinking of this, Mo Feixue felt a lot more relaxed. After all, she was still Mo Zhixuan's older sister, and Chu Jin would call her older sister in the future.

Yes, she is Chu Jin's sister.

She is the sister of the Empress.

The Mo family will soon reach the highest position.

Mo Qingyi was completely dumbfounded. Looking at the situation in front of her, she was at a loss. Brother Jin, Brother Jin, Brother Jin has become an empress?

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and kneel down!" At some point, Duanmuzhe walked in from the door, seeing Mo Qingyi still standing there stupidly, he quickly grabbed her shoulders, and knelt down with her. on the ground.

In the audience, only Zheng Chuyi was standing there.

Even if it is death, she is not willing to kneel down to a lowly layman!

It's just that she thought too simply, the deterrent power of the empress could not be resisted by a spirit person from the supernatural world.

boom--

With a loud noise, Zheng Chuyi knelt on the ground uncontrollably, as if someone had kicked her hard from behind.

In this way, it is estimated that even the kneecap is broken.

His head hit the ground, and the white floor tiles were stained red with blood.

What a shame.

Zheng Chuyi never dreamed that one day, she would kneel down to a lowly layman.

The sound of the piano is still going on.

Suddenly, the person who was sitting there stood up suddenly, looked down at the crowd and said, "Why hasn't Xuanwu returned to his seat?" Resisting, everyone prostrated at her feet, hardly daring to raise their eyes to look at her.

If someone looked at her, they would definitely find that there was a red totem mark on this person's originally smooth and white forehead.

At this moment, she is no longer Chu Jin who was reborn from the ashes, but the empress Junhuang who returned with blood!

"Because I am the real Junhuang, how can Xuanwu listen to your call so easily!" A masked beauty in red came slowly from outside the door, her beautiful voice filled the entire hall.