Yun Feiyang retreated and sought second place, decreed that Yun Zishan was removed from the position of the crown prince and made her the regent. Although not so shocking, it also caused an uproar.

Yun Feiyang unexpectedly announced that he would no longer deal with political affairs in the future, and that he wanted to focus on cultivation? Let the regent handle all the government in the future? A baby girl who has just turned eighteen years old has become the ruler of the dynasty, with one person above ten thousand? This is unbelievable, and it also makes countless people question her ability, after all, she is too young.

Five scholars and one hundred civil and military officials knelt outside the palace again. This time Yun Feiyang still ignored it, but a rumor suddenly spread from the palace, which shocked everyone.

In the past five years, Yun Feiyang has devoted himself to cultivation, and all the major events in the dynasty are in fact the master of Yun Zishan alone. In other words, Yun Zishan has secretly been the regent for five years!

The rumors are not groundless. If such rumors can be spread from the imperial house, obviously with Yun Feiyang's consent, the possibility of fraud is very low. Five scholars and civil and military officials were no longer able to oppose it, but they were amazed and amazed that the huge dynasty was actually controlled by a 13-year-old girl five years ago.

When things came out, the four major families and ten major families were all shaken, and countless young princes were shocked to the heavens, and even a few old guys were embarrassed and embarrassed.

Yun Zishan once again became the goddess in the hearts of countless princes. Not only did they want to take it this time, even their family fully supported them to take it. Because if you win the Yunzishan, it is possible to influence the government, and you may become the father of the nation in the future, and your own family will replace the royal family to rule the world.

Zuo Jian was transferred back from Northern Xinjiang, Dongfang was proudly active, Ni Cangben unintentionally competed under family pressure, and frequently appeared at major banquets. Xiao Kuang was released, determined to take Yun Zishan, although Xiao The family had already guessed that Yun Zishan was behind the scenes that killed Xiao Fudie.

The ten big family princes made their moves one after another, but Chamu was the only one who remained unmoved, who was unswervingly committed to the lady of the Nangong family, or had obsessions in his heart, and did not want to pursue this Xiao Lang must kill woman.

Yun Zishan is very busy, not only has to practice but also deals with the political affairs, but also frequently appears ambiguous with all the princes at banquets. What makes countless people feel ashamed is that Yun Zishan actually broke through the battle commander realm, waiting for the awakening of the soul.

Yun Feiyang can awaken a holy spirit, Yun Zishan is so talented if he also awakens a holy spirit, then this woman will make all men ashamed.

She is extremely beautiful, intelligent, and unparalleled in status. If the soul is peerless, who in the world can be worthy of her?

"Your Royal Highness, it's time to rest in the middle of the night!"

The Divine Soul Festival is approaching, the imperial capital is getting cold, and the north wind is fluttering with faint signs of snow. Yun Zishan is sitting in the purple shirt pavilion, dressed in a snow-white fox fur, making her look more delicate and lovely.

This was originally a very strong woman. Everything was not worse than others, but she didn't feel like a strong woman. On the contrary, she had the charm of a Chuchuyi people, so that any man in the world could not help holding her in her arms, so loving and loving.

Yun Zishan is very hard. She sleeps for no more than three hours a day, but she has been here all these years and got used to it. So when she heard Chunxi, she took a sip of ginseng tea and her eyelashes trembled. After a few clicks, he raised his eyelids and said, "Xiao Lang is not dead yet? The matter of the Soul Pavilion has not been investigated, how can I sleep?"

Chunxi frowned and said, "Hasn't your Highness let all the invaders of the Blood Dynasty use them to assassinate Xiao Lang? He is a traitor who is still alive now? And his Highness is treason, what else can he do? This life is doomed to death. Up."

"not like this!"

Yun Zishan stood up, shook his head and said: "All the princes in the world are waste materials, and no one is worthy of this princess. If the same generation, who can make this princess be afraid, only Xiao Lang. And I have a feeling in the dark that he is the only one who can stop the dynasty from dominating the world in the end, and let me lose Yun Zishan!"

"what!"

Chunxi's face was shocked, Yun Zishan actually gave Xiao Lang such a high evaluation?

But when I turned my head and thought, it seemed that what the grassroots master did was no worse than that of the incomparable princess in front of him. Perhaps he was indeed Yun Zishan's rival and enemy! Thinking of this, Chunxi was slightly shocked. If it weren't the fault of all things, Xiao Lang and Yun Zishan had formed an immortal couple at this moment, and then worked hard for the dynasty to dominate the world, how perfect it would be.

Yun Zishan took a faint look at Chunxi, and those wise eyes understood everything, and her heart was extremely complicated for this man. She recalled being assaulted by him twice, and recalling how the young man screamed and murdered in Tsing Yi Pavilion. Recalling his overbearing and fanatical kiss, recalling his reckless treason, Yun Zishan closed her eyes weakly. It is impossible for her to walk with that strange man in this life. She is destined to be a lifelong enemy.

She looked at the faintly bright sky outside, exhaled a scent, a trace of firmness appeared in her eyes, and whispered in a low voice: "Xiao Lang, since you don't submit to me, this princess can only completely destroy you!"

...

Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, thinking about family every holiday season!

The Soul Festival is approaching. Xiao Lang, Xuekui and others have killed all the snowmen in the remaining cities. They didn’t care to wipe out the remaining snowmen who fled back to the land of ice and snow. They hurriedly took the Flying Centipede and went to the Blood Dynasty. Blood Emperor City of the Imperial Capital.

Looking at the lights and colorful, lively atmosphere, preparing to welcome the Blood Emperor City of the Soul Festival, Xiao Lang felt lonely for the first time standing in the snow.

The loneliness this time is not because he is the only one in this world from the loneliness of the earth, but he has begun to think about his relatives.

In the past, he had always been accompanied by Xiao Qingyi or a knife, but today he had to spend it in a foreign race, still as a traitor, not even the magical monster Xiaobai by his side.

Xuekui enthusiastically led the road ahead, leading him to the mansion of the blood red sun. No flight was allowed in the blood emperor city. He and the bloodkui blood tree walked on the wide road, stepping on the thick snow and emitting a slight " Rustle.

There are many people from the Blood Emperor Clan in the Blood Emperor City, and many of them look similar to Xiao Lang in appearance, but the contempt and mockery in their eyes deeply hurt Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang didn't wear a battle armor, but instead wore a thick purple cloak, the same cloak as the Eighth Master. The profound energy revolved quietly, and the body didn't feel the slightest chill. However, he looked at the strange street and the strange alien on the street. He suddenly shrank and tightened his cloak. It seemed that this winter was...very cold.

After half an hour, I arrived at the mansion of the blood red sun, majestic and majestic. He knew that after he entered, there would be a hot jar of wine and a table full of food waiting for him, but he suddenly stopped at the door.

Regardless of saluting his guards with contemptuous eyes, and ignoring the foreign race who pointed at him on the street, he cast his gaze to the south, as if he saw a beautiful woman in a wheelchair in the palace of a hidden sect. With a big stupid man, they were placing bowls and chopsticks, waiting for them to go back to eat.

"Auntie, Xiaodao, I won't accompany you back to the holiday this year, you are all well!"

Xiao Lang sighed softly, turned his head and walked into the mansion, with two drops of tears falling out of the corner of his eyes, not knowing if it was because of the wind that he narrowed his eyes.

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[Author's digression]: There are two chapters in the afternoon, and five chapters today.

The latest update time may be a bit unstable, but it will definitely burst five chapters often!