In the early morning, under the morning light, it was scattered through the window paper in the room, and it was warm.

In front of the mirror, Xia Xinyu put up her long hair, a light beam of hosta, simple and elegant.

Ning Chen stood aside, quietly looking at the woman who was dressing, the smile on her face became gentler.

I never thought that one day, he would stand here like this, watching his wife dressing up, as if it was a fate of fate, missed thirty years, and finally returned to the original point.

After finishing her dressing, Xia Xinyu got up and stepped forward to take the plain clothes that she had prepared earlier, and put on the former.

"Are you going to pay homage to your mother today?"

Just a few steps away, Xia Xinyu asked softly as she sorted out the clothes for her husband.

"Um" Ning Chen nodded and responded.

"I'm going to prepare snacks" Xia Xinyu said.

Ning Chen smiled gently and nodded again.

The door opens, the warmth of the morning sun lingers, and a new day begins.

Xia Xinyu walked out of the room and personally prepared the pastries for the memorial service.

Ning Chen stood in the room, looking at the former figure's leaving back, his calm eyes, like the ocean, not bottomed out.

"She still has less than twenty years of life. Since you promised to marry her, you must not lose her."

I don't know when, before the room, Lime came and reminded him with a straight look.

"I know"

Ning Chen said softly.

"Don't worry about anything for the past two decades, please accompany her," Lime sighed.

"I will"

Ning Chen nodded.

From time to time, the figure of Daxia Emperor's Mausoleum appeared, and the fate of plain long dress and the princess Daxia nine in light purple dress came side by side.

The red maple floats past, and the wind of late autumn, with a little chill, promotes the arrival of winter.

Inside the emperor's mausoleum, he ordered to kneel and put down the cakes one by one, with a faint smile on his face.

"Ma'am, Xinyu and I have come to see you"

Ning Chen reached out and brushed away the fine sand on the tombstone, and said softly, "In the past, you always hoped that Xinyu and I could come together. Now, your wish has come true. Xinyu is now the daughter-in-law of Hou Fu gone"

Aside, Xia Xinyu knelt beside her silently, her husband and her husband, her people, her heart, no longer belong to themselves in the future.

"I didn't think it before, but now think about it, you are the smartest person in the world. The way you arranged for me, I deviated from it for thirty years, and I came back in the end."

"In the future, you can rest assured that Daxia is very good, Ziyi is very good, Xinyu and I are also very good"

The whispering words in the emperor's mausoleum lasted for a long time. The famous Xia Xingzhihou, who was famous all over the world, traveled all his life and fought for his life. Only before this elder who once blessed, cared, and scolded him, could he disguise, complain, complain , Share joy.

How come the world is the second fathomer, willing to sacrifice all the people who cherish in the guardianship, how come the world is the second grandson grandmother, as a young man who is a little clever but a little reckless, treats himself as he is, regardless of name and safety Repeatedly protect each other.

Paying and rewarding are always difficult to match, especially for emotions, however, there are always exceptions.

The eldest grandson gave gratitude and affection, knowing his life in return for gratitude and affection, and the prosperous age of Daxia.

Outside the emperor's mausoleum, the time passed a little bit, and at noon on the day, the maple forest not far away, the maple leaves rustled and drifted across the sky.

In the Emperor's Mausoleum, Ning Chen kneeling on the ground, frowning unconsciously, looked at the woman next to her, and said softly, "I went out and went back and then went back"

"Ok"

Xia Xinyu answered quietly without asking much.

Ning Chen got up, stepped out of the emperor's tomb, and walked towards Fenglin not far away.

In the maple forest, one figure after another hurried through, rushing towards the emperor's mausoleum.

Su Yi appeared, standing in the maple forest, his eyes cold and calmly said, "Did you come to me?"

"kill"

Without saying a word, the killing opportunity has now emerged, and more than 30 strong figures have passed by, and the sword is shining, killing people.

"You shouldn't be here, your master didn't tell you, should you choose a place to bury your bones before you start?"

The words fell, the star soul came out of the sheath, and the vermilion's sword, a moment later, Su Yi moved with it, killing the eyes, life and death uncertain.

The unsatisfied sword passed through the sky and the red maple, the blood flower bloomed with it, and the final glory of life was so beautiful.

Hong Feng fell, Su Yi's figure stopped, and behind him, more than thirty figures fell to the ground, from the beginning to the end, even the moves will be able to come out in the future.

Unwilling and shocked eyes, until death, difficult to close, only at the last moment, only to know, what is heaven.

"Meet Wuhou"

Outside the Maple Forest, a general guarding the tomb came quickly, respectfully saluting.

"Clean it up, don't say anything"

Ning Chen said calmly.

"Yes"

The general led the order and answered.

Ning Chen received his sword and walked towards Fenglin.

Inside the emperor's mausoleum, Xia Xinyu waited quietly for the former to return. Half a minute later, Su Yi walked in, and the smile on her face was still gentle.

"Let's go back"

Seeing the former come back, Xia Xinyu said softly.

"it is good"

Ning Chen nodded, once again saluted the stone in front of the tomb, said goodbye, and left with the people around him.

At the same time, dozens of unfamiliar figures appeared in Hongbin Temple, Yingbinyuan, and Imperial City, without saying a word, and directly entered the Yingbinyuan.

At noon, there was no sign of killing. In the hospital court, the guarded soldiers who were guarding were unexpected, and when the reaction came, they were dead and wounded.

Each of the thirteen figures is a master above the congenital, and there are even a number of three disaster victims who are hiding, all the way to the courtyard where the Northern Mongolian emperor is located.

"Your Majesty, there are Assassins"

In the courtyard not far away, Amethyst felt, his expression suddenly frozen, reminded.

Mingyue heard the words, frowning slightly, assassin? what happened.

At this time, how could there be assassins?

Without thinking, the three figures appeared, and the powerful breath was shocking.

The wordless killing, the knife kills, kills mercilessly, and cuts forward to the emperor.

Amethyst's eyes were cold, his figure flashed, his hands shook his sword.

With a loud bang, the cold light overflowed, and the knife was desperate, and the knife came again.

Fear of injury and the bright moon behind him, Amethyst had many worries about the move, and for a time, the controlled three teamed up.

In the rear, Mingyue looked at the three people, and the exquisite little faces showed their coldness. These people were obviously dead, and it seemed that there were restless people who shot.

Outside the Hongya Temple, a pair of imperial forbidden troops came to the Imperial City. In the imperial palace, two envoys flew out and rushed towards the Yingbin Courtyard.

The assassination of the Northern Mongolian emperor in Daxia is a great event. If it is not handled well, it is likely that there will be another war between the two dynasties.

In Tianyu Temple, after hearing the report from the Dark Dragon Guardian, Xia Chi's face immediately became somber and abnormal. Who was planning behind him? There was no wind before.

In front of Zhiminghou Mansion, the two returned, Xia Xinyu stopped, looking at the person in front of her, her beautiful face rose with a gentle smile, and said, "Walking so fast along the way, you must still be worried, you go, I just go in."

"I will be back soon"

Ning Chen said apologetically, no longer delayed, stepped over, and hurried in the direction of the sound of the war.

In front of Hou Mansion, Xia Xinyu looked at the former figure away, and the smile on her face became softer. She knew that he could not let go, nor did she need to put it down. In the future, she would bear with him.

In the Yingbin courtyard, the sound of war became more and more fierce. Amethyst force blocked the three strongest deceased persons, and propped up a sky with a thin body behind them.

Outside the Yingbin courtyard, thousands of imprisoned soldiers arrived, enclosing the entire Hongyang Temple and blocking all the roads.

Two royal offerings appeared, just about to shoot, but the body was shocked and saluted respectfully.

"See Wuhou"

Not far away, the figure of Su Yi stepped forward, holding the sword in his left hand, the sword was not sheathed, but it made people feel endless pressure.

"See Wuhou"

Outside the hospital, many imprisoned soldiers gave way and respected the salute.

"You should do whatever you want, give me here"

Ning Chen answered quietly and walked into the Yingbin courtyard with his sword.

In the Yingbin courtyard, the aftermath of the war oscillated, the rocks rolled up, the center of the war, Amethyst, with one enemy and three, gradually emerged.

With a loud bang, the palm swords collided again, the battle separated, and vermilion dripped.

In front of Mingyue, Amethyst raised her hands to wipe the blood from the corners of her mouth. She was about to take another shot, but her body was a slight meal.

However, in the battle situation, although the pace of the plain clothes stepped forward, although the pace was not in a hurry, a terrifying pressure permeated the entire hospital.

"Retreat"

Ning Chen glanced at the injured amethyst and said.

"Yes"

Amethyst respectfully led the order, with the bright moon behind him, withdrew from the ten steps.

"It's such a blatant act in the Daxia Imperial City. What your master and son are planning is really not small. I know that you are dead men and you are not afraid of death. However, death is sometimes not so easy."

The words fell, Su Yi flickered, the sword came out, the sword returned, and the war ended.

The three people who collapsed to the ground, their blood stained the ground under the blood, and their martial arts were exhausted, and even the energy of self-sufficiency was no longer left.

"Go summon the Chief Secretary"

Ning Chen looked at the forbidden soldier outside the courtyard and calmly said.

"Yes"

The generals of the imprisoned army took orders and left quickly.

Shortly afterwards, a rather young-faced official arrived, and after seeing the scene in the hospital, he pressed his heart throbbingly and saluted the figure in front of him in a respectful manner.

"See Lord Wuhou"

"The three people hand it to you"

Ning Chen looked at the director of Tai Li in front of him ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ said indifferently, "You should know what the duty of Tai Li is. I don't care what method you use, I must let them spit out the people behind the instructions. "

"Yes"

The young official respectfully led the way.

The three deceased were taken away, and the director of contemporary Taili also left. In the courtyard, Mingyue supported the amethyst that was getting more and more injured.

Ning Chen went up to explore the former vein, his eyes narrowed slightly, poisonous?

"Follow me to Hou Mansion"

Knowing that it was no longer safe, Ning Chen didn't hesitate anymore and led the two towards the outside of Yingbin Courtyard.

The two royal families enshrined their expressions and were shocked. They hurried forward and said, "Hou Ye, this is out of order, please think twice."

"When you catch the person behind the scene, come and talk to me about the rules"

Ning Chen said in a cold voice, and left with the two behind him.