Chapter 888 The Palace of the Empress
It’s so naive and ridiculous that he wants to get recognition from people like Ying Ji and Bailiyu. He tries his best to please, cater, and pretend to be good. In the end, he gets nothing and loses everything. !
Bailian died in the light anyway.
And he has never been favored by the light from beginning to end.
Even for a moment, his life is no longer for himself.
Under such crazy thoughts, Ying Xiu slowly developed an evil darkness that he had never dared to imagine.
He slowly opened his bloodshot face and looked at Gu Sansong: "What can I get from helping you?"
Gu Sansong's eyes at this moment seemed to be patiently watching. As if the prey was slowly caught in the net, he saw Ying Xiu's eyes open.
He smiled and said: "At least it will not be lower than what you had three years ago."
Ying Xiu said: "To deal with the Zhongyou Dynasty and to risk the life of the empress, the ancient alliance leader is really brave. Not small..."
Gu Sansong said: "If you don't think about the plan of the deep pool, how can you get the pearl under Li Long's chin? It is true that Ying Ji is the daughter of the emperor.
Hundreds of years ago, she would not have been Baili. Yu said moving, participating in the human world The power struggle is coming...
Zhongyou is a neutral dynasty between the Yin and Yang worlds. If I touch a hair on her, the Taiyin Emperor can certainly destroy my entire clan and drive me and my descendants into exile. eighteen It is not an exaggeration to say that one will never be reincarnated in the hell.
But as the daughter of the Netherworld Emperor, Ying Ji interfered with human affairs without authorization and undoubtedly involved the entire Zhongyou Dynasty in the order of the world.
She will naturally be controlled by the laws of the human world. As long as she has a good reputation, I will touch her. As the Lord of Jiuyou, does Taiyin Emperor dare to overturn the order of the six realms?
Of course, the risk I took was huge, but if I could capture Zhongyou, it would undoubtedly be worth the risk. ”
Zhongyou is far stronger than the three sects. If you can kill the empress, control Zhongyou, and gain the power of the six Yin Kings, the Wandao Immortal Alliance will have a long way to go in the future.
How could Ying Xiu not know that he was seeking skin from a tiger, but at the same time he also knew that ancient If Sansong wants to succeed and take complete control of the Zhongyou Dynasty, he, the fake prince, is indispensable
He needs a legitimate successor who can be his puppet and lead Zhongyou. Ying Xiu is one of the best candidates.
One of the options, not an absolute.
Ying Xiu's eyes flashed and he said: "Third grade, Tianxi Rebellion, do you know the whereabouts of a man named Si Chen?"
"Si Chen?" Gu Sansong After pondering for a moment, he said: "Are you talking about the Lord of Xianling City? I heard that he went into the Valley of Chaos with Sword Master Yu regardless of his own strength, and died after sharing the food of three hundred thousand ghouls. It’s very miserable.”
Gu Sansong was so thoughtful. At this time, when he heard Ying Xiu suddenly asking about an unrelated person, he suddenly smelled something unusual:
"Why does Prince Yingxiu care so much about this person? Could it be that he has something to do with Zhongyou's great cause."
During the conversation, Ying Xiu had been observing the changes in his demeanor, and he understood something in his heart. He was sure that Gu Sansong didn't know Bailian's true identity, and he couldn't help but feel confused.
He knew his identity as the false prince. He seemed to know a lot, but he knew nothing about the identity of the real prince.
However, after hearing what happened to Bailian, Ying Xiu felt relieved and calmed down.
He straightened his clothes expressionlessly and said, "It's not impossible for you and me to cooperate, but I don't want to see any threats, and the ancient alliance leader doesn't have to play tricks with me. Since you appeared Here, I really don’t doubt that the son in Du Yicui’s belly is my child.”
He raised his head and said indifferently: “If you sincerely work together with me, why should I keep this son...? .”
With such a light word, it seemed as if what he was casually erasing was not his own flesh and blood.
In his life, he has never enjoyed any real warmth. Everything is false. Naturally, he is extremely indifferent to human blood and family affection and cannot empathize with it.
Gu Sansong raised his eyebrows and laughed out loud: "Prince Yingxiu, you don't need to be so vigilant. There is no doubt that you are my unique candidate to control Zhongyou. There will be no father-son battle for the throne in the future. As for Du Yicui’s unborn son, that is the gift I prepared for His Highness.”
Ying Xiu’s expression changed: “A gift?”< br>
Gu Sansong lowered his eyes and looked Ying Xiu up and down, and said: "Your Highness is completely drained of energy. Even if I use the best medicine, I can't repair your body that is riddled with holes. Your Highness's The body is made of talisman. Once damaged, it is extremely difficult to repair. Doesn’t His Highness want to have a perfect human body? ”
"You mean..."
Gu Sansong said with a smile: "After three years of pregnancy, I absorbed the spiritual power of the mother's body. I used a secret method to plant spiritual roots into the fetal spirit and purify the soul. There is no doubt that, Du Yicui's neutron child is the first in history The purest body with imaginary spiritual roots.
As long as the child is born, Your Highness will follow the secret method of seizing the body that I teach you and seize the child's spiritual roots. The blood connection between father and son must be stronger than the ordinary physical body. Comprehensive understanding It's much easier.
Since then, judging from the talent and qualifications, His Highness is the worthy future crown prince of Zhongyou. With such a holy master in Zhongyou, why worry about the six Yin Kings not submitting to your feet? ”
Ying Xiu’s eyes were strange, cold and calm. He pulled the gauze on his face, revealing a corner of his bloody face. He smiled conspiratorially: "This is really... exciting. .”
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Zhongyou Dynasty, Empress Palace.
Several maids in charge of sweeping were cleaning the courtyard. They watched the six Yin Kings walking away from the palace with cold and ugly expressions, and couldn't help but whisper.
"Did you see it? Today the six Yin Kings gathered together again to discuss matters with the Empress. But looking at the faces of those adults, it doesn't look good."
"Where can I go? I heard that the empress had a nightmare last night with a high fever and suffered a serious illness.
Three years ago, the empress left the dynasty and went to the unlucky place of Tianxi Sword Sect. ,quilt After Bailiyu was injured, his health deteriorated day by day.
Three years ago, the Yin Kings made an angry remonstrance and attacked Tianxi to capture the ungrateful man.
The queen is being fucked The unfaithful person has been let down so miserably, but he did not issue an order to attack him. Since ancient times, we Zhongyou have never suffered from such depression at the hands of any monk in the world."
"Oh, not since my queen six hundred years ago. The holy body was damaged, and her body was getting worse day by day. Today, her crazy and crazy attacks became more frequent, but at this time, His Royal Highness was not here."
"What's even worse is that I heard that the Underworld Sect and the Cantian Sect have been trying to expropriate the dynasty in recent days.
Because of the disaster three years ago, I have accumulated grudges with all the immortal sect forces in the world. Quite profoundly, in the past three years, there has been suppression by the six Yin Kings, and external forces have The power of Zhongyou is just a small criticism.
Under the secret control of the two forces in the imperial city, there has been a lot of movement in the outside world. "
The palace attendants looked worried.
The Empress is extremely powerful, and absolute power brings absolute sanctions.
As a result, although the Zhongyou Dynasty was deeply feared by the immortal forces in the world, as long as she was around, the government of the Zhongyou Dynasty rarely experienced turmoil.
Even two hundred years ago, the former Yin King rebelled, and the Empress suppressed it forcefully, stopping the killing with killing, and stabilizing the government in a matter of seconds.
So much so that in the past two hundred years, no matter how bad the empress's body and temperament were, the spying advisers in the dark side of the dynasty were frightened by the bloodshed and had to suppress their ambitions and desires. . But in recent days, Tianxi Sword Sect is holding a big funeral, and the news has spread to Zhongyou, forcing the empress to become even more crazy and dangerous.
Not to mention the empress, even the little palace attendants like them were extremely upset when they heard the news.
Although His Highness the Crown Prince lost contact with the Tianxi Sword Sect three years ago, this does not mean that His Highness has returned from disaster.
The Queen has not spoken yet, so how can the Xi Jian Sect hold a funeral without permission that day.
Isn’t this taking a knife and stabbing the empress in the heart?
After a great funeral, the empress's temperament changed drastically. In recent days, she has obviously given up on herself. If it were not for the suppression of the Yin Kings in the court, rebellion would have started in all directions.
While they were whispering, not far away, a young man in blue clothes and black hair came holding a lamp.
The man, wearing a crown and a broad belt, was holding a red lacquer food box in his hand, and was wearing a blue round-collared official uniform. In the night, the slender young man walked leisurely on the palace road with his face half lowered.
Seeing the person coming, all the palace attendants stopped what they were doing, with respect in their eyes. They bowed their heads and saluted: "I have met Mr. Fengyu."
The man in front of them, Died nine hundred years ago, he was the only heroic spirit in the Zhongyou Dynasty who held power in all directions with his medical skills.
He was born as an Earth Immortal of the Liuqing Dao during his lifetime. He was a descendant of the Shennong family. His medical skills were unparalleled and he was also a famous existence in the world.
Because nine hundred years ago, a great epidemic broke out in Nanze, describing the end of the world as the end of the world, and thousands of living beings miserable.
It was the Sanxian He Xingyun who used his body as medicine and cut his flesh to make medicine. He saved all living beings in Nanze from water and fire and died of the great plague, thus becoming famous all over the world.
He Xingyun had great merits and virtues, and could have been promoted to the realm of the Pure One after his death.
But he refused to ascend. Instead, he turned into a heroic spirit and returned to Zhongyou. In such a decisive and incomprehensible way, he forced himself to stay in the world and was appointed to Zhongyou.
As a heroic spirit, He Xingyun held a decisive position and weight in the Zhongyou Dynasty.
In terms of strength and cultivation, he may not be considered extremely strong, but he possesses exquisite medical skills, unparalleled skills, constant knowledge, and the ability to divine and understand. He can not only cure ordinary monks, but also Can heal ghosts and spirits.
Medicine cures diseases, and Buddha helps those who are destined.
The ghost doctor He Xingyun can not only save people, but also diagnose and treat the dead.
In the Zhongyou Dynasty, everyone, whether they were crafty cultivators or dead heroic spirits, treated Lord Fengyu with great respect.
He Xingyun arrived in front of the Queen's Palace, and two ghost soldiers and heroes in heavy armor also saluted him.
Under the masks, they showed embarrassment and whispered: "Master Fengyu, your Majesty is not very emotionally stable right now. All the six Yin Kings have been rejected. I'm afraid you won't be able to enter the palace now. Great.”
It’s not like one or two days have passed since Empress Ying Ji went crazy, and the Empress Palace is not what it used to be.
For the past two hundred years, no palace attendant has served in the palace. Once she suffers from nightmares and becomes insane, unable to control the power in her body, and killing someone by mistake, it will be irreparable.
The two ghost soldiers guarding the Empress Palace may seem ordinary, but they also have the cultivation to overcome the tribulation realm.
They still have the ability to protect themselves from being killed. King Yin can enter the palace and guarantee that he will not be injured.
But He Xingyun, who was born with medical skills, would be knocked out of his mind and fall into chaos whenever he was scratched or touched by the empress.
The heroic spirits in Zhongyou relied on Master Fengyu to treat their illnesses and injuries, and did not want him to seek death.
He Xingyun smiled brightly, shook the food box in his hand, and said: "I made some medicinal food to soothe the nerves and nourish the qi. I hope it can be of some help to Your Majesty."
You Bing said helplessly: "Why bother yourself, sir?"
He Xingyun put down his hand He put on the lamp and said calmly: "If His Majesty's mood can improve and return to the court as soon as possible, those young people will naturally have nothing to fear. Congratulating someone's life is not worth mentioning, but His Majesty's holy body should be the top priority."
The two ghost soldiers hesitated for a while, pondered for a moment, and finally got out of the way.
He Xingyun entered the palace with a lantern, and the moment he pushed the door open, he was greeted by a bitingly cold wind. He Xingyun's heart felt as cold as if it had been covered by frost.
He squeezed his cold fingers and cast his gaze into the dark depths of the palace.
The huge palace only had a few dim lights burning, making it look particularly dark.
There is no breath of living people in the cold and dead palace. There seems to be a dark stream of light surging in the air, which is extremely dark and depressing.
The jade case crosses the Senleng Palace, the moonlight outside the window is like frost, and in the quiet wind, the cold blue curtains are flying in front of the hall like dark clouds.
He Xingyun looked closely and saw the bright red slender figure behind the curtain.
His eyes fell on the figure for just one glance and then he looked away. He lowered his eyes and knelt down, placed the food box in front of his knees, kowtowed and said, "I congratulate Xingyun, I have met your empress."
There was a loud sound of wind in the palace. It was clearly an empty and dead palace, but for a moment, it felt like it was in the violent sea, with invisible wind and waves crashing on the shore and rolling in.
It was overturned by the flood tide, and it was bottomless as far as the eye could see.
Under the heavy curtains that were rolling wildly, the woman in front of the palace slowly turned her eyes as if they were made of blood, filled with murderous intent!
Under those piercing eyes, He Xingyun's face turned pale, his energy was in chaos, and his heartbeat was beating wildly.
As soon as he raised his head, the fluttering curtain seemed to be sweeping past his chest gently.
He Xingyun's cheeks and neck suddenly turned a strange and unhealthy red color. Blood beads as fine as cow hair rushed out of his pores, and his green clothes were instantly stained red with blood.
He gritted his teeth, and his straight shoulders were bent by the invisible and abundant force. Finally, he could no longer support himself. A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground, unable to get up.
He Xingyun was lying on the ground and heard a low scraping sound of clothes in front of him.
"Your Majesty..."
In the space, invisible force lifted up He Xingyun's limbs, and his vision was spinning.
As soon as He Xingyun raised his eyes, his gaze was fixed for a moment, and a dark needle glowing with black light hung there between his eyebrows, as if it would penetrate the sea of consciousness and go straight into the soul in the next moment.
He Xingyun's body was filled with coldness. He looked into the eyes of the woman in front of him, and his heart seemed to be touched.
"I came to see He Xingyun without being summoned..." Ying Ji's eyebrows were filled with hazy light, her brow bones were beautiful, and her pupils were inorganic and cold.
But in He Xingyun's eyes, her appearance became more and more stunning and beautiful, but she was also more difficult to get close to than ever before.
The cold and distant face is slightly the same, her eyes are full of unknown blood, and the tone of her voice is cold and low, like ice brushing the tip of her heart:
"Do you think that I am delirious? I'm so mad that I dare to be so rude and presumptuous."
(End of this chapter)