Chapter 127 My sister wants to become the king of the whole world
The queen mother felt sorry for the emperor's brother.
He was afraid that he would kneel down in the heavy rain, so he immediately sent someone to call them up.
The emperor's brother first begged her mother for her and allowed her to go to the Imperial College for study, and then went to see her father in person until the father nodded and agreed.
On the day I went to the Imperial College, the emperor gave her a pair of ink, paper and inkstones.
Two trees are planted outside the gate of the Imperial College.
He stood under the big tree, personally sorted out her clothes and belts, and reminded him: "Nan Jia, you must not forget your original intention. You must do something and make everyone look at you with admiration."
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How frivolous and arrogant she was that year.
She opened his hand coldly and said disdainfully: "Don't worry, I will definitely be better than you!"
The warm sunshine of winter penetrates the branches, and Xiao Qian's face is blurry but doting in his memory: "I hope that one day in the future, I can proudly tell everyone that my sister Xiao Qian is the most powerful little girl in the world Girl! ”
Life passes rapidly in the cold night with the warm blood.
Xiao Nanjia lowered his eyelashes.
She didn't know if she had become the most powerful girl in the world.
I don’t know if she has become the pride of her brother.
It's probably...
No, right?
The sound of rain all over the sky.
She turned her horse's head and was about to leave when she suddenly heard a weak and trembling voice coming from behind: "Nan Jia, you want to become... a king."
Xiao Nanjia's spine stiffened.
"My sister has chosen the most difficult path...My sister wants to unify the troubled times and become the king of the whole world."
Lightning broke through the rain curtain.
The roaring thunder that followed almost shattered people's eardrums.
Xiao Nanjia's figure shivered for a moment.
The warm liquid rolled down the cheeks.
Xiao Nanjia wiped his face silently and rode his horse into the dark rain screen.
The white paper umbrella was like a flower, floating out of the city gate lightly.
Shang Bingjiu came to Xiao Qian with a big red lantern and a basket of goods on his back.
He tilted his head and exclaimed: "What a pure soul. I can bring you back to life and let you and your wife and daughter live this life safely and richly. Are you willing to sell your soul and become a slave to the evil god?"
The young man has a clear and charming bone, red lips and white teeth, and the night is extremely evil.
Xiao Qian opened his eyes and looked at the black sky where the rain was falling, thinking of Lu Xueying and Xiao Ping'an.
At the last moment when consciousness was distracted, a little smile appeared on the young man's gentle face.
He slowly closed his eyes.
Shang Bingjiu sighed regretfully.
"Brother Xiao..."
Xiao Baojing flipped out the goods basket, and his white and brand new embroidered shoes stepped into the mud.
She squatted beside Xiao Qian, looking at his calm and peaceful face intricately.
The cold rain slid down his cheeks.
Xiao Baojing took out a small handkerchief from his bag and tried to wipe the blood and rain from his face, but he couldn't wipe it clean.
She lowered her head deeply, and her hand holding the small handkerchief gradually tightened, and a sad and pale look appeared in the dim color.
"This rain is so heavy."
It is even bigger and colder than the day when Wangyuan first met.
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Xiao Baojing accompanied Lu Xueying and buried Xiao Qian into the imperial tomb.
Xiao Nanjia officially became emperor, and he gathered the imperial power with a flash of lightning and eliminated Xiao Qian's confidant ministers left in the court.
After the Southern Tang regime stabilized, Xiao Nanjia came to Wendao Academy.
Lu Xueying was wearing white clothes and took Xiao Ping'an to write in the library.
Xiao Nanjia's voice was faint: "Sister-in-law." Lu Xueying had never looked up from the desk.
But Xiao Ping'an put down his brush and happily threw himself into Xiao Nanjia's arms: "Aunt!"
Xiao Nanjia's eyes moved slightly, and she realized that Lu Xueying had not told Xiao Ping'an about her killing Xiao Qian.
She squatted down on one knee and kissed Xiao Ping'an's face, but said to Lu Xueying: "I plan to take Xiao Ping'an into the palace and make him the crown prince."
"I know that the emperor's sister-in-law hates me." Xiao Nanjia stood up, held Xiao Ping'an's hand, and looked at the woman who was still moving behind the desk, "But dynasty changes have always been like this. Maybe I will be killed by a close relative in the future, but This is the path I chose myself, and I can't blame others."
Lu Xueying's shoulders trembled slightly, as if she could no longer bear it.
Xiao Baojing took Yaoyao behind the bookcase. Seeing that they were tense, he quickly signaled Yaoyao to take Xiaoping'an out.
It was not until Xiao Ping'an was taken away from the library by Yaoyao that Lu Xueying raised her swollen eyes, crying and cried, and said word by word like crying blood: "He is your brother!"
Xiao Nanjia stood in Guangli, his tone was cold and distant: "Those who block my great cause can also be killed by the closest relatives."
"You——"
Lu Xueying shook her head slowly like an incomprehensible, and finally defeated her indignation and drew her sword to attack Xiao Nanjia regardless of everything.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Although she is a weirdo, she is not powerful.
Xiao Nanjia easily avoided her, held her wrist with one hand, and snatched the long sword straight away.
She stared at Lu Xueying from close range, and the face of the demonic face seemed to have been quenched: "I just ascended the throne, and there are many things to do. I don't have more patience to spend on my sister-in-law. If my sister-in-law dares to do it, I I don't mind sending you to reunite with my royal brother."
Lu Xueying stared at her with tears in her eyes.
Xiao Nanjia avoided her sight and turned around and left the library.
Xiao Baojing looked at Lu Xueying slumped on the ground, subconsciously grasping her clothes, trying to step forward to comfort her but didn't know where to comfort her.
The husband was killed and the daughter was taken away...
I am afraid that all the words in ancient books and dictionaries will not be able to comfort Lu Xueying.
When she was in a daze, when she came to her senses, she saw Lu Xueying raise her long sword and wipe her neck resolutely.
It's a sacrifice for love.
Xiao Baojing's pupils instantly shrank: "Sister Xueying!"
She didn't bother to trip over her skirt and rolled over, but it was too late!
Outside the library.
Xiao Nanjia led Xiao Ping'an and had not yet walked out of the school. A death knell suddenly came from behind.
It's obviously winter.
But countless fireflies flew out from the reeds beside the stream.
They shone with a dim light, and at the dusk when the golden crow fell, they flew into the library in groups, as if they were rushing to a grand funeral.
Xiao Ping'an curiously raised his little round face and said childishly: "There are so many fireflies!"
Xiao Nanjia lowered his eyelashes.
Her steps only paused for a few moments, and then she resolutely set out on the way back to the palace.
It was night.
Xiao Baojing helped deal with Lu Xueying's funeral. It was before dawn when he returned to the bedroom.
The peddler was not asleep yet, standing under the eaves of the palace with barefoot hair, bent his fox eyes to see the fireflies in the distance.
Xiao Baojing rubbed his sore and tired eyes: "You are not asleep yet..."
Shang Bingjiu stretched out his hand.
A firefly emitting a faint green light paused at his fingertips.
He smiled, "I'm hungry."
Xiao Baojing can't hear these three words now.
The cold wind blows by.
I don't know if it was his own illusion, but Xiao Baojing found that since the merchant soldier swallowed Gu Song's dragon vein, his body seemed to have grown taller, revealing a piece of pale and thin ankles under the hem of the robe, and even his wide sleeves seemed to be half short.
Her voice was stiff: "You...what do you want to eat?"
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