The army is approaching the royal capital Tianque.

There are still traces of war in Tianque City.

No one is welcomed.

Although the two giants fought to avoid causing additional damage, both of them eventually threw a lot of thunder and fire, and their attacks ultimately caused serious injuries to many mortals.

Now, the flames in the city have naturally been extinguished, but the displaced people have been placed in a hurry, and the family of the emperor is full of things. When the royal power is replaced, it is the time when conspiracy and tricks arise.

Where would anyone care about these people?

You care.

Do you want to win people's hearts?

Who are you winning people's hearts for?

What did you do if you put it together?

No?

Didn't go back and investigate.

Ji Changle's power is not stable, especially the fourth brother who was stronger than him before has not died. Although the fourth brother is similar to him, he is also a waste. Even when he witnessed his own eyes how the third brother was killed, he was still in a romantic and happy place.

The two of them had a lot of fun together before. Theoretically, they should have had a very close relationship, but now they are different.

Who can figure out the mentality of a cowardly and cowardly person who has been in a lifetime and suddenly becomes the emperor?

First of all, the ecstasy like a nouveau riche.

The second is to be worried and afraid that all this will be taken away.

Secondly, he was afraid, because he was still being manipulated as a puppet to carry the Red Chamber...

These complex emotions made the entire palace and even the entire Great Zhou filled with a panic.

Ji Sheng was not panicked. He had accepted his fate and was completely controlled.

However, he was really unwilling to lose.

He wanted to see the Wen Fenglei in the Heavenly Prison and talk about the details, but no one would agree to him.

He wanted to meet his former queen, the three thousand beloved Xia Ning... He already knew that he was manipulated by illusions and knew that he had no close relationship with the big monster.

But he didn't understand what this monster was for?

But no one agreed to him.

The emperor who once called the wind and rain was now tied in a small and luxurious bedroom, and it was difficult to move forward. The winner was the king and the loser was the enemy. This should have been the case.

Where is Xia Ning?

She might be waiting.

Maybe...

The voice of the angry sister who was related to Xia Ji in her heart, suppressed the guilt, suppressed the memories that rushed into her heart, and appeared one by one like a flash of rebirth.

Yue Xiaoxiao has already circled back to Changhong Lake from the bottom of the Jingui Palace, and then back to the East China Sea...

Without the supply of demonic energy, which demon can withstand it?

What's more, Yue Xiaoxiao already understood the intention of this demon queen.

Empress...

But it’s not just a problem of lack of evil energy supply.

Her body, the demon soul, was severely damaged as early as the end of the war in the Demon Emperor era.

Yue Xiaoxiao is not qualified to know how serious the injury is.

But this noble little fish demon already knows one thing:

The Empress was not just waiting to see the human brother at a glance.

She even came to the world this time and was not ready to go back alive...

She was just like a seriously ill and dying monster, choosing how to spend the last days of her life.

The Empress chose the human brother who had no blood relationship with her.

Why?

Yue Xiaoxiao didn't know.

The Empress only said that Xia Ji was an ordinary human...

She just wanted to experience the warmth of the world.

That's all.

So, Yue Xiaoxiao left. After all, it just listened to the secret order of the demon king in the East China Sea and asked it to welcome the demon clan's concubine back to the East China Sea, but in the end it still had to respect the empress's own meaning.

The Great Red Ape is gone.

The noble among the demons, the five elements of the water and wood, Taipan, also left.

The weird water monster who likes to comb his hair with his head and also left.

The demons scattered cleanly.

It's okay, who will attack the human capital?

Lying back to the East China Sea, isn’t the sun’s essence and the moon fragrant?

This city.

This country.

There are many people.

But here...

Xia Ning gently rubbed his hands in late autumn and sniffed the heat.

There were some white particles floating above the courtyard of her Jingui Palace, as if the winter snow was about to fall in advance.

Calculate the time, it's time for Xiaoji to come back.

After all, she can get the information that Ji Changle can get.

Xia Ning turned around and held the table and chairs, walked all the way to the oven, turned on the stove, she sniffed and bit her lip.

Because it is imperfect, it has a little burnt smell.

But it's too late.

She picked up the small muffins one by one and placed them neatly in a small meal basket covered with silver paper.

The maid Bixia, who was beside her, said, "Empress Dowager, I will help you..."

Xia Ning shook her head, she slowly clamped each piece, and she moved very slowly. At the end, she gently placed it on the small muffin with a clean thick cloth.

Hold the basket between your arms...

She looked outside the door.

Xiaoxue fell indeed.

The snow in the north indicates that the cold winter has arrived.

Xia Ning picked up an oil-paper umbrella and called the carriage.

The wheels shattered the strong wind and went straight out of the palace.

The snow turned sharp.

The sky is like salt, feathers, squids, like a white ocean, and like a dragon that has not yet awakened... from the south.

...

...

“It’s snowing.”

"It's snowing!"

"It's snowing!!"

The soldiers from the Central Army heading north began to yell, with more or less emotion hidden in their voices and a sense of ease.

I have gone before, and the willows are swaying, but now I am here, and the rain and snow are falling.

This is a good time to return home, at least this winter can be spent in Wangdu.

Xia Ji lifted the curtain, looked out the window and put it down again, and clapped the black box on the side of his hand. It was the fierce sword Xia Ning chose for him.

His mind was immersed in the wind and snow.

At this moment, he is not an underground king, nor a six-armed Ksitigarbha, nor a six-winged goddess, nor a simple, honest and lustful calf head...

At this moment, he is himself, the child who is about to come out of the worldly circle of past life, romantic and unintentional things.
To be continued...