"This is God's blessing to keep you safe in your life."

The road to the emperor is too difficult, and the road that Shen Qingyan has to walk is too bumpy and full of thorns.

The last thing she could do for him was to keep him safe.

"Xiao Qi wants to be a wise ruler. You must always remember that no matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will walk with you where you can't see."

Di, the villain's blackening value is cleared to zero, congratulations to the host for completing the task

When the sound of the system came, Si Tu breathed a sigh of relief.

But looking at the boy who looked like the sky was falling down in front of him, Situ raised his arm and wanted to touch the top of his head again.

Unfortunately, the wound was so deep that she lost the strength to lift it halfway.

Just when her arms were about to drop, Shen Qingyan grabbed her wrist, knelt in front of her, and lowered her noble head.

As he wished, he touched the top of his soft and familiar hair, and the corner of Situ's mouth curved into a satisfied smile.

The sunset on the horizon is as red as flames, and the sun is exerting its last light and heat, bringing extreme tenderness to this land.

"Xiao Qi, you will be the greatest emperor of Da Zhou in the future. You don't have to belittle yourself. Your people will love you and support you."

"There's going to be someone who likes your sacrifice and likes your kind."

So yeah, you deserve the best things in the world.

It has nothing to do with origin, facial features, or abilities.

Just because you are Shen Qingyan

The young man's mind is too sensitive and has a tendency to grow crooked.

Si Tu can only rely on this last bit of time to influence him, hoping that in the future he will really become a generation of Ming Jun.

get away

The memory of the God Realm in her mind made Situ extremely irritable, and she needed a quiet place to digest it.

okay

The system was just about to leave, but was called back by the Lord God.

Drop, the villain's blackening value is full, please continue to complete the task.

Situ: ? ? ?

"Since A Tu wants me to be a Mingjun, why don't you come and supervise me in person? Without you, everything I do is meaningless."

Lifting the sword in her hand, Shen Qingyan pressed it against his neck.

But at the moment when the blade slid across his neck, his body was full of golden light, and the sword was bounced out.

"master!"

After Fuchen cleaned up the dead, he turned around and saw that his master was about to die for love.

Fortunately, there is that golden light, otherwise, wouldn't his master really die at the bottom of the cliff!

But, what about the woman in the arms of the master just now?

The temperature in his arms gradually dissipated, just as Shen Qingyan gradually cooled his frozen heart.

It turned out that he didn't even have the right to die.

In the past, he lived to see her again, but now he wants to live for these Limins who can't even fight with him.

Who the hell wants to be this emperor!

What did the lives of those Da Zhou people have to do with him!

He just wants to be with his fairy sister, is it that hard?

The person in his arms instantly turned into nothingness. Did he not even give him a single thought?

Shen Qingyan kept kneeling and lowered his head, like a statue.

At this moment, he lost all thoughts of surviving.

God's blessing, he didn't want it.

This golden hood, for him, is more of a restraint.

Shen Qingyan knelt down here for a whole night, and Fu Chen and other guards also suffered the cold wind all night.

No one knew what the woman the master wanted to protect with her life looked like.

They even secretly guessed that this woman was imagined by the master.

But when they saw the Qiankun bag, their suspicions were dispelled.

Maybe, there really are gods in this world.

When Shen Qingyan returned to the tent, Shen Liangping was really frightened.

The dark guards and dead men he sent out were all chosen from a hundred in a hundred, so he still hasn't been able to solve a Shen Qingyan?

Could it be that he really is a person cursed by God, as rumored in the market?

After alleviating his inner surprise, Shen Liangping continued to play the character of his loving father, and said warmly,

"I've been looking for you for a long time, and I'm relieved to see you're all right."

Don't worry, he can't let go of it at all.

If Shen Qingyan didn't die for a day, it would be difficult for his fifth prince to be the crown prince justifiably.

Knowing that Shen Qingyan was so difficult to deal with, he shouldn't have used this sharp blade in the first place!

"My son was seriously injured, and only a hunter could save his life."

Shen Qingyan was neither humble nor arrogant, and murderous intent surged in his lowered eyes.

Without those dead soldiers, how could his A Tu disappear in front of his eyes?

All this, the father emperor has to pay the price!

Xiao Ruyan on the side also pretended to be worried and said quickly,

"Then you really have to thank others. You Xiaoqi, you just came back, hurry up and rest in the tent."

Shen Liangping glanced at Xiao Ruyan strangely, his eyes darkened.

really have to thank that hunter for breaking his original plan!

"The minister will retire first."

Shen Qingyan bent down and gave a salute, suppressing the hatred in his eyes, and reason gradually gained the upper hand.

When he turned to leave, his robe was lifted by the wind, Shen Qingyan gritted his back teeth, and his black eyes were blood red.

Since these people are all coming to die one by one, he has no choice but to give them a ride with his own hands.

Da Zhou's palace had not seen blood for a long time, but they thought it was a peaceful and prosperous world now.

The relationship between the emperor and the empress has always been harmonious, and the only crack is that the empress has no direct son under her knees.

This is a thorn in Xiao Ruyan's heart, and it is also the trump card in Shen Qingyan's hands to alienate the emperor and queen.

Her husband, who she had loved with all her heart for decades, actually used Yihe incense for her every day in order to curb the power of the Xiao family.

Thinking of the colorful expression on Xiao Ruyan's face, Shen Qingyan was in a good mood.

The thrill of revenge could briefly soothe the sorrow in his heart.

He wants to make them all pay the price they deserve!

Because Shen Qingyan was injured in the hunting ground, Shen Liangping decided to end the hunting early and return to Shengjing.

Everyone was sighing that the Seventh Prince was quite favored, and they all began to speculate about the Sacred Heart.

Could this little-known seventh prince who grew up in the cold palace be the next heir?

After returning to Shengjing, Shen Qingyan arranged everything properly.

Looking at the winning chess game in front of him, his gloomy and delicate face only had a moment of expression.

"Master, the previous dynasty in the palace and the entire Shengjing are in our hands."

Looking at the gloomy and thin teenager in front of him, Fu Chen felt for the first time that he was lucky to have chosen the right person.

If such a person is an enemy, it must not be a good thing.

Disrupting the chessboard on the table, Shen Qingyan got up and shook off the dust that was not stained on his body.

"Let's go, it's time to meet the old man."

Turning the bead in his hand, Shen Qingyan's smile didn't reach his eyes, causing Fuchen to shudder inexplicably.

In recent months, the number of times the master worships Buddha has increased.

The lives of Shengjing City are also accumulating more and more.

There are more ghosts, and naturally the Buddha needs to be suppressed.

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