The funeral of the emperor, the funeral on the 7th, the preparations for the national funeral are in full swing, the Ministry of Rituals is busy without touching the floor, and the Inner Pavilion is very busy.

A country cannot be without a ruler for a day, Yan Xi's desk was full of memorials the day after Emperor Tianxi left.

He finished approving the memorials on time every day, and when he was undecided, he discussed with Shang Baiheng.

He will also be invited to sit in on the Inner Pavilion's discussions. Most of the time, he doesn't speak, but just listens carefully and nods when he agrees.

In the early court, Yan Xi did not sit on the dragon chair in Fengtian Hall, but Wang An moved a chair beside him. After the daily court meeting and political affairs, the courtiers persuaded Yan Xi to ascend the throne as usual.

Yan Xi next to him agreed, and Yan Xi never let go of his words every day as long as he was enthroned.

According to the practice of the previous dynasty, when the new emperor ascended the throne, the courtiers persuaded him three times in different ways, and the prince refused three times. By the fourth time, the prince should have responded with tears.

But for five days in a row, Yan Xi didn't let go.

The next day is the winter solstice, and it is necessary to perform sacrifices to heaven. This is the first of the national sacrifices. The emperor must lead the clan, officials and common people to worship winter.

But Da Jing only had the crown prince, not the emperor.

The Ministry of Rites and the Taichang Temple were so anxious that all the officials knelt outside the palace gate and used all the tricks of not eating, but before Yan Xi came, Shang Baiheng came forward and tried his best to persuade him to go back.

So everyone made a fuss around Shang Baiheng.

With a teacher standing in front of Yanxi, Yan Xi was finally at peace.

In another two days, it is the day of the funeral of Emperor Daxing. Someone must preside over it, and the new king will announce to the world on this day.

Now not only the Ministry of Rites and Taichang Temple could not sit still, but the six ministries, five temples, courtyards, divisions, and supervisors were in a hurry. Hundreds of officials could not kneel outside the Meridian Gate, begging the prince to ascend the throne immediately.

Shang Baiheng persuaded him in the name of the emperor's teacher, but the officials didn't buy it at all, so the Inner Pavilion had to come forward together.But as soon as the Inner Pavilion came out, it was scolded by all the officials for "I want to be bigger without the Emperor Inner Pavilion".

The Inner Pavilion is really hard to argue with.

Mei Ren was besieged, and his hat was knocked off by the officials. The officials said that if the new king did not ascend the throne, they would go to Mei Ren's house to make trouble.

Mei Ren has one head and two big heads, and this head assistant is exhausted physically and mentally.

The prince refused to ascend the throne, and the Da Jing court was shaken.

In the end, the Inner Pavilion invited Pei Hong and Princess Ling'er. Pei Hong swore as a veteran of the four dynasties and the third emperor's teacher: "His Royal Highness will preside over the funeral ceremony. His Royal Highness is filial and mournful, and His Royal Highness will be allowed to keep his filial piety."A few days. If there is any further delay, I, Pei Hong, will come and see you."

Yan Ling'er also said: "Brother Huang mourns too much and doesn't think about food and drink. It's time to be haggard. Although he has not ascended the throne, his daily government affairs have never been neglected. Please don't force Brother Huang anymore."

All the officials stopped for a while, but the momentum of gearing up for the battle remained unchanged. Wait for a few more days at most, and a more powerful battle will come.

Yan Xi is sick.

After Emperor Daxing's funeral, His Highness the Crown Prince was ill and could not come in person in the early court, and the memorial was also handed over to the Inner Pavilion for temporary processing.

The courtiers really panicked now, and they didn't dare to force Yan Xi anymore, and the daily greetings were sent to the East Palace like snowflakes.

Some people also speculated that the prince was not ill, but was too much quarreled by the courtiers, so he couldn't make excuses for his illness.

Zhou Ci and Mr. Xiao Xia knew that Yan Xi was really sick.

One is "Rong" at this time, which has already hurt internal organs. Yan Xi has been getting more and more injuries recently, with headaches, brain fever and coughing constantly;Willing to see a doctor.

On this day, Zhou Ci and Mr. Xiao Xia came to ask Yan Xi for pulse again.

Yan Xi leaned on the couch sickly, and once again refused the pulse diagnosis.

Zhou Ci was so anxious that Liao Cannon grew on his mouth. He followed Yan Xi for a long time, knowing that Yan Xi was like this, there must be a reason, opened his mouth, swallowed those repeated persuasion words, thinking that he had to write a letter to Song Beiming.

They were about to retreat, but Yan Xi stopped Mr. Xiao Xia today out of nowhere.

Mr. Xiao Xia just celebrated his birthday a few days ago, and he is seventeen years old.He is still young at heart, and the Xia family members all have the fairy temperament of idle clouds and wild cranes. He is not in awe of Yan Xi like others, and he talks straight to Yan Xi.I dare not call Yanxi "little beauty" like before.

Seeing Yan Xi sitting up from the couch, Mr. Xiao Xia thought that Yan Xi was suddenly willing to have his pulse checked again, so he took out the pulse pillow, but Yan Xi waved to him and said: "I have something to ask Mr. Xiao. I don't know."Mr. Xiao is willing to tell the truth one or two."

Mr. Xiao Xia said: "Your Highness just ask."

Yan Xi's only movement of getting up made her dizzy. Mr. Xiao Xia is not very good at taking care of others, so he just watched from a distance and didn't think of helping His Highness the Crown Prince.

Yan Xi didn't want to be touched by others, and the two of them saved some politeness. Yan Xi adjusted his breath for a while, then sat up straight on the edge of the couch, and said slowly: "Mr. Xiao has been following Meng Ze since five years ago, replacing Meng Ze.Ze cure 'dry'?"

"yes."

Yan Xi was puzzled: "But at that time, you were only twelve years old."

Mr. Xiao Xia felt offended, and said unhappily: "Our Xia family has been studying medicine since childhood, not to mention twelve years old, even seven or eight-year-old children, they are also handy with common diseases."

Yan Xi questioned: "'Withered' is not a common disease."

Mr. Xiao Xia's expression was startled, and he replied a little aggressively: "Kurong has always been owned by the Xia family. Our Xia family knows Ku Rong very well, and I will treat it."

Mr. Xiao Xia's hesitation for a moment did not escape Yan Xi's eyes, and Yan Xi asked again: "If Gu remembers correctly, Gu and Meng Ze were the first couple to eat Ku Rong separately. You have no precedent for this."

Mr. Xiao Xia has the title of a genius doctor and has never been questioned by anyone. He was startled again by Yan Xi's question, and retorted with round eyes: "Our Xia family knows Ku Rong best, and knows how to treat it!"

Yan Xi was puzzled and said: "Mr. Xiao was only twelve years old at that time. How dare he cure Beiyuan Prince's illness at such a young age? Are you afraid that if the cure fails, the Beiyuan Palace will cause trouble for your Xia family?"

"I—" Mr. Xiao Xia was stopped by the question. The Beiyuan Palace has always treated him like a guest. He never thought about the consequences of curing the disease. Thinking that he had indeed cured Song Beiming, he replied confidently: "I can write to my family.", every question at home must be answered."

Yan Xi's eyes flashed: "Who is in your family who replied."

"My dad."

Yan Xi was even more puzzled and asked: "Since your father knows how to rule, why did you send a young boy here? It is said that no one else from your Xia family has ever been here. Is this how your Xia family fooled the Beiyuan Palace?"

"My father——" Mr. Xiao Xia couldn't reply for a while, and said unsurely, "My father is very busy."

Yan Xi already understood in his heart, smiled gently, and then asked: "I heard that your Xia family has a family motto not to ask about political affairs."

Mr. Xiao Xia thought that he had finally encountered a question that was easy to answer, and immediately answered: "Yes, doctors are benevolent, and patients are regardless of high or low. Once medical skills are combined with political affairs, it will be hard to tell."

"This is a bit strange." Yan Xi pondered, "If that's the case, why did your Xia family treat the Xuanhe Song family? Nobles from famous families have a great relationship. Who is alive and who is dead?The effect of pull one hair and the whole body moves. Especially Meng Ze, he is the prince of Beiyuan. Once he is gone, the prince of Beiyuan will change hands. This is a big deal for Da Jing. It is hard to say that you are not concerned about political affairs when you rule him..”

"You—" Mr. Xiao Xia had never seen Yan Xi's tricks before, his face turned red when he was asked, and he looked like he was going to cry if he asked a few more questions.

Yan Xi showed a comforting smile to Mr. Xiao Xia, coughed softly and called out: "Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Ci came in from the outside.

Yan Xi said: "I offended Mr. Xiao today, please Mr. Zhou to comfort him on my behalf. Go back and prepare candied cakes to apologize."

When Mr. Xiao Xia heard that there was something delicious, his complexion turned better in an instant, and he forgot to be angry, and Zhou Ci coaxed him out.

It's night, the East Palace bedroom.

Yan Xi woke up again, he took out the dagger under the pillow, and cut another knife on the old wound on his wrist.

Drops of blood fell into the jade bottle.

tick.

In the silence of the night, it is particularly harsh.

The sleeping hall was three rooms wide. Yan Xi slept on the east side, removed the screen in the middle, looked at the deep room, and counted softly: "One, two, three..."

When he counted to ten, the temple door was pushed open.

A figure walks in.

The visitor was tall and tall, wearing a plain azure gown, looking at Yan Xi from a distance.

"I waited for you for nine days before you came to see me." Yan Xi put his hand on the wound, skillfully pulled out the bandage, and tied the wound to stop the bleeding.She was relieved, and finally said coldly, "Mr. Xia."

Mr. Xia sighed in the darkness, walked in, stopped on the standing lamp beside the couch, lit the lamp freely, and covered the lampshade.

As soon as the lights came on, Wei Chifeng, the night watchman outside the hall, immediately asked, "Your Highness is awake?"

"Nothing." Yan Xi said, "You don't need to come in, and don't ask others to come in."

Wei Chifeng responded, and touched the back of his neck suspiciously, just now he seemed to be in a daze for a moment, as if a gust of wind was blowing behind him, when he woke up, he saw the headlights in the hall turned on.

What the hell?

A lamp illuminated a square inch, but the bedroom was still dark. The mysterious Mr. Xia stood by the lamp, showing his face.

Mr. Xia is very young, only in his twenties.

"If I don't come again, your blood will be drained. If you really die before you ascend the throne, I will be powerless." Mr. Xia behaved elegantly, with a gentle expression. He looked at Yan Xi for a long time and said, "Your Highness is indeed ruthless."

"It's Lord God who is too difficult to invite, and enjoys what he gets, but he doesn't want to see me." Half of Yan Xi's face sank in the shadows and said, "Mr. Xia is so ruthless, he treats me and Meng Ze as pawns."

Mr. Xia took such accusations calmly, he acquiesced, and asked instead: "How did Your Highness guess it was me?"

The candlelight flickered slightly, illuminating one side of Yan Xi's face flickering brightly and darkly: "Kurong was taken out by you, one was given to Zhou Ci, and one was given to Mr. Xiao Xia through the Xia family, and Meng Ze and I happened to shareKu Rong, this is too coincidental. Meng Ze and I are Dajing's two knives. My father chose me and Mengze, the result of careful consideration, in order to clean up Dajing. You have the same thoughts as my father,The difference is that you are advancing the fate of the Da Jing Kingdom in the dark, and you are equivalent to the emperor in the dark of Dajing, that is, the main god."

Mr. Xia nodded and said, "But why should I use Kurong separately? Am I not afraid that both of you will die?"

Yan Xi thought clearly: "Five years ago, you were not sure who would be the lord of the world, Meng Ze or I, but you only had a pair of Kurong, so you bet on the treasures separately. The reason why you sent Mr. Xiaoxia to cure Meng Ze is becauseIn the early stage, Ku Rong was more dangerous than Rong, and I was worried that Meng Ze would not be able to hold Ku Rong. But Rong was more dangerous in the later stage. After I developed a critical illness, Mr. Xiao Xia happened to come to my side. During the entire treatment stage of Ku Rong, the Xia family was there..”

Mr. Xia nodded with satisfaction: "It's not difficult for you to think of the Xia family, but how can you think of me? We've never met."

"Theoretically, with the dignity of the Beiyuan Palace, it must be Mr. Xiao Xia's father who was sent by the Xia family to treat the illness. The reason why Mr. Xiao Xia's father didn't treat Meng Ze was because once he couldn't cure Mengze, he would have no way out. So he sent a young manGo, if you are cured, you are highly skilled in medicine. If you are not cured, you can still write letters to your family for help.Wandering around, the teacher has been unable to find you for five years, this is because you don’t want to be exposed, Mr. Lord God. Therefore, Mr. Xia is the one who is most suitable for the Lord God whether it is motive or emotion.”

"You think clearly," Mr. Xia didn't deny it, and said flatly, "I know I don't want to see you."

"Chess players, of course, don't want the chess pieces to turn against the guest, as long as the chess pieces are obedient." Yan Xi said sneeringly, "It's really a bargain, a pair of Kurong, and two people were sent to reorganize the rivers and mountains for you."

Mr. Xia was not disgusted with Yan Xi's words. He looked at Yan Xi with a very loving expression and said, "It's not Kurong who drives you, it's your own beliefs. Your motivation comes from going home, and Meng Ze is from you."Revenge. You are all extremely self-disciplined and introspective people, as long as I use Kurong to give you a little cheat, your achievements will easily exceed my imagination."

Yan Xi sneered, "Shameless."

"As long as this world can be repaired, I don't recommend being shameless to one or two protagonists. The choice of you as the protagonist is the biggest turning point of this book." Mr. Xia said nonchalantly, "Most of the speculations you made just now are trueYes. The system sucked you into the book at the beginning because it saw your potential as a top student from your long comment. But after selecting you, we found that the prince’s health was too poor. Just in case, we selected you again.Mengze. To my surprise, you and Meng Ze are both excellent, and you both have the absolute strength to succeed. The difference is that you are repairing, and Meng Ze is rebuilding;"

Yan Xi felt extremely disgusted when he heard such brazen words of taking advantage of others.He looked at Mr. Xia under the candlelight, and felt that the main god was really different from the outside, except for his elegant appearance, he was full of cold calculations inside.He snorted coldly and said, "Aren't you worried that I will fight with Meng Ze?"

"Don't worry. Ku Rong attracts each other, you will definitely be together." Mr. Xia said this, showing some joy that is inevitable, "That's why, I want to separate Ku Rong, so that there are two choices,And at the right time, the two options can be combined into one and complement each other."

Yan Xi lacked patience, frowned and stopped looking at Mr. Xia, and said very coldly: "It's really a good move."

"You hate me very much. I am really a failed main god, and my protagonist hates me." Mr. Xia showed a regretful expression, "I know you hate this bloody enthronement process, but I gave you a chance to be reborn. Just imagine,If you hadn't transmigrated a book, you would be dead in modern times."

"Master Lord God, do you want me to thank you?" Yan Xi looked back, slightly annoyed, "Forgive me for not being able to do it."

"Since you hate me, it's useless for us to talk more." Mr. Xia took a step back, and the light couldn't reach his face, which made him look mysterious again, "Why don't you just say it directly, what conditions do you want?"

Yan Xi was silent for a moment and said: "I want to take Meng Ze away."

Mr. Xia was not surprised, and explained: "You can go back to modern times because you are essentially human. You have an original body in modern times, but Meng Ze doesn't. Meng Ze is essentially a paper person. This is very difficult."

Yan Xi disagreed staring at Mr. Xia and said: "There is no essential difference between the two things. You bring me back to life in modern times, which is to re-create a life; you let Meng Ze have an identity in modern times, and you also create a life. ThisIt is a book with two male protagonists, I will be rewarded for completing the mission, and Meng Ze will also be rewarded for completing the mission."

"Before I came, you figured out all the logic." Mr. Xia seemed never to be irritated, and said calmly, "It's really not difficult to find a dying person's body for Meng Ze in modern times. But,Whether you are willing to go to modern times depends on Mengze's wishes."

"I only want one chance." When Yan Xi said this, the aggressiveness of negotiating weakened, he lowered his head, blamed himself and said sadly, "Besides me, Meng Ze also has his family members."and career. His life is destined to be brilliant and wonderful. I hope that Meng Ze will realize his dreams to the fullest, and die without any disasters. When he dies, ask him if he still remembers me and if he is willing to find me. If he is willing, you send him here; if he doesn't remember me, you don't say much."

"You have to control everything. I didn't expect that you would hand over the right to choose in Meng Ze." Mr. Xia said thoughtfully, "It's just that Meng Ze's mission has not been fulfilled, and his achievements have not yet been completed."It’s not as good as you, you’re not at the point of bargaining with me. If his merits can’t reach the point of rewarding crossing, I can’t send him crossing in violation of the rules.”

There was light in Yan Xi's eyes: "Meng Ze is a great hero standing upright, and he will become a more dazzling existence than Ming Jun."

"Since you are not willing to part with Meng Ze, why don't you ask for a way to continue your life?" Mr. Xia looked at Yan Xi, "All your plans are to go home. Have you ever thought about growing old with Meng Ze?"

"If you can extend your life..." Yan Xi's pale face seemed to disappear at any time in the darkness, and he said with a wry smile, "Your Majesty, you don't need to show up to persuade me today. You can directly extend my life until my deathuntil enthroned."

Mr. Xia suddenly said: "No wonder you are not happy to see me coming."

"If I can end my life here, I can go back to modern times later." Yan Xi lowered her head, staring blankly at the wound on her wrist, "I have thought about it countless times, the character of the prince is set in the original book as sick and weak.In the original book, I didn’t reach the age of 20. I used his body, but I couldn’t get around him. And I also used Rong, and I couldn’t live until I was about 19. If the main god can directly change the character’s factory settings,Then there is no need to pull the book piercer to do the task."

"Although I can't change the factory settings," Mr. Xia took out two bottles of medicine from his arms, turned and put them on the small case, "but it's easy to heal your small self-harm injury. With these two bottles of medicine, one wipes the wound, one oral, if you don’t want Meng Zehui to punish you after seeing it, then obediently obey my god’s words and take medicine.”

"Thank you. I still have one thing I don't know." Yan Xi put away the medicine and said, "After the world is repaired, after the generation in the book passes away, will they be reborn repeatedly and go through the plot, or will the generations continue to change?"

Mr. Xia said: "Of course it is generational change. The main gods and systems in this world are created to support the continuous development of the world. If it is just for repeated repetition, then there is no need to save it."

Yan Xi thought of the lamp bearers who sacrificed, Tang Yaoxue, Wen Lan, Du Xuan, Mr. Ye, Yan Yu, have these people disappeared forever?

Yan Xi was saddened by this, and said sadly, "What about the sacrificed lamp bearer?"

Mr. Xia stared at Yan Xi for a while, and comforted him gently: "The lamp holders are special, they are the core of the system's self-help. If they have enough achievements and are willing to be reborn, I will reward them to be reborn once."

"So, very good." Yan Xi raised his head suddenly, and looked at Mr. Xia asking for proof. Seeing Mr. Xia nodded solemnly at him, he finally let go of his frowning, and asked instead, "Why didn't the dark line of the lamp holder in the original work come out?"?”

"Because the background of the original work is too bad, the lamp holder has no chance to get to the position where it will play a role, or he died early, or has been lurking all the time." Mr. Xia sighed, paused for a moment before saying, "The turning point is that you put the original workDuring your five years of hibernation, the Lantern Bearer followed closely to lock the Jingzhe, all staff hibernated, no one was exposed in advance, and even "The Record of the Lantern" was not banned. The Lantern Bearer survived,It has become an important force to mend the world."

Yan Xi calmed down.

More voices came from outside, Mr. Xia glanced at the half-burned candle in the lampshade, and said: "The conditions have been negotiated. Are you willing to become the throne?"

Yan Xi asked: "If I don't ascend the throne, will this world be destroyed?"

Mr. Xia said: "You are the protagonist. If you don't ascend the throne, the repair of this world will not be completed. The system will restart, allowing you to be reborn over and over again to follow the prince's plot. If you are persevering enough and don't go crazy during this process, one day,You will become the person who truly controls this world. You once said that you want to be the god of this book. I agree with you very much, and even my godhead is endowed by you. In this way, I am very lucky."

"Why did this world choose you as the main god?"

"The timeline of this world is parallel to the real world. After the author finished, this world began to run by itself. I can't remember how many times I have been reborn, maybe because I am the only one who is sober enough to keep everyThe memory of a lifetime, so I have become a person who can control consciousness among all living beings." Mr. Xia turned around and said as he walked, "I was originally a wild crane, and I was involved in disputes for no reason; I hope that you will grow wings and become a Beiming fish.①"

When she got up the next day, Yan Xi's complexion improved a lot.

Zhou Ci and Mr. Xiao Xia were overjoyed, and Shang Baiheng's worries of the past few days also dissipated.

Yan Xi finally agreed to ascend the throne.

Sun Chang, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, got the news and jumped up from his chair, gearing up for a big fight.

The auspicious day calculated by Qin Tianjian is the ninth day of December five days later.Yan Xi said that the post-sealing ceremony will be held together, and Gu wrote a letter asking Miss Song San to return to the capital.

All the officials finally looked forward to the new king's ascension to the throne, and no one dared to raise any objections to the wedding.

Double happiness.

After Yan Xijing talked with Mr. Xia at night, the hostility in his body disappeared a lot.

The most interesting thing for him every day is to read the military newspapers in the western region and Song Beiming's private letters.

This day is already the seventh day of December, the marriage letter that Yan Xi sent to "Miss Song San" three days ago should have a reply today.

When the brochures and letters from the Western Region came up, Yan Xi turned first to Song Beiming's letter, but she turned left and right, but couldn't find it.

His heart skipped a beat, and he went to read the military newspaper in the western region.

There was no military report from the Western Region yesterday.

The military newspaper the day before yesterday said that Song Beiming found another granary of Mo Di and led his troops to another victory.Theoretically, yesterday's military report should have mentioned Song Beiming's return to the Western Region, and there is no military report today, which is too abnormal.

Yan Xi asked Wang An: "Are all the Western Region's newspapers here?"

"My servant has repeatedly checked, and there are indeed only these today." Wang An replied anxiously, "Over the Beiyuan Palace, this servant also asked someone to ask, and said that the palace has not received a letter from the third master in the past two days."

"Find out all the memorials from the three counties of the Western Region."

Wang An responded, and hurriedly led the little eunuch to search.

Yan Xi found one of the dozens of memorials of the three groups, which mentioned: "Recently there has been a snowstorm in Mo Di, and a caravan from our county has not returned on schedule, so there may be accidents."

Yan Xi stood up abruptly, the teacup on the desk fell to the ground and shattered.

Wei Chi heard the sound and came in from the palace gate and asked, "What's the matter, master?"

"Prepare the horse." Yan Xi frowned and said, "Go to the Western Region."

Ming Zhong happened to come over with another stack of memorials. Hearing Yan Xi's words, he said anxiously: "Your Highness, you will be enthroned in two days. You will go to the Western Region. If the courtiers can't find anyone, you will tear up the Eastern Palace."people!"

Because of Emperor Tianxi's death, Ming Zhong fell ill and wanted to resign from guarding the imperial mausoleum. Yan Xi was worried that Ming Zhong would be overly sad, so he kept Ming Zhong on the grounds that Wang An wanted to be educated.The old man has something to do, and seeing his illness get better quickly, he can talk and have a lot of energy.

"Tell them," Yan Xi grabbed the cloak, and walked out quickly, "go alone to pick Miss Song San back to the capital."

Lanyue broke through the clouds and the wind was flying fast, Zi Yuan and Wei Chifeng followed closely all the way, Jin Yiwei raised the Xiuchun knife to keep up, and the secret guards of the palace guarded on both wings.

Before the people of Jingdu had time to see the sudden battle, the courtiers hadn't heard the news, and the Inner Pavilion was still ignorant, the team of His Highness the Crown Prince had already left Deshengmen.

Yan Xi galloped wildly on his horse, his plain white cloak was blown up by the wind, his face was livid and he grasped the reins tightly, cold sweat rolled down his back.

It would take more than a day without sleep to go to the Western Region. He hated this ancient traffic and wanted to see a person crossing mountains and mountains.

Yan Xi didn't dare to think about what would happen if Song Beiming didn't come back, there was frost and snow between his brows, which was colder than the cold wind in the wilderness.

Wei Chifeng and Zi Yuan were worried, they had no way of comforting His Highness the Crown Prince who was running all the way, expecting that the journey would not stop, so they told their subordinates to send a message to the inn ahead to prepare a new horse.

Yan Xi rode faster and faster.

In winter in Jingdu, there are still green plants and trees, and sometimes there are pine, cypress and plum forests standing proudly against the cold on the fallen leaves in the suburbs.

Yan Xi didn't even care to look at these things, he stared at the official road in front of him.

When a figure appeared at the end of the sky, Yan Xi's eyes were blurred and he couldn't see clearly.

It wasn't until the fast horse rushed into his line of sight forcefully like lightning that Yan Xi raised his eyes in a daze as if he had just woken up from a dream.

When Song Beiming escaped the blizzard and rushed back to the Western Region, he saw the marriage letter and heard that he hadn't sent the military report to Jingdu for two days, and immediately felt bad.

The north wind startled the snow and immediately jumped out of the bamboo house.

The future Empress Da Jing was non-stop all the way, and finally brought the letter of marriage letter in person just when the prince was about to ride out of Jingdu's jurisdiction.

Yan Xi swung his whip and accelerated towards the familiar figure in the sky, the wind blew his hair a little, his complexion became warmer as he ran, and the vitality returned to him in an instant, he heard the familiar sound of horse hooves, and saw clearly what he was missing.lover.He shouted loudly in the gust of wind: "Song Beiming!"

The author has something to say:

① "I hope you will grow wings and turn me into a Beiming fish." Quoted from Li Bai in Tang Dynasty "Jiangxia envoy Junshu presents Shi Langzhong at the banquet", which means I hope you can grow wings and turn me into a giant fish of Beiming.