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    date="2021-11-25"

    title="Section 22"

    weight="151915"

    series = ["General’s Gown"]

    mode = "manual"

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    , The delicate and delicate face of flowers looks even more beautiful and unparalleled under the shining of the red hipa.

    The official of the ceremony stepped forward and instructed that in accordance with Dongyun etiquette, the bridegroom and the bride should ascend the steps of seven or forty-nine steps and enter the hall to thank the emperor. Because the bride is covered with hipa, it is inconvenient to move, so the bridegroom usually carries the bride into the temple to show the goodwill of the husband and wife.

    Hug the bride?

    Helian Rongchuan looked down and smiled faintly. He suddenly thought that one morning a few months ago, he had also been dressed as a bridegroom, and forcibly hugged a cold and proud person like ice sculptures and snow in his arms. Between the human hair and the neck, the faint smell of freshness, like the first melting of ice and snow, filled his arms, feeling relaxed and happy. It is a pity that at that time Helian Rongchuan was still thinking about making fun of him, completely unaware of what a wrong thing he was about to do.

    But that person was willing to forgive him later. He is even willing to destroy his future for a little thought.

    And what did he do? It is obviously an eagle flying above the nine heavens. Why does he think about how to break his wings and how to hide him in his golden cage?

    Helian Rongchuan sighed inaudibly, and shook his head mockingly.

    "His Royal Highness?" Xuanji covered his hijab and couldn't see Helian Rongchuan's expression, but he seemed to be in a trance when he was motionless, so he couldn't help but speak.

    This sound interrupted Helian Rongchuan's memory. The sound of silk and bamboo sounded, auspicious time will come. Yiguan said loudly: "Enter-bye!"

    Helian Rongchuan picked up a piece of red silk and handed it to Xuanji.

    "This king has not healed from his injuries, so please ask Princess Xuanji to go forward with this king."

    Xuanji was taken aback, touched the bracelet on her wrist, and nodded empathetically.

    The two of them walked into the hall without any hurries. In the magnificent imperial palace, King Dongyun leaned back on the dragon chair. He was already impatient with the lavish etiquette. The index and middle fingers clicked more and more frequently at the lifelike pure gold dragon head carved on the armrest.

    Over fifty, King Dongyun, who has always been pampered, looks much younger than his actual age. The amber eyes symbolizing the noble blood of the Helian royal family and the deep facial contours faintly reveal the handsome demeanor when he was young. However, his towering cheekbones, and the color of greed that flashed through his eyes from time to time, made him appear a bit unhealthy and sick.

    Prince He Liantao, wearing a golden crown on his head and a robe embroidered with gold and jade belts, nodded at Helian Rongchuan with a smile, and said in a low voice and respectfully to King Dongyun: "Father, the time for practice has not yet arrived, wait a minute. It’s not too late to Xiuxiantai."

    "Not too late? When he pays his respects, my auspicious time for cultivating immortals will be delayed!" King Dongyun waved his sleeve impatiently: "Why don't you even worry about me?"

    The prince He Liantao respectfully said: "I don't dare to be a child minister. Everything is subject to the arrangements of the father."

    "This is like my prince." King Dongyun glanced at his most beloved and most obedient eldest son with satisfaction, and before the ceremonial officer hung his voice to sing praises and proclaims, he picked up one of the lacquered treasure plates. The team Xiangyunyu Ruyi stepped down.

    According to Dongyun etiquette, the prince enters the temple and bows down, and he needs to perform the same prison ceremony. After the shower, he will receive the jade gift from the king, which means good luck, good luck and good luck. However, King Dongyun was eager to rush auspicious time to his newly built Xiuxian platform with white jade as the pillar and gold as the top.

    He squeezed Yu Ruyi into Helian Rongchuan and Xuanji's hands, and King Dongyun was relieved, but seeing his second son, who had always been a fool, was so solemn at this time, his face suddenly became a bit unbearable. After all, it was the same day of celebration. Two years ago, the prince got married. He not only waved his hand and gave the prince a treasure of gold and silver without hesitation, he also made an exception to brave the heavy snow and take Jiulongyuzi to give his precious prince out of the palace. .

    Although this second son was born from a humble background and his biological mother was humble, he did not look down upon him very much. But after all, it was his big day, and it shouldn't be too obvious to favor one another.

    King Dongyun touched the beard on his chin, coughed lightly, and said, "Well, then I wish you...Well, a hundred years of good cooperation, and we will get married together. I will give you"

    Before the words were finished, the windows of the main hall creaked, and a gust of wind was drawn in, and the bride's red hijab was lifted by half. Most of Xuanji's face was revealed.

    This face unexpectedly made King Dongyun feel inexplicably familiar.

    King Dongyun suddenly rounded his eyes, stepped back, and sternly shouted: "You are?!"

    When it was said that it was too late, Xuanji suddenly got up, her wrist flicked, and with a click, the two-finger red gold bracelet was automatically divided into two, revealing the sharp jagged blade hidden inside, and the cold light flashed, spinning. Go straight into the King of Dongyun.

    King Dongyun couldn't dodge, with a knife in his abdomen, kneeling with a thump, vomiting blood, and pointed at Xuanji in disbelief: "You!"

    The moment the blade stabbed into King Dongyun's body, King Dongyun's eyes were clearly shocked and fearful, which made Xuanji rise up with an unprecedented pleasure of revenge.

    So you know that you are afraid! When you set fire to destroy our home, when you robbed my people, you know they will be afraid too!

    The prince He Liantao rushed over and slapped Xuanji, who was about to be assassinated, to the ground, shouting: "There is an assassin!"

    However, Xuanji's movements were faster than the soldiers outside the hall. She took off the red hijab and the phoenix crown in her hair, her left hand flashed with a chill, and the killing intent appeared suddenly, and she rushed towards King Dongyun regardless of her body. A raging fire burns in a pair of beautiful eyes, with no hesitation, as if to destroy everything.

    She wanted revenge so much that she didn't even have time to think about why the palm of the prince just now was not lethal at all, and why Helian Rongchuan behind her didn't make a move from beginning to end.

    It's about to be free! Revenge is about to come!

    But suddenly a figure flashed in front of him.

    The short sword pierced fiercely, but it was not the person she thought was hit by the sword.

    Xuanji's face changed drastically, and she glared at Helian Rongchuan in disbelief. Before he could open his mouth, he was caught off guard by a sturdy palm on his chest.

    The body was like a broken kite with a broken line, Xuan Ji was hit by this palm and fell straight down, struggling to just get up, and a sharp short sword was already crossed between her neck.

    The man who almost became her husband, used his flesh and blood to block the deadly sword that stabbed King Dongyun. Bright red blood continuously poured out from the shoulder blades of Helian Rongchuan, dyed a large piece of black dress, like a magnificent peony blooming in the dark night. In contrast to this strong color, the man's pale face, his face like frost, holding a dagger, his eyes like amber in the ice, without half the temperature.

    Which bridegroom official would hide a dagger on his big day?

    In an instant, Xuan Ji understood everything.

    It turns out that there are still people in the world who can perform such a good trick.

    Heh, heh, heh.

    The bitter smile that came out of the hoarse throat was not just for laughing at myself, but also for laughing unfairly.

    The guards rushed in and imprisoned Xuanji without any explanation.

    Several imperial doctors rushed to stop the bleeding of King Dongyun and probe the pulse. The knife Xuanji gave him hurt his abdomen, but because the blade was too short, although it was dangerous, it was not immediately fatal.

    So the imperial doctors chanted "the gods bless the gods" and carefully carried the King of Dongyun out of the main hall.

    Quiet in the hall. The sea seems to have finally calmed down after a storm is raging.

    The prince He Liantao lowered his eyes to look at King Dongyun who had been fainted, and then looked down at Helian Rongchuan, who was silent, and stared down at Helian Rongchuan, who was in a pool of blood.

    Speak calmly:

    "what do you mean?"

    He Lian Rongchuan raised his head and looked into He Liantao's eyes. It was a pair of gray-brown eyes that were completely different from him.

    "I suddenly felt that I couldn't let him die so easily. That would be too cheap for him."

    Helian Rongchuan opened a pale smile at the corner of his mouth, and his figure swayed slightly from the blood loss:

    "Anyway, your goal has been achieved, hasn't it?"

    Desert Long Kiss 2

    Three days later, King Dongyun became seriously ill and was unable to go to the council of the court, and the extraordinarily prince He Liantao supervised the country. Suddenly, He Liantao held the military and political power, and the scenery was unparalleled.

    Everyone knew that Dongyun was about to change.

    The ministers of Korea and China talked in private. Those who stood in the wrong team hurriedly resigned and kept their heads, while those who stood right rushed to the Prince's East Palace to show their loyalty.

    Today, in the entire Dongyun Dynasty, the most leisurely person is probably the second prince Helian Rongchuan, who is unlearned and skillless. The veteran officials in the DPRK had some contempt for him, and some were puzzled, but more of them hated that iron cannot become steel, and they touched his gray beard and sighed.

    Alas, you said that you were born so cleverly, but you didn't know how to learn and caused trouble. After finally marrying the princess, I hoped to be able to receive my heart, but I never thought of marrying an assassin in the door, and almost took the life of my own father.

    Although it was rumored that he was successful in saving, he blocked the deadliest blow for King Dongyun. But afterwards, didn't see him serving by the bedside of King Dongyun to please him. From beginning to end, the prince knelt in front of King Dongyun and looked after him endlessly.

    Alas, the only great credit that can compete with the prince makes him let it go so easily. Rotten wood cannot be carved, nor can it be carved!

    Helian Rongchuan didn't hear the sigh of the old minister. He fluttered his horse whip, and a burst of smoke came out of the palace and came to the edge of a cliff outside the city.

    With a long hiss, the horse stopped less than ten feet away from the cliff, and stepped on its hoof a little uneasy. The cliff here is steep, and the rocks at the foot are all black and dark red, and it seems that every stone is filled with human blood.

    The vulture hovered above his head with a stern voice. On the edge of the cliff stood three or four Dongyun executioners in black. They heard the horses and turned their heads, kneeling and saluting.

    Helian Rongchuan swayed over and looked at the death row prisoner who was kneeling on the edge of the cliff with a black cloth on his head, and said, "You go, I will come personally."

    While talking, he stuffed a heavy gold ingot into the palm of the executioner's leader without a trace. The leader picked it up with a shy face, and the whole face was squeezed together with a smile. He thought that Helian Rongchuan was the first beauty in Nan Yao who was reluctant to bear the beauty of the country, so he personally saw the little lover for the last time and hurriedly withdrew.

    The black cloth fell, revealing Xuanji's pale face. She was tortured by the torture, scarred, and even though she was an extremely beautiful person, she was a little embarrassed at this time. What's more, less than three inches behind her is the abyss where countless dead bones are buried-the cliff of folded bones.

    Stacked bone cliff, punish the sinner. Any special offender that the Dongyun imperial family finds difficult to deal with will be thrown into this valley, aptly called release, but actually thrown into this abyss, where is there any possibility of survival? It's fattening the vultures that eat dead human flesh and blood in the valley.

    After all, Xuanji was the daughter of Nanyao's clan, and Dongyun ordered her to be thrown off the bone cliff because it was difficult for him to deal with it.

    Xuanji glanced tremblingly behind her, the last bit of blood on her face faded away, but she was still unwilling to say: "Alright. You are here, so I can be a ghost. I ask you, what are you? When did you discover my plan?"

    Helian Rongchuan looked at her, but smiled faintly: "From the moment you rescued me under the cliff in Qixia Village.

    Xuanji's eyes widened in disbelief. impossible! Whether it was the time, place, or excuse she found Helian Rongchuan, she had planned and pondered it countless times in advance. How could it be discovered in the first place?

    Six years ago, King Dongyun led a dozen of his brothers from the Helian clan. He traveled in micro-services and traveled around the country. He stayed in a beautiful valley for more than half a month. The name of this valley is Beauty Valley, as the name suggests, it is so beautiful. However, after these more than a dozen clan families left, the Valley of Beauty was turned into scorched earth in a fire, and all the beauties were also missing.

    It was once rumored that the women of the Beauty Valley were not only beautiful, but also extremely strong-tempered. Because they refused to become those nasty playthings, they were all burned to death in the valley by the furious and depraved kings and nobles.

    However, this is just a legend. With the decline of national power, the Nanyao Kingdom's lord, who had always relied on Dongyun for assistance, had no guts and had no intention to care about the lives of one or two hundred civilian women with the powerful Dongyun Kingdom.

    As a survivor of Beauty Valley, Xuanji didn't know how much pain and shame she had endured before she walked up to King Dongyun and drew the blade of revenge. How could it be possible that the opportunity she had finally grasped, countless plans planned day and night, had been seen through by Helian Rongchuan from the beginning?

    Seeing her expression of irritation, Helian Rongchuan sighed, and gently unbuttoned the placket, revealing half of her strong chest. Two inches below his collarbone, there was a purple-black arrow wound that had not yet healed completely.

    "If you don't say that sentence, maybe I will really believe you."

    Xuan Ji was stunned for a moment, not knowing which sentence she had said made herself miss the stuffing.

    "I remember that after you rescued me, you once said to me that my wounds were not healing because the person who shot my arrow was extremely vicious in heart. In order to kill me, he even smeared the arrow with poison. But when As soon as you said this, I knew that the person who hindered my recovery must be you."

    "why?"

    Xuanji asked unwillingly. Indeed, she deliberately delayed Helian Rongchuan's injury, and wanted to take care of his serious injury, and enter the Dongyun Palace to assassinate the Dongyun King. But every time she added medicine to Helian Rongchuan to delay wound healing, she was extremely cautious and measured. Except for herself, even the closest maid never knew that she was secretly applying the medicine.

    How could Helian Rongchuan discover it in the first place?

    "Because you don't understand that the person who shot me an arrow is actually saving me."

    Helian Rongchuan's gaze suddenly became soft, and he took out a small kit from the skirt of his clothes, and when the kit fell, there was a small silver arrow inside. That day, Helian Rongchuan was injured by this arrow and fell into the valley.

    "Since saving me, how can he pick a poisoned arrow?"

    Xuanji's eyes stopped: "Why do you still keep this thing?"

    "To you, it is just a cold arrow. But to me, it is the treasure of the world. Why not keep it?"

    Helian Rongchuan's mouth evoked a smile. So many sharp silver arrows, why did they lose their power while holding them in the hands of Yan Changqing, the first archer of the Great Yan Kingdom, and only shot them diagonally half an inch above his chest? Helian Rongchuan's fingers gently stroked the cold arrow, as if stroking the face of a lover, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were the nostalgia and tenderness that Xuanji had never seen before.

    For some reason, seeing him showing such an expression, Xuanji suddenly felt a sourness in her heart that she had never had before: "It turns out that Your Royal Highness has long been a favorite. Xuanji is proud to be Nan Yao's first beauty. There are countless men who want it. I fell under my skirt, but I don’t want to be in the heart of His Royal Highness.

    When Xuanji faced Helian Rongchuan's handsome profile, a bit of remembrance and reluctance suddenly appeared in her heart that had regarded death as home:

    "It's a pity that Xuanji never had the opportunity to see, who is the sacred person who put His Highness on the cusp of her heart."

    He closed his eyes and walked to the edge of the cliff step by step.

    Just take the next leap and it's all over.

    Even if it is no longer reconciled, even if it is regrettable, it will be over.

    With two sniffs, the rope broke, and the arms that were tied back suddenly loosened. Xuanji opened his eyes in disbelief, and looked back at Helian Rongchuan, with a trembling voice: "You?"

    Helian Rongchuan put the horse bridle into Xuanji's hand and said, "Let's go."

    Xuanji tremblingly climbed onto the horse's back, and suddenly returned from the ghost gate, feeling at a loss for a while.

    "Twenty miles westward, there is a long pavilion where your subordinates are waiting for you." Helian Rongchuan smiled faintly: "In the final analysis, we Dongyun can't stand you and your people. If there is a chance in the future, Make up for you again."

    Xuanji stared at Helian Rongchuan's face, as if she had met the man in front of her for the first time, and looked at it for a long time. For a while, she closed her eyes in pain, and when she opened them again, tears filled her beautiful eyes, with hatred, unwillingness, and attachment.

    Without further ado, Xuanji raised his whip and rode away.

    Helian Rongchuan turned around and looked at the prince who appeared behind him at some unknown time.

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