Beyond the Divine States Chapter 6: : Your Highness

"Your Highness?"

After a brief silence, the voices of people boiled up.

"When did she come back?"

"Where do you know this? There is no news?"

"She... actually is still alive."

Song side sighed, his hands in his sleeves kept trembling, and it was hard to conceal his fear and anxiety.

Ning Xiaoling was stunned for a while, then suddenly said: "Is it her?"

Ning Changjiu asked: "Who?"

Ning Xiaoling immediately explained: "In the legendary palace, the one who knows him only by saying that his Royal Highness knows him is not the prince, nor a certain princess, but...the adopted daughter of an empress."

Ning Changjiu became more and more puzzled: "Adopt a daughter?"

Ning Xiaoling nodded: "According to legend, more than ten years ago, when the first emperor returned from his own conquest, he met a fairy-like woman on the castle tower. He took this woman back to the palace and cast a hall for it, and regarded him as the son of god. , And this woman is said to be accompanied by a four or five-year-old girl. Some people say it is the illegitimate daughter of her and the emperor. Some people say it is the lonely child she adopted, and one of them is raised in the deep palace. More than ten years ago..."

Ning Xiaoling's voice was lowered a little lower: "More than ten years ago, the main hall had just been completed, but the emperor who was in his prime contracted a serious illness and eventually died."

The voices around him were noisy, Ning Xiaoling looked around carefully while speaking, and was relieved to make sure that no one was paying attention to him.

Ning Changjiu figured out many joints: "It turns out that it was the lady who died twenty days ago."

Ning Xiaoling's eyes widened, and she was taken aback for a moment before she understood what he was saying.

The folks have many speculations about the empress who has lived in the deep palace for a long time. Although many people say that she is the demon girl who harmed Zhao Guoguo, the first emperor’s violent death must be inseparable from her, but for more than ten years, who dares to truly Move her?

Although this empress never showed her face, she has left many stories in the country of Zhao, such as Qianyu Palace, flying swords and beheading demons, and the blue dragon coming from the Nine Heavens...

In the State of Zhao, whether she is a **** or a demon, the empress is a legendary figure.

So she didn't even think about it in that direction.

At this moment, Ning Changjiu woke up with a single word, and she suddenly became clear. If it is really the empress who is dead, then as her daughter, how can the Highness give up? And everyone in this hall had different looks, most of them were frightened and fearful, and they couldn't get rid of the death of the empress who wanted to come.

No wonder you are so scared...

Ning Changjiu said: "Even so, why are they afraid? Since they dared to kill the empress, why didn't the daughter kill them at the same time?"

Ning Xiaoling hurriedly pulled at his sleeve and motioned him not to say anything.

Fortunately, no one paid attention to him, because a faintly appointed figure walked through the rain curtain outside, and the voice gradually became quiet.

Ning Changjiu stood in the shadow behind the door and looked over.

Autumn rain is cold, and the woods are desolate. In the green and yellow yard, a girl with snow-white skirts and slender waist belts walked slowly with an old red umbrella.

She walked through the stone steps and retracted the umbrella under the eaves. The girl held the umbrella like a sword at her waist. The water droplets dripped from the tapered umbrella head, and a sound could be heard clearly.

She looked around the people in the hall, and finally fell on Song's side. The girl pursed her lips and smiled slightly:

"Everyone... don't come here all right?"

It happened that the cloud cracked between the words, and a beam of sky light leaked, crossing the vast autumn rain and falling on her.

She is standing under the eaves at the moment, half of her body is bare and half of her body is shadow.

Everyone reacted one by one, saluting one after another, and speaking respectfully, see His Royal Highness.

In fact, apart from the day three years ago, few people have seen her since then. When I saw her today, I learned that the wild girl who stood in front of His Highness Qianyu's steps three years ago has now grown into It looks like this.

Ning Xiaoling looked at her blankly for a while, then quickly retracted her gaze, lowered her head, and her heart was beating.

Ning Changjiu glanced at her, also slightly lost.

The young girl was born beautifully, without the powder, but her eyebrows were picturesque, but her plain clothes and white dress were touching.

Ning Changjiu looked at her, as if looking at a black and white ink flower, slender and blooming on the cliff, so everything lost its luster, leaving only pure black and white.

The girl met Ning Changjiu's gaze.

Ning Changjiu looked at her calmly, but his eyes didn't dodge or evade at all.

Autumn rain again and again, the cold wind entered the temple, the officials still bowed their heads, the scorched corpse in front of the idol was mixed with the unpleasant smell of rotting and charring, and their eyes met in a strange silence.

Ning Changjiu felt that she was a little familiar, looking back in her memory, but she couldn't remember when she met.

Maybe it's just that the girl was born too beautiful, and ripples were splashed in his heart, and now he is a mortal body after all, naturally he can't hide from the seven emotions and desires of the world.

Ning Xiaoling looked at them anxiously, plucked up the courage to take a step forward, and saluted: "See Your Highness, my brother and I came with Master to cast the demons. Master died unfortunately. My brother’s mind is a bit weird recently. Your Highness must not blame it."

Ning Changjiu returned to his senses for a while, remembering the etiquette of these secular dynasties, and bowed a little awkwardly: "I have seen Your Highness."

The girl smiled slightly, her clear and cold voice still a bit childish: "Since I come to the palace to eliminate demons, I am a guest. I don't like these red tapes. How can I blame it?"

Ning Xiaoling stepped back to Ning Changjiu's side and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Everyone see me..." The girl narrowed her eyes and laughed softly: "Why is her expression so sad?"

The crowd returned to their senses, and they knelt down, shouting out loud.

The girl raised her hand and motioned them to get up: "I just said, I don't like these red tapes."

Some people stood up, but found that others were still kneeling, so they knelt down again.

The girl glanced around slowly, she sighed, but her voice became colder: "You don't want to get up, but there is a ghost in your heart?"

Everyone's eyes met secretly, and no one responded.

Among these people, Song Fang has the most official position, and he is also mainly investigating the investigation of Sparrow Ghosts.

He sighed softly, first got up, looked at the girl in the white skirt and the ink-haired shawl in front of him, and said: "His Royal Highness can come back safely, it's a good thing, I wait... overjoyed."

"Heh..."

The girl laughed, her lips were extremely pale, thin and slightly curled, and her eyebrows were also vividly raised at this moment. She walked two steps forward, and she seemed to walk out of the picture scroll and came to the crowd. between.

"Twenty days ago, at Tieqiwei Palace, Master Song, who had sworn allegiance to his mother in front of the palace, where was it at that time?"

Song side sweats in cold sweat: "That day...that day was too chaotic, the city was full of fire and blood, I don't know what to do next."

"I don't know what to do?" The girl's face was soft, but her expression grew colder.

Song side closed his eyes, not daring to answer.

The girl stared at him, her tone suddenly sharp: "Encircle the palace, set fires, kill people, step on the palace with iron cavalry... After so long a plan, it became a sentence that I don’t know what to do? You are really... bold."

Song side said sadly: "The general trend is like this, what can Song's meagre power do?"

The girl looked at him indifferently, she was silent, and asked: "Why?"

Song side bowed deeply, then straightened her body a little bit, trying her best to look into her eyes, and said: "If the empress doesn’t stay in the palace for a long time, if she can look at the world more Suffering, listen to the petitions of the people, where does all this come from?"

The girl said: "My mother is always watching Zhao Guo."

Song side said with grief: "But everyone doesn't know it, and I don't know either..."

The girl said: "You know, my mother doesn't care."

Song side stared at the girl's childish face, and asked: "What about your highness? Does your highness care?"

The girl didn't answer, she looked at him calmly, waiting for him to continue talking.

Song side sighed and his eyes became firmer and firmer: "The state of Zhao's fortune has withered up to this point. The former fought with the kingdom of Xia, and the army was retreating steadily. After that, the country of glory looked at it and ceded the country without calculation. Now the omen of the country's death has been revealed. Xing, Janguo has released those words again and again. His Royal Highness has been living in the deep palace for a long time. I don’t know how much I have been suffering day and night! Now that's the end of the matter, Song has no regrets, just want to die, and hope that His Highness can do it. Stop..."

"Stop your hands?" The girl frowned, then pointed at the charred corpse on the ground, and smiled: "You think I killed them?"

Song bowed his head and said nothing.

The girl calmly said: "When will I go back to the palace and where I was last night? With the eyes and ears of Master Song, it is not difficult to know?"

Song side was silent for a while, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "I know...Last night, His Royal Highness knelt in front of the Qianyu Hall."

This is something that many people know, but who else is the murderer besides her? Is it really that ethereal sparrow ghost? It's just that she knelt in front of the Palace of Dry Jade all night, how can she kill people again?

The girl didn't say much, she said straightforwardly: "Where is my mother's body?"

Song side replied: "I haven't found it."

"Huh?" The girl raised her eyebrows lightly.

Song side sighed and said: "But I'm sure, no one escaped from the Dry Jade Palace that day."

The big fire cavalry bow and arrow formation, coupled with the shot of the god, can hardly escape.

The girl stopped talking, and slowly raised her hand, her slender, snow-white fingers protruding from the wide sleeves, appearing more and more slender.

The hands rested on Song's shoulder.

Song side was stiff, sweating all over, but he didn't dare to move.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but think of the petite girl in front of the Palace of Dry Jade three years ago, the appearance of the petite girl covered in blood but not changing her face.

Song side closed his eyes, already determined to die.

The girl just smiled, adjusted her clothes for him, and smiled: "Master Song should cherish this hard-won official uniform."

Song side was stunned. He didn't realize that he had walked through the ghost gate, his body still tightly stretched.

The girl stopped looking at him and looked at the rest of the people. She smiled and said: "I am in the National Teacher's Mansion. If you have anything to discuss, just come and find it."

"National Teacher's House?" Song's eyes were slightly different.

The girl has turned and walked out.

The autumn rain didn't stop outside the eaves, she set up the umbrella again, and her voice came through the cold rain curtain:

"Mr. is seriously ill. As a student, he should serve him with all his heart."

The breeze came slowly, and on the tunic on the side of his arm, a small yellow flower was swaying in the wind.

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"National Teacher's Mansion? How could she go to National Teacher's Mansion?"

"Guo Shi is her husband, and now she is her only relative, but in the siege 20 days ago, Guo Shi chose to stand by and watch..."

"Will she still not know that her teacher is standing opposite her?"

"It is possible."

"By the way, where are the assassins? The assassins who intercepted her by Yanguo? Why did she come back?"

"Is it a miss... How come, it is said that the third-ranked assassin in the country has made a move, how can he return without success?"

"It seems that you can only look at the national teacher and the master of the wizard. These two people who are different from each other are rare and united. Unless the little girl has the ability to reach the sky, she will definitely end up with her mother!"

Everyone was talking about it, probably thinking about the good side, but a voice rang out abruptly.

"You really don't understand? Didn't the girl's words make it clear that the national teacher has been taken hostage?"

Everyone followed the prestige of speaking, and saw a young man in a Taoist gown looking at them suspiciously, as if watching a group of fools.

Many people recalled what the young girl said just now, but their hearts were stunned, but now they have been spotted by a young man with anger on their faces.

Song side can't bear it, and sternly shouted: "What on earth do you want to do? You don't need you here. Get out of the city for me. If you dare to talk more, you won't pay any money for your master's funeral expenses!" /

Ning Changjiu looked at him helplessly, thinking that he was kindly reminding him, why is this person so unappreciative?

Is this the secular world under the mountain?

Ning Xiaoling tugged at his sleeve, almost begging: "Brother, let's go..."

Song side was in a very bad mood at the moment, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense, waved his hand, and motioned to the guard to take them out.

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly someone stepped out of the crowd.

Song glanced at the man and said displeased: "Zhao Shisong, what trouble are you here to add?"

The man named Zhao Shisong arched his hands like a begging for mercy, then looked at the pair of young girls and asked tentatively: "I don't know how to do the long way?"

Ning Changjiu said: "It's OK."

Zhao Shisong thought for a while, and said: "It's true that the wife at home has also caught a bad anger recently. The famous doctor has hired a Taoist priest and called, but they are helpless. I wonder if you would like to try?"

Apparently he is going to be a dead horse doctor.

Song Fang just wanted to reprimand, but Ning Changjiu had already spoken first: "Yes."

Ning Xiaoling was so helpless, she nodded pretending to be confident.

Song glanced at them, no longer discouraged, and walked away, his eyes became more and more indifferent.