Beyond the Divine States Chapter 31: : It’s like a dream

In the dark furnace, the light that should have been like the brilliance of the sun and the moon dissipated little by little, like the fireflies of the distant heavens.

All the light in the underground palace was swallowed up, except for the four long and quiet corridors in the distance. The flames of the ever-bright lights were shining extremely lightly, like peeping eyes.

The underground palace is so quiet that needles fall.

Zhao Xianger looked forward in a daze. She stretched out her hand and took back the ancient sword that was full of immortality. She shook her body for a few times, and finally she was exhausted, her knees bent, her knees slumped on the ground, and her chest was up and down. .

She closed her eyes and recalled all the things that had happened these days. The pictures in her mind seemed to be watching the lights. When all the dangers turned away, time came to the present node.

She felt the finally disappearing breath in the stove, and after confirming it for a long time, she gradually laughed.

The smile is like a flower, but it blooms in the depths of the underground palace, no one is lucky enough to see it.

She knelt quietly on the icy floor tiles and stayed quiet for a long time, until her spiritual power regenerated little by little from the sea of ​​qi in the Purple Mansion, feeding every inch of bones and veins.

Zhao Xianger stood up with the sword, and walked hard toward one of the corridors.

That leads to the direction of Qianyu Palace.

All the plots have surfaced at this point. In this intrigue about life and death, she thought further, and she won it for granted.

Ten years ago, she strayed into this underground palace for the first time. The old fox’s law body was like the most terrifying monster in the world. Only the pressure sealed by the furnace made her unable to get up at all, even in the end. Mother came to the underground palace to take herself away, but the painful torture of that day and night was still a dark cloud in her heart.

Now these many dark clouds finally disappeared from the rain, and after a day and night in the imperial city, they turned into a clear sky of Jiyue.

She walked slowly along this path.

At the end of the road, the girl gave a sharp leap and jumped up, then lifted the ruins accumulated on the ancient well, turned it out, and looked around.

The place that was supposed to be a glorious palace is now full of broken walls washed by Qiu Yu.

Although the rain has stopped, the clouds in the sky haven't cleared, they are floating thin and fast.

Zhao Xianger sat on the edge of the broken well and whispered softly: "If this is a big exam, how will I behave?"

No one answered.

She originally thought that after she killed the old fox, her mother would appear in front of her.

Unfortunately, nothing happened.

Of course she doesn't believe that her mother is dead, how could the mobs kill her? She is a true immortal outside of the world, quiet and indifferent, even with herself, deliberately alienated.

But she was not too disappointed.

The imperial city is safe, and the people are safe. The people who besieged the Qianyu Palace that day have died seven or eighty-eight. The killer of the Rongguo country is not spared at this moment, and even the old demon fox that cannibalize the national fortune has also died. .

This is cold and cool autumn rain, but also a new rain waiting to be revived.

She has done her best.

She looked at this small country in a corner, opened up in the mountains, and finally smiled.

Too many things happened on this day, and she was already tired at this moment. At this moment, she just wanted to go back to take a bath and change clothes, and then get a good night’s sleep. The rest will be discussed at dawn.

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Looking at the old fox's figure like a firework, Lu Jiajia still couldn't believe what happened before him.

The invincible old demon fox... just died like this?

What happened?

She looked at the palace in front of her, which was almost broken except for the main hall, with mixed emotions.

In this human experience, too many things happened beyond her expectations.

She noticed that there seemed to be a person lying in a pool of blood in front of the palace. She ran over and found that it was a woman with a breathless breath. The whole back of the woman was rolled over by the evil spirit, like a sword. blurry.

Lu Jiajia carefully turned her over from the sticky blood, took a sip of pure aura to protect her heart, then picked her up and ran towards the temple steadily and quickly.

She rushed into the temple, ignoring the woman's blood, and directly stuffed her into the blue and white sedan chair.

At that moment, she suddenly had the illusion of carrying someone into the coffin.

She immediately dispelled this idea. This blue and white sedan chair is the treasure of her master's line. The speed of recuperating the injury is dozens of times faster than healing on its own. If this can't be saved, then the entire Nanzhou I am afraid that very few people can save it.

About half an hour later, after struggling for dozens of times, the woman finally opened her eyes like a cocoon.

During the coma, Tang Yu felt that he had a long dream.

She dreamed that a baby was secretly carried out of the palace, and someone was chasing behind her. The woman holding the baby was in tears. She accidentally tripped under her feet and fell to the ground. The baby also fell to the ground, crying. .

The people behind chased over and snatched the baby away. The woman cried heartbreakingly and couldn't make them look back.

Just as they were about to fall the baby to death, she caught a glimpse of a figure, a woman with fluttering skirts and long hair. She fell on the long street like a cloud that stayed unintentionally, even if it was The dream still seemed so illusory.

She rescued the baby and sent it to a poor family. Six years later, the baby grew into a little girl and was sold into the palace by the family.

Since then, there has been a little girl in Qianyu Palace.

In the dark, Tang Yu knew that what she saw was her own past, she could not have seen this, is this an illusion...

She felt a splitting headache and opened her eyes in a daze. The colic spread from her limbs and stabbed her with a hoarse grin. She mistakenly thought it was the dark fire of **** burning herself, and at the same time, There was a very warm and soft breath surrounding him, counteracting the burning of the dark fire, like a mother's hug.

After a long time, she opened her eyes and realized that she was in a confined narrow space at the moment. The curtain around her seemed to be embroidered with small green flowers. Outside the curtain, there was a white veil. Hanging quietly.

This is...the urn?

The first reaction in her mind was absurd.

Next, she saw a woman staring at herself outside the white mantle, her eyes soft.

This...the impermanence of life is young and beautiful, and looks like a fairy in the sky.

She thought so, and the pain in her body stimulated her over and over again.

"Are you awake?" Lu Jiajia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Yu heard her voice, subconsciously hummed, and then she regretted it, because in her memory, she encountered a ghost asking herself questions, but she couldn't answer them.

She looked at the beautiful figure behind the veil a little nervously, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

She felt that the woman in front of her seemed a bit familiar.

Then she was shocked: "It's you..."

She remembered that there was a fairy from the world who had entered the city in a blue and white sedan chair. She had seen it from a distance, and she looked like this through a heavy veil.

Now, instead of her in the sedan chair, she is outside, still separated by heavy veils.

The consciousness returned to the body a little bit, Tang Yu gradually became more sober, she asked: "Am I still alive?"

Lu Jiajia nodded and said: "Don't move around for now. Staying in there for another half an hour will save your life."

Tang Yu felt the rich aura in the sedan chair, and nodded gently, "Thank you Fairy for your help."

Lu Jiajia looked at the woman in front of him and curiously asked: "What is your name? Why did you appear in the palace?"

"My name is Tang Yu." The woman replied subconsciously.

"Imperial Palace..." Then, Tang Yu was taken aback, and quickly asked: "How about that old monster? Miss... Where's the young lady?"

Lu Jiajia replied: "That old demon fox is dead, miss, um...The young lady you are talking about is Zhao Xianger?"

When Tang Yu heard the news of the old monster’s death, even though his whole body was still in pain, he couldn’t help but laughed, and said admiringly: “Of course the young lady is your Royal Highness! Miss is unparalleled in the world, even the old monster is also unparalleled in the world. Not a miss opponent!"

Lu Jiajia agrees: "You miss, you are really amazing. By the way, why are you in the palace? This is also your lady's plan?"

Tang Yu nodded and said: "Of course, we have made so many arrangements in the palace, and what we are waiting for is today."

She thought that since the dust had settled, she roughly talked to her about her plan to steal the post with Zhao Xianger after entering the palace.

Lu Jiajia is indifferent. She asked with a clean heart in the past, only repairing one person and one sword, thinking a little bit to break through the mortal heart barriers, sooner or later, she can enter the house and step into the main road.

She used to disdain these worldly calculations.

But to this day, she finally encountered something she couldn't cut, and almost died of it. After all, her xinxing was different, and she felt more admiration in her heart for the girl who was much younger than herself.

After listening to her story, Lu Jiajia still has some puzzles: "As far as I know, it takes royal blood to drive the Suzaku to burn the pestle. Why can Miss Tang?"

Tang Yu was slightly startled, she suddenly remembered that dream state just now, and remembered everything she had seen about her past.

She already understood that the woman who saved her that day was the legendary empress.

I should be an illegitimate daughter with royal blood. Her mother was accidentally involved in some dispute and was chased and killed. Then she was saved by the empress.

Now that I want to come, what the empress fancy is her own blood, so she became a **** of her, and she was fortunate to live more than twenty years.

Did today's deduction have started since then?

Thinking of this, Tang Yu felt frightened in his heart, but his admiration for His Royal Highness was even deeper-she deserves to be the daughter of the empress.

Suddenly, she remembered the scene of her own mother hugging herself and running away in her dream. The palace in her dream... seemed a little familiar.

Then she was completely shocked.

That seems to be...

The Prince's Mansion!

Is his biological father... Zhao Shisong? !

At this point in her thoughts, she suddenly felt heart and liver pain, and more, she was still at a loss.

It was a complete bewilderment. What happened over the years came to my mind one by one—she married into the Zhao family and became Zhao Shisong’s most beloved concubine. Taoist priests have also killed Zhao Shisong with his own hands at this moment.

It turned out that the man was actually his... biological father.

She couldn't help but laugh, and while smiling, tears flowed down again.

Looking at this sudden scene, Lu Jiajia was puzzled, but somehow guessed that the other party should be a certain royal abandoned daughter. Now when he asked, he remembered his sad life and couldn’t help crying. stand up.

She didn't ask any more questions.

After a long time, the woman's sobbing gradually became quieter.

She raised her hand with difficulty, wiped the corner of her eye, and said, "Let the fairy laugh."

Lu Jia married: "Ms. Tang is not dead now, she should cherish it. Just look away from the troubles other than life and death."

Why is this a trivial matter... Tang Yu still had a tingling pain in his heart, but smiled and nodded.

"Do not die in catastrophe..." Tang Yu chewed this sentence, and suddenly felt some other aftertastes: "Do not die in catastrophe? That old fox is so powerful, and the realm is far above me. He ran into I, I feel that my whole body has been penetrated... Why am I still alive?"

Lu Jiamara pondered for a moment, and replied: "Maybe it's Miss Tang's life."

"Fate?" Tang Yu laughed softly: "My life is never in my own hands."

Lu Jiajia was confused and asked: "What do you mean by a girl?"

Tang Yu's voice became firm: "At that time, I should be sure to die, but I didn't die, and happened to be rescued by the fairy. Isn't this... a coincidence?"

Lu Jiajia replied: "This blue and white sedan chair is a treasure of the teacher's family. If the real body and mind are not broken, there will be a chance to save a glimmer of life."

Tang Yu shook his head and said: "No, you don't know Niang Niang. Since I survived, it must be because of the reason I lived."

She looked at the beautiful figure behind the white mantle, and seemed to ask herself: "What is the reason why I survived? Is there anything else I need to do? What is it..."

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(Thanks to the book friends for their songs on the rivers and lakes, the world’s days and nights for their rewards, there will be a watch in the evening, more than 4k words!)