Monarch of Evernight: The Past of 168
bsp;"You just said that person's name is Qianye?" There was a tremor in Zhao Ruoxi's voice.
"Yes. Miss, what's wrong with you?" The maid was obviously shocked.
Zhao Ruoxi grabbed her, stared at her and asked, "The person Yuying brought here lives in her house now?"
The maid instinctively felt something was wrong and said tremblingly: "Yes, yes."
Zhao Ruoxi slowly let go of her hand, frost gradually appeared on her face, and she suddenly turned around and left the room.
"Miss, Miss! Where are you going!" The maid hurriedly chased her out. As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw Zhao Ruoxi floating on water, not going downstairs, but floating towards the third floor. At this moment, the maid was so frightened that she chased after him desperately.
At this moment, the maid was faster than a galloping horse, obviously her strength was extraordinary. However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not close the distance between her and Zhao Ruoxi, and watched her figure disappear into the corridor on the third floor.
As soon as she reached the third floor, Zhao Ruoxi suddenly stopped. The old woman who had been sleeping in the concierge appeared in front of her for some reason and blocked her way.
"Grandma Shi, why did you stop me?"
Grandma Shi said slowly: "It's Miss's lunch break now, why doesn't Miss take a rest?"
"I can't sleep, so I'm going to go for a walk."
Grandma Shi smiled kindly and said, "It's okay to go out and relax. But if you want to relax in the house, you don't need to bring Manjushuahua, right?"
Zhao Ruoxi's expression remained unchanged, "It is like one with me. If it is not at hand, I will always feel uneasy."
"Really?" There was a clear understanding of the world in Granny Shi's smile, but she did not continue the topic, but said: "Miss, you'd better take the medicine, and then take a nap to regain your energy. Wouldn't it be better to go and relax? When you get some rest in the afternoon, your body will definitely not stop you."
Zhao Ruoxi took a deep breath, her chest rose and fell sharply, her frosty face gradually melted a little, and she said, "Okay, I'll go to sleep first, and then go and relax."
Grandma Shi nodded approvingly and said, "Miss, your body is the most important, don't get angry!"
Zhao Ruoxi suddenly moved her hand behind her back to her chest, and she was holding Manjushuahua in her hand! Granny Shi was shocked and her breathing stopped. She turned around suddenly, but the door behind her was clearly closed. How could the gun suddenly be in Zhao Ruoxi's hand?
This world-famous gun spun around in Zhao Ruoxi's hand and disappeared out of thin air. Granny Shi didn't need to look this time to know that Manshu Shahua was back on the gun rack in the room behind her.
A faint smile appeared on Zhao Ruoxi's face and she said: "Grandma Shi, Manjushuahua and I are already one. If I want to take it, I can take it at any time and at any place. No one can stop me."
Grandma Shi's expression changed several times, then she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that Miss can think like this, otherwise I will be really in trouble."
Zhao Ruoxi turned around and went downstairs, returning to her room. Seeing her coming downstairs, Granny Shi breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
After returning to the room, there was already a medicine bowl on the table. It was filled with dark medicinal soup and was still steaming. Zhao Ruoxi picked up the medicine bowl on the table, drank it all in one gulp, regardless of how hot it was, and then put the medicine bowl down heavily.
"I just don't want you to be in trouble." Zhao Ruoxi lay on the bed and looked at the top of the bed quietly.
The night gradually falls.
The whole afternoon was very peaceful. Qianye sat in meditation in the east wing of Zhao Yuying's small courtyard. Only he knew how effective it actually was. Dinner was also served in Zhao Yuying's small courtyard. She ordered a table full of food and wine, but Qianye only moved a few chopsticks before losing his appetite. Cheng'en Duke Zhao Weihuang has sent someone over to convey the message and will pick Qianye up after dinner.
Qianye couldn't eat, but Zhao Yuying had a great appetite, cleaning the food that could last several big men by herself. Finally, at the scheduled time, the car that picked up Qianye stopped at the entrance of the yard. Qianye boarded the car with Zhao Weihuang personally, drove through several streets and arrived at Duke Chengen's Mansion.
Qianye followed the personal attendant through the hall, and in front of him was a magnificent palace. This building is a bit like a place of worship, but also like a place for martial arts performance. The venue is extremely spacious and empty, with almost no furniture in sight. Several light stands the size of millstones hang down from the high roof, and the lights on them are actually thick-armed cows. Oil candles cast strange shadows throughout the room.
A man as tall as a mountain stood in the middle of the lobby with his back to the door, wiping a seven-foot sword by the blazing candlelight. There was a flash of red light on the edge of this sword, as bright as blood.
He personally escorted Qianye into the hall, then quietly left and closed the door.
The man turned around slowly, his face was very clear, which was quite inconsistent with the domineering look on his body. However, if you look carefully, you can see that the eyebrows are as sharp as swords. He glanced at Qianye, and Qianye felt a pain on his face, as if he had been stabbed by sword energy.
The man spoke slowly, his voice clear and clear, like the sound of a bell ringing a cauldron: "I think I, Zhao Weihuang, am ninety-nine this year. I am the Duke of Cheng'en in the empire and the leader of the Zhao family. I have a hundred thousand warriors in the Wolf Smoke Legion under my command and over a hundred generals. How can such achievements be obtained by relying on Gaoyi's nepotism?"
"People in the world often say that I am brave but without strategy. I can charge into formations but cannot use soldiers. But mediocre people, how can I know the aspirations in my heart and the avenue in my heart? The avenue of Zhao Weihuang is in my hands with a seven-foot green blade. If you just want to strike out with one sword and have the power to break up a mountain, why do you need to use strategy when one sword can be used as a weapon?
Zhao Weihuang suddenly threw the long sword in his hand at Qianye. Qianye subconsciously reached out to catch it. Only then did he realize that the sword was actually a head taller than himself. When he held the sword in his hand, he was filled with a deep chill, as if he was in the coldest winter. The sharpness of this sword is truly rare in this world.
Zhao Weihuang suddenly burst into laughter and shouted: "If you and I are of equal cultivation, can you kill me?"
Qianye was shocked, and the force of his whole body resonated with the shout. In an instant, the sea became a whirlpool. Without thinking, he said in a deep voice: "Why not?"
Zhao Weihuang looked at Qianye, his eyes as sharp as a sword. After a while, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, saying: "This is my son, Zhao Weihuang! Okay, okay!"
Qianye lowered his head to look at the sword, stretched out his fingers and wiped it on the narrow edge. The bright red color actually rippled, which was extremely magical. Qianye threw it lightly, and the long sword's edge silently sank half into the bluestone ground, like cutting tofu.
He could imagine what a killing weapon this long sword would be when it appeared on the battlefield.
Qianye raised his head again, looked directly into Zhao Weihuang's eyes, and said, "But I don't think you are my father."
Zhao Weihuang's eyes suddenly became murderous, and he pressed down on Qianye overwhelmingly. Qianye stood still, without even a twinkle in his eyes, looking at Zhao Weihuang without giving an inch.
Suddenly, Zhao Weihuang's murderous aura disappeared, his eyes softened, he sighed heavily and said, "I know, you will definitely be thinking about what happened back then."
Qianye was silent for a moment and said: "In fact, I don't mind or hold grudges, because I have no memory of what happened back then. And everything I have endured and experienced, including being able to stand here now, To me, it’s meaningful.”
Zhao Weihuang's eyes suddenly condensed, and an almost painful look flashed in his eyes. Yes, what happened back then was just the beginning of the disaster for Qianye, not the end. Zhao Weihuang didn't know what Qianye had encountered over the years, but he wanted to know how difficult it was to rise from an abandoned place, and the fragmented fragments Zhao Jundu placed in front of him were enough to give a glimpse of this child's wandering life.
Qianye's seemingly understatement had actually opened a gap between father and son.
"I just want to know, who is my mother and where is she now?"
Zhao Weihuang was startled, then his face turned bitter, and he said, "I don't know either."
Qianye's eyes suddenly turned sharp: "Don't know?"
"I really don't know." Zhao Weihuang sighed and slowly fell into the memories of the past. In the past ten years or so, he did not dare to indulge in reminiscing even when he was alone.
At that time, Zhao Wei Huangfang was still young, and he had already shown his outstanding talents and gained quite a reputation in the family. He also has a father who is even more celestial, he is the youngest brother of Duke You Guo, and he was awarded the title of Duke Xuan Yuan due to his meritorious deeds, which shows his ability.
Although the title of Duke Xuan Yuan cannot be passed on to his children, his extraordinary talents and abilities are no less brilliant than those of You Yan and Duke Zhao. And Zhao Weihuang was also handsome and had a bright future, and was finally able to marry Princess Gaoyi.
The imperial wedding ceremony was complicated, and with one year left until the wedding, Zhao Weihuang was unwilling to be lonely and traveled around, looking for secrets and wins, and visiting powerful people. This is also a common practice for children of wealthy and powerful families in the empire to sharpen their temperament and increase their knowledge.
On this trip, Zhao Weihuang met a woman by chance. She was a young and ordinary woman who seemed to have nothing outstanding except for her gentle and quiet temperament. Compared with those gorgeous and splendid ladies in the aristocratic family, she really couldn't be more ordinary.
A woman with only level 3 force power is vastly different from Zhao Weihuang, a newly promoted warrior, in terms of strength.
It was even difficult for Zhao Weihuang to recall why the two of them traveled together for the first time. It seemed that they were in a dangerous place, deserted, with only one road, and their destination was in the same direction, that's all.
She was in danger many times along the way, but it was Zhao Weihuang who rescued her, and she was seriously injured as a result. However, Zhao Weihuang unexpectedly found that he was not impatient at all, and even hoped that this period of time would be longer even when the weather was calm.
No matter what the situation, she seemed to be wandering in another world, watching everything in reality calmly. Even if the earth cracked and the mountains collapsed, she could not show the slightest fear or flinch. She was like a bystander, and everything that happened outside her body had nothing to do with her.
But when Zhao Weihuang was seriously injured, he pushed her to the other side of the chasm, turned around and cut off the natural stone bridge, blocking all the chasing beasts in the dangerous place, there was finally something deep in her eyes. A wisp of fluctuation.
After the two finally escaped from the danger, everything happened naturally.
For the young and suave Zhao Weihuang, holding a woman was nothing at all. She was just a woman with no identity. Before the age of eighteen, he had dealt with dozens of women, whether he was a virgin or just hanging out with his friends.
However, just as natural as that first hug, Zhao Weihuang actually put aside his experience and settled down with her in a quiet, beautiful but remote town. He did not take out a backpack full of gold coins, nor did he reveal his warrior skills. The two of them made a living with their own hands.
Zhao Weihuang found a job as a guard in a small town, and occasionally accompanied the guards to **** goods to and from surrounding towns to earn some extra money. She cooked meals and cleaned the room at home. Two people lived in an ordinary little house and lived an ordinary life.
Until now, Zhao Weihuang can’t explain why this happened. Maybe he was attracted by her mysterious and ethereal temperament, or maybe it was those ordinary days when the sun rose and the sun set, which made him feel comfortable from the bottom of his heart. and calm. Or maybe it was for a reason he didn't know either.
In this way, the quiet and warm days have passed for half a year, just like a warm dream. But Zhao Weihuang began to become restless, and he knew that he was about to wake up from his dream. Soon, it will be the day when he will officially get married to Princess Gaoyi, and he must go back.
For a moment, Zhao Weihuang even thought about living like this for the rest of his life. However, he also knew that this was simply impossible.
It is common for children of aristocratic families to lose news when they are away on training. The Zhao family has its own secret method that can determine his life and death and know his location.
Just as Zhao Weihuang was becoming more and more at a loss, one evening, when he handed over his guard duties and returned home, there was still a table of steaming meals waiting for him, but the woman had already left.