Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 759
Just when the former Qin girl on the high platform asked this question, a middle-aged man sitting on the throne suddenly sneezed in a hall near the sea at the east end of Shanhai University.

"His Majesty?"

Sitting opposite the man, an old man in blue put down the scroll in his hand and looked over, "What's wrong with you? You won't catch a cold, right?"

The old man looked at the window facing the sea, and the palace servants immediately went to close the window with winks.

"No, I didn't catch a cold," the man waved his hand to let all the palace people in the palace go down, and then stepped down from the throne.

He looked at the old man in Tsing Yi and said calmly, "Although he is not as good as the national teacher, I am still a fourth-rank practitioner."

The man squinted at the scroll in the old man's hand that hadn't been turned over for half an hour, and said, "You don't know that I don't catch cold at all, do you?"

Looking into the eyes of the old man in front of him, he quietly called out the name of the person in front of him, "Dongfangyi."

The Southern Chu State Teacher, Dongfang Yi, the former son of the Qinglong God, put down the scroll in his hand, stood up and bowed to the person in front of him, "It's an old minister who is taking liberties, Your Majesty."

The man called His Majesty didn't say a word when he heard the words, but just silently looked at the celestial cultivator who had watched him grow up in front of him.

The oldest god among the eight gods raised his head, and quietly looked at the monarch in front of him who had been enthroned for the shortest time on the Shanhai Continent.

To inherit the ancestral business is to be the new king.

The man standing in front of Dongfang Yi looked about to stand in his thirties, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, dragon and phoenix posture, it was a very standard appearance of a general.But a pair of brown eyes make his lines not so tough, and he has a taste of a scholar.Because he was extremely handsome, he looked younger than his actual age.

The only regret is that on this man's handsome face, there is a small scar next to his ear, which will leave a deep impression on people when he first sees it.

Noticing the gaze of the old man in front of him, the middle-aged man raised his hand and touched the scar next to his ear with a strange expression.

"Your Majesty, what happened to you?" Dongfang Yi asked.

"Your widow... Forget it, this way of speaking is really twisted," the man shook his head, "I told you a long time ago, when it's just the two of us, you don't have to be so rigid. Just call me like you did when you were a child, Uncle Yi."

"It's better to be respectful than obedient, old minister." Dongfang Yi straightened her waist, looked at the eldest prince of Soochow who had grown up, and asked doubtfully, "Your Highness, is there something wrong with you?"

"I..." The young Soochow Monarch looked at the sea through the window, touched the scar on his face, "I just had a sudden pain in this scar."

"This scar..." Dongfang Yi stared at the face of the man in front of her with a subtle expression.

In Soochow, any younger officials would have a doubt in their hearts when they saw the king for the first time, and that was the scar on their noble monarch's face.

Southern Chu Guoshi Dongfang Yi looked at the man in front of him.

His Royal Highness Soochow back then, and now Soochow King Zhao Muren.

Not counting the playful little monarch of the former Qin Dynasty, Zhao Mu is now the youngest king recognized on the Shanhai Continent.As the heir of Soochow, one of the three powerful countries, he has long been the overlord of one side.

But even before succeeding to the throne, because he was the eldest son of the king of Soochow Wu, he was undoubtedly the next king of Soochow Wu. No one in the Shanhai Continent except the royal family would dare to touch him.

What's more, Zhao Muren was not only noble and impeccable, he was the strongest among the sons of princes and princes from all over the world in terms of cultivation ability and ability to lead soldiers in battle.

When he was in his early twenties, he won the title of No. 1 General of Soochow Wu, and he was the only son of the royal family among the young generals in the Shanhai Continent.

Of course, Zhao Muren's ability to become the so-called No.1 general back then was due to the fact that the veteran stepped aside to push the young people to the top and gave the King of Soochow face, but Zhao Muren's personal ability is indeed real.

Comparing with the eldest sons of other vassal states who are sick or crazy, even though he is a bit arrogant and indulgent, but seeing Zhao Muren, the great highness of Soochow back then, who wouldn't boast Smoke rises from the ancestral grave of the Zhao family in Soochow.

Soochow No.1 general.

Thinking of some past events, Dongfang Yi stared at the scar on Zhao Muren's face without saying a word.

The eldest prince of the Soochow Wu was heroic, noble and vigorous, and had a smooth journey since he was a child and never suffered any setbacks.

Until I meet that person.

The scar on Zhao Muren's face happened to be related to his name back then.

It is indeed strange that the son of a dignified monarch has a scar on his face, but thinking of Zhao Muren's previous experience as a general, he can barely say it.But the scar on his face was neither a knife wound nor a sword wound.

But it was left alone.

"You can laugh that I'm making a fuss again." Looking at Dongfang Yi's eyes, Zhao Muren touched the scar on his face and said lightly, "But this scar hasn't hurt for a long time."

After all, this is a scar from more than ten years ago.

It stands to reason that the physical scar of a practitioner cannot last so long, but this scar has remained on his face for a long time.Zhao Muren never thought of asking Dongfang Yi to get rid of this scar.

The existence of this scar also helped him a lot, and it also reminded him of the stupid things he did in the past, the person who left this scar, and the one who never gave up chasing and waiting with him. That special woman that that man protected.

"It's been a long time..." Dongfang Yi coughed, "The old minister asked me a lot, how long is a long time?"

Zhao Muren glanced at him, "Eight years."

The elderly old national teacher was taken aback when he heard this.

Eight years.

For some older practitioners, this is an age they desperately want to ignore, but they cannot ignore.

The number of years since the disappearance of the girl who turned the practice world upside down but disappeared suddenly.

Eight years.

Soochow Monarch walked to the window and looked out at the rough sea, "The wind is blowing."

Dongfang Yi walked to his side.

If Southern Chu cannot live without mountains, then Soochow cannot live without water.

The royal palace of Soochow, one of the three most powerful countries in the mainland, was built by the sea.

Just half a day ago, a pigeon broke in through this window, bringing that person's request.

"Speaking of which, at the speed of a black-feathered pigeon, the letter has already been delivered." Dongfang Yi glanced at the young man with his hands behind his back looking at the sea, who had already begun to show the majesty of a monarch, "The old minister did not expect that your majesty would agree to that." thing."

"When he saved me before, I promised that I would grant him a wish unconditionally." Zhao Muren said flatly, "But that is the only chance in my life that I will make an exception for him."

"Since he doesn't save his life at a critical moment, then I will grant his wish." The man looked at the tumbling sea, "Besides, Zhao Guang likes to follow him all day long, so that woman Zhao Guang must also like it." .”

"It's just the former Qin Dynasty..." Dongfang Yi hesitated to speak.

"It's just a princess, Ying Hanri doesn't have the ability to intervene," Zhao Muren glanced at the people around him, "It's rare that some of our brothers are willing to marry, and it's a good thing for our Soochow royal family to have a son and a half daughter. after all……"

The young monarch looked at the boundless sea, but he seemed to see a thick city wall.

"After all," he said lightly, "I'm afraid I won't have any offspring in this lifetime."

(End of this chapter)