Dust and Ember Song

Chapter 169 Already a Chess Player

Power and love, mortals try their best to seek, even gods are not immune.

Zu Yun took out the wooden bracelet from his sleeve. This bracelet was once used to dance with the emperor's concubine Muwan, and was also haunted by the one he loved.It's just that now it's back in his hands, like a heavy prayer that has not been answered forever and has been thrown away without mercy.

In previous years, when the night was young and the moon was bright, he sat on the roof of the Moon Palace, feeling empty in his heart.No one understands that he is the prince of heaven, why is he sour, why is he so sentimental.But he felt that he was the loneliest person in the world. With the death of his biological mother, the majesty of his father, the rules of his adoptive mother, and the estrangement of relatives, everyone knelt down when they saw him, obeying and worshiping him like a statue.

He is afraid, and no one has embraced him and understood what the feeble longing of the heart is.Just like that, he grew up timidly, wearing the crown of seven luminous gold beads, waving a romantic folding fan, and acting like a celestial king who does not covet power.I often hide in the dark room of Tianshu Pavilion, light a lamp of Qingying, and imitate the true and false people in the story.Until he saw a little maid tremblingly following Mr. Huode Xing on the palace road paved with brocade, at that moment, he seemed to see himself when he was a child.

Quarreling and fighting with her, he likes this confused little fire demon, this woman who promised Qianyue to be his best friend forever in front of the shining stars.

After all, time is a shell, wrapping the soft heart, as if to turn it into a hard stone.

Brothers and friends are respectful, fathers are kind and sons are filial, this is something he doesn't want to destroy, so even though he is indifferent, he doesn't care about the ups and downs of grievances.But love... This kind of thing without any interest involved, he deeply thinks it is important, and he hopes for it all his life.

Playing with the power to settle down, he felt that the throne he didn't care about in the past, now he sees through it.If you can't get the response from the one you love, if you can't get the sincerity, what can you do if you are the emperor of heaven.But if he doesn't try his best to fight for it, and spends the rest of his life doing nothing, what's the difference from being imprisoned in a wild hell? He is no longer cowardly, but whatever he wants will be in his pocket.

I no longer believe in him who is forever, but only seek the time here, act recklessly, and calculate absurdly.His elder brother Chunsheng was right, he was in Tian's family, if he didn't make calculations, he would die.

Satisfied standing on the Qishan Mountain in the East China Sea, he deeply feels that the wind is smooth and everything is peaceful... He sighed, "There is no such thing as eternity, the dry moon, the sun, the stars, the wind and rain, will eventually pass away..."

The fallen chess pieces were about to move one by one, and he knew that he would soon ascend to the supreme throne in the world, with the power of life and death in his hands, over all living beings, and all gods and gods would submit to him.

Zhao Xun, the sixth prince of the East China Sea, Kong Chen, the Qilin royal family of the South China Sea, Qu Jiu, the Crown Prince of the North Sea, Yong Heng, the heart demon of the devil world... Even the kind-hearted Queen Mother of the West Sea, the Immortal Venerable, are just pawns in his hands.In the four seas and five realms, there are turbulent winds and clouds, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it can be triggered at any moment.Wearing a black robe, he sneered sinisterly and sighed, the world is about to change...

In the Zimi Palace in the Heavenly Court, the temples were white with frost, and the brows and eyes were engraved with thick and tired faces. Ling Lie glanced at the immortal attendant kneeling in the palace.

The envoy who went to Guozhou to investigate the natural disaster in Luoshui reported to the Emperor of Heaven, "I have found out that the disaster in Luoshui was put down by the tiger in Guozhou and a woman who practiced in the demon world."

Looking up and seeing that the Heavenly Emperor Ye Ming did not respond, he continued, "This woman is carrying the white spirit stone stolen from the Heavenly Court. She has very high celestial skills, and she is definitely not an ordinary demon, so..."

The Emperor of Heaven approached Chang Weng, the palace supervisor, bowed slightly, and whispered, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Suddenly, a glaring drop of blood hit the gold and jade table.Chang Weng was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, looked at the Emperor of Heaven who seemed to be in a coma with his hands resting on his forehead, and exclaimed, "Quickly spread the medical fairy! Hurry up!"

At this time, the heavenly court was like boiling soup, discussing livelyly when the water in the pot would burn out and who would add firewood under the stove.They were both excited and horrified, waiting with bated breath for Zimi Palace to ring the death knell...

The night is coming to an end, the dry moon is fading away, and the sun is rising.

Zu Yun had already taken off his black robe, bathed in incense, put on hair and pajamas, and sipped Wangyou wine from the devil world, which he said was brewed by the husbands of the deer demon clan.One bottle after another, he spun the gorgeous gold bottle and said with a smile, "Forget love, forget worry, only those who are reluctant to die will want to be self-intoxicated and pretend to be affectionate."

Calling Gong'e from outside the curtain, she asked lazily, "What time is it?"

Gong'e bowed her body charmingly, her tenderness was like water, "Back to Your Highness, it's already three quarters of Yin time."

He embraced the strange woman, meaningfully, "Who let you enter this pachinko palace?"

The woman lay tenderly in Zu Yun's arms, acting coquettishly, "Your Highness, since you only let me stay in the building, why do you need to torture me, what is the background of the servant girl?"

"The benefits of being loyal to your master are very attractive, for example, becoming the concubine of the prince." Zu Yun poured the wine from the golden bottle on the woman, and bit his cold lips without a trace of pity.

Painfully begging him to forgive, finally willing to tell the truth, "The servant girl's name is Yaofu, and she is the servant of Yao Wanqi, the secretary of Fannong Palace."

He had already seen her disguise, so he specially chose her to serve this night's book class.Zu Yun pushed her away, slightly disgusted, but understood that this was part of the grand plan, since Wan Qi sent her to be the messenger, she must have some trust.

"You like this prince?" Regardless of whether this woman stepped into the chess game for the sake of glory and wealth, or something else, as long as she is obedient and obedient, he will not treat her harshly.

Yaofu saluted, smiling lingeringly, "If my servant can be loved by His Highness in this life, I will not regret it even if I die."

The palace lantern was blurred, and there was a trance, but it was fleeting.He took her hand, imitating those romantic affairs in the playbook, wanting to pamper her overnight.But when he stripped off Yaofu's clothes, he thought that he had not yet married the one he loved, and let her enjoy the honor of the heavenly court... Losing interest, he sat with his clothes on and said impatiently, "Go out , Watch the time carefully."

Gong'e Yaofu retracted her dress, shed tears, exited the elegant room, knelt outside the curtain, watching the unknown time flowing in the golden pot hourglass.She is humble and lowly. As a domestic slave, she wants to get rid of the shackles of fate and obtain a noble lover. She knows what she has to pay.

The sound of the death knell does not sound, but the day is approaching, and the storm is approaching.

The news of Emperor Tiandi's sick bed recuperating was strictly ordered to spread to Zimi Palace.And according to the rules of heaven, the emperor's son is not allowed to visit, and it is unknown if the emperor's son is ill.Therefore, the crown prince Zu Yun is still in his own Baiqing Palace, and his plain clothes are clean and repaired, which is regarded as respect.

"This is something the master presented to His Highness." Yaofu handed over a box of cake bait, looking at Zu Yun's thin and handsome face, a little displeased.She knew that if the Heavenly Emperor suddenly fell ill, if it wasn't the reincarnation of destiny, it was man-made rebellion.And the mastermind behind this scene, those who play chess are always a little hasty, the death knell of Zimi Palace did not ring last night, whether the Emperor of Heaven who survived the night is healthy or not depends on the direction of the chess game.

(End of this chapter)