Rebirth and the Pro-Queen

[The first makeup of the world of mortals, the mountains and rivers are boundless.The original face, crushing the nightmare of impermanence, unparalleled destiny]

A farewell to more than a month, it seems like a dream in the south.

Ling Yuexi, who had changed into a military uniform, was still radiant and heroic. She rode her horse and drove alongside the regent. Looking at the impenetrable city gate, she had the urge to abandon it and run away.

On the city tower, hung a bright red flag of triumph, hunting in the wind; below the city tower, the common people had already stood neatly on both sides, waiting for the king of war in their hearts, the god of war, all in high spirits.However, in Ling Yuexi's eyes, all of this seemed to turn into an overwhelming scene, leaving her nowhere to hide.

Occasionally, Xiao Mojue turned his head to the side, and saw Ling Yuexi staring blankly ahead, her gaze was unfocused, as if she was outside the Three Realms.

confused.

That's right, from Ling Yuexi's face, he saw confusion.

"Don't worry, the emperor is in good health, and will personally go to the Arc de Triomphe to welcome you!"

Xiao Mojue's sinister words brought Ling Yuexi back to reality.

Ling Yuexi lowered her head, fixed her eyes on the ground, and said softly: "I didn't use 'Cross Bone Powder', Prince Regent, I'm sorry!"

"This king naturally knows!"

Xiao Mojue replied solemnly, stared at his legs, and rode his horse into the city.

amount……

what does he mean?Am I sure I won't poison him?

Looking at Xiao Mojue's mighty and straight back, Ling Yuexi felt various emotions in her heart.

"A thousand years old empress! Thousand years old regent!..."

The people cheered and knelt on the ground piously, looking up at the 'patron saint' in their hearts with adoring eyes.The common people hold chrysanthemums of various colors and shapes in their hands. Not only are they pleasing to the eye, but bursts of fragrance are mixed in the air.

"When autumn comes and September [-]th, my flowers will bloom and the flowers will kill, and the fragrant fragrance will penetrate Chang'an, and the whole city will be covered with golden armor"

Xiao Sujin, it's Xiao Sujin!

Ling Yuexi was relieved, and a few tears slipped out of her eyes.As long as Xiao Sujin is safe, it will be fine.

I still remember that on the eve of the expedition, Xiao Sujin held her hand and promised: "Xi'er, regardless of victory or defeat, when you return safely, I will spread the lotus flowers all over the palace to catch the wind for you."

"Why lotus?"

Ling Yuexi likes lotus, but doesn't like its enchanting beauty.

Xiao Sujin was taken aback, and asked in a low voice at a loss: "Isn't Xi'er the most fond of lotus?"

Uh?

That's right, the real Ling Yuexi must love lotus, otherwise, she wouldn't be tricked into the lotus pond by Princess Qin.Thinking of this, he smiled and said: "I used to like lotus, but after listening to a poem, I prefer chrysanthemum."

"Xi'er, can you read it to me?"

"When autumn comes and September [-]th, my flowers will bloom and then the flowers will kill, and the fragrance of the sky will penetrate Chang'an, and the whole city will be covered with golden armor"

When Xiao Sujin heard it, his expression was obviously terrified, and he muttered to himself, looking at Ling Yuexi quietly.

"Xi'er, if you were a man, you would be the Ninth Five-Year Supreme!"

Ling Yuexi laughed and joked immediately after hearing this:

"If Xi'er is born as a man, the emperor will be born as a daughter! Well, but the person who wrote this poem was a friend of my mother who passed away many years ago."

After all, she shed tears.

In fact, Ling Yuexi learned this poem from her aunt when she was very young. My aunt loves chrysanthemums and can read many poems about chrysanthemums, but she thinks this poem is the most powerful.

Thinking about his past life, he unknowingly walked past Lianyan Lake, crossed Jing Street and entered the North Gate.Except for Xiao Mojue, Ling Yuexi, Wu Qingyang, Xiao Zhuo, Tian Zhiguang and Wu Lie, the rest of the soldiers dismounted and entered the Arc de Triomphe.