after god gambler

Chapter 430 Change of Imperial Power (1)
The intertwined fingertips of the two were like a red thread that could not be pulled, tightly tying their fate together.

Looking into the distance, seeing Qianqiu's praise being melted into snow by wind and sand, listening to thousands of miles of wind turning the sea upside down, promise that this love will not grow old.

When the time is old, they are still by each other's side, clinging to the love that cannot be changed by time.Hold your hand and grow old with you.

A gorgeous carriage passed through the dewy forest in the early morning and appeared on the wide official road.The horse's hooves kicked up a cloud of dust, and the driver was a handsome man, sitting beside a pretty purple-haired girl.

A silver bell hangs from the high horns of the carriage, and the crisp sound resounds in the wind.

On the soft bed inside the carriage, a beautiful woman was resting on the couch.The eyelashes are thick and slender, and with a slight trembling, there will be a watery brilliance.Thick hair draped over her shoulders, flowing down like a spring.

Several little guys were snuggling up to the woman, and their defenseless and cute little faces formed an extremely warm picture.

An incomparably handsome man in white clothes stretched out his hand to cover the woman's body with a thin silk quilt, his handsome face was full of tenderness and delicacy.

There was an innate nobility and arrogance about the man in white clothes. He was originally an indifferent person who was hard to get close to, but when his eyes fell on the sleeping man, there was a warm and bright light.

"Master, we are just ahead to Wuqu City in Yunzhou on the Moon!"

The man driving the chariot looked at the tall and majestic Wuqu City from afar, with a somewhat indifferent voice, exuding arrogance, not like an ordinary coachman.

"Ok!"

There was a moderate response from the carriage, and then there were no other sounds.

"Tap Tap!"

Holding the reins, the man drove the carriage towards the city gate. A large group of people gathered outside the city gate, forming a long queue, blocking the way into the city.

"Huh? What's going on?"

The purple-haired girl looked suspiciously at the large crowd in front of her, as if she was undergoing investigation.Some ferocious soldiers, holding portraits in their hands, inspected them one by one.

I don't know what happened, why is it so exciting?
"Shu'er, Bing'er, why did you stop? Did you arrive at Wuqu City?"

The beautiful woman got up lazily, raised the gauze curtain, and looked out of the carriage. Her sweet and sweet voice made people feel numb all over.

"Mistress, Wuqu City is blocked!"

Bing Qiong glanced solemnly at the blocked city, then turned to the hostess Feng Meixue and said.

"Yanhua, do you know why Wuqu City is sealed off?"

Feng Meixue lifted a strand of hair, blinked her lively eyes, and looked curiously at her husband, Mo Yanhua.

Their family just came back from Fending Yanzhou, which is far away from the Tianyao Dynasty, and they don't know what happened here!
But by the looks of it, things seem to be a little off.

"Closing the city? I'm afraid something big happened to the Tianyao Dynasty!"

Mo Yanhua was sitting in the carriage in white clothes that were as snowy as the snow. The faint sunlight fell from the tender blue sky and fell into the carriage through the gauze curtain.The perfect outline becomes more and more clear when highlighted by the light.

The deep and shallow light and shadow fell on his face, shining on the snow-white clothes suddenly showing the light of the snow.

"What's going to happen? They seem to be looking for someone!"

Feng Meixue was lying in front of the carriage window, looking at the soldiers in armor, waving a few white portraits in her hands.

"Bing'er, I want to see that portrait!"

Her soft voice slowly spilled out of her cherry-like fresh red lips, like a clear spring flowing through her heart.

"Yes, mistress!"

Bing Qiong replied succinctly, the figure flashed like a ghost, and everyone felt a gust of cold wind blowing by. When they regained consciousness, the portrait in their hands floated to nowhere.

Sandalwood incense was wafting from inside the carriage, and the fragrant mist shrouded the faces of Feng Meixue and Mo Yanhua. Their faces reflected the portraits in their hands, and they looked like them.

Silence, silent silence, a faint chill suddenly permeated the small space in the carriage.

The two were silent for a long time, and it was Feng Meixue who spoke first.

"No reason!"

The sweet voice, full of uncontrollable anger, burst out from the throat.

"It really doesn't make sense!"

The soothing and continuous man's voice was extremely clear, and he agreed.

"You actually painted me so ugly!"

Feng Meixue held the portrait in her hand, Fen Dai raised her eyebrows lightly, and poked the portrait in the painting displeasedly with her white fingertips.

"Xue'er, is this why you are angry?"

Mo Yanhua looked at Feng Meixue dumbfounded, and spread out the portrait in her hand, although it was not possible to fully describe her beauty, but she could still see some vague outlines.

This artist must have seen Feng Meixue before, so he was able to draw a resemblance.

On the other piece of paper is Mo Yanhua's portrait, but his outline is almost the same.

In this way, this portrait is from the hands of someone he is familiar with, and he vaguely feels that the style of painting is somewhat familiar, but that person should not be able to do such a thing.

"Of course, you are not angry when you are painted so ugly?"

Feng Meixue reached out her hand to poke Mo Yanhua's portrait, it was all about appearance, without any charm at all.

"It seems that we have to contact Suifeng and Jingyue first, I'm afraid something big will happen to Tianyao Dynasty!"

Mo Yanhua turned his mind away from the portrait, and fell on the soldiers who were eager to find the two of them, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

During this period of time, they have been outside the Tianyao Dynasty, so they have never contacted Suifeng, but now it seems that they must find out what happened in the Tianyao Dynasty during the time they left.

"Master, do you want to enter the city?"

Bing Qiong also saw that the people in the portrait were Mo Yanhua and Feng Meixue, so she asked.

"go in!"

Mo Yanhua said lightly, a faint gleam of coldness flashed across his eyes.

If you want to take down the two of them in this way, it is really naive.

You must know that Liuli's disguise technique was also taught by him himself, and such things as disguise are just a trivial matter for him.

"Understood!"

Bing Qiong pulled up the carriage and galloped towards Wuqu City, but was stopped by soldiers before reaching the gate of the city.

"Stop, who is it? Everyone come down for investigation!"

The soldier shouted in a cold voice, with a look of majesty on his face.

"Presumptuous! What are you? How dare you let my master come down!"

(End of this chapter)