Beyond the Divine States

"Your Highness?"

After a short silence, the voices began to boil.

"When did she come back?"

"Where do you know that? There was no news? "

"She... Is still alive."

Song sighed. His hands in his sleeves kept shaking. It was hard to hide his fear and uneasiness.

Ning Xiaoling was stunned for a while, and suddenly said, "is it her?"

Ning long asked: "who?"

Ning Xiaoling immediately explained: "it's said that in the Imperial Palace, it's not the prince or a princess, but... The adopted daughter of an empress."

Ning Changjiu is more and more puzzled: "adopted daughter?"

Ning Xiaoling nodded: "it is said that more than ten years ago, when the former Emperor came back from his personal expedition, he met a fairy like woman on the upper floor of the city. He took the woman back to the palace, made the main hall for her, and worshipped her as a son of God. It is said that the woman was accompanied by a four or five-year-old girl. Some people said that she was the illegitimate daughter of the emperor and the orphan child she adopted, All in all, they were raised in the deep palace, and more than ten years ago... "

Ning Xiaoling's voice was a little lower: "more than ten years ago, the main hall was just completed, but the emperor, who was in his prime, was seriously ill and died."

There was a lot of noise around. Ning Xiaoling carefully looked around when she was talking. She was relieved that no one was paying attention.

Ning long thought through a lot of joints: "it turned out that 20 days ago, it was the woman who died."

Ning Xiaoling stare big eyes, Leng for a moment to understand his words.

There is a lot of speculation among the people about the empress who has been living in the palace for a long time. Although many people say that she is the evil girl who has harmed Zhao guozuo, and the sudden death of the former Emperor must have something to do with her, who dares to really move her in more than ten years?

Although she never appeared, she left a lot of stories in the state of Zhao, such as Qianyu Palace's flying sword cutting demons, the coming of the Dragon beyond the sky

In the state of Zhao, that lady is a legendary character, whether she is a God or a demon.

So she didn't think about that direction.

At this moment, Ning long a word to wake up, she also suddenly enlightened, if the death is really that lady, then as her daughter, that your highness will not give up? The people in this hall have different looks, most of them are frightened and afraid. I think the death of the empress has something to do with them.

No wonder so afraid

Ning Changjiu said: "even so, why are they afraid? If you dare to kill that lady, why don't you kill her daughter? "

Ning Xiaoling quickly pulled his sleeve and motioned him to stop.

Fortunately, no one paid attention to him, because there was a faint figure coming through the rain outside, and the voice was gradually quiet.

Ning long standing in the shadow behind the door, looking in the past.

The autumn rain is cold, and the trees are falling. In the courtyard of mixed green and yellow, the girl with snow-white skirt and slender waist is walking slowly with an old red umbrella.

She passed the stone steps and gathered the umbrella under the eaves. The girl held the umbrella like a sword. The water drops dropped from the thin umbrella head and could be heard clearly.

She looks around the hall and finally falls on Song's side. The girl purses her lips and smiles

"How are you doing

Words just between the cloud cracking, a bunch of sky light leakage, across the vast autumn rain fell on her body.

She was standing under the eaves, half naked and half shadowed.

All of them responded one by one, saluted one after another, and said respectfully, see your highness.

As a matter of fact, except for that day three years ago, few people have seen her since. Today, I know that the wild girl who stood in front of his highness Qian Yu's steps three years ago has grown up like this.

Ning Xiaoling looked at her for a while, quickly drew back her eyes, lowered her head, and her heart was beating.

Ning looked at her for a long time, also slightly absent-minded.

The girl is very beautiful. She looks like a picture when she is not wearing powder. She wears a plain white dress but it's soul stirring.

Ning long looked at her, like looking at a black and white flowers, slender into open in the cliff, so everything lost its luster, only pure black and white.

The girl gave Ning a long look.

Ning long calmly looking at her, eyes but not the slightest dodge and avoid.

In the autumn rain and the cold wind, the officials still bow their heads. The blackened corpse in front of the statue is mixed with the smell of decay and scorching. In a strange quiet, their eyes meet like this.

Ning long felt that she was familiar with it, but could not remember when she met her.

Maybe it's just that the girl was born too beautiful, which made ripples in his heart. Now he is an ordinary man, and naturally he can't avoid the seven emotions and six desires in the world.

Looking at them anxiously, Ning Xiaoling summoned up her courage and took a step forward, saluted and said: "see your highness, my elder martial brother and I came to subdue the demons together with master. Unfortunately, master died. My elder martial brother's mind is a little strange recently. I hope your highness will not blame me."

Rather long a little back to God, think of these secular Dynasty etiquette, some clumsily line a ceremony: "see your highness."

The girl smiles slightly, and her voice is still childish: "since I come to the palace to get rid of demons, I'm the guest. I don't like the red tape. How can I blame it?"

Ning Xiaoling retreated to Ning Changchang's side, slightly relieved.

"You see me..." the girl's eyes narrowed slightly and said with a smile, "why do you look so sad?"

They all fell down on their knees and cried out that they didn't dare.

The girl raised her hand and motioned them to get up: "as I said just now, I don't like the red tape."

Some people stood up, but found that others were still kneeling, so they knelt down again.

The girl's eyes swept around slowly. She sighed, but her voice became colder: "you don't want to get up, but there is a ghost in your heart?"

People's eyes met secretly, and no one answered.

Among these people, the song side had the largest official position, and the investigation of the bird ghost was mainly conducted by him.

He sighed softly. First, he got up and looked at the girl with white skirt and black hair. He said: "it's a good thing that your highness can come back safely. We... Are overjoyed."

"Oh..."

The girl began to laugh. Her lips were pale, thin and slightly warped. Now she gently raised her eyebrows. She took two steps forward and came out of the picture.

"Twenty days ago, when the iron cavalry surrounded the palace, where was Mr. Song who swore allegiance to his mother in front of the palace?"

Song side cold sweat dripping: "that day... That day is too chaotic, the city is full of fire and blood, I don't know what to do."

"I don't know what to do?" The girl's face was soft, but her look was more and more fierce.

Song side closed his eyes, dare not answer.

The girl stared at him, and her tone suddenly showed her sharp edge: "encircling the palace, setting fire, killing people, riding on the palace... After so long planning, it turned into a sentence that I don't know what to do? You are so... Bold. "

Song side sad way: "the general situation is so, song's meager power can do what?"

The girl looked at him indifferently, silent and asked, "why?"

Song side deeply saluted, then straightened up a little bit, tried to look her in the eyes, and said: "if the empress doesn't live in the deep palace for a long time, if she can see the suffering of the world and listen to the petition of the people, why is all this so?"

The girl said, "my mother is always watching the state of Zhao."

Song side sad way: "can common people don't know, I also don't know..."

The girl said, "do you know, mother doesn't care."

Song side stares at the young girl that childish beauty peerless face, ask a way: "that your highness?"? Does your highness care? "

The girl did not answer, looking at him calmly, waiting for him to continue to speak.

The song side sighed and his eyes became more firm: "Zhao's national destiny has been in decline. Before, he fought with Yao, and the army retreated. Later, the glorious country was covetous and gave up the territory. Now the sign of national subjugation has appeared. Yao has repeatedly said that. Your Highness has been living in the palace for a long time. I don't know how we are suffering day and night! Now that this is the end of the matter, song has no regrets. He just wants to die. I hope his highness can stop... "

"Stop it?" The girl frowned and pointed to the charred corpse on the ground. She said with a smile, "do you think I killed them?"

Song side bowed his head and said nothing.

The girl said calmly, "when will I go back to the palace and where I was last night? It's not hard to know with the eyes and ears of the Song Dynasty?"

Song side was silent for a while, nodded and said in a deep voice: "I know... Your highness knelt all night in front of Qianyu hall last night."

This is something that many people know, but who else can be the killer besides her? Is it really that ethereal ghost? But she knelt in front of Qianyu hall all night. How can she kill again?

The girl said no more and said directly, "where is my mother's body?"

Song side replied: "never found."

"Well?" The girl gently picked her eyebrows.

Song side sighed: "but I'm sure that no one in Qianyu hall escaped that day."

The fire iron riding bow and arrow array, together with the hand of the God, can't escape.

The girl no longer spoke, slowly raised her hand, and the slender and white fingers protruded from the wide sleeves, becoming more and more slender.

The hands were on Song's shoulder.

Song's side was stiff and sweating, but he didn't dare to move.

When people saw this scene, they couldn't help thinking of the little girl in front of Qianyu Hall three years ago. She was covered with blood, but her face didn't change.

Song side closed his eyes, and he was determined to die.

But the girl just laughed, straightened his clothes for him, and said with a smile, "Mr. Song, you should cherish this hard won official uniform."

Song side stunned, he did not respond to come over, he is from the gate of hell, the body is still tight.

The girl no longer looked at him. She looked at the rest of the people. She laughed and said, "I'll be in the master's mansion. If you have something to discuss, just look for it."

"Guoshifu?" Song's eyes are slightly different. The girl turned and walked out. Outside the eaves, the autumn rain did not stop. She put up her umbrella again. Her voice came through the cold rain curtain: "my husband is critically ill. As a student, I should serve him wholeheartedly." Breeze slowly, arm side skirt shirt, a small yellow flower in the wind“ Guoshifu? How could she go to the imperial palace? "“ The national teacher is her husband, and now she is her only relative. But the national teacher chose to stand by and watch the siege 20 days ago... "Does she not know that her teacher is standing opposite her?"“ It's possible. "“ By the way, what about the assassins? What about the assassins sent by the state of Yao to kill her? Why did she come back? "“ Is it a miss... How can it be that the assassins ranking third in the kingdom of Yao have all made a move? How can they come back without success? "“ It seems that it's only up to the national master and the wizard Lord. These two people are very different. Unless the little girl has the ability to communicate with heaven, she will end up with her mother! " There was a lot of discussion, mostly for the better, but a voice suddenly rang out“ You really don't understand? The girl's words made it clear that she had taken the National Teacher hostage? " As they followed, a young man in a Taoist robe looked at them suspiciously, as if he were looking at a group of idiots. Many people think back to the girl's words just now, suddenly, but their hearts were so oppressed that now they were attacked by a young man, and their faces were mostly angry. Song can't bear it. He yells: "what do you want to do? I don't need you here. Get out of the city and don't give me a cent of your master's funeral expenses! " Rather long helplessly looking at him, thought clearly is his good intention to remind, why this person so ungrateful? Is this the secular world at the foot of the mountain? Ning Xiaoling pulled his sleeve, almost begged: "elder martial brother, let's go..." Song side was in a bad mood at the moment, and then he waved his hand to the bodyguard to escort them out“ Wait a minute Suddenly someone came out of the crowd. Song side looked at that person one eye, displeased way: "Zhao Shisong, what trouble do you come to add?" The man named Zhao Shisong arched his hand like begging for mercy. Then he looked at the young couple and asked tentatively, "what's the Taoist's way?" Ning Changjiu said: "fair." Zhao Shisong thought for a while and said, "to be honest, recently, my wife has been in a bad mood. A famous doctor has asked a Taoist priest, but they are helpless. Would you like to have a try?" Obviously, he's going to be a living horse doctor. Song side just want to reprimand, rather long but has preempted the opening: "can." Ning Xiaoling was forced helpless, had to pretend to nod confidently. Song side looked at them one eye, no longer dissuade, flick sleeve to leave, eyes more indifferent.