Broken Night

Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty - I'm Back

Ren Suiying did not lift her eyelids, but said calmly: "His Royal Highness has an order, don't block Jin Qianji's steps. Xuan Ling, don't make me embarrassed." The girl called Xuan Ling was naturally Lan Meimei shadow. Seeing this, Lan Meimei stomped her feet angrily: "Ren Suiying, get this princess out of the way right away! Otherwise, when this princess complains to the queen mother and father, I'll chop off your head!"

Ren Suiying didn't answer, just stood calmly.

Jin Qianji laughed when she saw this scene, did she want to go by herself so much?

Well, I didn't miss it anyway.

Jin Qianji walked into the Hall of Ten Thousand Machines, and the **** who was outside had obviously already disappeared and ordered him to go in without blocking his footsteps.

In the hall, the countless gems on the top of the body illuminate the entire Hall of Myriad Machines as if it were daylight.

And that figure is still sitting on the dragon chair, dealing with countless memorials.

It's hard to imagine such a thin figure carrying the entire country on his back.

When Jin Qianji walked in, the figure raised his head and his eyes fell on Jin Qianji. This gaze is a vision overlooking the world. Rao is a man of Jin Qianji III, and his expression is suddenly stagnant.

"Let's go?" Lan Zhen's voice resounded throughout the Hall of Myriad Machines, as if it were everywhere. However, Jin Qianji knew that this was because of the Myriad Machine Hall's own formation. He nodded, "It's time to say goodbye."

Lan Zhen was silent for a moment, then said, "You must know that even if you don't want to, you are still carrying the name of my adopted son."

"Because of this name, and because you live in the palace, no one dares to touch you."

"You feel like you're in a prison, but this prison is the strongest and safest in the world."

"When you leave, it means that you have nothing to do with me anymore."

Lan Zhen's eyes were as calm as water, but they were like two extremely deep water waves that sucked in the light: "Have you figured it out?"

Jin Qianji was silent for a long time. He raised his head and looked at the gorgeous and luxurious Wanji Palace: "This place is my hometown."

"Since I am here, my heart has never been uneasy. No matter how safe or luxurious it is, it is nothing but a prison. How can people not bow their heads when they are under the eaves." Jin Qianji raised his head calmly: "I don't want to bow my head any more."

Lan Zhen was silent again, and then started to write the memorial by himself: "If that's the case, then let's go."

Jin Qianji cupped his hands and clasped his fists: "The grace of 13 years of staying here will be repaid in the future."

Lan Zhen waved his hand and stopped looking at Jin Qianji: "Drive this person out of the Quanqing Palace."

"Yes, Your Majesty." A voice came from out of nowhere, and when Jin Qianji came back to his senses, he was already standing outside the gate of the Quanqing Palace.

He turned around and looked at the Quanqing Palace.

No nostalgia, just simply want to take another look.

For a moment, he swaggered, just as he said.

He didn't want to bow his head any more.

By the time he returned to Youzi Lake, it was already late at night.

But the lakeside hut was still brightly lit. When he walked in, Xu Yan and Yang Chun were waiting for him, and the desk was full of wine jars and side dishes. Xu Yan laughed: "Welcome back!"

Jin Qianji grinned.

Here, there are brothers waiting for him.

"I'm back."

…………

Outside the Ten Thousand Machines Hall, Lan Meimei, Lan Mingxin, Xuan Ling and Jin Xing were still waiting.

After a while, a man came out.

They quickly recognized that this person was the new shadow, Ji Wu, who was newly dispatched by the Hall of Shadows to the present-day Blue Emperor and Blue Town. Ji Wu looked around for a week, gave Jin Xing a special look, and then said slowly: "Jin Qianji has been ordered by the emperor to leave the palace, and from now on, he has nothing to do with the royal family, and is not allowed to enter the palace without a summons. ." After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the Hall of Myriad Machines.

Lan Mingxin cried even more, feeling even more lonely in the palace alone.

Lan Meimei, who was on the side, was already in a bad mood, and she was even more upset when she heard Lan Mingxin crying like this: "Why are you crying! Are you annoying!"

Lan Mingxin was also in a very bad mood, and she was angry when she was yelled at by Lan Meimei: "I just want to cry! You can manage it!"

Lan Meimei laughed in anger: "You bastard!"

At the moment when the word "bastard" came out, a loud shout came out from the Hall of Ten Thousand Machines: "Lan Meimei! Confinement in the [Nanmei Hall] for March, except for the classroom, you are not allowed to go out! Execute immediately!"

Lan Meimei felt sour in her heart, and her gaze at Lan Mingxin became more and more ruthless. But she didn't dare to say anything, she roared and took Xuan Ling away!

Lan Mingxin was also in a bad mood: "Uncle Jin, let's go."

Jin Xing sighed lightly, and said nothing. He glanced at Wanji Hall with a deep meaning, and followed Lan Mingxin to turn and leave.

In the Hall of Myriad Machines, Lan Zhen took a deep breath and put down the wolf in his hand.

Ji Wu stood behind him respectfully, even his breathing was silent.

"Where is Jin Qianji?" Even the voice of casual inquiries carried a sense of oppression that could not be concealed. That is the majesty of the emperor who has stood on the top of the south for countless years, Ji Wu immediately said respectfully: "Your Majesty, after Jin Qianji left the Quanqing Palace, he moved into the lakeside of Youzi Lake, which was bought by the young man named Xu. Other courtyard."

"Yeah." Lan Zhen responded, sitting calmly on the dragon chair, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, Lan Zhen said slowly: "Jin Qianji, I have been paying attention for a long time. This person has a strong personality and is a rare talent. If he wants to recognize me as a father, why can't I treat him like a son? It's a pity... …”

His voice was very low, and although he was still entangled by the inescapable imperial power, it was as low as a murmur, and it seemed to be talking to himself, even more deeply helpless.

Ji Wu didn't dare to open his mouth and kept silent.

Just a moment later, Lan Zhen sat up again: "Keep an eye on me. Zha'er didn't like Jin Qianji long ago, but now that he is out of my sight, maybe something will happen. Small troubles are irrelevant, Just don't kill anyone."

Ji Wu replied respectfully, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Go back, I want to be quiet."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Ji Wu retreated, leaving only Lan Zhen sitting on the dragon chair in the huge Hall of Myriad Machines. Majestic, not to be offended, but with a strong sense of loneliness.

…………

Far to the north, in a secluded cave in the Wind and Snow Mountains.

Two teenagers were inside, burning a fire to keep warm. An indifferent, but eerie, wearing a very flamboyant red robe, unconsciously threw some dry wood into the fire, making the fire even more vigorous.

On the other side is a young man in a silver robe.

Teenagers are even more boring, extremely boring. I thought that I could find a partner here to talk to, but I was a boring person. Except for some basic information, they didn't say anything, the two just waited for the wind and snow to pass.

These two are naturally Wan Erhao and Yang Tianxing.

It's just that although Wan Erhao is a direct disciple of Wanqianhong in Chaoxia Palace, his name has never been made public. As for Yang Tianxing's name, although his name is famous all over the world, Wan Erhao has always been a secluded person. He doesn't care about world affairs.