Eight-year-old Princess: Phoenix Reborn

Yun Chang noticed that King Jing's body was trembling slightly, and there was some worry in her heart. How could she never think that the Emperor Xia Guo would just say this on the palace feast.

There was a tumult of noise in the palace for a while. The matter of the emperor was supposed to be a domestic affairs, but what did the emperor Xia Guo raise at a banquet in another country? He said that when Hua Guogong came to Ningguo some time ago, he found a person who is most likely to be the prince of Xia Guo. In that case, that person is most likely among them.

Someone had noticed something from the words of the emperor Xia Guo, and looked at Jing Jing evasively. The Emperor Xia Guo said 29 years ago, but the age of King Jing coincided with it ... And, just now, when the Emperor Xia Guo said this, he clearly looked at King Jing.

King Jing was just a flash of light for that moment, and then he regained his thoughts. Instead of arranging the noise on the banquet, he approached Yun Shang and said, "What to do, I do n’t have ten arrows at all. Skill, what if I was asked to try it next time?

Yun Chang froze, and didn't want him to have a joking mind at this time, glaring at him with a hate, raised his eyes to look at the gloomy Emperor Xia Guo.

Only when he saw that he waved his hand, Liu Yinfeng took a scroll in his hand and raised his hands, and the emperor Xia Guo fell on the scroll with a complex light flashing in his eyes. After a while, he sighed, "This Thirty years ago, the portrait that the artist in the palace painted for us ... "After that, he raised his hand and handed it to Ning Emperor. Emperor Ning opened the painting with a shocked expression, but with a little disbelief, he looked in the direction of King Jing, looked back at Jin Guifei again, and remained silent for a moment before raising his head to look at the Emperor Xia Guo. "Brother Xia, do you want to show Zheng Zheng this picture for everyone?"

Emperor Xia Guo nodded, but with a little smile in his eyes, "I heard that the child was extremely intelligent, so he couldn't give him a chance to find a way out for himself."

After hearing the words, Ning Emperor was silent for a moment, then nodded his head slightly, and gave the scroll to Director Zheng.

Yun Chang's heart moved slightly. It stands to reason that Emperor Xia Guo's confession at the banquet was not good for Ning Emperor. After all, King Jing was the **** of war of Ning Guo.

Zheng Zheng took the scroll carefully, and spread it out to the crowd. The tree was covered with pink flowers, petals fluttered down, and two people stood under the tree. He looked up at the flowers on the tree with a faint smile on his face, while a man stood beside the woman ...

Yun Changhuang looked at him, thinking that the man in the painting was King Jing, but he was a little different from King Jing. Whenever King Jing was a little indifferent on his face, even with a smile, his eyes were also With a bit of coldness, but the man in the painting, the corners of his eyes are full of smiles, and the tenderness in his eyes is like water, making people want to indulge.

Yun Chang thought that the person in the painting would definitely look like King Jing, otherwise the emperor Xia Guo would not have been taken here, but what Yun Chang never thought was ...

"The powder-painted woman in the picture ..." Yun Chang frowned. The woman's looks were a little familiar, but Yun Chang thought for a while and didn't know who she looked like. She frowned, and she would know her in her head. Everyone filtered them one by one, but still didn't remember.

I turned around and saw that everyone in the temple looked different, but looked at King Jing all together. Only King Jing still faintly lifted up the tea that the maid brought over a while ago, and lowered his head and blew away. Fu Mo, took a sip of tea, and then faintly said, "Why don't you look at the painting?"

Everybody trembled, and quickly looked away, fell on the painting, secretly confided in his heart, unlike, not at all, why did King Jing have the gentle and affectionate look of the man in the painting?

However, Xia Huanyu, the emperor of Xia Kingdom, opened his mouth first, his voice was faint, and he couldn't find the excitement of the child that he had lost for many years. "The man in this painting is not the King of Jing. This is more than thirty years ago. The artist in the portrait painted for the widow and the first queen, but when the first queen died, the widow was in distress and almost died. In the end, although she was rescued, she lost her appearance. For more than thirty years, I was afraid of many people I have forgotten what the widow looked like when he was young. Hua Guogong has seen this picture before, so he found at a glance that Lord Jing Jing and the widow are very similar ... "

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sneer, "So you thought the king was your son?" Jing Wangyi laughed, "You can have as many pictures as you want, and anyone you want to paint Who will I draw for you, and you have chosen my king for thousands of miles? Should he be grateful? "

Everyone could hear the stubborn smell in King Jing ’s mouth. "Or that your sons are all waste, and you feel that the river and mountains are unsustainable, so you have found the king? Huh?"

This time, he simply led the war to several sons of the Emperor Xia.

Yun Shang raised his head and searched around the table, but didn't see Prince Xia Guo's figure, and laughed a little, which is a pity. If Xia Houjing and Xia Houyan were both there, it would be very fun.

Xia Huanyu still looked faintly at King Jing, his mouth slowly hooked up, as if he did not take King Jing's sarcasm in his eyes.

Yun Chang took a closer look at Xia Huanyu for a while. Previously, due to the scars on his face, Yun Chang felt a little disappointed, so he never looked at it. Later, he was attracted by the painting. Now he looks at it, but It was found that Xia Huanyu sometimes resembled King Jing. At least, his expression is exactly the same as that of King Jing.

Xia Huanyu smiled for a moment, glanced at everyone, but fell on Yun Sang, and looked at Yun Sang for a moment, then he opened his eyes, "What if you said it?"

The people in the temple were all stunned. I didn't know what Xia Huanyu meant. They secretly remembered what Jing Wang said before, but before they heard it, they heard Xia Huanyu saying very slowly, "If you want, You can take this throne at any time. "

As soon as this word came out, even Luo Qingyan couldn't help but be a little stunned, and only half a while chuckled and laughed, "Do you think you can give this throne to whomever you tell?"

The people in the temple were completely stagnation. They thought that this was somewhere, and there was no one talking about the ownership of the Xia Kingdom.

"Since it is the throne of the widow, what about the widow who wants to be willful? Whatever you want, the widow will give it. In this world, the widow will give you all you need to say."

Yun Chang looked at the man who was sitting quietly, as if talking about the ownership of a silk thread, and about the ownership of the Xia Kingdom, but he began to feel a little admired for him.

The person next to him leaned back, stretched out his hand to embrace Yun Sang's waist, and his voice was bland, "Oh? The king wants it, but you can afford it, the king wants it. Don't show up here. In front of the King, do n’t say anything more. The King is your son ’s nonsense. ”As he said, King Jing stood up, and toward the Ning Emperor and other humans in the temple who had not slowed down God, When he recovered, he would not be accompanied, and resigned. "After that, he pulled Yun Chang out of the Golden Palace.

King Jing quietly leaned against the carriage wall, eyes closed, as if asleep. Yun Shang raised his eyebrows to see his slightly frowning brow, and sighed lightly. Although Jing Jing was so calm on his face, he just held Yun Shang's hand but slightly sweated. Yun Chang knew that in his heart It must be very struggling.

After all, it was his biological father. Even though they had never met each other for more than two decades, the blood was a very wonderful thing, just like the similar appearance of the two of them.

When Yun Chang felt a little bored in the carriage, he lifted the curtain of the carriage. A cold wind blew, Yun Chang shivered, and felt a lot of soberness in his head, but the people around him suddenly moved and pulled back Yun Shang's With his hands, the heavy curtain slammed down and made a muffled sound.

"Although it's almost the end of February, it's just a bit cold when the night wind blows. What if it's cold?" King Jing's voice was faint, with a little blame.

Yun Sang was silent for a moment, wanting to say that although she had no internal strength, she also practiced martial arts from a young age and rarely caught cold, just listening to him with a sound of exhaustion, after all, she didn't speak, and sat back quietly.

The carriage was gradually walking, and Yun Chang noticed that something was wrong. It was only about half an hour from the entrance of the palace to the palace of Jing Wang, but it was obvious that more than half an hour had passed since leaving the palace.

Yun Chang's heart was tight, and he suddenly grasped King Jing's hand. King Jing seemed a bit embarrassed and pinched by Yun Chang a little, so he opened his eyes and looked at Yun Chang. With one glance, he found Yun Chang's expression. The tension in.

King Jing seemed to have returned a little bit of thought, and remained silent for a while, looking into Yun Shang's eyes with a little question. Although he did not speak, Yun Chang knew what he wanted to ask, and Yun Chang nodded, A word was written in his hand: wait.

There are many dark guards around them. If something really threatens their lives, someone will appear, but she wants to know who is so bold and dare to confront her in the imperial city. Starting with King Jing, it was a little ... impatient to live.

Yun Sang hooked his lips. Today King Jing is not in a good mood. These people are afraid that they will suffer.

Listening to the movement outside the car, Yun Chang groaned for a moment, and then he cried, "How long is it to the palace?"

It seemed to be quiet for a while before a voice came, "It's almost there."

Coming soon ... Yun Chang chuckled. It really did not let Yun Chang wait too long. Within a quarter of an hour, the carriage stopped. Yun Chang reached out and hurriedly pushed the door of the car. Then he saw a person standing outside the carriage, but Yun Chang didn't expect it ... ... <