The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Two years later, the eldest grandson has gone through many vicissitudes. Although his face is still beautiful, his temples have been tinged with white frost.

Ning Chen's heart suddenly raised a touch of fear, the fear that has never been.

For a long time, Chang sun has always been a beautiful and strong image in his eyes. Until today, he finds that Chang sun is getting old unconsciously.

In his heart, the eldest grandson is his only elder in the world, and no one can replace him.

Gently push open the door, did not make a sound, Ning Chen into the room, looking at the figure sleeping on the bed, quietly kneel down.

The radiance of the night pearl shines on the plain clothes, reflecting a deeply guilty heart and kneeling figure. Now it's not Marquis Wu of the great Xia Dynasty any more, it's just a wanderer who has been away from home for a long time.

Lime did not stop, standing quietly, waiting in silence.

Quiet bedroom, kneeling down the plain clothes, motionless, two years, changed too many things, the only constant is once that desperate mutual protection.

If there is no grandson, there will be no today's Ning Chen, this situation, life is difficult to return.

The cold moon shines in the sky, and gradually goes westward. I don't know when, the eldest grandson above the Phoenix collapse opens his eyes. As soon as he sits up, he suddenly feels the familiar breath near the bed. He turns his eyes in disbelief. At the next moment, his body trembles and tears flow down silently.

"Back?"

The most sad thing in life is that the white haired people give the black haired people away. She once thought that the stele on the temple of marquis Wu would be set up by her. The wood stele she sent would be carved and engraved, and the knife would enter her heart.

Today, he came back.

"Come here" the eldest grandson waved and whispered.

Ning Chen gets up, silently walks to the Phoenix to collapse the side, sat down.

Chang sun raised his hand and stroked the young man's face. His eyes filled with tears again and said, "grown up"

she still remembers that when he first entered the palace, he was still a reckless young man. Nearly four years later, the old young man had faded from his childishness and really grew up.

Ning Chen don't know what to say, and then eloquent, tongue can lotus, at this moment, only full of guilt.

It's getting late outside. It's time for Mao. Although the night is not over, the eldest grandson is sleepless. He gets up and walks down from Fengtan.

In front of the dressing table, the bronze mirror reflects a beautiful face. As time goes by, there are not many traces left on the face in the mirror, just like when we first saw it three years ago.

Lime came forward, picked up the Silver Comb on the stage, and was about to make up for her eldest grandson as usual.

"I'll come." Ning Chen took the silver comb and asked softly.

Lime nodded and immediately stepped aside.

Two years after leaving, Chang sun's hair grew longer and fell down on his back to his waist. Ning Chen took the comb and combed it carefully.

Familiar with the warm atmosphere, so reassuring, only in this Weiyang palace, he can put down his vigilance, no longer think about the storm outside.

In the past, when he was the weakest, his eldest grandson used his wings to protect him again and again. Now he is born without the protection of his eldest grandson. However, only when he is by her side can he feel the peace.

"Your sister is not bad," Chang Sun said softly, looking at the shadow in the mirror.

"Ning Xi?" Ning Chen asks a way.

"Well, my palace has recognized my adopted daughter, but I still live in your Wuhou mansion before I get married," said the eldest sun.

"As long as Ning Xi is willing, Ning Chen naturally has no opinion, it's all arranged by the empress," Ning Chen replied.

"As for you, the little princess ManChao and Xinyu that our palace arranged for you, you refused. Now there is someone you like. If you like any girl, our palace will go to propose marriage to you in person," the eldest Sun said seriously.

Ning Chen laughs bitterly, what he is most afraid of is that Chang sun mentions this matter.

"Niang Niang, Ning Chen has been born, Shou yuan is different from ordinary people, so you don't have to worry so much," said Qingling.

After a long silence, Chang sun looked at himself in the mirror and whispered, "but I can't wait"

a very light sentence made both of them tremble. Looking at the faint white hair between Chang sun's long hair, they felt very sour.

Chang sun is really no longer young, ordinary life but 60 years, Chang sun is not congenital, can not always wait.

"All depend on Niang Niang arrangement" rather Chen presses down the sour and astringent in the heart, no longer insist on, opening a way.

"Three years"

the eldest sun naturally hopes Ning Chen can be with the person he likes. He doesn't want to be too reluctant and says in a low voice, "if you haven't found the person you like after three years, it's up to us to arrange it"

three years is not short. At that time, she is not confused, and it's the longest time she can wait.

Although it has been 60 years since the birth of a mortal, there are not many people who can really live through the year of destiny. In the past two years, she has gradually felt that her body is getting worse day by day.

According to the custom of the summer, the marriage of the younger generation must be blessed by the elder. Xinyu, Ziyi, and Huang Shu are still alive. Ning Chen, the only elder behind, is the one she is most worried about.When the hair is combed and the rest of the make-up is taken over by lime, Ning Chen stands aside and waits quietly.

Since he retired from the backstage, Chang sun has rarely stepped out of Weiyang palace, and his makeup is much simpler. He looks a little less luxurious and a little more pure.

After winter, the summer just had a snow, the back garden of Weiyang palace, a piece of silver wrapped, very beautiful.

The eldest grandson, supported by Qingling and ningchen, is walking on the back garden road when he suddenly sees a maple in the corner and pauses.

Ning Chen follows to see, immediately understand what is thinking in Chang sun's heart.

"At the beginning, I heard from lime that you climbed from this tree to her roof to watch the stars, which disturbed her to have a rest." the eldest grandson's beautiful face showed a tiny smile and said.

"Well, just entering the palace at that time, I didn't think so much about it. Seeing a tree by the wall, I climbed up. I didn't expect that there was sister Lime's room below," Ning Chen said.

With that, Ning Chen looked at the woman on the other side and said with a smile, "however, sister Qingling has a good temper and doesn't care with me"

"KaKa" Qingling turned her head, her right hand clutching and creaking. The warning was very obvious, and the boy's skin itched again.

The eldest grandson laughs. He can't hear the meaning of the complaint in Ning Chen's words, but he doesn't pay any attention to it. The younger generation is playing, so let them toss.

Three people walking in the backyard, many times, not so much words, two years later, need to talk about too many things, really to the mouth, but feel that there is no need.

The rising morning sun shines on him, bringing a little warmth. The eldest son is tired. The three of them sit on the stone bench in the garden for a rest. Lime with a thick cotton mat, sitting on it will not be cold. They will specially prepare it for the eldest son.

Ning Chen watched the lime carefully prepare everything properly. He sighed inexplicably and sat down beside his eldest grandson.

Such time will not be too much, he can only cherish every moment.

A little while later, a pretty little maid of honor came into the back garden and saw three people. She saluted and said, "madam, marquis, breakfast is ready"

the little maid of honor is very strange and young. She should have just entered the palace. It's really lucky that she can be assigned to Weiyang palace.

Ning Chen should a, immediately support eldest grandson to get up, toward the back garden outside walk.

The little maid of honor followed. Her pretty face was red and her eyes were full of admiration. She also saw the battle last night. Lord Wu was so powerful.

Who's young is not affectionate, who's young girl is not nostalgic, and the maid in waiting is the best time to bloom. Of course, she also has the heart of admiring heroes.

Lime helplessly shakes her head and doesn't break the little girl's dream. She just accounts for Ning Chen next to her eldest grandson.

The breakfast has been delivered to the temple. It's very simple. It's all light vegetarian. In the past two years, the eldest grandson has stopped killing animals. Many people in the palace say that their empress is more like a Buddha than the Buddha in the temple.

As a matter of fact, people in Daxia do not believe in Buddhism. As the empress who was once the mother of the world, the eldest grandson is naturally the same. However, whether she believes it or not, she still hopes to pray more for him.

After breakfast, the people in and out of the palace will come one by one. It's not suitable for Ning Chen to stay, so he will leave for his eldest grandson.

All the people know that the Lord will come back today. They all look forward to it. The old housekeeper's eyes are full of tears. He has been waiting at the door for more than two years. Finally, the Lord will come back.

In the mansion, Ning Xi anxiously walks back and forth, and her delicate baby face is full of excitement.

Beside, Liu Ruoxi is quiet, but the tears in the double mode show that his mood is far from as calm as it seems.

Just as they were looking forward to it, a shadow of plain white came from afar. Step by step, it seemed that it was still far away. After a few steps, it was in front of the mansion.

"Brother"

Ning Xi responds first, and immediately runs out of the door to rush in. LAN Jun, who was born in a dangerous building, forgets all about the etiquette of the princess, even though he has been trained for a long time by his eldest grandson, and starts to cry regardless of his image.

"Lord Hou"

Liu Ruoxi stepped forward and bowed his body. Finally, the tears in his eyes could not help but drip down.

"All right, let's get up and go back to the mansion first"

Ning Chen patted Ning Xi on the back, then gently pushed it away, and looked at a group of people kneeling in front of the mansion door.

"Yes"

everyone got up, and the old housekeeper quickly stepped forward to remove the people blocking the road and invited the Marquis to enter the house.

Soon, the news of the magistrate's return to the palace spread to every prince and nobleman in the imperial city. With a lot of gifts, the visit notes came from every mansion towards the palace.

In a room in the backyard of Hou's residence, the ghost girl looks at the woman in deep coma on the bed, turns her hands to stimulate her body, and the vast Qi continuously infuses into the latter's body.

After a long time, the ghost girl stops and looks at Ning Chen beside her. Ning Chong says, "my ghost source can only help her survive for a long time. If you want to save her, you have to find another way."