The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Early in the morning, the morning light, through the window paper sprinkled in the room, light warm.

In front of the mirror, Xia Xinyu sets up her long hair, a simple and elegant jade hairpin.

Ning Chen stands at one side, quietly looking at the woman who is dressing, the smile on the face is more and more gentle.

I never thought that one day, he would stand here and watch his wife make up, as if it were a joke of fate. He missed 30 years and finally returned to the origin.

After dressing up, Xia Xinyu gets up, takes the ready plain clothes and puts on the gentle and virtuous side for the former.

"Are you going to pay homage to your mother today?"

As close as possible, Xia Xinyu asked softly as she arranged her husband's clothes.

"Er" rather Chen nods, should way.

"I'm going to prepare snacks," Xia Xinyu said.

Ning Chen mild a smile, again ordered to nod.

The door opens, the warmth of the rising sun lingers, a new day, a special beginning.

Xia Xinyu went out of the room to prepare the cakes for the ceremony.

Ning Chen stood in the room, looking at the back of the former, calm eyes, like the ocean in general, deep bottomless.

"She still has less than 20 years to live. Since you have promised to marry her, you must not be responsible for her"

I don't know when, before the room, lime came and reminded me.

"I know"

Ning Chen whispered.

"In the past 20 years, don't worry about anything, just stay with her," sighed lime.

"I will"

Ning Chen nodded.

In the near future, the two figures appear in the imperial mausoleum of the great Xia Dynasty. The princess of the ninth great Xia, who is dressed in plain and light purple, comes side by side.

Red maple, late autumn wind, light cold, promote the arrival of winter.

Inside the imperial mausoleum, Zhiming kneels down and puts down cakes one by one, with a faint smile on his face.

"Niang Niang, Xinyu and I have come to see you"

Ning Chen reached out to brush the fine sand on the tombstone and said in a soft voice, "in the past, you always hoped that Xinyu and I could get together. Now, your wish has come true. Xinyu is now the daughter-in-law of the Marquis's house, and no one can take it away"

on one side, Xia Xinyu kneels quietly beside her husband, her husband, her people, her heart, and her future will never change Belong to yourself again.

"I didn't think that before. Now think about it, madam, you are the smartest person in the world. I have deviated from the way you arranged for me for 30 years, and finally I come back"

"in the future, you can rest assured that Daxia is very good, Ziyi is very good, and Xinyu and I are also very good"

the whispers echoed in the imperial mausoleum are endless, and Daxia Zhiming Hou, who is famous all over the world, runs away Bo's whole life, his whole life of war, only before he once protected, cared for and scolded his elders, can he remove his disguise, complain, complain and share his joy.

There is no second wise marquis in the world who is willing to sacrifice all the people who guard and cherish in her heart. There is no second eldest granddaughter in the world who treats a smart but reckless young man as if she were her own. She does not hesitate to protect her reputation and safety.

It's always hard to be equal in giving and reward, especially in emotion. However, there are always exceptions no matter what.

The eldest grandson paid his kindness and affection, and returned his kindness and affection, as well as the prosperous age of summer.

Outside the imperial mausoleum, time passed by. At noon, maple leaves rustled and scattered in the sky.

In the imperial mausoleum, Ning Chen, kneeling on his knees, frowned unconsciously, looked at the woman beside him and said in a soft voice, "I went out once, and then I'll go back"

"well"

Xia Xinyu didn't ask much, so she answered in a soft voice.

Ning Chen gets up, steps out of the imperial mausoleum, and walks towards the maple forest not far away.

In the maple forest, one shadow after another came quickly towards the imperial mausoleum.

Plain clothes appeared, standing in the maple forest, eyes cold, calm way, "everyone, is to find me?"

"Kill"

without saying a word, the opportunity of killing has appeared. More than 30 strong men are passing by. The cold sword reflects the sun, and the killing spirit is threatening.

"You shouldn't have come here. Didn't your master tell you that you should choose a place to bury your bones before you start?"

The sound of the words fell, the soul of the star came out of the sheath, and the scarlet sword passed through the gap in an instant, and the plain clothes moved with it, killing the light and illuminating the eyes, and the life and death were uncertain.

The unresponsive sword passes through the red maple in the sky, and the blood blooms with it. The last glory of life is so beautiful.

After the red maple falls, the figure in plain clothes stops. Behind him, more than 30 figures fall to the ground with a thump. From the beginning to the end, even the moves will come out in the future.

Unwilling and shocked eyes, until death, difficult to close, the last moment, just know, what is the sky.

"Meet Marquis Wu"

outside the maple forest, a general guarding the imperial mausoleum came quickly and saluted respectfully.

"Clean up, don't make a noise"

Ning Chen said calmly.

"Yes"

the general took orders and responded.Ning Chen takes the sword and walks out of the maple forest.

In the imperial mausoleum, Xia Xinyu quietly waits for the former to return. Half a moment later, Su Yi walks in with a gentle smile on her face.

"Let's go back"

seeing the former coming back, Xia Xinyu whispered.

"Good"

Ning Chen nodded, saluted the stone tablet in front of the mausoleum again, said goodbye, and left with the people around him.

At the same time, ten strange figures appeared in Honglu temple, Yingbin courtyard and the important place of the imperial city. Without saying a word, they directly entered the Yingbin courtyard.

At noon, there was no sign of the killing. In the welcoming courtyard, the guards of the imperial guards did not expect it. When they reacted, they were dead and wounded.

Every one of the thirteen figures is a natural master. Some of them even hide and kill the courtyard of the northern Mongolian emperor all the way.

"Your Majesty, there's an Assassin"

in the courtyard not far away, Amethyst felt it, and her face suddenly solidified and reminded.

Moon smell speech, eyebrow light wrinkle, assassin? What's going on?

At this time, how can there be assassins?

The thought has not fallen, three figures appear, the strong breath, lets the human shock.

Without a word of killing, the sword light from kill, ruthless and merciless, cut to the front of the emperor.

Amethyst eyes a cold, figure flash, hand shake knife light.

With a clang sound, the cold light overflowed, one knife forced me to die, and the other came again. I've never seen a tricky and strange path.

Fear of injury and the moon behind, Amethyst line move more concerns, for a time, subject to three people together.

In the rear, Mingyue looks at the three people, and their delicate faces are cold. These people are obviously dead men. It seems that there are restless people again.

Outside the Honglu temple, a group of Imperial City imperial guards came, and in the palace, two worshippers were plundered out and rushed to the yingbingyuan.

The assassination of the northern Mongolian emperor in Daxia is a great event. If it is not handled properly, there will be another war between the two dynasties.

In Tianyu hall, Xia Chi's face immediately became gloomy after hearing the report from the commander of the Dark Dragon Guard. Who was behind the plan? There was no news before.

In front of the magistrate's residence, Xia Xinyu stops and looks at the person in front of him. A gentle smile rises on his beautiful face and says, "I must be worried about walking so fast all the way. You go and I'll go in myself"

"I'll be back soon"

Ning Chen apologizes and says that he won't delay any more. He steps past and quickly moves towards the sound of the war I'm on my way.

In front of Hou's house, Xia Xinyu looks at the figure of the former. Her smile is more and more gentle. She knows that he can't put it down, and she doesn't need to put it down. In the future, she will bear the burden with him.

In the welcoming courtyard, the battle became more and more fierce. Amethyst was able to block the three most powerful dead men, holding up a sky for the people behind him with his thin body.

Outside the welcoming courtyard, thousands of imperial soldiers rushed to the temple, surrounded the whole Honglu temple and blocked all the way.

The two royal worshippers appeared, but they were shocked and saluted respectfully.

"See Marquis Wu"

not far away, the figure in plain clothes is walking forward, holding the sword in his left hand. The sword is not out of its sheath, but it has made people feel boundless pressure.

"See Marquis Wu"

outside the welcoming courtyard, many Imperial officers and soldiers gave way and saluted respectfully.

"You can do whatever you need to do, and give it to me here"

Ning Chen calmly answered and walked into the welcoming courtyard with his sword.

In the Yingbin courtyard, the aftershocks of the war, the rolling stones and the sand, the center of the war, the Amethyst with one enemy three, gradually exposed.

With a thumping sound, the sword collided again, the war situation separated, and the scarlet drops.

In front of the bright moon, Amethyst raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth. Just about to do it again, her body was slightly stunned.

However, in the war situation, the figure in plain clothes was walking forward. Although the pace was not urgent, the pressure of terror permeated the whole welcome courtyard.

"Step back"

Ning Chen looks at the injured Amethyst and says.

"Yes"

Amethyst respectfully takes orders, takes the bright moon behind her, and quits more than ten steps.

"It's really a big deal for your master to make such a blatant trouble in the imperial city of the summer. I know you are dead men, and you won't be afraid of death, but sometimes it's not so easy to die"

words fall, plain clothes move, swords come out, swords come back and fight to stop.

The three people who fell to the ground with a thumping heart were red with blood, and their martial pulse was exhausted. They had no power to commit suicide.

"Go and call the chief justice to come"

Ning Chen looks at the soldiers outside the courtyard and says calmly.

"Yes"

the soldiers of the imperial guards took orders and left quickly.

Not long after, a young looking official arrived. After seeing the scene in the hospital, he forced his heart to throb and saluted the figure in plain clothes in front of him.

"See Marquis Wu"

"these three people will be given to you"

Ning Chen looked at the head of Taili in front of him and said coldly, "you should know what the duty of Taili is. No matter what method you use, I must let them spit out the person behind them.""Yes"

said the young official respectfully.

When the three dead men were taken away, the contemporary chief of Taili also left. In the courtyard, Mingyue was supporting Amethyst, who was more and more seriously injured. Her eyes were full of anxiety and worry.

Ning Chen went up to probe the former vein, Mou son tiny Mi rises, poisonous?

"Follow me to Houfu"

knowing that it's not safe here, Ning Chen didn't hesitate any more, and took them to the outside of Yingbin hospital.

When the two royal worshipers saw this, they were surprised. They rushed forward and said, "Marquis, it's against the rules. Please think twice"

"when you catch the person behind the scenes, come back to talk about the rules with me"

Ning Chen answered coldly and left with the two people behind him.