At noon, the scorching sun is in the sky, and the rich smell of food gradually wafts out from every household in Shenjing City, enveloping the streets and alleys of this world's most heroic city.

On the occasion of lunch, the world's delicacies gathered in Shenjing City made the crowds on the originally bustling streets gather among the surrounding restaurants, thus making the streets of Liuye Lane a lot more spacious all of a sudden.

At the intersection of Liuye and Zizhu Lane, the wide black carriage was slowly driving out of Liuye Lane at a steady speed, heading towards Qinglong Street in the east.

Inside the carriage, Zhao Yu and Sima Annan sat opposite each other, while Liang Po was driving the carriage outside, this bald man who has become more and more taciturn recently, after knowing the story that belonged to Sun Qian, the undulating color in his eyes was difficult to calm down for a long time.

Liang Po's heart was touched, he could empathize, and inside the carriage, Sima Annan's words were also shocked:

"The white hair is three thousand feet, and the fate is like a long one. I don't know where to get the autumn frost in the mirror. ”

Sima Annan's handsome face at this time had a sad face, raised his hand to pick up the teacup in front of him, and after taking a sip, the voice continued to come out:

"Your Majesty, I used to think that in those stories, lovesick white heads and white hair like autumn frost were just exaggerated fabrications, but now that I see it with my own eyes, I still feel sour in my heart, and I can't let go of it for a long time. ”

Sima Annan's voice fell, and then Zhao Yu, who opened his eyes while closing his eyes and recuperating, asked softly:

"Sima Annan, what do you forget?

"Is it the creation of Sun Qian and the young lady of the Song Mansion who were originally in love but haven't seen each other for sixteen years? Or is it the affection that Miss Song has never married, is she lovesick and white-headed, and Sun Qian secretly returned to take a look after serving in the Endless Shanxi Frontier?"

When the young emperor's steady inquiry lingered in the carriage, Sima Annan put down the teacup in his hand, and after thinking for a long time, he responded:

"Back to Your Majesty, there are all of them!"

As soon as these words came out, the corners of Zhao Yu's mouth raised slightly, and his right hand gently stroked the white jade teacup on the table in front of him, and the emperor's voice sounded:

In fact, whether it is the regret of making people, or the deep affection of lovesickness, what it represents behind it is sorrow and pain, I have heard people say that the so-called tragedy is to break the best things for people to see, and only in this way can they be remembered for a long time.

"Therefore, Sima Annan, in fact, what is really difficult to let go of is the grief and suffering that anyone is afraid to bear. ”

After Zhao Yu's slow voice fell, there was also a fluctuating flow of emotions in his ebony black eyes, and then after the young emperor drank a cup of tea, the voice came out again:

"I was also thrilled and sour about what happened to my second senior brother, so I let the two of them meet.

"But relatively speaking, the world will always remember all kinds of unfortunate things, but take it for granted that all happiness is the same, but this is wrong, and I would rather see the same happiness than those tragedies that I will never forget. ”

In the carriage, when the young emperor's voice fell, Sima Annan's face gradually turned from melancholy to contemplation, and then he put his hands flat on the desk in front of him, and then a clear voice sounded:

"I remember vividly that I once asked Your Majesty, what is the appearance of home and country?

At that time, His Majesty replied that this world is turbid and impermanent, and often creates and makes people, floating in the world, and there are lotus roots that come out of the mud and are not stained, and there are naturally deep diseases and dirt hidden under civilization, so Your Majesty thinks that the appearance of the family and country is that the soul of every citizen has its own destiny. ”

"This is also the direction that I have been working towards, but there is still a long way to go, and I and Great Xia still have a long way to go. ”

After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he picked up the teacup and took another sip of tea, and then he reached out and lifted the curtain of the carriage window, and suddenly a bright sunlight shone in from the car window, and even under the light, the floating fine dust was clearly floating like smoke in the eyes of several people.

Then Sima Annan stretched out his slender right hand and tried to hold the sun, while the clear voice continued to come out:

"In fact, for most of the living beings in the world, it is the greatest happiness to be able to live peacefully under this sun, and the avenue is the weak and the strong, but I don't know if there is such a warm scorching sun in the Taixuan Land behind the Arctic Boundary City. ”

As soon as the four words of Taixuan Land came out, the entire carriage suddenly fell into silence for a few breaths, and then a solemn color appeared on Zhao Yu's handsome face, and a faint imperial voice then sounded:

"The inheritance of the Taixuan Land is much older than that of our Shenzhou Haotu Human Race, and such a long inheritance may create an extremely terrifying extreme, that is, the disregard for life, thus forming an extremely ruthless social form.

"Because for infinite time, the life of an individual is so short, and the life of our race is even more insignificant, so it is certain that once our sunken island, after experiencing the earth-shaking situation, returns to the land of Taixuan again, then it will definitely be surrounded by tigers and wolves, and the slightest carelessness will be the end of being torn apart. ”

The young emperor's words were slowly spoken, with unprecedented solemnity in his steadyness, and then Sima Annan's fists clenched, and the response sounded:

"The only problem now is that we really don't know much about the Taixuan Land, and the most important thing is that the Dire Division and the others have been following Li Dingshan to the Taixuan Land for a few days, and according to the magical means given to them by His Majesty, whether it is a flying messenger or a teleportation scroll, at least some news can be transmitted.

"But now there is no news, which means that this place is really mysterious, and it is extremely unfavorable to us. ”

"The complete isolation of information is indeed the worst situation for Great Xia. ”

Sima Annan's voice fell, Zhao Yu nodded, then stretched out the fingers of his right hand and swiped lightly in front of the desk in front of him, and then the voice came out again:

"The flying messenger that the imperial court uses to transmit news on a daily basis is not a complete teleportation of the void in the true sense, but relies on wings to tear through space to fly, so it is not that the flying messenger cannot come here from the Taixuan Land, perhaps the distance between the two is too far. ”

"Being mentioned by His Majesty like this, I thought of a possibility. ”

Then Sima Annan raised his hand and touched his chin, also stretched out his fingers, and gently swiped on the desk in front of him, and a clear voice came out:

"I have seen a few sentences in the books of the Divine Machine Pavilion, which say that between the two worlds, there may be a sea of stars and sand separating them.

"Everyone knows that the star sand is a thing outside the sky, and it can break all prohibitions, so you might as well imagine if there were an enchantment formed by countless stars.

"That's probably the most indestructible barrier in the world!"