On the night of the deep winter of the eighty-ninth year of the Great Xia calendar, the wind and snow were cold, and the strong cold wind from the northern frozen wasteland, with a roar like a beast, raged back and forth in the streets and alleys of this world's first male city.

"The winter thunder and earthquake are really abnormal, and this wind and snow are too violent, as if the snow accumulated by the good weather some time ago will be completely released at one time. ”

A large number of cultivators in the Shenjing City stood at the window, all uttering the same sigh, their spirits were definitely sharper than ordinary people, so they could clearly perceive the heavenly power that permeated the void.

Sometimes, Diwei is equivalent to Tianwei, and in the Lingbo Hall of the White Emperor Palace, the extremely rich Diwei almost completely ignited the burning candles in the hall, and burned into ashes in an instant.

It has been more than half an hour since the old queen mother returned to the inner hall, but Zhao Yu still knelt on the ground and did not get up, he did not expect that just kneeling on the ground could make the old man change his mind, because for a leader of the times who has lived for so long and has a firm will, once it is decided, it is difficult to change it.

Zhao Yu just hasn't figured out how to face it yet!

Next to the young emperor, the smaller figure of rouge also knelt quietly, she didn't speak, just silently accompanyed, Zhao Yu knelt for a day, she also knelt for a day, Zhao Yu knelt for as long as she wanted, she knelt for as long as she wanted.

In the inner hall of the Lingbo Palace, it is still simple, there are no thousands of fire candles all over the outer hall, only an inextinguishable lamp, which exudes a leisurely light at the head of the bed.

After coming back, the old lady did not fall asleep and rest as she said, but sat gently against the head of the bed, leaning slightly sideways, staring at the lamp in front of her with dark and pale eyes, and the orange light spilled out from the lamp, shining on the old and haggard face of the old queen mother, like a warm hand, gently caressing.

"Xin Hong, you go to the outer hall to see Yu'er, I want to stay alone for a while. ”

A faint voice came out from the voice of the old queen mother, lingering in the entire inner hall, and then the middle-aged palace maid who had been waiting beside her responded with some concern:

"Niangniang, if you have something to do with the slave maid, just shake the bell next to the bed, and the slave maid will come in every other stick of incense to investigate. ”

"Don't worry, Xin Hong, the palace's own body knows by itself, before the Yuan Festival, the palace will be alive, and I will die in the ninety years of the Great Xia calendar!"

The old queen mother was not heavy when she said this, but the middle-aged palace maid Xin Hong was no longer able to suppress it, tears were gushing, but she bit her lip tightly, did not make a sound, knelt on the ground and bowed her head, and gently withdrew from the hall.

Subsequently, in the entire inner hall of the Lingbo Palace, only the old lady who was leaning and breathing a little hurried and a lamp remained.

In fact, in the past few decades, the inner hall of this Lingbo Hall has been such a scene, one person, one lamp, and one long night!

The old lady turned her head sideways, staring at the flames that did not have any kerosene, but burned out of thin air, although she had been completely deprived of her vision by the five decays of heaven and man, but after so many years of companionship, the old lady had already been familiar with the appearance of this lamp, and even the shape of the burning, so she was dark, and her ink-coated eyes gradually reflected the appearance of a lamp.

Then there was a hint of loneliness on the face of the old queen mother, and only before this lamp would she have such a look, and said softly:

"Holy Lord, the concubine is dying. ”

As soon as these words came out, the inextinguishable lamp placed at the head of the bed suddenly shook violently, and the flame that kept jumping up and down almost jumped out of the lamp, but all this, the old queen mother, who couldn't see, couldn't see it, and then her faint voice continued to come out:

"Since the waist back to the palace, the concubine can't taste anything, a few days ago, I can't see it, the saint knows that the concubine is not afraid of anything in this life, but she is afraid of the dark, so she will put so many candles in this Lingbo Palace, and also suffer Xin Hong, this girl, is obviously a fire attribute law cultivator, but she can only light the lamp for my old woman every day, and she has wasted so many years of good youth in vain. ”

The old queen mother, who spoke to the lamp, no longer saw through life and death with ease and indifference, but had a hint of a little girl's emotion, and continued to speak:

"The catastrophe of the five decays of heaven and man will gradually deprive the five senses, following the sense of taste and sight, the sense of smell, hearing and touch will disappear, and the whole soul will be locked in endless darkness, which is very terrifying, but Yu'er He is very heartfelt and powerful, and he took great pains to pull out a lock coffin from the bottom of the giant god's sea, and even cut off Bai Mingxiu's head, the hardships of this, the concubines all know. ”

Speaking of this, the old queen mother paused for a moment, calmed down her hurried breath, and continued to speak lightly:

"But the concubine refused, the saint, you know that the concubine is afraid of the dark, this lock is in the coffin, there is no saint's inextinguishable lamp to accompany her, and the concubine doesn't want to go. ”

Then the old lady sighed again, and the faint voice continued to linger beside the dancing flames:

"Divine objects such as Suo Yuan coffin can be met but not sought, Daxia Deer is already a great blessing, and the concubine, an old woman who has lived for so long, always has to leave a way back for this little girl in Rouge. ”

Time passed, gradually to the second half of the night, but the wind and snow were still there, and at the end of the Yin period, the two alleys of Zizhu and Liuye, located in the middle of Shenjing City, seemed to be an appointment, and at the same time lit up the lights, and the light came out through the window, illuminating the whole snowy night.

The officials of the various ministries of Great Xia who lived in these two alleys had already received the will from the White Emperor's Palace, because the Emperor Fuyao returned to the palace and continued to resume operation this morning, so under the heavy snowfall, the officials came out of the bed, put on their official uniforms, and then trotted all the way into the carriage.

Then two long queues of horse-drawn carriages, connected end to end, drove out of the two alleys, drove through the snow-covered Baiyu Avenue outside the White Emperor's Palace, and slowly entered the noon gate.

In the outer hall of the Lingbo Palace, a burly body slowly walked in from the outside, and came behind the young emperor who had been kneeling all night, kneeling on the ground and speaking softly, a magnetic and mellow voice came out:

"Your Majesty, the hour is almost up, and the early dynasty will begin. ”

"Let them wait for a moment, and I'll be there. ”

After the emperor's sound was finished, Liang Po was ordered to retreat, and then Zhao Yu slowly got up, picked up the rouge who had also knelt all night beside him, put it on the soft couch in the outer hall, and ordered the middle-aged palace maid to call someone to come and take care of it.

Finally, the young emperor straightened out his imperial robe, smoothed out some of the wrinkles on it, straightened the Tongtian Emperor's crown that was wearing on his head, and with a solemn expression, pushed open the door of the Lingbo Palace, and stepped into the heavy snow.

In addition to being a grandson, Zhao Yu is also a godless king of a powerful dynasty!