In the depths of the Imperial Garden of the White Emperor's Palace, after the hundred officials retreated, the silence that could be heard under the Xuantian Wood was once again restored, and then this silence was broken by the emperor's voice that Zhao Yu spoke:

"Liang Po, let Si Tianjian sort out the information about the recent Broken Leaf City and Changming County in the Central Plains, and bring it over. ”

In the next breath, Liang Po's burly figure like a little giant stepped in from outside the lawn, and after a salute, he spoke:

"Your Majesty, it's not early, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, the queen of the summer palace is waiting for you to eat together, if it's late, the little princess, I'm afraid she will lose her temper." ”

As soon as Liang Po's reminder came out, Zhao Yu held the hand of the fold and paused slightly, and then the young emperor raised his head, leaned back, and the voice came out:

"It's time for a while, so I'm going to go back to the summer palace, by the way, Rouge told me before, let Sima Annan and this guy follow, did you arrange it?"

The voice of inquiry fell, and Liang Po stepped forward to pack up the things on the imperial table in front of Zhao Yu one by one, and the response that would never disappoint sounded immediately:

"Young Master Sima has been waiting outside the Imperial Garden for a long time. ”

After so many years, the tacit understanding between Zhao Yu and Liang Po can be said to be deep-rooted, and Liang Po's giant-like burly body is incredibly careful.

He is not only invincible in the same realm with the strongest defense in the whole day, but also the most delicate person!

"Broken, I found that you have been to the small world of the Floating Island a lot more recently than before, but the soul of that snowfolk girl has changed?"

As soon as Zhao Yu's voice came out, the movements in Liang Po's hand stopped imperceptibly, and then the latter's mellow response sounded:

The power of her soul has decayed greatly in the past half a year, and Wei Chen is thinking about whether to follow the advice of the white girl and let her soul return to the ruins, and maybe she can be reincarnated. ”

"The matter of reincarnation is too ethereal, and the secret of the reincarnation of life and death in the entire Taixuan Land has always been the mystery of the mysteries, and there are very few people who can comprehend it. ”

After the emperor's voice came out, Zhao Yu drank the last sip of bitter tea in the cup in his hand, then stood up, and the voice continued to come out:

"However, Bai Zhining is a prophet of death with an ancient forbidden Dao soul, and he may be able to imprint his soul with his reincarnation, and after his reincarnation, he can retrieve it with his imprint, which is also a way, you can refer to it. ”

When the emperor's voice fell, Liang Po did not continue to speak, and the unprecedented undulating color in his dark eyes indicated that he was not calm.

For so many years, only the life and death of this snow girl can make his heart stir up turbulent waves!

"The connection between the soul and the body is one of the most complex in the world, and even the two are unique, so it is not easy to recreate a body that is exactly the same.

"But I think you can sink it into the lake of life in the White Emperor's Palace first, and then take a look at it later, maybe one day in the future, there will be a turnaround!"

As soon as the word "turning point" came out, the depths of the originally quiet and peaceful Imperial Garden suddenly became particularly heavy, as if there were thousands of weights, and they were pressed down mightily.

Then Liang Po stood upright, looked at the tall emperor shadow who walked in front of him outside the imperial garden, and fell into a little trance, at this moment, Liang Po suddenly felt that Zhao Yu's turn was not only to him, but also to the young emperor himself.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the wide carriage parked outside the Imperial Garden, with a soft shout, started against the wind and snow, and drove along the avenue that had been completely covered with snow, towards the depths of the White Emperor's Palace.

Outside the carriage is snowflakes and the temperature is cold, while inside the carriage, it is as warm as spring.

In the wide carriage, except for Liang Po sitting by the door, Zhao Yu and Sima Annan sat opposite each other.

On the desk in front of the two of them, a lamp was lit, exuding a soothing faint fragrance.

Although it was on top of the carriage, under the steady driving, the flame on this lamp did not tremble without any trembling.

Then Sima Annan, with his hands raised and folded, bowed respectfully to Zhao Yugong in front of him, and shouted:

"The criminal minister Sima Annan, I have seen Your Majesty!"

After Sima Annan greeted him, he pressed his head tightly on the carriage deck, reluctant to get up for a long time, and then Zhao Yu's face remained unchanged, raised his lowered gaze, and looked at the white-clothed young man kneeling on the ground in front of him, and a flat voice came out:

"Sima Annan, have you figured it out for more than a year?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the guilty minister has figured it out. ”

After the solemn response came out, Sima Annan continued to lie on the ground, and the voice sounded:

"In the land of Taixuan, you can't despise anyone, not even the most insignificant ants!"

After finishing speaking, Sima Annan stood up slightly, and the voice of word by word sounded in the carriage again:

"In the eyes of the guilty ministers, these elders of the descendants of the Five Immortal Mountains who fled south must die because they have insulted Your Majesty. ”

"Just because you said a few bad things about me behind your back, you let the Black Dragon Guard kill all these people in front of everyone, or in such a shocking way?"

Zhao Yu's response was filled with a hint of humor, especially the four shocking words in his words, which were even more focused.

It is true that the movement that Sima Annan made on the bank of the Yuanchuan a year ago was really grand, and the ancient dragon and the flaming meteorite that pierced the void and fell violently not only frightened the original Beihai aborigines on the bank of the Yuanchuan, but also caused infinite waves in the hearts of the descendants of the Five Immortal Mountains who remained in Great Xia.

The consequences of this are also obvious, the descendants of the Five Immortals Mountain, who have been trapped under the Aojia for tens of thousands of years, are already extremely fragile birds, and they are stimulated by Sima Annan, and many people have directly fallen into madness and become crazy demons, causing a lot of conflicts, and also making the process of Great Xia in the unification of the two states and Haizhou not as easy as imagined.

However, for the Great Xia of the Nine Heavens Phoenix, the conflict on the shore of the North Sea was not critical, and even the barbarian army could be completely suppressed with the action of the barbarian army, but Sima Annan's move made Zhao Yu's promise to the Five Immortals Sect Sect Leader Lan fail.

As the saying goes, you don't have any jokes, so Sima Annan needs to be punished, this is the rule.

There are no rules, there is no circle, the law is strict, this is Daxia!

"The minister is guilty!"

In the carriage moving forward, the voice of Sima Annan's second confession came out, but the next breath, he continued to open his mouth, and the voice came out:

"Those who insult His Majesty die, this is the insistence of all the people of Great Xia, even if the ministers choose again, the ministers still want to kill, and they are afraid to kill, and those remnants of the northern border who chew their tongues in the deep rivers and rivers that they kill will be heartbroken even when they hear my name of Great Xia, and they dare not have the slightest disrespect!"

Sima Annan's voice continued to sound in the carriage, and then he raised his head, his sharp eyes stared at the young emperor in front of him, who was also looking at him, and his anger did not decrease in the slightest.

This year and a half of idle endowment has not only made this young man in white have the slightest restraint in his determination, but has made it like a hidden sword, with endless edges suppressed in one place, waiting for the day when it will be completely revealed to the world!