In the middle of the night, Zhan Changfeng rested in the nave behind the Immortal Temple, and when he was drowsy, he actually fell into a dream......

"Your Highness, you're back!" The head of the dormitory greeted him with the palace people, and the people who came from afar had not seen him for a year, and they seemed to have lost a lot.

Zhan Changfeng casually handed the sword to the attendant, his expression was gentle, "What about Changsheng?"

The chief manager replied happily, "The Second Highness has gone down to prepare a medicinal bath for you." ”

The dormitory was warm as spring, the fragrance was curling, and the snow that fell on the shoulders melted the water, but it was a little damp.

Zhan Changfeng walked towards the inner hall, and asked about the current situation in the palace, and it happened that Yi Changsheng came out, and when he saw the wet marks on her body, his brows frowned slightly, "You are still the same as always." ”

Zhan Changfeng heard the meaning of her words, and only smiled, "It's just snow." ”

Yi Changsheng also knew that this person liked snow, and he would not deliberately use his true qi to dry it even if it was covered with it, so he didn't say much now, led her to the side of the bath, and helped her untie her clothes.

The water vapor is blurred, and the petals dot the pond.

However, the emperor of Dashang seems to never be on the side of this artistic conception, she is lying on the edge of the pool, three thousand green silks are floating in the water, her expression is lazy, but the bottom of her eyes is cold and hidden.

Yi Changsheng poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her, but what he said was the movements of Daqian and even the princes and dynasties.

For a long time, Zhan Changfeng supported his jaw and called "Changsheng".

Yi Changsheng heard that his nerves tightened, and sure enough, he was dragged into the pool for the next breath.

"Here you go again!" is a very well-educated person, and he can't find any words to complain, so he can only look at it with disgust.

Her Royal Highness is the kind of person who has done something bad and can be serious, she leaned on the edge of the pool, her slender fingers swept across the water, the water was blue, as if it was filled with the whole sky, "I don't see that your face is tired, and I will refresh you." ”

That's right, this medicinal bath she has used since she was a child has put a lot of natural treasures in it, washing tendons and marrow, warming and nourishing bones, and the effect is excellent.

It's just that Yi Changsheng was silent, and the person reflected on the water surface looked very energetic, "One reason can't be used three times, you can change it next time." ”

His Highness raised his eyebrows in surprise, "It turns out that you are still looking forward to the next time." ”

“......”

After Zhan Changfeng finished bathing, he wore a simple crescent-colored gown, a jade belt with gold silk embroidered clouds on his waist, and a snow-white fox fur, and sat on the beauty couch with a black spot.

As the situation on the chessboard gradually opened up, the conversation between the two became deeper and deeper.

The princes of the Eight Kingdoms rebelled, Han Wei was directly destroyed by Zhan Changfeng, Zheng Yan Qi Qing became a lot more honest, but Qin annexed Zhou and planned to fight to the end.

There is no love for no reason in this world, and of course there is no hate for no reason.

Perhaps others, and even the whole future generations, will think that those princes are in line with the trend of the times, representing the exploited people, holding high the banner of righteousness.

However, in Zhan Changfeng's view, this is just a farce that has lasted for thousands of years.

"Your Highness, how is the stone gate?"

Zhan Changfeng was silent, and he fell.

This son seems to have helplessness under the siege of Baizi, Yi Changsheng can cut off the Heizi Dalong with just one more son, but she hesitated.

She simulated the next chess game, and found that if she fell and killed the dragon, the half-dead game on the other side might be lived, and if she continued to defend the half-dead game, the dragon would rush to the sky.

looked at the person opposite again, pinched and smiled, calmly and moderately.

"I lost. Yi Changsheng put the pawn back into the chess jar.

"Where to win or lose, it's just a moment of calm. Zhan Changfeng closed his eyes slightly, "I'm in a hurry to rush back to the imperial capital this time, and let Huiye Fengyu deal with the immigration of Qingzhou, I'm afraid there will be some chaos, you go and watch it." ”

Yi Changsheng responded, thought for a while, took his finger and wrote a line on the low table, Zhan Changfeng hooked his lips and smiled.

The news of the emperor's return to the palace has already spread, and all countries have set their eyes in the direction of the imperial capital, as if it is destined that a storm will rise there and sweep the entire era.

Zhan Changfeng was woken up by a ball of fur, and when he was about to wipe out the ashes of the things near him, he came back to his senses and changed it to stroking.

The little fox, who had a premonition of danger, curled up into a ball for a moment, felt the warmth above his head, and croaked cautiously, seeing that she was not angry, and returned to the posture of a proud queen, enjoying her kneading.

But Zhan Changfeng only checked its root bones and let it go when he knew that it had been reborn.

The little fox pestered Zhan Changfeng for a while, but her heart was like a rock, ignoring its coquettishness, the little fox whined in front of her, and the girl went out to wave.

It didn't know that Zhan Changfeng was facing Yi Changsheng's meaningful "questioning".

"Second Highness, huh?"

"I'll bring you tea and water, huh?"

"Wen Neng is gentle and gentle, and Wu Neng can discuss the world, huh?"

"Zhan Changfeng, what are you thinking subconsciously?" Yi Changsheng asked with a heart-wrenching question, hitting the nail on the head.

Zhan Changfeng's face did not change color and his heart did not beat, "This is not my dream alone, how can it not be affected by your subconscious." ”

"Ask yourself if you believe it. ”

"I am you, how can you doubt yourself. Zhan Changfeng held away his subconscious in disappointment.

Yi Changsheng: "What do you do, don't hide it if you have the ability." ”

"I wouldn't open my heart to someone who doubted me. ”

Zhan Changfeng erased this topic lightly, and said coldly, "It is definitely not simple to have this dream before the founding of the country. ”

..... Yi Changsheng...... Yi Changsheng chose to forgive her, and should say, "There are some hints in it, which are consistent with the current situation and the predicted future, and there are two points that are not yet certain, one is that in the chaos of the Eight Kingdoms, it specifically refers to the various Dao systems at this level of the Holy Land, or those Heavenly Empires." ”

Zhan Changfeng continued, "The Great Dao system at that level of the Holy Land, counting over and over is the Buddha Dao, the Demon Dao, the Ghost Dao, the Demon Dao, the Humane Dao, the Immortal Dao, and the Divine Dao, so what is the remaining one, Devouring the Heavens?"

"It's hard to say, another Qingzhou immigrant, it should refer to my search for the ancestral lineage of Qiankun, and Huiye Fengyu may be the two people I will meet. ”

"Speaking of big business, this word is eighty percent in response to the situation on the side of the clone. ”

"Emperor Dashang, the doppelganger may become the young monarch of a dynasty, you can contact the doppelganger to understand the situation, let her use the identity of a merchant to walk from all walks of life, maybe there will be unexpected gains. ”

"Hmm. Zhan Changfeng discussed things with her, as if the left and right hands were fighting each other, the tacit understanding was the same, the undertaking was smooth, and they would collide with each other to get more ideas.

They speculated and calculated the future situation in the middle of the night, and they will arrange it step by step to understand that this journey is destined to sail against the current, an accident, and she is not the only one who died.

Sleepless tonight, Ling Weichu was pacing under the city walls of Chengtiandu, Wu Feiyu was playing with her Gu in Wu Valley, and she was slightly counting the weapons that were about to come in handy...... There is also Yu Sheng, who is already in another world, pacing up the mountain, the breeze and the moon, and a soft sigh in the starlight: It should be all smooth.

The monks of the wasteland, looking forward to the dawn and fearing it, tomorrow everything will be changed.