Destiny’s Catalogue

Just as the four princes were sitting in dementia, a sharp voice suddenly sounded: "The emperor is here!"

He shook his body, retracted his mind, suppressed his thoughts, and became the calm and steady four princes again, standing up with the ministers, princes, and generals to welcome him.

After the ceremony, they saw Zhu Shang and Zhen Xuzi who had turned out from the side of the hall with Ai Hong. Everyone was puzzled, or suddenly, when they were given their seats, they immediately started talking in a low voice.

"Isn't it the custom that the national teacher is the only company?"

"I heard that Zhen Xu Zi offered the real elixir yesterday to let the emperor rejoice in the face of the dragon. It seems that he is going to be named a national teacher."

"Hey, believing in immortals is a sight only in the last years of the dynasty. I can wait for a letter to admonish, not let the emperor indulge in it!"

"Stop talking, don't you want to copy everything?"

While whispering, the third prince frowned, his face changed, and he spilled some of the fine wine on the case. He had a lot of connections with the national teacher Zhu Shang, while Zhen Xuzi was favored in front of his father. There are more or less four princes, it seems that the impeachment town Xu Zixiandan deceives and deceives his father.

The eyes of the four princes were cold, without a trace of joy or excitement, and they were calm and abnormal, which made the courtiers who supported him rejoice: "Whenever there is a big event, there is calmness, happiness and anger are not in color, this is the appearance of a man!"

The whispers gradually calmed down, and the sword masters raised by the royal family appeared one by one, either sick or fast, each with their beauty and exquisite swordsmanship, which made people breathtaking.

As the most popular thing in Beijing and even in the whole world, the courtiers liked this kind of people a lot, drinking fine wine, shaking their heads, appreciating calmly, and exchanging a few words from time to time.

After five or six sword dances. The **** told Ai Hong, "Next is the sword master Mu Jing brought back from outside the Great Wall by the Fourth Prince."

Ai Hong smiled and nodded. Somewhat looking forward to: "Xuan."

The other courtiers, including the three princes, passed for two days. Knowing that the four princes travelled day and night, exhausted many horses, just to bring this sword master back to the capital, the curiosity in his heart had long been abnormal. So everyone turned their heads and looked at the place where the sword masters came in, wanting to see it first, what kind of magical skills they should be that would make the four princes pay so much attention!

By the gate of the square, a young girl walked slowly, holding a long sword. He is wearing a dark black gauze skirt, which sets off the exposed skin like snow and jade. The clothes are light, and there is a feeling of flowers and willows in the walk, and it is floating like a fairy.

"Even with a veil!" This lightly moved Lianbu with a wonderful posture. Let Ai Hong, the third prince and all the courtiers feel amazing. But the woman's face was covered with a faint black veil, making it difficult to see the specific face. However, in the dim, they let them draw a picture of their favorite looks in their hearts, adding to their yearning.

The four princes quietly breathed a sigh of relief, secretly happy in their hearts: "Jing'er really understands me, even if she offers sword dance, she must cover her face."

"Little girl Mu Jing, see the emperor..." The voice sounded like an oriole in the empty valley, making everyone feel that the voice is an unusual match for her, and they are more curious about her face.

When Ai Hong saw Mu Jing's leisurely journey, apart from fluttering like an immortal, he also felt a touch of frailty. He couldn't help but a little bit of pity, and said slowly: "You are coming from outside the Great Wall. You don't need to be too formal. Today I am Look at the similarities and differences between the dance of swords and weapons outside the Great Wall and my original.

Mu Jing's sword was erected, and after the salute, the sword light showed off. Everyone in the room suddenly felt a ray of light lit up, like thunder flashing, shaking all directions, so they couldn't help but stare intently.

The swords are tumbling, sometimes as fast as thunder, and sometimes as vigorous as a dragon, which not only sets off the dancing and graceful figure like a picturesque, but also has the sharpness and sharpness of the sword, which is unstoppable and shocking.

The sword light flies, and the fragments of light dissipate, like a dream and fantasy.

Coming like a thunder to receive the anger, and let it be like the river and the sea, the sword dance of Mu Jing is very magnificent, very beautiful, so that everyone present is fascinated, with a trance, there is such a sword dance in the world. , There is such a master of swordsmanship!

Even the four princes who had already admired it once were incomparably intoxicated, with traces of love and pity in their eyes.

Mu Jing took two steps forward, the sword light was upward, and she suddenly jumped up, as if she was about to run to the bright moon absolutely, vast and mighty. Seeing Ai Hong's heart tightened, she was already moved by his sword dance.

The sword light dissipated, and Mu Jing landed safely. Just as everyone was relieved for her, her black veil seemed to have been loosened in the previous violent movements of the sword dance. At this time, the strong wind brought by the falling down blew her. Youyouran broke away from her face, and went with the wind resolutely, revealing a beautiful face that was as clear and gorgeous as an empty valley orchid, with a little weakness in her concentration.

At first, all his heart was thrown into the sword dance. Suddenly, seeing this stunning beauty, Ai Hong only felt that his mind was hit by the head, suddenly got up, knocked the wine in front of him, spilled it on the ground, and lost his mouth. Muttered to himself: "There are such women in the world, and there are such women in the world. Could it be that a fairy descended to the earth?!"

The three princes are also looking forward to shaking their faces, their eyes can't wait to stare at Mu Jing's face, and even the jade chopsticks landed on the ground without discovering: "Today I know what toppling the country and the beauty of the country..."

Other courtiers, guards, and even eunuchs and court ladies all behaved almost the same way. During this sword dance, the veil suddenly fell off, and the exquisite beauty that appeared, shocked their hearts and left a deep mark in their hearts.

Only the four princes were looking at the gloomy performance of the first father and the emperor, their fists clenched, and their hearts were sad and angry.

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In the side hall of Huaqing Palace, Shi Xuan and Mo Jingqiu calculated the time. When the banquet was almost at the end, the two nodded to each other and stood up immediately, waiting for the guards in the reflection of the soul to pass by without hesitation He opened the door of the temple and ran towards the ancestral temple.

Along the way, the two of them sometimes plunge into the flowers, sometimes retreat into the empty palace, sometimes hide behind the big tree, avoiding the guards who are patrolling in time, and move quickly toward the ancestral temple. If someone sees it in the sky, they will I found that Shi Xuan and Mo Jingqiu seemed to be able to predict the movement of the guards in advance, or that the guards were cooperating with them. They were clearly separated by a small path and a big tree, but they couldn't find the invaders who swaggered across the market and passed them. It's really weird.

However, Ai Hong was quite guilty of his actions of alchemy. He actually chose the Huaqing Palace, which is the farthest away from the ancestral temple. Therefore, even if Shi Xuan and Mo Jingqiu didn't delay much, after 60 breaths, they only left halfway. , Just passed the Qianyang Palace, to the trail behind Minghua Palace.

The hearts of the two were clear and calm as usual, and their hearts reflected in the circle, but as soon as they arrived at the back of Minghua Hall, they suddenly felt extremely dangerous, like the mirrored souls rippled violently, as if they were colliding with the other person's soul. In the middle, there was a fierce collision.

"Mu Jing!" Mo Jingqiu blurted out, but she immediately judged from the situation that Mu Jing was also suppressed by the congenital Dao tire: "It's an incarnation."

As they spoke, the two of them suppressed their astonishment in an instant, and ran fast without stopping.

This time must be played fast!

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Mu Jing in the Jianguang package suddenly yelled, fell to the ground, her eyebrows frowned, her pink lips lightly opened, her expression was painful, arousing affection.

Ai Hong seemed to have recovered to more than 20 years ago, when his life was flourishing, he felt a pain in his heart, and the feeling of wanting to take care of her suddenly couldn't be suppressed. He rushed out of the steps and reached it in a dozen steps. Next to Mu Jing, she didn't worry that she would take the opportunity to assassinate her. She grabbed her jade hand and said with concern, "Miss Mu Jing, did she twist her ankle?"

After asking, he felt that the jade hands were slender and smooth, warm and beautiful, which made people feel heartbroken.

"It's not me who only hates the upper part of the Jinluan Temple. I can't hold the beautiful jade hand." The three princes' complexion changed, and the yearning for the throne in his heart became much stronger.

The four princes rushed halfway, seeing this scene, his eyes were red, his fists were tightly clenched, and a trace of blood flowed out. It turned out that his nails broke his palms under this tight grip, but this made him suppress the urge to kill. , Barely stopped.

Mu Jing looked terrified: "The emperor, there is an assassin!" She stood up to show that she was not injured, but was frightened by the assassin's sudden appearance.

"Where?!" Ai Hong's heart shuddered, and he asked in a deep voice, adding some love and pity to the beauty. It turns out that she fell because of caring for herself.

Mu Jing followed a trail. Anyway, the guards were fascinated by him before, and would not pay attention to the specific assassins: "There! They went toward the ancestral temple!"

There was a stream of light flashing in her star-like eyes, which made Ai Hong believe her without any doubt, and shouted: "Catch the assassin, they are going to steal the treasures of the ancestral temple!"

The nearby guards immediately shouted: "There are assassins! To the ancestral temple!"

In the distance, a guard immediately joined together: "There is an assassin! Xiangzu Temple!"

Loud sounds come and go, and they spread in a blink of an eye. No matter how fast your assassin runs, can you beat the sound? The palace is patrolled by guards everywhere!

Mu Jing held the sword: "The emperor, please also ask Xu Xiaowu to share your worries and capture the assassin."

Ai Hong originally wanted to refuse, but when Mu Jing's eyes were deep and weeping, his heart softened, and his warmth rose: "Guo Shi, take the gold medal of the emperor's life, and go with Girl Mu, lest you She was injured by mistake, and the other guards followed together. I will personally command and capture the assassin!"

Together with Zhu Shang, Mu Jing rushed quickly, passing by the Fourth Prince, and whispered: "It's the adulterer and adulteress."

The grief of the four princes eased slightly, Jing'er still turned to her.

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The space was rippling, and a stunning woman in black robe walked in, all sorts of almost eighth-order thunderstorms, but a white celebration cloud appeared above her head, clear as water, slightly dim, and a golden side surrounded by the rolling. The big fight, released an infinite amount of light, instantly dissipated the entire world's thunder, and appeared a door-shaped exit.

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