Infinity Throne

Let’s talk about Xia Xiaoman first.

She first used the method taught by Yi Lin, and went to the palace to make trouble without saying a word, saying that she wanted to see her brother whether life or death.

Xia Xiaoman lived up to Yi Lin's expectations and pulled out the sword while making a fuss. When the Frost Snow Sword was drawn out, the whole palace was shocked.

When the golden elixir monk Xia Xiaoman showed his true strength with the Frost Snow Sword, a strange phenomenon was triggered. Snow fell briefly over the palace, but outside the palace it was a clear and sunny sky.

Although there are forbidden troops stationed in the palace, ordinary forbidden troops are no match for the Golden elixir monks. Even if Xia Xiaoman showed mercy, he still pushed forward like a pig and broke into the depths of the forbidden palace.

But just when Xia Xiaoman was about to arrive at Xuanyang Palace where Emperor Ji Sheng lived, he encountered a "stumbling block".

After the commander learned the news, he arrived in time, split the ice and snow in the sky with a knife, and forced Xia Xiaoman back.

Speaking of this, Xia Xiaoman looked frightened:

"I never knew that the commander's strength was so unfathomable."

Can the commander of the Sixth Army drive back the Golden Core cultivator with one blow?

When Yi Lin heard this, she didn't show too much surprise and asked again: "You didn't use your status as a princess to suppress it?"

"It's suppressed!" Xia Xiaoman said matter-of-factly: "What's better if I don't suppress it? But the commander-in-chief used my brother to suppress him, saying that no one except the emperor is allowed to enter Xuanyang Palace. Alas, Senior brother, later I secretly scanned it with my spiritual sense, and I found that there was no one inside, and my brother was not in Xuanyang Palace at all. I am very sure!"

"Very good." Yi Lin roughly understood the situation on Xia Xiaoman's side and did not comment. She then turned to look at Jian Nanchun: "Senior brother, where are you?"

Jian Nanchun told what he discovered.

He squatted all day long from morning to night.

Jian Nanchun discovered that a curtain was set up in the Jinluan Hall where hundreds of officials went to court on weekdays. The officials would present emergency reports on the war situation and other memorials from various places together, and the two prime ministers on the left and right would fold them neatly on a tray. , after being sent into the curtain, the daily morning pilgrimage ends.

Needless to say, there was a puppet stand-in sitting behind the curtain. He didn’t even have any lines during the whole morning process, which was equivalent to the lowest level of extras.

After the morning court ended, the two prime ministers on the left and right sent the battle status and memorials on the front line to a certain place.

When Jian Nanchun told the location of the palace, Xia Xiaoman, who had just calmed down, was instantly numb by this operation and was furious: "What! It's Chang'an Palace! It's the place of that witch!"

Yi Lin and Jian Nanchun looked at each other.

This was not the first time they had heard the word "temptress" from Xia Xiaoman.

The late emperor's widow, Concubine Shu, is the current empress dowager.

I had long heard that the Empress Dowager assisted the government from behind the curtain, but I didn't expect it to be such an assisting method.

"My brother must be hidden by that temptress! I'm going to chop her!"

Her biological brother could not be found in the palace. Xia Xiaoman became anxious. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go to Chang'an Palace to find his brother.

But as soon as Xia Xiaoman picked up the Frost Snow Sword and flew halfway off the ground, he was caught by Yi Lin with a flick of his back foot.

"Don't be impulsive. This matter is not that simple. If the... temptress you mentioned had done anything to your brother, it would be impossible for the prime ministers and commanders on the left and right to be so cooperative. The whereabouts of your brother, It’s very possible that the prime ministers and commanders on the left and right know about it, so let’s find out first before talking about it.”

"Besides," Yi Lin thought about it for a while, and then said: "The commander can force you back with one strike. Is the witch you are talking about a cultivator? I don't know these things. If you rush forward hastily, you will only be exposed. It’s just playing your own trump card, there’s no benefit to it.”

"What should we do?" Xia Xiaoman heard this and felt it made sense. But she was not used to such twists and turns, and she couldn't think of any good solution for a while.

"It's simple," Yi Lin snapped her fingers: "It seems that the current suspicions in the palace, or all the messy threads, are tied up in the same place. We don't need to engage in so many complicated investigations and go straight to the source. Enough."

"Temple?"

"Yes, that's the temptress. It's better to choose a different day. I plan to go and meet her tonight."

As soon as the listless Jian Nanchun heard this, he suddenly felt no longer sleepy. His expression was slightly startled, and he looked at the confident junior brother Lin Yi: "Junior brother, what do you think it is?"

Yi Lin subconsciously picked at the dead skin on her forehead and said with a smile: "Haha, as the empress dowager of the Daqian Dynasty, isn't it very common to be assassinated or something like that?"

…

…

If you want to do it, late at night is naturally better.

While there was still time, Yi Lin asked about Tianxuan Academy.

"Tianxuan Academy..." Xia Xiaoman fell into deep thought. Soon, her eyes filled with mist and she murmured, "Speaking of which, my father liked to take me to study at Tianxuan Academy when he was alive."

"Reading? In the library of Tianxuan Academy? What kind of books does he read?"

Yi Lin immediately grasped the key point.

"My father often said that the change of dynasties and the rise and fall of power are the general trend of history, and no one can stop it. There is no dynasty that lasts forever, and there are no emperors that live forever. Therefore, what my father liked to read most during his lifetime was He likes to appreciate the history of previous dynasties over the past five thousand years, the rise and fall of each dynasty, and read the historical chapters of heroic figures written by future generations that remain in history books."

"A history book?"

Yi Lin quickly filtered out the parts of her junior sister's words that were polished for her own father, and directly extracted the essence - "History Book".

"Emperor Xia Yuan,"

"The Jade Seal of Zhenguo,"

"history,"

"Zen Master Ku Ye,"

Yi Lin closed her eyes, her brain running at high speed. He reconnected several seemingly unrelated words and messy clues together in his mind, extracting the common points among them. After a moment, Yi Lin nodded, vaguely understanding what he was going to find in Tianxuan Academy.

But this is a big project. He needs to wait until he meets the legendary temptress tonight.

To be honest, he has always been a little curious about the temptress Xia Xiaoman said. If it is true that Xia Xiaoman said it, the concubine Shu was able to choose from a folk talent show, counterattacked all the way, and consumed her to death. He killed the former empress and became the empress, and then killed the emperor and became the empress dowager. If this story were written down, it could be turned into a vigorous palace battle drama.

Of course, he didn't dare to say this in front of his junior sister, lest he get into trouble.

But in terms of matters, this Concubine Shu is not simple.

…

soon,

late at night.

Three updates.

That is zero point.

The cold and bright moon reaches the zenith.

The moonlight is bright tonight and there is no cloud in the sky.

After Yi Lin told Xia Xiaoman and Brother Jian to stay in Yingxue Pavilion and stop running around, he landed on the eaves alone.

The rows of four-cornered eaves are covered with moonlight, like glowing covers, adding a bit of mystery to the cold and deep palace.

Except for the last five [Bloodthirsty Catastrophe] where all five blood points were used up, Yi Lin never had a chance to replenish it. He kept telling himself to be careful. This Qing was no better than other places. The commander-in-chief could force Xia Xiao back with one blow. Man, obviously his cultivation is not weak, so don’t let your boat capsize in the gutter.

The comfort in Tianjian Sect these years, coupled with the guarantee of "resurrection coins", made Yi Lin's mentality more relaxed and casual, as if everything was just for fun. Yi Lin herself noticed this.

Avoiding all the bright posts and hidden sentries, Yi Lin took advantage of the night and came to Chang'an Palace where the Empress Dowager lived.

"oh?"

As soon as Yi Lin climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, she noticed something was wrong.

Even late at night, there were groups of imperial guards patrolling the palace, but Chang'an Palace was particularly quiet.

"interesting."

Yi Lin took a slight breath of the cold night air, casually pulled out a sword from the storage space, pointed it diagonally at the ground, and walked towards Chang'an Palace with silent steps.

In the luxurious palace, every door and window was lit with bright candlelight. A figure's figure was magnified by the candlelight and hit the paper window.

It was the figure of a long-haired woman. She was sitting sideways on a rocking chair, rocking back and forth to a certain rhythm. While rocking the chair, the woman gently stroked her flat belly and hummed softly.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey-"

The sound of the semicircular wooden wheels of the rocking chair rolling against the floor was mixed with the ballad she was humming, and strangely formed a song that stunned Yi Lin.