Before Ningxue could play with Si Chen, she heard a voice from afar. "Take good care of your mother."
Shui Mengchan sensed something was amiss and asked with a frown. She asked twice, but Ye Wuchen was still helping Ningxue put on her clothes. She pretended not to hear and could only give up.
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North of Tenryū Province, the forgotten region.
Chu Cang Ming's aura was as calm as if it didn't exist. His entire being seemed to have fused with the world. At this moment, he, who had only been meditating for half a day, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the figure that had suddenly appeared in front of him. A look of surprise flashed through his eyes.
It was an unfamiliar girl around fifteen or sixteen years of age, her hair black and glossy. The first thing that came into contact with him was her eyes. Her eyes were beautiful, like a pool of sparkling spring water, crystal clear and lovely. The lines of her face were gentle, her lips were cherry red and her chin was slightly tilted. Under the gentle light that passed through the leaves, she looked crystal clear, as if she was carved out of jade, untainted by the mortal world. If it wasn't for her overly calm and indifferent expression, she would definitely be a gentle and charming girl that could cause the downfall of a city.
It wasn't a coldness that repelled others, but a calmness that didn't seem to contain any emotions.
This was indeed a girl who was still underage. But Chu Cang Ming only noticed her when she was so close to him and purposely made a sound. She held a sheathed sword in her hand. The sheath was very thin, showing how agile the sword was.
"Who are you?" Chu Cang Ming asked indifferently without getting up.
"… I'm here to find someone." The girl opened her mouth, her soft voice carrying the same indifference.
"Oh? Who is it? "Chu Cang Ming asked.
"Long Xiao."
"He's not here." The surname "Long" made Chu Cang Ming's eyes narrow. But this was a name he had never heard before.
"Thirteen years ago, he came here and woke up in a coma for ten years." He was in a coma for ten years before waking up, "the young girl said calmly with the same expression as before.
Chu Cang Ming's eyes finally rippled. He carefully looked at the girl and asked, "Who are you to him?"
"Fiancée." The girl's reply was still abnormally calm.
"Defeat me and I will tell you where he is."
Chu Cang Ming suddenly soared into the sky from the silence. His hand made a grabbing motion, and a rusty sword flew out of nowhere into his hand. He spun in the air and thrust his sword at the young girl. To be able to make the Sword God take the initiative to draw his sword, it could be seen that this young girl had already attracted his interest.
The tip of the sword enlarged in her eyes. The young girl raised her eyes slightly and stared at the rapidly approaching sword tip. However, she did not move. Just as the sword tip was about to touch her forehead …
Like a bolt of lightning, the young girl's body appeared behind Chu Cang Ming as if she'd teleported. Without turning her head, she coldly asked, "Where is he?"
Chu Cang Ming extended his arm, still in a thrusting motion. His sword struck empty air. His body seemed to be frozen in place, and he did not make any movement to retract his sword. He closed his eyes and said slowly, "Head south. He's in Heavenly Dragon City. Any random passerby will tell you the location. "
The young girl did not say another word and turned towards the south Chu Cang Ming had mentioned. Her clothes were light red embroidered with all sorts of patterns. She wore a small outer garment, the sleeves much thinner than the clothes of the women of the Heavenly Star Continent. Her undergarments were blue, and her trousers stuck tightly to her legs, outlining the perfect curves of her legs. Her shoes were indescribably strange … Chu Cang Ming had never seen her clothes before.
An extremely light gust of wind blew past, but with three soft sounds, the sword in Chu Cang Ming's hand broke into four pieces and fell onto the grass.
The Sword God of the Heavenly Star Continent had been instantly defeated.
It was the young girl's sword that had broken his sword, but even with his abilities, he had not seen when she had made her move. He had not even sensed that the sword had been unsheathed.
The difference in strength between him and her was like the difference between heaven and earth. If the young girl hadn't broken his sword, but his body, he, the Sword God of the Heavenly Star Continent, would have been instantly killed.
Shock. This was the biggest shock of his life that a sixteen year old girl had brought him.
"Can you tell me your name?" Chu Cang Ming turned and looked at her back as he asked.
"Xiao Ruo." The young girl did not turn back, nor did she hide anything. She answered him as she walked.
"Xiao Ruo? Where are you from? "
The girl's figure disappeared into the layers of trees, disappearing from his line of sight. There was no reply.
Chu Cang Ming stood in the silence for a long time. He raised his head and murmured, "Are we from the same place? What kind of magical place is that … "
One had been in a coma for ten years, and in a few short years after he woke up, he had shaken the Heavenly Star Continent. Another had defeated him in an instant.
Long Xiao … was this his real name?
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Time passed quickly in the tense atmosphere. The expeditionary army of the Tenryū Province had also arrived at the border. The heavy shadow of the impending war weighed heavily on the hearts of countless people. The Yeh family was immersed in a solemn atmosphere. Of course, this did not include Ye Wuchen. Every day, he would be pushed by Ningxue to bask in the sun, or he would hug Hua Shuirou in the room and whisper sweet nothings to each other. Every day was comfortable and uneasy. At least in the eyes of outsiders.
Flying Phoenix Palace, the small palace where Flying Phoenix used to live. Ever since Flying Phoenix became the Flying Phoenix Empress, her residence had become the Emperor's Palace. Ye Wuchen looked around. He could still smell the faint scent left by Long Huang 'er.
He was still sitting in the wooden wheelchair, pushed by Ye Ningxue to this place. Now was not the time for him to remove these disguises.
Footsteps approached from outside the door. Then, a familiar and lovely but dignified voice sounded, "All of you can leave."
"Yes."
Ye Wuchen turned around and smiled in the direction of the palace door.
With a squeak, the door was gently pushed open. A pair of golden boots, embroidered with sea-blue silk embroidery, stepped in first, making a careful sound. Then, the whole delicate figure followed.
The golden shirt was wrapped around her upper body, outlining her slender waist and well-developed breasts. There was an exquisite embroidery of the ocean and the clear sky, as well as a Flying Phoenix. On the outside, she wore a relatively large golden cloak, completely made of sea-silk, reaching to her knees. On it, there were various patterns and patterns outlined with amethyst silk. It was noble and extraordinary. On her head, she wore a half-moon crown, with star-shaped gems inlaid around it. It was so gorgeous that it dazzled people.
At this time, Long Huang 'er was no longer the image of a willful and unruly little princess. Her eyebrows were slightly raised, and her beautiful eyes were full of power. Her thin pink lips were tightly pursed, noble and inviolable. The majesty of the Empress was undoubtedly revealed. Under the contrast of the Empress's adornment, she looked much more mature than her actual age.
When she saw Ye Wuchen, the majesty in her eyes instantly disappeared and turned into boundless joy. She no longer cared about the elegant and noble gait that an Empress should have. She directly rushed to Ye Wuchen and smiled, "Look, do I look good?"
Ye Wuchen's expression was slightly sluggish, and his eyes were blurred. From the moment Long Huang 'er's figure appeared in his sight to the moment she threw herself to him, his eyes had not left her, as if they were attracted to her. At this time, facing her longing eyes, he replied with the most suitable words for her:
"Peerless beauty."
"So beautiful." Ningxue's tender lips were half open, and her eyes were full of amazement. Long Huang 'er was born in a royal family. She was extremely beautiful, and her temperament was innately noble. At this moment, under such gorgeous and luxurious clothes, she was even more gorgeous and difficult to describe.
"Hehe!" Long Huang 'er laughed when she received a satisfactory answer, and then her mouth flattened, "But these clothes and shoes are so tiring. I really want to take them off now."
"You are now an Empress, and the first female Empress in the history of Tenryū Province. There are many things that you need to slowly get used to." Ye Wuchen smiled, "Phoenix, you are actually starting to seriously think of yourself as an Empress."
"Actually, I think so too. At first, I was worried that I was dreaming, but when I put on these clothes, I suddenly had a very special feeling. When I thought of what you said to me that day, I have been carefully adjusting myself and doing what an Empress should do, "Long Huang 'er said with a smile. At this moment, she looked more like the Flying Phoenix of the past, and did not look like an Empress at all.
"Phoenix, you have grown up." Ye Wuchen smiled. He was not at all surprised by Long Huang 'er's behavior. His words to her, and the fact that she was wearing the imperial robe, all gave Long Huang' er different psychological cues, causing her to subconsciously guide herself to become a true Empress. He believed that it wouldn't be long before the once mischievous Flying Phoenix became a true Empress with power over the world.
A long scroll appeared in Ye Wuchen's hands, and he placed it in Long Huang 'er's hands, saying, "However, to become a true Empress, there are many things that you need to do. You don't need to do everything yourself, but you need to learn how to leave things to the most suitable people. The first thing you need to do is to understand the important officials in the court. "
Long Huang 'er took the scroll, and looked at the first page in confusion, then hurriedly flipped to the next page. Written on the scroll were the information of all the high-ranking officials who wielded great power. Everything about them was recorded in detail, including their duties, when they entered the court, where they came from, their background, and even their personalities. It was so detailed that it made one's hair stand on end. If any of the officials who were recorded saw their name and the information behind it, they would undoubtedly break out in a cold sweat and turn pale.
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