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Early in the morning of the ceremony, the capital was filled with drums and incense.

The old emperor of the Northern Dynasty led a group of concubines and their children to the sacrificial temple on the south side of the imperial palace to pray for the peace and prosperity of the country.

The golden top of the sedan chair and the bright yellow curtain of the sedan chair were carried out from the palace gate by the guards. Through the occasionally fluttering curtain, we can see the shadow of the people in the sedan chair. It was su Yong, the old emperor of the Northern Dynasty.

He put his left hand around a concubine, and from time to time he heard women's charming laughter. She was the most favorite concubine in recent years.

After that, it was still the golden top of the sedan, but there was a phoenix pattern carved on it, which was exactly the Phoenix chariot the queen was sitting on.

Then there are three princes and two princesses.

The last long guard, all dressed in purple and with a face of Su Sha, is the bodyguard of today's imperial palace.

Where the procession went, the people knelt down one by one and cried out, "long live my emperor."

For a time, it was deafening and lively.

On one of the chariots, a bodyguard went into the sedan. He didn't know what to say, which made the people inside laugh.

"Well, I know." He opened the car curtain, and the face was su Yixi.

Seeing the pilgrimage outside the car, he looked flat and put down the curtain again.

The people were all kneeling down, so no one found that his face was ruddy, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

On the south side of the palace, they finally arrived at fo'en temple. They were helped to get off the chariot one after another.

Civil and military officials have been waiting outside the door, the old emperor and a group of concubines and children step forward, man Dynasty Civil and military followed.

Xuande, an eminent monk, presided over the ceremony for many years, and everything went step by step.

He Ziyuan followed Qi Jingtian and his son, kowtowing step by step and worshipping the memorial tablets one by one.

There are countless memorial tablets in this temple. There are more than 30 emperors in the Northern Dynasties alone. They kneel and kowtow everywhere they go.

A toss down, the others nothing, but the old emperor's forehead pain leg soft, miserable.

Over the years, he has been immoral and can't help but hurt his nerves. His body is not as good as the concubines in the palace. The concubines helped him all the way, so he didn't make a fool of himself in public.

He Ziyuan is a martial arts practitioner. To him, it is not painful.

But he remembered what Qi Jingtian had said. He didn't dare to relax. He watched and listened all the time.

Except for the quietness around, I didn't find anything.

"How about brother he?" I do not know when, Qi Lengzhi retreated a step, close to his ear.

He Ziyuan shook his head and motioned him to keep quiet.

Originally in his capacity, he was not an official of the imperial court and could not attend the ceremony.

But these days, he searched all over Qi's house, and found no dark room, let alone a hair of he Zijun.

Thinking that Qi Jingtian would do something at the ceremony, he begged to follow, but Qi didn't refuse.

For this point, he Ziyuan is full of doubts, do not know what medicine he sells in gourd.

Although the atmosphere of the ceremony was strange, it ended perfectly.

Originally, he should have gone back to the palace directly, but the old emperor arranged an after show and said he would go hunting in the paddock.

The paddock is to the north of the palace, and you have to go through a forest.

Considering that it was inconvenient to take a chariot, everyone took a carriage instead.

The old emperor and his concubines, three princesses and two princesses.

The rest were Manchu officials, who, according to their own preferences, accompanied in groups.

He Ziyuan and Qi's father and son sit in the same car. He keeps his eyes closed, leans his head to one side, and his heart beats suddenly. He always feels uncomfortable.

I don't know what it is, but I always feel that something is wrong.

Just be quiet in the temple, but why is the forest so quiet?

On the other car, it was a lot of excitement.

Su Wanyue took her elder brother's arm and said with a sweet smile, "it's really suffocating me. After kneeling down for so long, I can't say a word. I really don't understand the fun of the festival. It comes every year. Elder brother, I'll hunt two more rabbits for you when I go to the paddock later! "

The girl's sweet and greasy voice, with a little delicate, is very pleasant to listen to.

Su Qingchao had no blood color face, because he was very happy and flushed: "anyway, I can't hunt on horseback. If you like Yueer, you can beat two more."

Su Xianxiu took a look at him and said with a smile, "yue'er is really eccentric, and won't you give her two?"

Su Wanyue snorted and said, "you have hands and feet. Your Kung Fu is better than me. Do you need me?"

Yes, every time I go hunting in the paddock, the most popular one is the eldest brother. Although she has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, she can't compete with the fourth brother.

For her attitude, Su Xianxiu didn't think much of it: "then I won't steal the limelight of my little sister today, OK?"

Su Wanyue was simple and said with a smile, "well, it's rare that my fourth brother doesn't want to be in the limelight. I'll show you what I've achieved in the past few months."

But suddenly there was a sneer: "little sister, you are a girl. You always fight and kill. What's the point? Do you want to marry a good family in the futureAs soon as Su Wanyue heard this voice, she became angry and raised her eyes and said, "do you still say that I am proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, or that I am the first beauty in the Northern Dynasty, and that I haven't married at the age of 20?"

In front of her is a dignified and beautiful woman, but her face is very ferocious: "you..."

This man is Su Qingge, the eldest princess of the Northern Dynasties.

"Well, well, what's the quarrel on such a good day?" Su Yixi stood up at the right time, smiling.

Su Qingge has always been arrogant. She wants to avoid quarreling with a little boy. She turns her head and says, "what I say is good. If you don't listen, you will suffer in the future."

Su Wanyue didn't think so. She hummed coldly, "I just like to fight and kill, but I don't like to be a woman who has no power to bind a chicken."

"You..." Su Qingge can't persuade each other with good words. He is so angry that he doesn't talk at all.

I don't know why, she and this little sister are always against each other. If she says something, she will quarrel.

Finally, she gave a cold hum and chose silence.

The atmosphere inside the car suddenly became very strange. Su Qingchao looked outside the car from time to time. Su Xianxiu's face was smiling, and Su Yixi closed his eyes.

Su Wanyue and Su Qingge dislike each other, and no one looks at each other.

It was quiet in the woods, only the sound of the wheels rolling.

The more quiet it is, the more terrible it is. It seems that something suddenly appears to break this false calm.

"Assassin, assassin!"

I don't know who yelled. Just ahead, a group of people in black flew down from the tree.

One by one, they trained orderly and killed more than ten bodyguards at one time.

"Escort, escort!" The rest of the guards yelled and vowed to surround the carriage.

In the carriage, the old emperor was still hugging each other. Who thought there would be an accident? In a moment, he was so scared that he fainted.

"Emperor The Emperor... " The concubines were so scared that they scurried for fear that they would be hurt.

Only the queen accompanied the old emperor and helped him out of the carriage.

"What are you doing? Escort." She said as she stepped back.