Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 387 Make Up
Hearing this, Ji Qingyuan trembled all over, as if thinking of something, his eyes dimmed again the next moment.

"Sorry," Ying Baoyue was startled after finishing speaking, looked at Ji Qingyuan and said, "I shouldn't have asked you that."

Ji Qingyuan was too young back then, as a junior, he might...

At this moment Ji Qingyuan shook his head, watching her speak with difficulty, "I don't..."

"Don't you know?" Looking at Ji Qingyuan who couldn't continue, Ying Baoyue answered.

Ji Qingyuan was startled, then nodded in shame.

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath, everything was as she expected, Ji Qingyuan, as a junior, this problem burdened him too much, after all, the previous generation would hide everything from him.

What's more, since she was a child, her master Lin Shubai had actually deliberately alienated her pair of children.

Even she didn't know the details of the reasons, but Ying Baoyue knew very well that everything must be for Ji Qingyuan and Ji Ange.

"When the crown prince Ying Hao appeared, he took out the will and asked his mother to assist him to ascend the throne as soon as possible," Ji Qingyuan said. It always felt weird to talk about her father's body to the woman in front of him, but he continued to speak calmly. .

"Mother took over the will, and then expelled the other sons of the gods from the palace," Ji Qingyuan said.

After receiving the imperial edict, his mother became the high-ranking national teacher he was familiar with.Facing the impatient Ying Hao, she didn't open her mouth to question the succession of the throne, but when the faces of other gods in the hall showed joy, she opened her mouth quietly.

"Do first thing first."

"Now that I'm back, you sons of gods can go back."

The other sons of God who had been in Efang Palace for several days were taken aback for a moment, and the next moment Ji Qingyuan heard the sound of the ground shaking again.

But this time the sound was the footsteps of countless people and the friction of swords.

Under the astonished eyes of the imperial guards in the womb of the future emperor's gods in the main hall, countless cavalry in black armor poured in from outside the hall like a tide, and the aura of each of them was as deep as an abyss.

That is the profundity of a high-level practitioner, and the killing spirit on the battlefield.

The black cavalry stood behind his mother. Ji Qingyuan stared at this scene in a daze, feeling his mother's strength again.

The strength of Da Si Ming Lin Shubai is not only the strength of personal strength.

"Black Tiger Army!"

"When did you come back? Aren't they all at the Great Wall of Eternal Night?"

"This woman dispatched troops privately! So the only one guarding the border now is Yinchanwei?"

"Can they all arrive in three days? Sure enough, they are all monsters!"

"Did you break in directly from outside the palace gate? Isn't this too reckless?"

Amidst the stunned voices of the Forbidden Army, Ji Qingyuan understood the identities of these people.

Back then, the Qin Empire had two of the most elite cavalry, all stationed at the Great Wall of Eternal Night.Of these two elites, one is the black tiger who is directly under the command of the chief commander, and the other is the silver cicada who is directly under the command of the young commander, who was then the princess of Zhaoyang.

Black Tiger Army and Silver Cicada Guard.

These two armies are all composed of practitioners, they are the strongest barriers on the Great Wall of Eternal Night, each of them is amazingly talented and experienced in hundreds of battles, and they are the strongest combat force in the frontier army.

Ji Qingyuan once heard the old servant at home mention that even the most elite tiger and ben guards guarding the palace gate among the most elite capital soldiers in the former Qin army are like three-year-old children in front of the Black Tiger Army and Yin Chanwei. The strength of those two cavalry.

Looking at the thin woman standing in front of the black army, Ying Hao, who had a condescending face and had not yet ascended the throne of God, almost fell down on the dragon chair, while the faces of the sons of other princes were even paler.

"You are really ready," at this moment, Ji Qingyuan heard his father's voice again, but this time the man walked down the high platform step by step, and when he was three steps away from the woman, he bowed. Salute.

The other Shenzi and Ying Hao who were undecided and kept glancing at him were stunned.

"Subordinate, Ji Mo, welcome the Commander-in-Chief to return to court."

Ji Qingyuan remembered that he stared blankly at his father who bowed his head to his mother. At that moment, the three of them were obviously very close, but he felt that they were far away.

"Well, I'm back. Donghuang Taiyi has worked hard this time. Go back to Nanchu earlier. Nanchu cannot do without you in such a troubled autumn." Ji Qingyuan listened to his mother's calm voice, and did not look at his father much. Instead, he slowly looked around.

"It's the same for you all. The new emperor succeeds, and the current situation is unstable. Go back and take care of your own place first," the woman said calmly. It's not too late to get together."

Seeing the calm woman and the dense crowd of high-ranking practitioners behind her, the other gods in the hall looked at each other for a few times. Although their faces were not good-looking, they all bowed and left in the end.

At the same time, Ji Qingyuan watched his father straighten up and quietly pass by his mother.

However, just as the two passed by, Ji Qingyuan suddenly felt his shoulders being pinched and pushed out slightly.

"Wait," the mother said quietly, "take him back."

Ji Qingyuan trembled all over, and raised his head in a daze to look at the profile of his father who had stopped in his tracks.

"Okay." Just when he thought his father would say something, the man didn't say anything, and the next moment he paused and only said one word.

The next moment, Ji Qingyuan felt himself being pushed aside, and a bigger and colder hand held his hand.

is the father.

He was dragged into the hall by his mother, and then dragged away by his father.

Feeling that his father was actually pulling him forward, Ji Qingyuan struggled, "Wait, mother, she...she..."

The thin woman standing among the iron guards turned her head and looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Go back and stay for a while," the mother looked at him quietly, "She...she will see you when she can."

His eyes lit up, he didn't even have time to pay attention to his parents' expressions, and he didn't understand the ambiguity of this sentence. This time, his father tightened his hand and pulled him out of Efang Palace.

The hall behind him was gradually closed. At the last moment when the door closed, he turned his head and took a last look at the woman standing between Ying Hao and the army.

That was also the penultimate time he had seen with his mother seven years ago.

"The penultimate time?" Ying Baoyue asked after listening to his narration.

Ji Qingyuan nodded with a complicated expression.

As he was taken away by his father, the events of eight years ago have come to an end for him, and he has no new information.

And then, seven years ago.

Emperor Taizu Emperor Yingdi passed away, and Shao Si ordered Lin Baoyue to disappear for a year.

"That news came very suddenly," Ji Qingyuan said while looking at Ying Baoyue.

He was staying in Qing'an Yuan at that time, but suddenly he felt a violent aura enveloped the entire National Teacher's Mansion, like an earthquake, everyone was overwhelmed by the coercion, but when everyone was trembling, the coercion suddenly left I entered the National Teacher's Mansion.

"Father?" Ji Qingyuan felt strange that the owner of the violent breath was his father.

But at the next moment, the old servant who usually sent him news rushed in scrambling, and almost died outside the formation.

Just to tell him a message.

News of the death of Da Si Ming Lin Shubai.

The old servant told him tremblingly.

Just now.

Inside the Afang Palace.

Soul Lamp of Human God.

Went out.

A most unbelievable woman who will die.

Dead body and soul.

At the same time, the second emperor died, and then the Shanhai Continent underwent drastic changes, and everyone was involved in this chaos.

"But..." But at this moment, Ying Baoyue discovered a problem.

"According to what you said, you didn't see Master seven years ago, so how did you meet him for the last time and the last time?"

Ji Qingyuan was stunned and said, "Actually, during that year, my mother came to see us once."

We stayed for a long time and talked about many things.

"Did I tell you anything?" Ying Baoyue asked.

Ji Qingyuan was startled, recalling the scene at that time.

Mother said a lot but he only remembered one sentence.

That is.

"An Ge will leave it to you."

(End of this chapter)