Fairy, please let me explain.

Chapter 784: Departure
"Creak."

"Creak."

Walking on the snow and facing the abyss, when the vast snow fog raised by the heavenly punishment gradually settled, the pavilion that housed the two fathers was no longer there, leaving only the huge black abyss. The young man with a mutilated body bleeds as he comes to the place where the grievances of the previous generation end.

In the aftermath, the damaged body was constantly repaired by the rules of death. Xu Yuan looked quietly at the darkness below, and his mind inexplicably recalled the original mountain.

Tianmen Mountain,
The first peak of Dayan that towers into the clouds.

The world believed that the terrifying hole on it was caused by a sword strike by the Tianmen Sword Immortal at the risk of his life.
Now it seems,

The Tianmen Sword Immortal did strike out with his sword.
But this sword was still no match for God, and he and his sword moves were destroyed under the punishment from Heaven.

The same great power.

The former Tianshan Mountains were transformed into Tianmen Mountain.

Transform the current imperial mausoleum into the imperial abyss.

The power to destroy these three people who can threaten the heaven
"call"

The exhaled hot air turned into white mist and dissipated.

Xu Yuan slowly bent down and sat on the snow leaning against the abyss, looking up at the sky where the giant eye had disappeared, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

After the divine punishment came, the Sky Eye on the dome dissipated, along with the aura of the two people underneath it.

The fathers remained loyal to their ideals until the last moment of their lives, and the Emperor of Dayan did not ultimately draw his sword against his comrades, but the ending of this story still ended in tragedy.

Because of outside interference.

Because of the causes they planted in the past.

Xu Yuan felt that his mind was very confused at the moment, so confused that he couldn't think.

The person he cherished died in front of him again.
Once again, he was powerless.

Even compared to last time, this time he couldn't even help.

Xu Yuan felt that he should do something for the father.

For example, killing one or two people to vent anger.

But the question is who should he turn to?

The last time Li Junwu died in front of him, he simply and clearly blamed all the problems and all the hatred on Wen Xinyun. But who should he blame this time, or who should he seek revenge on?

That God?

But compared to God,

It seemed that he should go find the owner of that arrow.

Due to Li Yaoxuan's stagnation, his father did not completely break through to the level of Saint. The heavenly punishment should not have come. The reason why that great power fell was entirely because of the arrow shot by Di An.

But the problem is that Li Zhaoyuan is unable to understand the cultivation level of "God", and does not have the intelligence and means to trigger the heavenly punishment.

In other words, Li Zhaoyuan was most likely collaborating with someone, and considering his past, the person he was collaborating with was most likely Wen Xinyun, the woman who had been plotting for a thousand years to defeat the sky.

There is this woman again.

He had just arrived in the south of the Yangtze River on his black-scaled iron cavalry when his opponent handed him a knife and killed the emperor.

The thorny feeling flashed by, and my thoughts continued.

If we think more deeply, the late Emperor Yan should also have been involved.

Although this man chose his original self at the moment of his death, the current Li Zhaoyuan is inseparable from the training method of Li Yaoxuan, the Great Yan Emperor.
Thinking of this, Xu Yuan slowly lowered his eyes and pressed hard between his brows, trying to suppress the complicated and turbulent emotions in his heart.

At this moment, he really wished he could become a young and foolish man, a young and foolish man who could attribute countless complicated things to simple hatred, and then find someone to kill to complete his revenge, but Xu Yuan still couldn't do it after all.

He was very clear that the death of the people around him was not decided by a single person. It was an inevitable coincidence under the torrent of the general trend of positions. If he did not resolve this general trend, even if he took revenge in a simple and crude way, a third or fourth close relative would die in front of him.

".Is this what it feels like to be in a difficult situation?"

Xu Yuan bit the corner of his dry lips, exhaled gently and the hot air turned into white mist and dissipated. Looking at the Imperial Abyss in front of him, he stretched out his hand and caught a ray of light floating out from it.

Whenever a saint dies, the holy energy gathered in his body will turn into nutrients to replenish the heaven and earth. The same is true for the corpses under the abyss. They turn into countless starlights and drift out with snow and mist, quietly dispersing into the land they loved all their lives.
Heaven and earth are silent,

After staring at the starlight that proved the emperor's ideal for a long time, until his body was covered with snow and his long hair turned white, Xu Yuan smiled softly and squeezed the starlight and let it disintegrate:

"Sorry"

With an apologetic murmur, Xu Yuan stood up and brushed off the snow stains on his body. He took one last look back at his feet, then turned to look at Di An:

".I probably won't be able to do what you guys do in my lifetime."

Perhaps it was because he knew where the road under his feet would lead to in the future. Compared to the heart-wrenching hatred in his heart last time, Xu Yuan was unexpectedly calm this time. He did not even feel a trace of murderous intent towards the future new emperor who was the direct cause of his father's disappearance.

But just when Xu Yuan was about to leave this imperial abyss,

A calm and gentle voice came quietly:

"Have you found the path you want to take?"

"."Xu Yuan.

Subconsciously looking back,
then,

Xu Yuan saw the familiar black dragon robe
After the arrow was shot, Li Zhaoyuan walked down the mountain without looking back or investigating the result of the arrow. Even when the Qi wave that disturbed the heaven and earth swept towards Di An, he did not even glance at the Great Yan Imperial Mausoleum.

No matter what the result of that arrow is,

No matter what the father's final decision is,
All stories of the past will end in his hands.

The prince's sedan chair set off from the foot of Huanglong Mountain with great fanfare, heading for the Wucheng Marquis's Mansion, where he had already submitted a visiting card.

The wheels rolled over the snow, and Li Zhaoyuan glanced at the scenery along the way through the window lattice. The palaces with carved beams and painted buildings were reflected in his dark pupils.

The Di'an Palace was built against the mountain, with its jade buildings rising up layer by layer along the central axis. When entering the palace and looking up, every building is so majestic that it oppresses one's heart. When leaving the palace and looking again, these jade buildings seem like giant beasts crawling and kowtowing at one's feet.

The golden armor led the way, the ceremonial guards cleared the streets, and people knelt for ten miles.

The recent turmoil in the palace over the succession struggle was no secret to the Wuchenghou Mansion. Now that the dust has settled, no matter what happened in the past, the Wuchenghou Mansion has given the highest respect to Li Zhaoyuan, the future new emperor of Dayan.

When the prince's sedan chair arrived at the Wucheng Marquis's mansion, Wucheng Marquis himself was still in the northern border, so the young marquis Mu Hongli led a group of senior aides to wait in front of the mansion gate for Li Zhaoyuan, the future new monarch.

When the python-patterned boots stepped out of the chariot,
When Mu Hongli leaned forward to salute,
The whispers of power quietly echoed in Li Zhaoyuan's ears.

"Your Highness."

"Your Highness."

"Your Highness."

Li Zhaoyuan looked down at everything in front of him. He should feel happy at this moment, because he proved his persistence and proved that a person can climb to the highest point with his own ability, but now he only feels lonely in his heart.

There was no trace of emotion on his face as he calmly walked up to Mu Hongli, helped him up with a smile, and after a round of courteous ceremony between the monarch and his subject, he entered the Marquis' Mansion with him.

Everyone present thought that this was a political show, that the future Great Yan Emperor would condescend to visit the old ministers of the previous dynasty who held a large number of troops before ascending the throne, give them enough political promises, and then exchange them for their unchanging loyalty. However, when the future new emperor on the main seat in the hall dismissed his attendants and spoke the words of granting marriage, the majestic main hall of Wuhou Mansion fell into a brief silence.

[I wish to grant you a royal marriage in the Wuchenghou Mansion]

It was not new for the new emperor to stabilize important officials by granting an imperial marriage, but Li Zhaoyuan did not have any younger sisters, and Mu Hongli already had a wife, so it was obvious who the other party wanted to grant an imperial marriage to.

The new emperor Li Zhaoyuan arranged a marriage with Mu Zhiyun, the legitimate daughter of Marquis Wucheng.

With the power of the Wuchenghou Mansion, his legitimate daughter would definitely become the empress after entering the palace, just like the deal Li Yaoxuan reached with the previous generation of Wuchenghou.

But the problem is that Mu Zhiyun herself is not innocent, or rather, she is not innocent in the top circle of power in Dayan - because of the absurd behavior of Xu Changtian, the future head of the Xu family, when he was young.

Even though those who knew the situation knew that the molestation was interrupted, it would inevitably cast a shadow on the innocence of the daughter of the Marquis. Could Mu Zhiyun really enter the palace and become the empress?

Mu Hongli asked softly with hesitation:

".I hope Your Highness will make it clear."

Li Zhaoyuan saw the other party's concerns and smiled straightforwardly:
"Two queens in one family, this is a beautiful story, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Mu Hongli felt inexplicably relieved.

Although he loves his sister, she will eventually have to get married. Moreover, this royal marriage will make her the most noble woman in Dayan in the future.

Thinking of this, Mu Hongli stood up and bowed:
"Your Highness, I am grateful for your kindness. I would like to thank you on behalf of Zhiyun."

Li Zhaoyuan smiled as he looked at the heroic man leaning in front of him. His dark pupils were dead silent as he slowly uttered a sentence:

"Since you agree, call her here and let her follow me into the palace today."

"."

Mu Hongli's gesture of saluting froze slightly, and he maintained his calmness on the surface, accepting the gift and saying:
"Your Highness, this may be impolite."

"What's the problem?"

"."

The marriage of a daughter of an ordinary noble family requires complicated etiquette, not to mention the canonization of the crown princess of the dynasty. This is a serious matter of the dynasty, and even if it is just a preliminary decision, it needs to go through the emperor, the queen, the chief of the clan, and even a series of important officials of the dynasty.

Almost in an instant, Mu Hongli realized that there was another hidden story behind this imperial marriage arranged by Li Zhaoyuan, otherwise he would not have been so eager to let his sister enter the palace.

The courtyard is covered with snow and the smoke from the incense burners is curling.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Hongli tried to ask:

"Your Highness, may I ask why?"

Li Zhaoyuan just shook his head slightly:
"You don't want to know."

Hearing this, Mu Hongli sat back in the second seat and said in a deep voice:
"I'm afraid I can't agree to this. We can only wait for my father to return to the capital from the northern border before discussing this matter."

The marriage proposal was at a standstill, but Li Zhaoyuan did not show any emotion. He just looked at the heroic young man with vigilant eyes and said slowly:
"Hongli, the older generation is getting older, and the new generation will eventually control the future, but not now."

"."

The whole room was silent, and the gentle breeze blew away the snow on the eaves.

Mu Hongli's pupils shrank slightly, realizing the other party's implication, and subconsciously looked back at the master of the mansion.

Soon, his hearing, enhanced by his cultivation, enabled him to keenly hear a series of gentle, rustling footsteps.

His mother came, bringing Mu Zhiyun with her.

From the very beginning, the new emperor of Dayan did not come to negotiate, but to pick someone up!
The other party had already persuaded the real person in charge of Yu Di'an's Wucheng Marquis Mansion, his mother, who was the wife of the auxiliary state.

An inexplicable sense of crisis swept over his body, and Mu Hongli subconsciously felt that if he let his sister leave with the other party, she would surely be dead.

First it was Xu Changtian, then Li Zhaoyuan.

Mu Hongli didn't know why so many powerful people were so hostile to his sister, but as an elder brother, he couldn't just sit back and watch.

He stood up suddenly and looked directly at Li Zhaoyuan:
"Your Highness, why are you doing this?"

"."

Li Zhaoyuan said nothing and just looked at him quietly.

Mu Hongli subconsciously clenched his fists and slowly stood up:

"Your Highness, if you cannot tell me the reason, even if my mother agrees, I cannot agree."

"Hongli, step back."

Accompanied by several maids, the graceful woman walked out from the inner hall and scolded her own offspring for being rude.

Mu Hongli looked back and saw his mother, and also saw the unconscious girl who was following behind his mother and was held in the arms of the nanny.

There was a moment of silence. Mu Hongli's forehead was throbbing with veins. He quickly shouted in a low voice:

"Mother! Even if you hate Zhiyun's background..."

"presumptuous!"

The graceful woman uttered two words slowly and gently, and as she spoke, a feeling of dizziness suddenly surged into Mu Hongli's heart.

As the wife of the auxiliary state who managed the logistics of the entire Beifeng Army in an orderly manner, Madam Yongrong had anticipated the reaction of her offspring and naturally made sufficient preparations.

By the time Mu Hongli realized that he had fallen into his mother's trap, it was already too late. He looked at the woman with grief and confusion, not understanding why his mother would target Zhiyun, and why his mother would help Li Zhaoyuan even if she was plotting against him.

The graceful woman looked at the child who was gradually becoming unsteady on his feet, her eyes filled with fatigue and sighs:

"Hongli, the consequences of this matter are not something that Wuchenghou Mansion can bear."

"."

Mu Hongli wanted to say something, but he had already fallen to the side under the erosion of the poison.

After Mu Hongli was completely unconscious, and several maids helped the young marquis away, the graceful woman bowed to the young man on the main seat:
"Your Highness."

Li Zhaoyuan sat upright on the main seat without looking at her. He glanced at the beautiful girl who was in a coma and asked softly:
"Has Madam just confirmed that it is correct?"

The graceful lady was silent for a few breaths and said:
"Before the Qi swept over Di'an, Zhiyun did have a special soul. Your Highness, this is the crime that the Marquis committed back then."

"It was just an unintentional crime planned by others."

Li Zhaoyuan stood up, his dark eyes showing a hint of smile:
"Madam, if you allow me to take her away, the Marquis of Wucheng will make up for the loss."

(End of this chapter)