Qing Ming

The snow eagle spread its wings and rushed straight up, the cold wind roaring in its ears, the rapid ascent speed made people feel the surrounding air was suddenly pressed down, and even breathing became a little difficult.

The giant eagle flew extremely fast, it rushed up more than a hundred feet in one breath, and reached the thousand-foot iceberg in ten breaths. After circling for a while on the large Qionglou Yuyu, it finally glides down slowly and landed firmly in the imperial city. on a high platform.

"Damn, it's finally landed." Liu Qiankun murmured, his cheeks flushed from the cold.

Maybe it was really bad luck for Liu Qiankun, the one he was sitting on flew the fastest, and the other two were under its belly. Instead, the first one became a barrier for the two below to keep out the wind and cold!

"Whoosh!" A figure fell down in the air. It turned out that Hu Shimo had arrived. This guy was obviously flying faster than the snow sculpture, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. What the hell is this guy playing?

The three of them got off the eagle's back, only to hear Hu Shimo smirk, and said: "Please go to the Yaohan Palace with my ministers to meet Her Majesty the Empress!"

Han Xiaoling didn't care about these, turned around and raised an eyebrow at Liu Qiankun, and said, "Will Yin Xiao come with me?"

"Nonsense, let alone meeting the empress, I, Silver Owl, are absolutely unambiguous!" Liu Qiankun said with a serious face, and stepped forward a few steps.

There was a hint of warmth in Han Xiaoling's eyes. In her heart, she had already regarded this extraordinary man as her only support.

Hu Shimo led the way ahead, but Han Xiaoling walked very slowly. Every plant and tree in the imperial city could stir up her memories that had been dusty for many years. Maybe they were just some fragments, but at this moment they were extremely clear, and she muttered as she walked. Nanan introduced these things that could bring back her memories to Liu Qiankun beside her.

Hu Shimo wanted to walk faster, but the couple behind him just walked around, like a young couple revisiting their old place, looking here and there, touching, and what was even more hateful was that guy named Yinxiao, who was so arrogant He grabbed a cold iron dagger and carved words on the rockery.

Asking himself, Hu Shimo, who is proficient in the languages ​​of the four countries, stepped forward to look at it and couldn't help but feel bitter. He couldn't tell which country's characters it was from what looked like characters...

How did he know that Liu Qiankun carved six standard Chinese characters: Liu Qiankun is here for a visit!I am afraid that he would not be able to find these seven words even if he searched all the ancient books of the four great empires thousands of times!

Liu Qiankun and Han Xiaoling's current state of mind is extremely good. Anyway, everyone is here, stretching out their heads is a knife, and shrinking their heads is at most a knife. Going to the cold palace, I hated Hu Shimo so much that he gritted his teeth and almost stared out his eyes.

Slow to slow, but in the end we still have to go. The two of them had to walk for three hours for a journey that could have been completed in half an hour. The names of the two people, he also discovered an extremely shocking thing, many pavilions and pavilions were actually made of jade, so that he, who is very rich, couldn't help being secretly moved by the extravagance and wealth of the Ice Empire.

From the weird smile on the corner of Hu Shimo's mouth, we can know that the majestic milk-white palace not far in front is probably the Yaohan Palace. This place is indeed very big, and there are no other buildings within tens of feet around it. While highlighting the solemnity and solemnity, it is unavoidable to appear a little deserted at the same time, and it really can bear the word "cold" in the middle.

There were two rows of guards in silver armor standing in front of the palace gate. The expression on their faces could only be described in two words: dull, at first glance it looked like two rows of standing statues, only the occasional breath from the mouth and nose. The trace of white gas shows that they are indeed living people.

Unknowingly, the two also followed Hu Shimo to quicken their pace. The moment they stepped into the Yaohan Palace, they felt a warm air rushing towards them, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

Many ministers of civil and military affairs dressed in plain white court clothes have already stood quietly in the hall. Even the beams and columns in the palace are all cold milky white. Two pieces of white floor-to-ceiling curtains hang obliquely in the center of the hall to create a wonderful separation of the hall. .Liu Qiankun suddenly had a strange feeling: this place is not at all like a supreme palace, but more like a funeral parlor for white weddings!

Seeing the four people entering, the ministers in the hall couldn't help but look sideways slightly, but their eyes seemed a little complicated. Han Xiaoling and the Ice Queen were twin sisters, and the two of them naturally had the same appearance. It's because of the strange look on the faces of the children!

There is a high platform in the middle of the north side of the main hall, surrounded by a long translucent curtain, behind which the silhouettes of several women in palace costumes can be vaguely seen.

Liu Qiankun let out a ray of consciousness and probed into the curtain. He knew everything inside. On a milky white dragon chair inside sat a young woman who was exactly the same as Han Xiaoling, but her face was a little pale. Forget it, there were two maids standing beside her with their hands down, and after 'looking' for a long while, they didn't find anything unusual.

"Ah!" The woman on the high platform let out a faint sigh, and the figure of the woman behind the curtain was revealed.

"Sister!" Han Xiao took a few steps forward vigorously, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and even her voice became trembling.

The woman in the palace costume waved her hand lightly, and said calmly: "You and my sister have been separated for ten years and today we finally see that everything is due to the merits of the national teacher!" The expression on the Ice Queen's face was still as indifferent as frost.

Han Xiaoling could no longer restrain the emotions in her heart, tears fell down like broken beads, and she began to sob softly, her sister's indifference had already deeply hurt her heart.

Han Xiaoxue on the throne lightly raised her wrist, and the maid next to her spread out the yellow scroll in her hand and read softly: "By the imperial edict of the Ice Queen, I specially confer the title of Princess Xiaoling as the Ice Saint, and she will perform sacrifices to the heavens to thank the gods." For the position, a special reward of one hundred high-grade profound crystals, ten maids, and immediately go to the Temple of Destiny to take up the post!"

The ruthless oracle was like a hammer hitting Han Xiaoling's heart, causing her delicate body to tremble, and she staggered to the point of falling. Liu Qiankun beside her had sharp eyes and quickly stretched her arms to hold her firmly. The usually lively and cheerful jade girl was already ashamed at this time, and a fire of ignorance rose in her heart, and her gaze was like a torch directed at the ice queen on the dragon chair.

Conspiracy, this is obviously a premeditated calculation, which has been brewing since the moment Han Xiaoling stepped into the imperial city of the Ice Empire, maybe even earlier!

"The holy maiden comes forward to receive the oracle!" Gong'e sang again.

Liu Qiankun's eyes were on fire, and he was about to draw out the Qingming Sword to decide whether to live or die, when a pair of cold little hands pressed down on his palms, and Han Xiaoling shook his head slightly at him with a miserable expression, like a head in a bag. He poured a basin of cold water to extinguish the anger in his heart in an instant.

Han Xiaoling struggled a few steps forward, Yingying knelt down, held the piece of yellow silk with both hands, and shouted tremblingly: "Xiaoling thank Your Majesty the Empress for your grace!" At this moment, she felt that the piece of yellow silk in her hand was so heavy that it almost made her gasp Don't be angry...

There was silence in the hall, and the ministers in the court were like a group of wax figures without any emotional fluctuations. Only Hu Shimo, who was standing aside, showed a sinister sneer.

(The update is here, the following chapters will enter a new realm! Thank you brothers for supporting Xinghui. It is useless to ask for collections and tickets. Give it if you want! Write the story in my heart!)