Chapter 117 Three Hundred Years, Your Majesty

New Year's Eve is a rare day for several years.

What's more rare is that Emperor Lin Xi took the Baiyan Queen to enjoy the lanterns along the central axis street of the city on New Year's Eve. When the vast Jinwu guard ran through the whole central axis street with the imperial flag, the people of the imperial capital knelt down one after another and dedicated all their enthusiasm and loyalty to the emperor who made Mengyang so powerful in just a few years. Twelve mane fiery horses spit out more than a foot of hot air, pulled a carriage like a luxurious small palace, and trotted forward smoothly with neat steps. The carriage is a wind and thunder cavalry representing Mengyang's strongest combat power. The empire spent a lot of money to build a heavy cavalry comparable to the vigorous iron horse of the far north barbarians. It emerged in the battle against Fanyang, slaughtered 100,000 yuan, and even slaughtered the courage of the Fanyang people. The barbarians have unparalleled iron cavalry. They are known as the emperor of the cavalry, which will frighten the world in the future. It is not only the iron horse of the barbarians, but also the wind and thunder of Mengyang.

The leader of the wind and thunder horse, Ye Qingshan, wore armor and carried a gun, followed closely behind the emperor's carriage, and his eyes hidden in the shadow of the helmet looked at the eagle.

"General Ye Qingshan is right behind our emperor's carriage!"

"Look, that's our strongest general in Mengyang, Lord Yeqing Mountain, the leader of the Wind and Thunder Horse!"

"General Ye, when I grow up, I will join the wind and thunder horse to fight with you in the world!"

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He heard the young people kneeling on the roadside shouting excitedly and talking enthusiastically. Except for Emperor Lin Xi, the supreme emperor of the empire, he was the most worshiped by young people in Mengyang. Ye Qingshan smiled silently, straightened his chest and was full of pride.

Ye Mingshan, do you see it? The split family is no worse than the clan. You claim to be the backbone and fall into the end of the whole family. I am willing to be a lackey, and the Qingyun straight up. Among the several princes, Shen, Liang, Feng and Ling are all destroyed. There is no one left. Only the Ye family can retain a lineage, so as not to shame the ancestors and not let the bloodline be broken.

There is a history of merit and demerit, and there is a history of hell after death.

Ye Mingshan, if you die, I can't argue with you anymore, but in the future, there will definitely be a thick and colorful stroke of Yeqing Mountain in history books, and you Yeming Mountain will only be taken by one stroke.

The wind and thunder leader, who has been in charge of most of the military power of the Mengyang Empire, strode proudly, and the iron gun in his hand pointed down diagonally. The big boot behind him was lifted by the gale, and the hunting sounded sounded, and the horse in horse armor was fierce. The vigorous horse and the wind and thunder horse are called the two most powerful horses in the world, but the wind and thunder horse built by the rich Wanyu family is more powerful than the shabby barbarian iron horse.

Ye Qingshan glanced at the carriage like a palace, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

In the carriage, the white queen, who was supposed to travel, only wore a simple Lingluo skirt, and her cold eyebrows looked at the prosperous lights outside through the curtain of the carriage. Suddenly, a gorgeous fireworks burst into the sky, and her pale face was reflected by the changing firelight. She fixedly watched the fireworks rise and burst, blooming with extremely gorgeous flowers, and then go to silence. Her lips opened slightly and her eyes did not blink, like the first time she saw the fireworks as a young girl with green cardamom. In fact, more than 500 years have left no trace on her. Her beautiful face is no different from that of a 28-year-old girl, but the sense of vicissitudes in her eyes often makes her have an illusion that she does not belong to this world.

The emperor in the carriage glanced at her, turned his head and opened the curtain, and ordered in a low voice: "Don't stop the fireworks tonight. Let it go all night!"

Bai Yan turned her head, and her cold eyes softened a little, and then a warm smile bloomed.

"You laughed!" Emperor Lin Xi said softly, "You smiled at me for the first time in six years."

She didn't say anything, just continued to watch the fireworks all over the sky.

"As long as you are happy! Even if I order this city, I will not hesitate to do it. The emperor smiled and shook his head slowly, as if to laugh at himself, "In ancient times, there were emperors who played with fire and princes, and only smiled at the beautiful women. I can only give you endless fireworks. Don't blame me for being stingy."

The queen was stunned for a moment, and her eyes were a little distracted.

When the man named Wan Yiliunian had nothing, he just laughed and said to her with a few penny to buy gadgets, "Poor, you can only afford this thing. Don't dislike it." She took it with a smile, collected it carefully, and was full of joy.

When he cheated all the way and added some good luck to bet on a few cups of silver and made a little money, he spent it cleanly and bought her valuable gold, silver and jade ornaments and beautiful robes. He saw her new makeup and said with a bright smile, "I don't have much money. I've spent it all. I can only buy this little. Don't dislike it."

Every time he saves a little money and spends a lot of money, and even eating becomes a problem. And another young man, Huangfu Jinglan, who is more calm and mature, always looks coldly at the tricks of thousands of years. He can't stand his childishness and impulsiveness, and he doesn't like his hegemony today or tomorrow.

At that time, she followed Wan Yanliunian and Huangfu Jinglan to leave the forest and come to the world. She always felt that Wan Tongliunian was like a lively brother. As long as she was happy, she would not hesitate to do anything, and Huangfu Jinglan was more like a brother who taught her, telling her that the world is dangerous and people are ancient and be careful. One is like a passionate flame, and the other is a steady iceberg, just like two extremes.

If she really wants to choose a choice, she will choose ten thousand years, and there will always be a way to make her happy. The young man has always been doing his best to give himself the most precious things he has unreservedly, from a puppet sugar man with a few cents, to dozens of silver bracelet skirts, to a magnificent and prosperous Cityque, a world named after her...

She remembered that she only said at that time that the sorcerer was regarded by the world as a demon and an unknown evil spell, so the sorcerer was easily persecuted by the world, and few spellers lived in the endless mysterious forest in the south.

Huangfu Jinglan frowned and said, then be careful all the way, follow us closely, don't use spells at will, and don't let people find out.

And Wan Liunian clenched his fist and knocked on his chest, and said proudly that he wanted the world to be named after Mengfan and let the world regard you as a god.

Huangfu Jinglan sneered and scolded a whim.

Wan Liunian just looked into her eyes and said seriously that he wanted to be the emperor of the world, establish a dream of the Brahma dynasty, and give you the world.

It's like the words of vows, without heroic statements, without the generosity of clenching fists and shouting, like the sound of springs, and the gentle beep of birds flapping their wings.

At that time, she only felt that even if she said she would kill the gods of heaven, she would be convinced.

After all, the world has not been named after 'Mengfan', which is divided into two, Mengyang and Fanyang.

Wan Yanliunian and Huangfu Jinglan, who became emperors, finally died with regret.

Now, this young man with the same surname is doing the same thing as his ancestors. He has no ambition or fanaticism. He just wants to hold up the world to make her smile.

The temperament is the same as that of thousands of years, and I try my best to give her the best thing I can have without reservation.

Whether she likes it or not, she can't bear to caress this sincerity.

"Bang--" A huge and gorgeous fireworks exploded. This fireworks were bigger and more gorgeous than the previous one. The flame was dazzling silvery white. The crackling fireworks did not dissipate. Instead, they were born two or three times, layer by layer, burning more and more, like a spark igniting the whole night sky.

The queen looked at the vicissitudes of life, looked at the gorgeous sky and muttered to herself, "Who has passed away?"

The car stopped, and the leader of the wind and thunder rider knelt on one knee with his fists and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Qinshui Garden has arrived. Please move with the Empress."

Emperor Lin Xi got up with his robe, and the glazed dragon robe was dazzling under the light of the grand fireworks. Seven years after his accession to the throne, the young emperor had the majesty, with an unparalleled supreme intention between his hands and feet.

He got out of the carriage, and two rows of warriors holding high the imperial flag knelt down. The light of fireworks in the sky fell on their bright armor, as if they were as hard and calm as steel.

The emperor did not walk forward. He fell under his feet, slowly turned around, raised his hand to the queen, with a smile in his eyes, and there was a little vitality on his dead face.

Queen Baiyan was stunned for a moment, smiled, shook her lotus step gently, put her hand into the emperor's palm, and let him take her out of the car.

They stood side by side, surrounded by loyal warriors, and the sky was full of gorgeous fireworks, wearing starlight on their shoulders, like gods coming to the world.

This is the first time for the emperor and empress to travel in such a long time.

Ye Qingshan, who knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and his heart was even more bitter.

More than once felt that this woman was a demon of disaster. At the beginning, Ye Mingshan reduced Ling Fenglie's daughter, who was still the prime minister at that time, to a concubine for this woman, despite the strong opposition of the elders of the family and Duke Ling Fenglie. Set up this woman as the queen, stripped the throne of the four-year-old son of Yeyuan Hongye Kingdom, and made Ye Xingchen the son of the world.

Seven years ago, Emperor Lin Xi killed the whole Ye family for this woman, regardless of the abtion of his courtier's wife as the empress. Although the queen was indifferent and not even a prince and princess were born, the emperor was obsessed with her and even wanted to whip the world for her.

How can such a disaster beauty stay in the world?

But he can't resent this woman. She has never asked for anything. She is as indifferent as a fairy, but people who are obsessed with her are willing to give everything for her.

Seeing the emperor's rare smile, he was obviously relieved. Ye Qingshan looked at the white face held by the emperor's hand and really wanted to rush forward and stab her with a sword, and then asked her body: Forget that your husband was killed by the emperor? Did you forget that your son is still fleeing?

But he dared not. Emperor Lin Xi gave him all the power, status, wealth, and can also take it back lightly, so that he can become a stray dog with a ruined family. He can only be obediently for the emperor, do his best to die for the empire, and be a loyal dog.

He suddenly raised his head and bumped into the queen's cold eyes. He hurriedly lowered his head for fear that his mind would be seen through by the unfathomable woman.

In the gap between the fireworks, he faintly heard a smile, and his cold eyes had not moved away and were staring at him.

The emperor followed the queen's eyes and said with a smile, "General Fenglei has worked hard. I'm going out to have a hard time."

"Your Majesty's words are heavy, and the responsibility of the last general is, and he will die!" Ye Qingshan replied in a low voice. He still lowered his head, because he felt that Bai Yan was still looking at him.

Suddenly, he felt like a bird rushed into his chest, and seemed to be forced to pour a large mouthful of ice water, trembling all over. After a moment, Shu Tai was as usual, and the strange feeling suddenly came and went, but he clearly felt that Bai Yan had cast a spell on him.

"General, don't worry, it won't be a big deal." The white queen whispered.

Ye Qingshan understood that this was said to him. The king and ministers were different. He could not question it, so he could only bravely say in a low voice: "Thank you, Empress, for your concern!"

The emperor led the queen to the depths of the Qinshui Garden. This forest garden belonging to the royal family was newly decorated. The evergreen trees were decorated with small red lanterns. Countless maids stood respectfully and stood in the dark holding their breath for fear of disturbing the two proud sons of heaven.

Bai Yan stopped and her slender hand slipped from the emperor's palm.

The emperor turned his head and looked at the queen who was one step behind, looking at her beautiful and touching posture, one step away, like the whole galaxy.

He had a hoarse voice and asked softly, "Meng Fan?"

The queen's eyes suddenly blurred. Her eyes seemed to have traveled through 300 years, like the first meeting in the forest more than 300 years ago. She was still naive and simple, and he had nothing to ask for.

She suddenly burst into tears, but smiled at the corners of her mouth and gave a thousand blessings. Then she came forward, hugged the emperor with open arms, and whispered delicately and gently in a delicate voice that she would never say with a white face like ice: "Your Majesty!"