Chapter 140 The Empress

Cang Ziyun's love made her feel relaxed and calmer. Unlike Ye Lihuan and Ming Brahma's love, it is too domineering and too suffocating. Maybe Ziyun is the most suitable man for him, and he will think so lightly when his dream is idle.

Yue Mengxin sometimes thought of Ruan Ruhai in her previous life. She mocked herself. She was a greedy man who was afraid of death and was not worthy of her love any more. She lost the blood-induced blood soul beads of her previous life and turned herself into this strange butterfly dance continent. Otherwise, her love in her previous life would become a tragedy. If there was no ancient tomb Maybe Ruan Ruhai will dump himself and don't have a new relationship.

All this passed. Yue Mengxin found Ziyun, and then helped Nianrong recover her body, and she was satisfied.

They have been lingering in the tent for several degrees, from the morning dew to the dusk under the night, from the starry night to the starry early morning.

Even the meal is delivered to the door by the maid of honor.

Three days have passed in a row. The purple cloud not only has no loss of essence, but also has a more ruddy and warm face.

Cang Ziyun is energetic and romantic, and doesn't look like he is recovering from a serious illness at all.

He stretched out his long arm and hugged the moon dream heart who was taking a nap, slowly raised his hand to touch her curved eyelashes, and felt that the real touch was real.

Cang Ziyun's heart finally came back, holding his uneasy heart, and then slowly fell his wet fingers.

I have a curtain of dreams. I can't share with anyone. How many secrets there are in it, but no one can understand what I want to tell! In Yuemeng's sleep, she thought about that song of her previous life. What a fairy couple!

If such days pass away like running water, you can't wait until spring comes and goes without a trace to lament everything in life. The dream of the moon is known.

Because she lives a beautiful life with Ziyun, her heart is so secure.

"Dream! Remember to practice!" Lan Nianrong flashed into the sea of knowledge and reminded him carefully.

"Good!" Yue Mengxin answered shyly and pretended to be angry with her Lan Nianrong. Although she said that she had reached the sixth level, she had to continue to practice and better protect herself and protect her loved ones.

Yue Meng lazily opened a pair of charming phoenix eyes, fell out a light green silk, and the white lotus-like jade arm gently wrapped around the slender neck of the purple cloud.

Her little blush face gently opened her sexy red lips and said, "Ziyun, we really didn't dream, did we?"

"No!" Cang Ziyun gently pecked her little face and continued to mutter.

A burst of eager and noisy footsteps came from outside the Purple Heart Palace,

"Your Majesty, I have something urgent to do!" The old and powerful old man - the voice of the prime minister

The moon dream smiled like a flower and gently glamed at the beautiful face: "Go!"

She nodded slightly to the purple cloud, which showed helplessness.

After tidying up the clothes, the king's powerful Cang Ziyun motioned the eunuch to open the palace door.

"What's the urgent matter?" Cang Ziyun spit out a little, and then turned around and left, signaling them to enter the palace to talk.

Cang Ziyun sat quietly after the case and stared at the Prime Minister, Mo Baifeng.

"Yuanrong gathered soldiers on our country's border, and the war is imminent. Please make a final determination as soon as possible!" Mo Baifeng's report, and then swept behind the screen with the afterglow of the corners of his eyes to see if it was rumored that there were really a peerless beauty and the emperor who had been lingering for days and nights and had never come out of the Purple Heart Hall.

"Good! Is there anyone to choose in the heart of the old prime minister? Cang Ziyun deliberately sold his way, and his eyes slowly became serious, looking forward to Mo Baifeng, the old prime minister who worried about the country and the people, to answer the questions he raised.

"There is no suitable candidate for the old minister yet!" Mo Baifeng showed that he did not dare to say the generals who could disperse the enemy's soldiers. Since ancient times, Yuehua has been more important than martial arts, so that Yuehua became one of the weakest countries in the butterfly dance continent at that time.

In case of a mistake in recommending, isn't it always a hoof? Cang Ziyun sees all of Mo Baifeng's wishful thinking. These ministers fall off the chain every day as soon as they reach the critical point. Isn't it that he wants his daughter Mo Yufeng to become a well-deserved queen of Yuehua? I just don't give you this opportunity.

"Mo Aiqing, as the prime minister of Yuehua, doesn't know who is the talent. Isn't it in vain to lose the position of prime minister? Besides, it is said that many sages have been raised in the prime minister's house, so don't be modest?" Cang Ziyun leaned forward and looked at him.

"This..." Mo Baifeng's face turned pale. He had heard that the indifferent Cang Ziyun fell in love with a stunning witch in the Great Yanyu Kingdom, and the witch was powerful. Cang Ziyun once offered a high reward for looking for the witch.

The figure behind the screen is the woman in the rumor. Alas, there was a sigh in Mo Baifeng's heart.

The rumor was confirmed: that the witch has come to Yuehua, and his daughter Mo Yufeng has never had a chance to cove the queen's position. Mo Baifeng deeply blamed herself. Why didn't he take a step earlier? At least her daughter is also a national color. How could she be compared by an exotic witch? .

If you see her one day, you must take a good look at how the witch is better than my daughter.

Looking at the somewhat cunning Mo Baifeng, Cang Ziyun deliberately suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "I heard that the prime minister is full of peaches and plums all over the world. How can there be no recommendation!"

"Ha ha, it's all cultivated by your colleagues!" Mo Baifeng deliberately followed the emperor to beat the dumb fans.

"Real?" A woman behind the screen turned out and fell generously, like an elegant fairy falling in the air, and more like Chang'e coming out of the dust of the moon palace. Her beautiful eyes and hopes to make the four walls shine, the willow eyebrows are naturally bright, the smooth shoulders are cut, and the footsteps are full of all kinds of amorous feelings!

"Heart, why are you here?!" The purple clouds hold up the enchanting beautiful eyes. Full of affection,

He originally wanted Yue Mengxin to have a good rest, but after all, he was worried that her body could not stand it for several days.

"Your Majesty, I'm fine," Yue Mengxin gently twisted the big hand of Cang Ziyun and walked to the front palace of Zixin Hall.

"I heard that Prime Minister Mo's second son is brave and good at fighting. Prime Minister Mo is a place of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Besides, Qing is better than blue. I heard that the second son is extremely powerful. At the age of nine, he can kill a cow. At the age of 12, he returned to a famous magician to learn magic. It is also extraordinary. No matter how modest Prime Minister Mo is, It's not for today's emperor's son."

Yue Mengxin opened her pink lips, and her words were hungry. Mo Baifeng's face rose in an instant, and she immediately stepped forward and knelt down. "Your Majesty, I took the order to go on an expedition for the dog."

Cang Ziyun is sullen. Yue Mengxin is here for the first time. How can she know some matters about Yuehua? It should be that her kung fu has risen another layer. Her magic power is really different, and she is also a strong hand in predicting the future

Cang Ziyun held Yue Mengxin's shoulder without hesitation and said to the respectful ministers below, "This is the first queen of the well-deserved Dayuehua Kingdom. Why don't you kneel down?"

"Queen Qiansui Qiansui!"

Yue Meng looked angrily at the affectionate Cang Ziyun and said, "You are flat!"

"Mo Aiqing takes the order!"

"Feng Tian Cheng, the emperor's call!

In order to fight for the position of general, Mo Ziyu led 200,000 troops to enter the border immediately tomorrow. If there is any invasion of foreign enemies, they will be killed!

This is my admiration!"

"You can have a book, and there is no book to retreat from the court!" After saying that, Cang Ziyun shook her sleeves and left, and the graceful woman followed closely.

Back to the apse.

"One by one, the old foxes shirk as soon as they reach the critical moment." Cang Ziyun sat on the bed collapsed angrily. It seemed that his father had been cultivating some lonely ministers, but he was not a loyal auxiliary ministers, but selfish and corrupt dirty officials.

Seeing Mengxin close his eyes and rest, the purple cloud sighed secretly,

The time of a cup of tea passed, and Yue Mengxin opened her eyes slightly and said, "Ziyun, it seems that this trip is unfavorable!"

Cang Ziyun still hugged the beauty who was whispering a little and said softly:

"It seems that Yuanrong is prepared! And why did you choose Mo Baifeng's son? Is his son really that powerful? 200,000 troops, if he wants to rebel, won't we be in vain?

"Ziyun, use his strengths when using troops. Although Mo Baifeng is a little-minded, he just seeks some self-interest. We can still give them these self-interest, because he is still a contented person, otherwise the previous emperor would not pay so much attention to him and put him in the position of the position of important minister." Mengxin gently hooked the nose of the purple cloud.

Yue Mengxin leaned into the arms of the purple cloud and smelled a faint medicinal fragrance and talked:

"Tell you a story about the Qing Dynasty, before Emperor Shunzhi died, because his son was too young. And the four auxiliary ministers have been used, each of which is powerful and powerful in the court.

"At this time, when a person is stubborn, it is a minister named Obair. He is a complete ambitious man. He is not only greedy for power but even formed a private party. His intention is well known in the court. However, the young and smart Emperor Kangxi asked another auxiliary minister to deal with him, and ended up with blood.

This long-long battle between the DPRK and Party has entered a stalemate. At this time, Sony, who was originally the head of the minister, was a more cunning old fox. He claimed that he was ill and bide his time, won the heavy responsibility of the Empress Dowager, and pushed his granddaughter Hera to the head of the harem, and then began to fight against Oboi, a real The court war has begun.

Finally, with the help of various forces, he finally eradicated the thief of Oboi and stabilized the country of the Qing Dynasty.

"Xin'er, I understand what you mean, but there is still a certain worry about Mo Baifeng's work. The ** of 200,000 army can make him reach that level. If he has many teachers and students at ordinary times, it is inevitable that there will be people who ignite the wind."

The purple cloud narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the woman in her arms with a little seriousness.

"Well, it's easy to do!" She gently opened her red lips and smiled.

"How about it?" Cang Ziyun hugged her big hand and tightened it more tightly, and her beautiful eyes turned to her beloved woman.

Originally, Yue Mengxin was a top student in the history department, and he was familiar with the allusions of past dynasties.

"First, invite Mo Baifeng's family, especially her family members, to make their contributions to the country of Dayuehua in the name of the queen, and what kind of wife can you order for her precious daughter?"

Yue Mengxin raised her tentative eyes, was happy, and then continued to say, "Why don't you give the current emperor a concubine or something? Aren't you safe?"

She is also trying Ziyun in her heart to see how he behaves later.

"You..." After saying that, Cang Zi deliberately pretended to be angry and pulled her little head against her red lips without mercy.

Then the tent slowly drooped.

"Purple Cloud! Don't make trouble, I'm talking about business," Yue Meng gasped and whispered to remind the purple clouds that were burning.

"Ha ha, I'm also busy with business. Let's talk about other things later," he said that his whole body covered the petite and beautiful Yue Mengxin.

The curtain sings and dances, and the bed board creaks rhythmically. He has always been reluctant to leave her body. He is as gentle as water, loves her like crazy, and makes her suck up his sweetness in the gentle countryside.

Yue Mengxin gently stroked his smooth body and muttered gently, "If you really don't like it, then make another prince a concubine, which is better than pretending to be someone else's hand and raising a tiger."

"Hmm!" Cang Ziyun is still working hard on her body.

"The day of the expedition, all the women of Mo Baifeng were brought to the harem. I will serve you well, and that Mo Baifeng dared not have any second heart. What do you think?" Yue Mengxin's small hand patted the purple cloud on the shoulder.

"Good! Listen to you!" The purple cloud's face turned red. Deal with it.

"If you are defeated, you can just kill the spirit of that old guy. This is killing two birds with one stone. Why not do it?" The moon dream reminds the purple clouds in full swing.

She looked at Ziyun silently. She was so gentle and took good care of herself. So is Yuehua's ultimate destination?

Yue Mengxin is also unpredictable. At this point, even if you close your breath and cultivate yourself, you can't get this little telepathy.

One month has passed.

There are frequent reports of battles ahead. Xia Hou Yurui of Yuanrong, a resounding magician, used his superb magic power to defeat 200,000 people led by Mo Ziyu, the son of Mo Baifeng.

It is not only a few miles back, but also a embarrasssment flight for dozens of miles. The corpse of Yuehua at the poor border is everywhere, mourning.

The front war report quickly spread to the front court. While the emperor knew it, Mo Baifeng was even more prepared to plead guilty.

Because Yuehua's army collapsed, Cang Ziyun immediately hurried to the court after learning about it, of course, he also went all the way with Yue Mengxin.

The purple cloud wears a crown and a dragon robe to sit firmly in the Golden Hall.

Looking up, the bright yellow dragon robe is dominated by dragon patterns, the front and back faces are full of dragons, and the front is mountain and stone treasures, which proves that the emperor of Yuehua enjoys the ninety-five respect and rules the great mountains and rivers of the big Yuehua country.

The copper wire pressed gold wire bypassed the bright silk edges, and the brocade walked towards the boots. What a majestic emperor.

Yue Mengxin was overjoyed, but she didn't know that Cang Ziyun had made an important decision here.

"H Long live the emperor!" The ministers bowed together.

"All the officials are flat!" The purple cloud came slowly.

"I know the situation of the war, and you can have a good strategy!" Cang Ziyun calmly asked about the good recipe for governing the country without waiting for the ministers, but his eyes focused on one person.

Cang Ziyun wants to serve as an order for the future road of Yue Mengxin.

Mo Baifeng looked at the emperor's eyes like a knife and trembling all over.

"Damn it, Emperor, please forgive me!" Mo Baifeng suddenly knelt down on the court.

"What's the crime of Aiqing?" Cang Ziyun asked knowingly.

"The minister was unfaithful and unfilial Mo Ziyu, and took the lead without authorization, so that he failed to form an army and was defeated. The old minister was willing to take the blame for the dog!"

"Love you, there is a good strategy!" The sharp eyes that have never been seen swept through the silent ministers and found that these ministers were all wise and protect themselves at this time, and there was no talent of loyal and good generals!

"I don't know if my concubine can report to the emperor?" The delicate voice came from behind the screen, and the ministers looked up one after another, and they were all shocked.

Yue Mengxin did not wear the queen's clothes, because she walked in a hurry and did not set off a hundred clothes. She only wore white clothes to the court. The ears of the clouds and temples were dyed like ink, and the willow eyebrows were thick, and her shoulders were cut like weeping willows, and the small lotus steps were even more beautiful.

The ministers looked at her wearing a white gauze, gently dancing sleeves, and a light purple gauze on her shoulders. The fragrant wind swept by, and the skirt floated like a fairy down to the earth. There was no wind and sun. The gauze ribbon was close to her body. Her delicate, delicate black long hair, draped over her shoulders, slightly charming and enchanting, towering bun. , showing a different style, the skin is like curd, crystal clear, the eyes are looking forward to shine, the cherry mouth is slightly open and gasping, suspected to be a fairy entering the mortal world.

The ministers were slightly stunned. They didn't expect that the high-ranking Cang Ziyun married such a beautiful woman, which was really a blessing for Yuehua.

"Heart!" Cang Ziyun turned to Mo Baifeng's fierceness just now and whispered, gentle and infinite.

Gan'er smiled and looked back at the three thousand Yuemengxin carefully and said, "My concubine is willing to share the worries for the emperor and lead the soldiers and horses to personally conquer the Yuanrong Kingdom. Is it OK for the emperor?"

Yue Mengxin tried to ask a purple cloud with a straight face.

In fact, Ziyun knows the skills and spells of Yue Mengxin. Now few people can beat him, but there are many dangers ahead, and he is a little reluctant and worried.

"Good! But I have something to announce!" Don't wait for Yue Mengxin to finish.

Cang Ziyun said to the court, "I am weak and sick, and I am willing to retire to the moon and China."

There was an uproar down! The ministers looked at each other one after another and didn't know what medicine was sold in the gourd on the holy today, followed by a whisper.

"Quiet!" The two words burst out by Cang Ziyun, and the court was immediately silent.

Cang Ziyun slowly got up and grabbed Yue Meng's weak and firm little hand.

"I will be in the heart of the queen's dream," Cang Ziyun's faint voice seems to have been thinking about it for a long time, or what does he know? The firm and powerful voice resounded over the court, lasting, and the lingering sound.