The autumn wind began to cool. Three days later, it started to rain heavily in the north of Daxia, which rarely rained throughout the summer. The troops of Northern Mongolia and Daxia stopped and were difficult to march.

The war, at this critical moment, had a brief stop. The capitals of the army watched the rain and remained silent.

When Ning Chen saw the heavy rain, he had not left the underworld for three days. Looking at the arrows in his hand, hesitation kept flashing in his eyes.

The rain fell for two days, and after two days, the rain gradually became weaker. In Beimeng Daying, Fan Lingyue left the camp for the first time, sat in a wheelchair, and looked at the sky outside. Her eyes, which were once beautiful and bright, have now faded eight to nine points of light, and are extremely dim.

The sound of a gentle cough sounded, and the blood fell down, flowing along the rain on the ground to the distance. In the tent, the Pure Karma Taichu kept crying, as if it felt the end of the master.

The nineteen personal guards stood aside, without saying a word, quietly guarding their military advisors.

At some point, the rain had stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated. Fan Lingyue raised her head and said softly, "Get out of the camp, set off."

"yes"

The nineteen personal guards all bowed respectfully and went down to pass the order.

The night fell, and in the underworld, Ning Chen saw the stopped rain, and was silent for a long time. He put away the amnesty arrow and left in the ghost sedan chair.

The remaining 70,000 troops of the Barbarian Dynasty, the Daxia Imperial Army, and 18,000 light cavalrymen, rushed south quickly.

The light cavalry accelerated the marching and tried their best to restrain the Northern Mongolian Army before heading to the Northern Mongolian Army.

The Daxia imperial guards traveled day and night, rushing towards a city in the distance.

This is the last barrier before the Daxia Imperial City and will be the final place for the final battle.

In the Northern Meng Palace, the festive atmosphere can be felt everywhere. The emperor's acceptance of the queen is a major event for the entire Northern Meng Palace.

After the Donglin Wang family entered Northern Mongolia, it quickly took root and with the support of the royal family, it quickly became a strong competitor to the eleventh largest family.

The Wang family has no roots in Beimeng, so they must choose to cooperate with the Royal Ming family. The two are mutually beneficial, and it is also a good way to suppress the other major families.

Su Feiyan entered the palace to become the queen, and it was unchangeable. Fan Lingyue promoted this matter with one hand, and his attitude became stronger day by day, and even Mingyue could not do anything about it.

At Tianmen Pass, Yang Hong, who had been guarding this place for the first time, left at Beimeng Camp and took Fan Lingyue away.

In the evening, a letter was delivered to the camp of King Haowu. After Xia Ziyi waited for Ning Chen, he handed over the letter and did not ask much.

After reading the letter in his hand, Ning Chen said nothing and went north in the ghost sedan chair.

In the Beimeng Palace, in the brightly lit palace, Mingyue sat in front of the mirror platform, and all the palace maids and eunuchs in the hall were sent away.

Fan Lingyue stood behind Mingyue, with a gentle face on her beautiful face, carefully dressing up Mingyue.

The figures in the mirror are big and small, just as beautiful and peaceful.

The beautiful side is always revealed in front of the most important person. Fan Lingyue is no longer the world's No. 1 Northern Mongolian military advisor, but an elder sister who dresses up her sister.

After the bright moon was taken over, it was very meaningful for Fan Lingyue. The little girl who was raised by one hand finally came to get married.

"Sister Lingyue, do you think the bad guys will come?" Mingyue asked softly.

"Sure," Fan Lingyue smiled gently and said.

Mingyue smiled happily on her face, and her sister said that he would come, and he would definitely come.

After dressing up, Fan Lingyue put on a dragon robe and a crown on Mingyue. The beautiful little girl who had just now immediately looked like an emperor.

The two of them walked out of the back hall hand in hand and walked towards the front hall.

In the hall, all the important officials from Beimeng arrived, and the heads of the top ten aristocratic families were all sitting respectfully in the hall at this moment, not daring to be rude at all.

Everyone present knew that she was back, the military advisor of Beimeng, was back.

Fan Lingyue's status and prestige in the Northern Meng Court have long surpassed all emperors from ancient times to the present. The emperors have powerful ministers, treacherous ministers, and jesters. However, during the eight years when Fan Lingyue was in power, all the ministers crawled, and no one dared to usurp.

The almost deified Northern Meng Military Advisor relied on his existence to shock the entire Northern Meng royal court, causing everyone to suppress their evil thoughts.

The moment when Lingyue appeared with the bright moon, everyone's bodies unconsciously kept sitting more standard.

On the other side, Su Feiyan, dressed in a red dress, was also supported by the palace maids and walked towards the hall, with a red veil covering her head, covering her beautiful face.

Fan Lingyue nodded with satisfaction, and then walked towards one of the two positions that had been empty in the hall.

The emperor accepted the emperor's etiquette, and Mingyue did not like trouble and firmly protested. The old Shangshu Ling, who was responsible for the big and small things in the court, had no choice but to remove most of the complicated etiquettes and leave only the most important part.

The guests came, the emperor and the empress were in their seats, and the ceremony was about to begin, but the person Mingyue was waiting for had not arrived yet, the little girl was a little anxious. She looked at Fan Lingyue on the seat and showed an inquiry on her face.

Fan Lingyue smiled and signaled not to worry.

At this moment, a ghost sedan chair rushed over in the palace. Before the patrol guard could react, he was shaken away by the sword intent coming from the sedan chair.

Before the ghost sedan chair arrived at the hall, Ning Chen walked out, waved his hand and put away the ghost sedan chair, and walked directly in.

Everyone present was stunned. After a brief loss of consciousness, they immediately realized who the person was.

At this time, unlike in the past, the portrait of Daxia Zhiming Hou had already spread throughout the Northern Meng Palace. In addition, there were very few people who could enter the Northern Meng Palace in the world. After thinking about it, it was not difficult to guess.

After Mingyue saw Ning Chen coming, her little face, which was still anxious, immediately laughed happily. If it weren't for the fact that so many people could not be too casual, she would have pounced over long ago.

"sit"

Fan Lingyue glanced at the location beside her and said calmly.

Ning Chen did not refuse, walked forward and sat on it.

Many of the ministers were dissatisfied, but none of them dared to object.

Only the old Shangshu Ling nodded to Ning Chen with a smile, saying hello.

Ning Chen also nodded and replied that he had seen this old man. The last time he kidnapped Xiao Mingyue, this old man was the most angry.

Under the red veil, Su Feiyan felt Ning Chen's breath, and her slender hands were clenched and turned white. Just when she couldn't help it, she heard a biting cold snorting sound. She was shocked and immediately put away the murderous intent on her body and forced her to endure the hatred.

Fan Lingyue then withdrew her cold gaze, glanced at Ning Chen beside her, and said calmly, "I'll talk about everything tonight."

Ning Chen nodded, and he also noticed who the woman was under the red veil. However, today is Mingyue’s wedding day, and everything must be handled later.

At the beginning of the etiquette, Mingyue and Su Feiyan had to toast the elders. Originally, the first glass of wine was toast the father and mother. However, when Mingyue was born, the old emperor and the queen had died, so this glass of wine could only be toasted to other elders.

There are many royal relatives, and many of them have extremely high seniority. However, Mingyue's first glass of wine was toasted to Fan Lingyue.

The elder sister is like a mother. In Mingyue's eyes, Fan Lingyue is both the elder sister and the mother, so this glass of wine is natural.

None of the ministers present said anything, and even the royal elders remained silent. They did not dare to accept His Majesty's first glass of wine. Only Fan Lingyue could bear it in this world.

Fan Lingyue took the wine and drank it all. The gentleness in her eyes could not be dissolved at this moment. From today on, even if the little girl grew up, she could finally leave with confidence.

In the second glass of wine, Mingyue still did not toast the several Zong elders of the royal family, but walked to Ning Chen and handed the wine glass over.

The old Shangshu Ling was shocked and was about to speak, but was stopped.

Fan Lingyue shook her head gently, the meaning was obvious, let her go.

Ning Chen didn't care what others thought. After taking the wine, he subconsciously just reached out to rub the little girl's head, but found that Mingyue had a crown on her head again.

Ning Chen smiled softly, and he almost forgot that Xiao Mingyue is now the emperor again.

Drinking wine in your mouth is a bit spicy, bitter, and mellow. It has a mixed flavor, making people unable to tell whether it is bitter or sweet.

In the third glass of wine, Mingyue gave the old Shangshu Ling. The old man who has always been against her has become older and older in the past two years.

The old Shangshu Ling's eyes suddenly became wet, and he took the wine glass tremblingly, and said a few words in his mouth, OK.

After so many years of hardship and fatigue, it is worth it to have this glass of wine.

Ning Chen looked at the old Shangshu Ling and sighed softly in his heart. With such a minister, Mingyue’s future path should be much easier.

The next drink was finally the turn of several sect elders from the royal family, and then the clan relatives. Mingyue toasted significantly faster, one cup after another, and soon finished the formalities.

After most of the time, the emperor's wedding was over. The ministers left one after another, and Su Feiyan was taken to the bedroom. Soon, only Ning Chen, Fan Lingyue and Mingyue were left in the entire front hall.

Mingyue could no longer hold it back and hugged it up. Ning Chen chuckled and patted the little girl on the back, saying, "Mingyue has grown into a big girl, and she has her own queen."

"You laugh at me too." Mingyue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said dissatisfiedly.

"Ha" Ning Chen gently pushed the little girl away and smiled, "Does the jade pendant I gave you still keep?"

"Yeah" Mingyue took it out of her neck and she kept wearing it.

The jade pendant is half-curved in the shape of a moon, which is given to Changsun and is also something that Ning Chen values ​​the most. Later, it was transferred to Mingyue.

Looking at the jade pendant, Ning Chen bit his finger and his body circulated. A drop of red blood dripped on it and instantly sank into the jade pendant.

"Wear it well," Ning Chen said softly.

"Yeah" Mingyue nodded obediently and responded.

Next to it, Fan Lingyue looked at Ning Chen's fingers, and the black blood appeared and there was no trace of red.

The two of them stayed with Xiao Mingyue for a while, but after all, it was still time to not leave.

Ning Chen wants to return to the underworld, and even Lingyue can no longer suppress the outbreak of the disease.

Amid Xiao Mingyue's tears, the two of them left with a tacit understanding and cruelty. As soon as they left the palace, Fan Lingyue staggered, vomited blood, and blood stained her blue clothes.

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