Chapter 627: One person, one lamp, one long night

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read2();　　 On the deep winter night of the eighty-ninth year of the Great Xia calendar, the snow was sleet, and the strong cold wind from the northern permafrost was accompanied by a roar and roar like a beast. The streets and alleys of the world's most powerful city are raging back and forth, and the people of Shenjing City hiding in their homes can still hear the muffled thunder constantly resounding in the depths of the void.
　　 "The thunderstorm in winter is really abnormal. This blizzard has come too violently. It seems to release the snow accumulated in the good weather some time ago."
　　 There are a large number of practitioners in the God Capital. Standing at the window, they all uttered the same sigh. They are far more sensitive than ordinary people, so they can clearly perceive the heavenly power that permeates the void.
　　Sometimes, Emperor Prestige is equivalent to Tianwei, and in the Lingbo Hall of the White Emperor Palace, the rich and extremely rich Emperor Prestige almost completely ignited the burning candles in the palace, burning them into ashes in an instant.
It has been more than half an hour since the old lady returned to the inner hall, but Zhao Yu still knelt down and did not get up. He did not expect that just by kneeling on the ground, the old man could change his mind, because for someone who has lived for so long and is determined The leader of the times, once decided, it is difficult to change.
　　 Zhao Yu just hasn't figured out how to face it!
　　 Next to the young emperor, the smaller rouge figure knelt quietly. She did not speak, but silently accompanied her. Zhao Yu knelt for one day and she also kneeled for one day. As long as Zhao Yu kneeled, she would kneel for as long.
　　 In the inner hall of the Lingbo Hall, the rudimentary remains, there are no thousands of candles everywhere in the outer hall, only one unextinguishable lamp, emitting a leisurely light on the bedside.
After returning, the old lady did not fall asleep and rest as she said, but sat lightly against the head of the bed, with her body slightly to her side, with her dark and dim eyes, staring at the light in front of her, the orange light from the light. It spilled out, shining on the old and haggard face of the old lady, like a warm hand, gently stroking.
　　 "Xin Hong, go to the outer hall to see Yu'er, I want to stay alone for a while."
　　 A faint voice came out from the voice of the old lady, lingering in the entire inner hall, and then the middle-aged palace lady who had been waiting by her side responded with some worry:
　　 "Manny, if you have something to find a servant girl, just shake the bell next to the bed. The servant girl will come in every other incense to check."
　　 "Don't worry, Xin Hong, my own body knows that I will live before the Yuanri Festival, and I will die in the ninety years of the Great Xia calendar!"
　　 The old lady was not heavy when she said these words, but Xin Hong, the middle-aged palace lady, could no longer contain her tears, but she bit her lip firmly without making a sound. After kneeling and bowing, she gently withdrew from the hall.
　　 Then, in the entire inner hall of Lingbo Hall, only the leaning old lady and a lamp were left.
　　 In fact, the inner hall of Lingbo Hall has been in such a scene for decades, one person, one lamp and one long night!
The old lady turned her head back and stared at the flame that burned out of thin air without any kerosene. Although she had been completely deprived of her vision by the five decays of heaven and man, the old lady had already changed the appearance of this lamp and even the burning shape after so many years of company. She was all familiar with her, so she was pitch-black, her eyes covered with ink gradually reflected the appearance of a lamp.
　　 Then there was a trace of loneliness on the face of the old lady, and only before this lamp, she would have such a look, and said softly:
　　 "Holy, my concubine is dying."
As soon as the words came out, the unextinguishable lamp placed on the bedside suddenly shook violently, and the flame that kept pulsing up and down almost jumped directly out of the lamp, but all of this cannot be seen. Wu's old lady couldn't see it, and then her faint voice continued:
"Since turning the waist state back to the palace, the concubine has not tasted anything. A few days ago, I couldn't see it. The saint knew that the concubine was not afraid of anything in this life, but he was afraid of the dark. There are so many candles in the hall, and it has been a pain for Xin Hong. This girl is obviously a fire-attribute law practitioner, but she can only light up my old lady every day, and waste so many years of youth in vain."
　　 Facing the old lady talking to the lamp, her tone was no longer the free and easy and indifferent to see through life and death. Instead, she had a little girl's emotions and continued to speak:
"The catastrophe of the five decays of heaven and man will gradually deprive the five senses. After taste and vision, smell, hearing and touch will disappear. The whole soul will be locked in endless darkness, which is terrible, but Yuer is very mindful and very Powerful and exhausted, he pulled out a lock-element coffin from the seabed of the giant god, and even chopped off Bai Mingxiu's head. His concubines all know the hardship."
　　 said here, the old lady paused for a while, calmed down her rush, and continued to speak lightly:
　　 "But the concubine refused. Your concubine, you know that the concubine is afraid of the dark. Inside the lock yuan coffin, there is no eternal light from the concubine, and the concubine does not want to go."
　　 Then, the old lady sighed again, her faint voice continued to linger beside the beating flames:
　　 "Suoyuan coffin, such a divine thing, can be met but not sought. Daxia Deer is already a great blessing. The concubine, the old lady who has lived for so long, always leaves a way for the little girl in Rouge."
Time passed and gradually came to the middle of the night, but the wind and snow remained. At the end of the Yin time, the two alleys of Zizhu and Liuye in the middle of the Shenjing city seemed to have been arranged, and the lights were lit at the same time, and the lights came out through the window. , Illuminate the whole snowy night.
The officials of the various ministries of Daxia living in these two alleys have already received orders from the Baidi Palace. Because Emperor Fuyao returned to the palace, the dynasty continued to resume operations this morning, so under the heavy snow, the officials got out of the bed. After putting on his official uniform, he trot all the way into the carriage.
　　 Then two long dragons composed of horse-drawn carriages, connected end to end, drove out of the two alleys, drove through the Baiyu Avenue outside the Baidi Palace covered by white snow, and slowly entered the Meridian Gate.
　　 In the outer hall of the Lingbo Hall, a burly body slowly walked in from the outside, and came behind the young emperor who had been kneeling for the whole night. He also knelt down and spoke softly, and a magnetic, mellow voice came out:
　　 "Your Majesty, it's almost time, early morning will start."
　　 "Let them wait for a while, I will arrive later."
After 　　 the emperor finished, Liang Po took his order to resign, and then Zhao Yu slowly got up, picked up the rouge who had been kneeling for the night beside him, put it on the soft couch of the outer hall, and ordered the middle-aged lady to call someone to take care of it.
Finally, the young emperor straightened out his imperial robe, smoothed out some of the folds on it, and corrected the Emperor Tongtian crown he was wearing on his head, with a solemn expression, pushed open the gate of Lingbo Hall, and stepped into the snow. in.
　　 In addition to being a grandson, Zhao Yu is also a godless king of a powerful dynasty!