Now that he has passed the inspection, Hu Xiaotian has no reason not to go to the Ethereal Mountain for a walk, otherwise he will not be frightened in vain Murong Zhan always had a dead face, Hu Xiaotian unconsciously resented him, and always felt that what Murong Zhan did today was not just as simple as being selfless.
Long Xiyue had already offered to let him wait at the foot of the mountain, but Murong Zhan was still unrelenting, if he said that he had no plan, no fool would believe it.
What kind of camp is this person, and why is he targeting himself everywhere today There are a few people in the palace who know that they are not purified, Quan De'an, Bao Bao, Long Xiyue, Li Yuncong, as for Qiqi, after all, she is a little girl, and she has not understood the affairs of men and women, maybe she really thought that she had a snake hidden in her crotch.
Li Yuncong wants to use himself to investigate the secrets of the Ethereal Mountain, he should not betray himself, it is even more impossible for Bao Bao and Long Xiyue to secretly promise him, the biggest possibility is concentrated on Quan De'an and Qiqi, the former should be more suspicious, is there a collusion between Quan De'an and Murong Zhan, but Quan De'an doesn't seem to have much effect on poking this matter out now, with Quan De'an's old scheming, this is not like his style of doing things.
The more Hu Xiaotian thought about it, the more strange it became, but he obviously couldn't find the answer for a while.
The only way to reach the ethereal summit is through the gondola.
Hu Xiaotian and Princess Anping walked into the hanging basket, and Murong Zhan did not go up with them, but locked the iron door of the hanging basket from the outside.
They are extremely guarded, taking into account almost every step of the way, and trying to be foolproof.
At the foot of the mountain, a guard waved a lantern upwards as a signal, and after the mountain got the signal, the noose was activated and the gondola was slowly lifted into the air.
This kind of hanging basket is completely stirred by manpower, and it must not be compared with the cable car elevator in modern society, and the speed of rise is extremely slow.
Princess Anping watched them rise into the air little by little.
Fang suddenly felt a little frightened in her heart, and reached out to grab Hu Xiaotian's arm.
Hu Xiaotian said in a low voice: "If there is anything, go back and talk about it."
He was worried that someone was eavesdropping on them, and even though it was just the two of them in the air, he remained alert, since he came to the Ethereal Mountain.
There is an indescribable weirdness everywhere.
This oppressive feeling is breathless.
Long Xiyue nodded, grabbed Hu Xiaotian's arm with her slender hand, and looked down with her beautiful eyes, but saw that the lights below were gradually weakening.
Looking into the distance, the entire Yao Chi was at their feet, and the lights of the palace in the distance were lit up like fireflies.
She couldn't help but think of the night when she was trapped in the hollow valley with Hu Xiaotian, countless fireflies lingered and fluttered around them, and the beautiful and romantic scene made her unforgettable.
The sky was as black as ink.
The night before the New Year's Chinese New Year's Eve was a rare silence and calm, and the night breeze blew from all sides into these airy openwork hanging baskets, and the cold wind penetrated into the collars and cuffs of their coats.
Long Xiyue felt a little chill, and couldn't help but get closer to Hu Xiaotian's side.
Hu Xiaotian stood there quietly, grasping the iron fence of the hanging basket with one hand, his eyes looked down, Murong Zhan's figure was blurred, but he always felt that Murong Zhan's gray eyes were looking at him.
Keep an eye on their every move.
Overlooking the Yao Pond at your feet, a milky white mist rises from the surface of the lake.
The surface of the water has many layers of mist, and with the night breeze constantly changing shades, everything in front of you seems illusory and unreal, like walking into a psychedelic dream.
A brilliant firework suddenly bloomed in the distant sky, accompanied by a muffled sound, waking up the silent night.
But the splendor of the fireworks was extremely short-lived, and soon disappeared into the night.
Long Xiyue stared blankly at the sky in the distance and muttered, "The fireworks are so beautiful, but they are so short" Hu Xiaotian laughed: "Fireworks are beautiful at midnight." ” Long Xiyue's beautiful eyes shone with a brilliance like stars, but they quickly dimmed again.
Hu Xiaotian was about to speak.
The hanging basket shook a little, and Long Xiyue was so frightened that he grabbed his arm, but they had already reached the peak.
Two guards wearing bronze masks walked over, Long Xiyue handed over the customs clearance documents through the iron cage, and the other party looked at it carefully through the light, and after being sure that it was correct, he took out the key and opened the door lock.
The levels of this layer are so tight, it is really difficult for ordinary people to enter the Ethereal Peak.
Hu Xiaotian looked around, trying to remember the surrounding environment, the two guards saluted Long Xiyue and said, "Offended" and then the two of them blindfolded Hu Xiaotian and Long Xiyue with black cloths respectively.
Hu Xiaotian sighed secretly, it seems that Murong Zhan has counted all possible flaws, beware of outsiders coming to save him, the old emperor is only afraid that it will be difficult to fly.
Long Xiyue put her hand on Hu Xiaotian's shoulder, they walked towards Lingxiao Palace under the guidance of two guards, Hu Xiaotian's eyes were blinded by black cloth, and he could only use his ear to hear the surrounding environment as much as possible, and when he heard the sound of water, he should have walked to the vicinity of Lingxiao Pond, and heard the rustle of the wind blowing the grass and trees, and from the movement of the sound, he could vaguely distinguish the height of the trees, and the road under his feet was zigzag and stretched, and after walking more than a hundred steps, he finally arrived at his destination.
During this time, Hu Xiaotian vaguely smelled the smell of incense and candles, which should have passed by ancestral halls and temples and other buildings.
Someone untied the black cloth that was blindfolded for them, and Hu Xiaotian found that they were already in a dimly lit palace room.
An old eunuch with a hunched back came to Long Xiyue tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice: "Old slave Wang Qianjian Princess Her Royal Highness" This old eunuch has been serving the emperor closely, and now Long Xuanen is under house arrest in the Ethereal Mountain, he took the initiative to follow, and still serves the left and right, which can be described as loyal.
Long Xiyue was also very familiar with him, and when she saw Wang Qian aging so much, she couldn't help but feel stunned for a while, and said softly: "Princess, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you okay?"
Wang Qian said: "Thanks to Her Royal Highness the Princess, the old slave's body is still quite tough, Your Majesty is waiting for the princess" Although Long Xuanen is no longer the son of Dakang, Wang Qian still habitually calls him His Majesty, anyway, in the current situation, no one cares about him, let him be called whatever he wants.
Long Xiyue nodded, turned to Hu Xiaotian and said, "Little mustache, you wait for me here, I went to see my father." ” Hu Xiaotian said: "The princess can go with confidence" Long Xiyue followed Wang Qian into the inner hall, the closer she got to seeing the father and daughter, the more nervous her heart became, and when she was about to enter the threshold, she turned around and glanced at Hu Xiaotian, Hu Xiaotian smiled at her, and encouraged her with her eyes.
Long Xiyue took a deep breath, calmed down her emotions, and then walked into the inner hall.
Under the candlelight, the Emperor Long Xuanen sat quietly on the dragon chair, which had accompanied him for forty-one years, and after being seized the throne by his eldest son Long Yelin, this was the only memorial he left.
The dragon chair is still there, but the person sitting on the dragon chair is no longer the prestige of the past, the emperor is just a symbol, most of the year's imprisonment career has made Long Xuanen completely understand his position, he is a prisoner, his son's prisoner, the reason why he let him linger in the Ethereal Mountain Lingxiao Palace, is nothing more than to block the mouth of Youyou, to cover up the fact that he is plotting to usurp the throne.
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Although Dakang's country is still surnamed Long, the throne has changed hands.
Looking at his beautiful daughter, Long Xuanen's eyes did not reveal any love and warmth, his eyes were blank, his expression was dull and numb, as if he was a shell that had been withdrawn from life.
Long Xiyue looked at his father who was on the throne of the dragon, since he abdicated, it was the first time he had seen it, the father in front of him had lost the arrogance of looking down on the world in the past, decadent and depressed, no longer the lord of a country that ruled the world, just an old man who was about to die.
This time has changed dramatically, and the only thing that hasn't changed is the distance between them, which is still so far away and so strange.
Long Xiyue stopped moving forward, stood in the main hall, and quietly looked up at her father, which was the angle she was most familiar with: "The child sees his father" Long Xuanen narrowed his eyes, trying to see his daughter's appearance clearly, but his eyesight could no longer fulfill his simple wish, and only a shadowy silhouette was seen in his field of vision: "Xiyue" His voice seemed to be a little uncertain.
Long Xiyue said: "Father, it's me" In her past palace career, her impression of her father has always been vague, and she always remembers that her father's image is the worship of hundreds of officials, high up, but she can't remember her father's clear face, and when she came to her father, she realized that her father had always been so strange in her heart.
Long Xuanen nodded, beckoned to her and said, "Come closer, let me" The words stopped abruptly, Long Xuanen suddenly realized that everything had long been in the past, and now only one person in Dakang has the power to claim to be like this.
"Let the Father Take a Good Look at You" It was the first time that Long Xiyue heard her father speak to her in such a tone, she pursed her lips, walked over slowly, came to her father's side and squatted down.
Long Xuanen stretched out his hand, and his skinny hand slowly fell on his daughter's white and delicate face.
Long Xiyue felt that her father's palm was extremely rough, this was by no means a pair of pampered palms.
Long Xuanen nodded slowly and said, "Grown up, my daughter has grown up."
With his eyes closed, he couldn't remember his daughter when she was a child. has always been by her side, but she completely missed her childhood, and similarly, Long Xuanen does not have much memory of this daughter.
Long Xiyue said: "My daughter came here this time to pay New Year's greetings to her father, and secondly, I want to tell you that after the New Year, my daughter will go to Dayong." ” Long Xuanen's gaze suddenly became sharp, and in this moment, it seemed that he had returned to the monarch who dominated the world in the past, and he said in a low voice: "That traitor actually sent you to Dayong and Qin."
Long Xiyue didn't speak, her silence was tantamount to acknowledgment.
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