klisemfg Chapter 162 Heavy Snow in Tianjing City
Chapter 162 Heavy Snow in Tianjing City
Daqian Dynasty.
The ninety-fifth year of the Yuan calendar.
The twelfth lunar month, Lesser Cold.
Heavy snow, heavy snow covering the ground.
The snow fell to the ground and piled up several people high. The ordinary people in Daqian were immediately miserable.
More homeless people died tragically on the roadside.
Countless martial arts masters climbed high buildings and mountains to look up at the sky.
A rare heavy snowfall in a thousand years.
When something is out of the ordinary, there must be something evil going on!
It was also this year.
The old King Qian, who had not left the King Qian Palace for ten years, rushed to the Demon Refining Prison late at night, entered the seventh floor of the inner prison and talked with the garrison commander for a whole day and night.
Finally, he left with a serious expression.
As for the content of the conversation between the two, outsiders have no idea. All they know is that after the old King Qian returned to the court, he issued a series of decrees.
Finally, an order was issued.
On the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, the seven great military marquises must hand over their work and return to the court to report on their work.
Inside and outside Daqian, countless people were discussing this and speculating about what the old King Qian meant by this move.
Even Chu He and the Ninth Princess met several times, but unfortunately, neither of them could guess what the old King Qian meant.
But everyone knows it.
The Daqian Dynasty will be different!
The old house of the Chu family.
Several figures were busy sweeping the inner courtyard and the snow in front of the door, as if the New Year was about to begin, and they seemed not to be affected by the rumors outside at all.
"Xiao Ju, what do you think of the lively scene on the wedding day between the Patriarch and the Young Master..."
"Yeah..."
Everyone nodded and looked into the courtyard, where two figures were talking in low voices.
It was Chu He and Du Xueer who came down from Lingyuan Temple and returned to the Chu family.
That night, Chu He naturally rejected Du Xueer's "unreasonable" request.
But in Du Xueer's final plea, Chu He agreed to marry her, and the date was set.
December, Great Cold, this day.
It just so happened that that evening was Du Xueer’s 20th birthday.
On this day, the pure yin energy will explode and cause death.
Right now, it’s the day of the wedding.
Only three days left.
Since returning, Chu He plunged into the Sutra Library. In just three days, he read countless books and finally concluded that there was no solution for Du Xueer's extreme Yin body.
There is another method. Ancient immortals take action and use their extraordinary power to transform the pure yin energy.
But the immortal...
It has been extinct for 100,000 years.
After that, Chu He made some arrangements with Wang Yucheng and stayed in the old house with Du Xueer, slowly tidying up and renovating the house...
The relationship between the two quickly heated up, at least in the eyes of the Du family servants, their iron-blooded head of the family.
Now she is like a little girl, with a sweet smile of love on her face every day.
As for the arrest and detention of the people from Lingyuan Temple, the next day, Chu He's experience value soared to 1.2 million, which was an unprecedented harvest.
Unfortunately, Chu He couldn't feel happy when he saw it.
He was not even in the mood to take the rare treasures promised by the Monster Refining Bureau.
The practice of "Xuanming Xukong Sutra" was also put on hold for the time being. Anyway, the heavenly-level technique was there. Unless an immortal descended, who could snatch it away from the Demon Refining Division?
His cultivation only costs some experience points.
And what happened to the third prince.
Just as Chu He expected, the old King Qian issued an edict that day that the third prince had committed serious crimes and was demoted to a county lord. He was ordered to leave the capital and go to the desert to serve within ten days.
He became the first prince to be eliminated.
After all, the former crown prince only had his position as crown prince abolished, but the title of king remained.
As soon as this decree was issued, there was a sensation in Tianjing City, and countless people came out of their homes to celebrate.
When Concubine Lan, a dignified third-rank grandmaster, heard the news, she almost fainted from anger. What a rebellious son!
Finally, she went to King Qian to plead for mercy, but was severely criticized by the King Qian and almost thrown into the cold palace.
This concludes the matter.
"Young Master, you are distracted again..." Du Xueer had a ball of snow on her hand and threw it towards Chu He's face.
Suddenly, Chu He's face turned into a snowflake cat!
"It's my fault, Xue'er, please spare my life..." The slightly cool touch on his face instantly brought Chu He back to his senses, and he quickly raised his hands in surrender.
Although, he could melt the snow on his face with just a slight movement of his true energy.
"whee..."
The two played around for a while before returning to the courtyard to drink spiritual tea.
"Master, are you thinking about Xue'er again? You promised Xue'er that you would happily accompany her during her last few days!"
Seeing that Chu He was not in a good mood, Du Xueer nodded slightly and guessed why.
Chu He was slightly stunned.
"Xue'er, you..."
"Sir, don't worry, Xue'er is fine, she is doing fine." Du Xue'er smiled and stretched out her hand to catch a piece of falling snow. The slightly cool touch was so real.
She sighed secretly in her heart, how great would it be if it could last forever?
Although she looks tough on the outside, she is just a weak woman on the inside.
It's a matter of life and death, how can there be no problem?
"Haha, Xue'er is greedy after all..." Du Xue'er withdrew her thoughts and looked at Chu He with a bright smile.
This is the person she feels most sorry for.
"Young Master, tell me, after Xue'er leaves, will you forget her?" Du Xue'er gently snuggled in Chu He's arms.
"Little fool, what do you think?" Chu He smiled and tapped the forehead of the beauty in his arms.
But there was bitterness in his eyes that could not be concealed.
He is not a saint, so how could he forget the woman who danced in the snow, the woman who loved him like water and whose eyes were full of him.
To be honest, he is the one who feels the most sorry for her!
After a while.
Chu He didn't hear any response, but he could hear the sound of snoring.
The bitterness in Chu He's eyes grew even more intense.
According to ancient records, the closer a woman with a pure Yin body is to an explosion of her pure Yin energy, the more sleepy she will become.
In the end, while he was sleeping, pure yin energy exploded and his body exploded and he died.
Is this the last bit of kindness God has given them?
"Hey, damn it, are you playing tricks on fate? Sooner or later, I'm going to tear you apart!!!"
Chu He cursed inwardly.
At this moment, if he had the strength of an immortal, wouldn't this be something that could be solved with just a flick of his finger?
Why bother with all this?
After cursing for a while, Chu He waved his hand and signaled the maid to come over.
"Your master is tired, take her back to the bedroom to rest."
"Yes, sir." The two maids bowed slightly, then picked up Du Xueer and walked towards the bedroom.
They all had the eighth level of strength training, so picking up Du Xueer was as easy as picking up a feather.
"Uncle Zhou, you're here..." Chu He looked towards the corridor and saw a man striding towards him.
When Zhou Baichuan saw Chu He in front of him, a trace of memory flashed in his eyes and he sighed.
This is less than a year.
This brat's cultivation level actually caught up with him, not only that, it even far surpassed him.
If he had not risked his life to save me at Lingyuan Temple a few days ago, I would have become a pile of bones long ago.
However, when Zhou Baichuan thought of what Chu He had told him, his brows subconsciously furrowed.
A body with absolute yin cannot be cured by medicine!
Thinking of this, Zhou Baichuan stared at Chu He's face and said, "Boy, have you thought this through? She..."
Chu He chuckled and said, "Uncle Zhou, you were the one who set us up..."