Empress, your husband is invincible

"What is this all about?"

Frowning and sorting those rice papers into a pile, Ling Xuejian suddenly came to his senses.

Dazed for a moment, Ling Xuejian was stunned when he looked at the rice paper again carefully.

On the two sheets of rice paper spread out in front of her, the one on the left is roughly depicting a map of Daling territory.

And the one on the right has five big characters——Healing the country is like treating people!

"..."

"If I win the contest, you must remember to allow me to participate in political affairs."

Ye Cheng's previous words suddenly came to mind inadvertently.

Ling Xuejian knelt down on the bed slowly, with an extremely strange expression on his face.

That guy Ye Cheng, it turned out he wasn't just fooling around...

Instead, she really came up with a set of corresponding plans and policies to prepare for her to take care of state affairs!

Closing his eyes, Ling Xuejian pondered for a moment, then stood up suddenly.

After restoring the rice paper arranged on the table to its original shape, Ling Xuejian walked straight out of Tingfeng Hall.

After returning to Huangqi Palace, Ling Xuejian pulled out a veil, put it on, and went straight out of the palace alone.

On the east side of the imperial city, apart from the half-abandoned academy, there is actually an exceptionally tall platform.

On the high platform is a lonely courtyard.

And this courtyard, which would not attract attention if it were not a lonely high platform, is the place responsible for observing and adjusting the planting season of the entire Daling folk, and observing the stars for the Daling imperial family-Qin Tianjian.

"Squeak..."

Just as Ling Xuejian climbed onto the high platform alone, the gate of Qin Tianjian's courtyard was suddenly opened by a little Taoist boy.

Poking his head out from the courtyard gate, the tiger-headed Xiaodaotong saluted Ling Xuejian seriously.

"Your Majesty, my master is waiting for you in the apse."

Ling Xuejian nodded and followed him straight into the Qin Tianjian.

But as soon as he followed Xiaodaotong into the back hall and saw clearly the person sitting on the futon, Ling Xuejian's face froze slightly.

No one would have imagined that Qin Tianjian, who is extremely mysterious in front of the world, and extremely unfamiliar among civil and military officials, looks like a child of seven or eight years old!

"Tianshi Yuan, who is this?"

After being stunned for a long time, Ling Xuejian made a sound in surprise.

"The last time I saw you, weren't you only seventeen or eighteen years old? How could..."

Yuan Tianshi, who looked like a child, got up with a smile, bowed to Ling Xuejian, and interrupted her words.

"Your Majesty wants to say, how can the old Taoist age so quickly, isn't it?"

"You once mentioned to me that you are a stranger.

When I was born, I had the appearance of a 80-[-]-year-old man, but as I got older, my appearance was different from ordinary people, and the older I grew, the younger I became..."

Ling Xuejian lowered her eyes, with a sad look on her face:

"So, your deadline is really these two years?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Didn't you already receive the person mentioned by Pindao in the palace?"

Yuan Tianshi smiled and shook his whisk.

"Pindao is still the same sentence. You have to trust him more than you trust the banker.

With his assistance, Daling will be reborn in your hands.

Moreover, you will create a huge and powerful empire that has never been seen before. "

Hearing this, Ling Xuejian was silent for a moment, then raised his head, staring directly at Tianshi Yuan with piercing eyes:
"Really, will it be so?"

"The celestial phenomenon is like this. Pindao just showed the celestial phenomenon and finished the book to His Majesty. That's all."

Ling Xuejian pursed her lips: "Then does the celestial phenomenon you see show that, that person...will he know martial arts?"

Yuan Tianshi smiled but did not answer.

Ling Xuejian waited for a while, seeing that Yuan Tianshi didn't mean to explain, she got up from the futon.

Watching Ling Xuejian turn around to leave, and inadvertently seeing the phoenix-shaped bead hairpin on her bun, Yuan Tianshi's eyes suddenly shrank.

After a long time, seeing that Ling Xuejian was about to step out of the apse, Yuan Tianshi finally couldn't help but sighed and said:

"Your Majesty, don't forget the taboo that Pindao once mentioned!"

Ling Xuejian paused slightly, nodded without looking back, and went straight out of the hall.

"Master, I think His Majesty seems to be a little more inexplicably sad than before?"

Looking at the direction of Ling Xuejian's disappearing back, Xiao Daotong suddenly scratched his head.

Yuan Tianshi glanced at him, couldn't help sighing and shaking his head.

……

Mountain, a very high mountain.

It towers into the sky, and its whole body is covered with a layer of pure white frost.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a pure white glass-shaped valley.

There is a stream with a clear bottom, flowing slowly in the middle of the valley.

If it wasn't for being firmly pressed against him by the snow mountain, Ye Cheng almost wanted to jump into the stream and have a drink.

There is no way, he is really thirsty, his throat feels as if it has been rubbed by countless gravel, and every pore on his body is trying to expand to the maximum all the time, desperately trying to catch the thin water vapor in the air...

Besides being thirsty, Ye Cheng also felt that his whole body was sore and numb.

But no matter how uncomfortable it was, he couldn't even move a finger!

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up.

Flying snow was everywhere, and the dark clouds roared wildly in the midair like a coiling snake.

The scenery of the surrounding fields changed suddenly, and even the originally gurgling clear stream turned into a dazzling blood red at some point.

And the snow mountain that had been pressing on Ye Cheng's body also began to melt gradually.

The blood that melted and flowed down was like fresh blood, bright red and eye-catching, with a pungent fishy smell that made people sick.

But even so, Ye Cheng, who was extremely thirsty, still wanted to subconsciously open his mouth and drink some blood to quench his thirst.

After all, at this moment, he is like a sandy land that has been cracked and dried up for thousands of years, and his yearning for water is extremely longing.

Even though he clearly knew that the blood might be highly poisonous...

But just when the first stream of blood was about to flow into Ye Cheng's mouth, Ye Cheng froze suddenly.

The giant snake transformed from the roaring cloud on the snow mountain was pierced by a sharp sword and nailed to the ground in front of him fiercely!
"boom!"

Before Ye Cheng could react, the melted blood on the snow mountain instantly turned into countless blood snakes, rushing ferociously towards the giant sword, but was shattered by the strong sword energy on the giant sword in an instant...

Strange to say, those sword qi, although they looked extremely cold, had no effect on Ye Cheng who was close at hand.

On the contrary, it was like the spring breeze thawing, sending waves of extremely comfortable breath to Ye Cheng's limbs and bones...

"boom!"

"boom!"

Ye Cheng had just recovered from the strangeness brought about by the first giant sword, but he was suddenly surprised to find that with the sound of spring thunder, a total of seventeen giant swords pierced heavily into the snow mountain on his body one after another!
As the giant swords pierced into the snow-capped mountains one after another, waves of indescribable sensations turned into warm currents poured into Ye Cheng's limbs and bones from the [-] pores all over his body...

As those warm currents spiraled into a small snow mountain at Niwan Palace, Ye Cheng's eyes gradually became clearer.

Slowly reaching out his hand from the disintegrating mountain, Ye Cheng's face was calm, and he held the huge sword that was close at hand...