Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!One year after Cheng Xuan, Wei Yi came down.

On this day, the emperor ascended the throne, the emperor was magnificent, and forgive the world!

The first rain and the new emperor caused a sensation throughout the capital and beyond.

Looking forward to the new emperor ascending the throne and usher in the prosperity of the prosperous age.

At this time, in the backyard of Rong Wang's Mansion.

The clear rain slides down from the cascading tiles, strung like silver beads, and falls to the ground.

Jing Rong stood under the eaves, rain splashed on his clean robe, fainted circle after circle, like a landscape painting.

His eyes stared into the distance for a long time, looking at the direction of the palace.

I don't know how long it took, the clear rain slowed down, and the drizzle made the distant scene more and more blurred like a thick fog.

At this time, the new emperor should be approaching Jin Luan Temple!

Since the moment the royal palace struck the bell, he had been standing there for almost two hours.

Ji Yun walked quietly to his side and reached out his palm to catch a few drops of rain from the eaves.

The rain fell on the palm, revealing a coolness.

At the end of November, winter has already begun.

In two years, three winters have passed.

In the past two years, the inside of the royal family has been swayed by blood, and it has been bloodied by the struggle for power.

As the members of the dynasty changed, their ambitions expanded, and the violent winds in the palace swept through.

From Qi Zhen to the new emperor today, one generation at a time, I do not know whether today can make everything come to a successful end?

Ji Yunshu looked at the rain in his palm, and the drop of rain was like a beating fairy, light and cheerful.

a long time--

She asked him sideways, "Do you regret it?"

Jing Rong Jun Lang's face was very plain. He bent his beautiful eyes slightly and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "No regrets now.

Yes!

He has already made a decision.

Ji Yunshu understood what he meant.

I no longer ask.

Jing Rong held out his hand, and Zhao Jiyunshu was taking the palm of the rain, his fingers clasped.

The cold rain was caught in the palms of the two, slowly penetrating into each other's lines, and frantically flowing along the hot blood.

The two laughed at each other!

At this time, the direction of the palace also heard bells again.

The rain gradually stopped...

Inside the palace, a red carpet was spread outside the Jin Luang Hall.

The ministers knelt on both sides.

Welcome the new emperor!

Just a few days ago, after Commander Xiao finished reading the first emperor’s decree, Jing Rong, who was supposed to be a dragon robe, announced his abdication the next day and gave the throne to Dingbeihou’s only grandson Jing Cheng.

A child as young as eight years old!

The vein of Dingbei is also a family of royal family, and there is only one person of Jing Cheng who is eight years old in this vein.

When Jing Rong made such a decision, the ministers of North Korea and China seemed to be not surprised, because after so much, everyone knew that Jing Rong was like a flying bird, and it did not belong to the cold place of the Royal Palace. What he wants is the vast sky outside.

What is needed is Heji Yunshu's free passage.

Eight-year-old Jing Cheng wore a dragon robe, and he seemed to be unaccustomed to it all. His eyes were more or less timid and nervous.

Shang Zhuo, who was already a Taifu, took his hand all the way from Shenzhao Gate to the outside of Luan Temple.

When he stepped into the red carpet, Jing Cheng looked around, but he dared not go any further, staying in place and looking at the Manchu civil and military officials.

Shangzhuo lowered his eyes softly: "Emperor?"

Jing Cheng is indifferent and looks like a stage fright.

Shangzhuo said, "Don't be afraid of the emperor, Weichen is holding you."

The voice is gentle and ready!

The little emperor was still reluctant to go, but took a small step back.

The ministers looked up and looked at each other.

Shangzhuo couldn't help but crouched down and said, "Emperor, Weichen holds you, okay?"

Jing Cheng's big eyes rolled around, and after thinking about it, he nodded.

Shang Zhuo picked him up and went to the Jin Luan Temple.

The little prince entered the hall and sat on the dragon chair taller than others.

The new emperor ascended the throne!

Manchu civil and military officials bowed down: "Long live the emperor, long live, long live."

The sound resounded throughout the palace.

Ripple for a long time!

This year is the first year of Dehao.

A few days later, Fang Jinsi.

Several eunuchs hurried to the door.

Upon seeing Grandma Jiang, she quickly came up and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Instructed to take the girl Ji Er to a place."

"This……"

Ji Wanxin seems to have guessed that since the day Wei Yi came down, she has been waiting for someone to meet herself.

Now, I finally waited.

She said to the eunuchs, "Can you wait for me to burn incense?"

"I'm afraid..." embarrassed.

"I won't run."

The eunuch thought for a while: "Well, it's time for Yixiang."

"Thanks a few fathers."

She returned to the house and changed her clothes.

All in one!

This is... a white mourning dress!

The eunuchs were surprised, but in order not to delay the time, they took her away without asking.

This way, I went to a relatively clean place in the palace.

It was an unpopular yard.

Like the cold palace.

It is also like a prison.

"Go in." The eunuch pushed the door open.

Ji Wanxin stepped in and smelled the aroma of tea from the room.

After getting started, standing in front of her was a cloth-woven screen embroidered with Phoenix.

I could vaguely see a person sitting on the floor over the screen.

She paused for a while, then bypassed the screen in front of her and walked in!

At this time, Ji Yunshu sat cross-legged on the mat, holding a delicate teapot, and was making tea leisurely.

She knew someone was coming in, but she didn't look at Ji Wanxin.

He opened his lips and said, "Sit down."

The sound is very soft.

Can't hear any emotions.

Ji Wanxin also sat down opposite her obediently.

Ji Yunshu raised his eyes, only to see her wearing a body of vegan, and chuckled.

But he said nothing.

Just poured two cups of tea, pushed one of them to her, and said, "Taste it, it's your favorite tea. This tea was also brought from Jinjiang."

Ji Wanxin hesitated for a moment, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, then took a cup of tea and took a sip.

Praises: "Your tea making skills are getting better and better."

Ji Yunshu said, "Oh? Really? It's still the same as before."

"Everyone is making progress, how can it be the same as before?"

"If the heart is not greedy, it will always be the same."

Ji Wanxin listened to her say, pale lips smiled, said: "I really hope that we are still in Jinjiang's home."

"Everything can't go back, can it?"

"Yeah! I can't go back." Ji Wanxin said in a deep voice.

Ji Yunshu didn't speak anymore and continued to concentrate on making tea.

a long time--

Ji Wanxin couldn't help it: "Don't you want to say anything?"

She didn't speak.

"Don't you want to know that when Wei Er's elder died, there would be dove feathers hidden in your house?"

She still didn't speak.

Ji Wanxin clenched his hands and told her: "It's me, I accidentally told him the poisonous dove bird feathers, he thought of poisoning! And I put the dove bird feathers in your house. You and Ji Pei What I said under the plum tree was indeed what I told my dad." Said one by one.