In June, in Jin State, flowers bloomed and full of vitality, and a festive atmosphere spread throughout Jin State, because one month ago, Shufei, who had been pregnant for more than 30 years, finally gave birth smoothly, and she was a prince with an unparalleled reputation. The news came out that the whole country celebrated. At this critical moment of Jin State, Ning Caichen had not returned to war, and the birth of the first prince of Jin State was undoubtedly inspiring. After all, Ning Caichen had never had any descendants. Now the birth of the prince not only shows that Ning Caichen has successors, but also means that the entire Jin State has successors.

The most important thing is that when the prince was born, he was born with a strange phenomenon. The purple air came from the east over the capital, and the auspicious clouds were endless. The entire capital was covered with auspiciousness. Such auspicious scene made the hearts of the Jin people even more excited. Many people believe that the prince is born and the saint is born, and the auspiciousness comes from the sky. The entire Jin Kingdom will usher in prosperity.

Under such circumstances, the depressed atmosphere of the entire Jin State was greatly reduced due to the imperial clan and the forbidden land, and it added a bit of festiveness. Of course, not the entire Jin State was full of festiveness.

In the capital, in the imperial garden, Xue Ji was wearing white clothes and standing by the lake. On her beautiful face, she looked at the lake in front of her without blinking, staring at the lake in front of her, but there was a kind of sadness, as if she was kissing in a kind of sadness. Next to her, a half-year-old child was holding Xue Ji's left hand. The child looked about one and a half years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a pretty face with pink face, looking delicate like a porcelain doll. Her pink and tender little hands held Xue Ji's left hand, and her big, smart and dark eyes looked at Xue Ji who was ecstatic without blinking. Her big eyes showed a puzzled look, which was indescribable and charming.

"Sister!" At this time, a voice came from behind. Meier was wearing pink outfit and walked from behind, called Xue Ji, and then opened her arms to the child next to Xue Ji: "Come on, Wushuang, hug."

The child is nothing else, it is Ning Wushuang, the child that Xue Ji gave birth to. This child is a bit strange. It was incredible when Xue Ji was pregnant for more than 30 years. Now she is less than a month old, but she has grown into a half-year-old child. She looks like she is not younger than those two-year-old children, and she can walk or run. The only thing she doesn't know is that she hasn't seen Ning Wushuang speak. Everyone can only attribute the various unusual behaviors that Ning Wushuang shows to be caused by Ning Caichen and Xue Ji's bloodlines, and didn't think much about it.

However, although Ning Wushuang acted differently than ordinary people and had not spoken, she had always acted very well-behaved and sensible. She had never cried once since she was born, and she was also very likable. When she saw Mei'er spread her hands, Wushuang first looked at her mother Xue Ji, then let go of Xue Ji'er's hands and let Mei'er pick her up.

Xue Xue Ji also came back to her senses slightly and turned her head to see her sister, but she didn't say anything. She just glanced at Mei'er, then looked at Wushuang in Mei'er's arms, showing a slightly far-fetched smile, as if she didn't want to speak, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"Are you still worried about your husband? Your husband is auspicious and will definitely be fine." Seeing Xue Ji's appearance and knowing what his sister was thinking, Mei'er couldn't help but speak. After saying that, she looked at Ning Wushuang in her arms, and saw Ning Wushuang looking at her with big dark eyes: "Besides, Wushuang was just born, and her husband hadn't seen Wushuang yet, how could something happen?"

Listening to Mei'er's comfort, the sadness in Xue Ji's eyes did not fade, but it became a little more, with a whispering tone.

"Yes, Wushuang was just born, and my husband hasn't seen Wushuang yet."

A murmur sound came from Xue Ji's mouth, as if she was talking to herself, and her whole body seemed to have lost her soul. Mei Er next to her stopped talking. Although she spoke to comfort Xue Ji, in fact, her own heart was not really as calm as she showed. She also felt a sense of fear, because all practitioners knew that for practitioners, the premonition in the dark was so accurate.

Xue Ji's behavior when she gave birth to Wushuang a month ago was not said that she had a premonition, but everyone knew that it was related to Ning Caichen and it would not be a good thing.

In June, the capital city was full of green willow smoke. It was noon. The sun was just right and it was a little hot, but it was not too hot. On the street, a green-clothed man walked by. But after a while, he stopped. From the corner of his eyes, a light and white feather fell on his shoulders, but it was fleeting, as if it had melted. In amazement, another white thing floated down from the sky. This time, it fell on his face, cool and icy, and after melting, it turned into water stains.

"This is snow!" The green-clothed scholar was stunned. He started to see white things falling down above his head, falling on his face and arms, melting directly, and cold: "It's snowing."

It’s snowing, it’s really snowing. White snowflakes fall from the top of the head and fall on the body, making it cold.

"What's going on when it snows? How come it snows well. It's June, it snows in June."

White snowflakes fell from the sky. At first, there were very few, but gradually, the snowflakes fluttered and floated down like goose feathers. Everyone was stunned. Many people walked out of the house and looked up and saw the snowflakes rising in the sky. They looked stunned. It was so abnormal that snow in June.

"June snow is flying, and the season is in a mess."

In the Ming Hou Mansion, Zhuge Liang walked out of the house and looked at the snowflakes falling in front of him, his face changed.

“It’s snowing”

In the capital, Xue Ji and Meier also looked slightly shocked, looking at the snowflakes rising in the sky.

"Mom, it's my father who is back."

Suddenly, Ning Wushuang spoke in Mei'er's arms, and a tender voice sounded. Her big dark eyes flashed into the sky. Mei'er and Xue Ji both shook their bodies.

At the same time, a team of thousands of people came from the sky in the starry sky, and the blood-stained Jin battle flag was rushing in the wind. It was Zhang Liang and his group who had returned from the Zhenguanzhong. Zhang Liang stood at the front of the team, Zhao Yun and Wei Wuji followed closely behind. They carried a coffin one after another, and behind were the people who survived this expedition. In front of them, the prehistoric world had already appeared in front of them, a huge deep blue life planet.

But at this moment, whether it was Zhang Liang, Zhao Yun, Wei Wuji or others, looking at the familiar planet of life in their sight, they felt like their hearts were being grabbed.

"Hao Ye, I, I can't walk anymore." Suddenly, in the team, a giant monk suddenly spoke. It was a middle-aged man, a master in Jixia Academy, and his eyes suddenly turned red: "I, I don't know how to face the people of my Jin State. Your Majesty is gone, what face do we have to go back?"

The middle-aged man spoke, and as he spoke, his body stopped directly. A line of clear tears flowed out of his eyes. Everyone around him had a huge shock in their bodies, and their hearts seemed to be pulled hard. The feet that were originally walking seemed to be filled with lead. They could no longer walk, and Zhang Liang, who was in front, trembled slightly.

A simple sentence of the middle-aged man was like a sharp knife stabbed into the hearts of everyone. Yes, what face did they take to face the people of Jin in the world? His Majesty personally fought and wrapped the body in the horses, but they were still alive. But if they were alive, what face did they have to go back to face the people of Jin in the world?

People say they are timid in their hometown, but at this moment, they don’t even have the courage to return to Jin.

"Let's go, send Your Majesty back to Beijing!"

Finally, Zhang Liang shouted in a deep voice, without saying too much, and walked forward with big strides. Most of the people behind him were tearful. However, when Zhang Liang walked forward, they followed him. However, before they walked for a long time, they saw a team of people coming up, wearing golden armor and about a hundred people. It was the Qilin Army of the Five Army of Jin State, and Han Xin was the leader.

Soon, the two sides met, but the atmosphere was suppressed and suffocated. Han Xin's body stopped in the air, looked at Zhang Liang and others, and finally landed on the coffin that Zhao Yun and Wei Wuji were carrying. Behind him, more than a hundred Qilin soldiers also froze their expressions, and they felt that the sky had collapsed first.

"Zhang Zifang!"

Han Xin suddenly roared, and looked at Zhang Liang, a terrifying aura emanated, which scared the Qilin Army behind him, as if he was trying to fight Zhang Liang for the same time.

"Send Your Majesty back to Beijing first."

However, Zhang Liang's face did not change much when he said something softly, his face was neither happy nor sad, and only his red eyes looked haggard, as if he had not eaten or sleepless for several days.

"His Majesty!
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