bookcurios Chapter 157: The Regent Has a Beautiful Girl in His Golden House (Extra 3)
Chapter 157: The Regent Has a Beautiful Girl in His Golden House (Extra 3)
[Host, go back and take a rest first. The high-intensity shuttle will have some impact on your mood. You may feel much better after a good night's sleep.]
"Yeah." After hearing his words, Tang Cuo did not insist any more. He walked back to his previous room and then lay straight on the bed.
In my dream, I saw a man sitting under a peach tree, seemingly waiting for someone. His slender fingers were twisting the petals, and there was an indelible sadness on his face.
The charming face smiled gently when she saw Tangcuo. Tangcuo was a little puzzled and took a few steps forward cautiously, "Who are you? Where is this?"
The man did not answer, but just waved his hand gently. As a breeze blew across his clothes, Tang Cuo suddenly woke up.
He covered his chest with one hand for a long time before he came back to his senses and looked around, "Xiao Ye, how is Mu Hanqing's dimension?"
Tang Cuo raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and asked.
[The host can access the scenario of that plane. Since you just slept for eight hours, according to this calculation, eight years have passed since your death in that plane.]
"Eight years, so long?" Tangcuo was a little surprised. "Then put me through. I want to see how they are doing."
[For a period of time after the host left, the attacker stayed in the bedroom where you once lived day and night. He also found a reason to divorce the princess he married and found a new marriage for her.
Mu Hanqing returned the military power to the young emperor, and resigned from the position of regent when he was sixteen years old. He built a small house on the lawn where you first went. ]
The scenes that Xiao Ye just mentioned flashed before his eyes, "Mu Hanqing didn't take my body back? Oh, is the poison in his body cured?"
[Every year since the host passed away, Mu Hanqing would sneak into Li Beichao. Because Murong Yuan guarded your tombstone very carefully, he would watch from afar and lean against a tree trunk for the whole night.
As for the poisonous insects in his body, a pharmacist who had poisoned him offered to help him get rid of them, but he refused, saying that they were left by you, so he would not get rid of them. ]
The picture flashed by, and it was the scene when Xiao Chengyu was being tortured to death, but the entire picture was covered with mosaics.
[In the days after you left, Mu Hanqing's temperament became more and more easy-going, and he almost never went crazy. Also, he tattooed your name on his chest and personally took care of the peach tree he planted for you.
He took care of almost everything you left behind and didn’t allow anyone else to touch it. Also, a few months after you left, he closed the palace. Although you couldn’t tell what he was thinking on the surface, at night, he would often sit in the pavilion where you sat, in silence…]
"What about Murong Yuan?"
[After you passed away, Murong Yuan personally buried you with the highest etiquette in the Northern Dynasty. He set aside a separate palace in the imperial palace called Cuoyuan Palace and buried you there. He also sent imperial guards to patrol the periphery every day.
Not only that, he also changed his previous nature of the seal, and earnestly solved problems for the people, and was loved by the people and court officials. However, from time to time at night, the palace maids still heard him calling "Your Highness"...]
After hearing his words, Tangcuo was silent for a while, "It doesn't matter, as long as I'm alive, there's still hope..."
"By the way, the two dynasties are not fighting again, right?"
[No, the Rong Dynasty and the Libei Dynasty signed a new treaty, which meant that the two countries would not start a war, but also promised never to negotiate.]
"This is already good."
[The subsequent plot will be reported by Ono. In the fifteenth year of Guangyi, Murong Yuan died at the age of fifty. He never married in his life, and even the throne was finally given to a little boy he met during a tour.
The boy was modest and gentle, and treated people with gentleness and courtesy. He also looked six points like the young Tangcuo. After Murong Yuan brought him into the palace, he taught him carefully, and when the boy reached the age of marriage, he passed the throne to him. He finally rested in the Cuoyuan Palace. After his death, Murong Yuan did not choose to be buried with you, but buried around you, surrounding you in a protective manner. ]
[In the first year of Guangyi, Mu Hanqing was attacked by the poisonous insects in his body. He did not seek medical treatment in time and died at the age of 38. He eventually died in a wooden house and was buried in a peach forest. The only items buried with him were the clay figurines you and he had made together, and a few robes you had worn. He had no offspring.]
After hearing Ono's words, Tangcuo remained silent, then slowly leaned back on the bed behind him.
[Host, are you okay?]
"It's okay, I just feel a little uncomfortable due to withdrawal symptoms. It's okay, Xiao Ye, do you have any news to tell me? How many more dimensions do we have to travel through?"
[Xiao Ye doesn't know this either, because the host's mission file is blank. Normally, there is a comparison of the number of times. I'm afraid we can only know it when the Lord God comes back.]
"Still so unreliable." Tang Cuo pursed his lips, then stood up and stretched, "Okay, let's not waste time, let's hurry to the next plane."
[Host, don't you need to rest for a while?]
"No need, finish your work early and go home early."
[OK, connecting to the mission system, randomly selecting a plane and venue, the strategy is about to begin, please be ready.]
As soon as he finished speaking, the scene in front of him began to become blurry. Tangcuo leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, Tangcuo was lying in a bamboo forest. A dazzling sunlight shone on his body. He raised his hand to block it, then immediately stood up and looked around.
The emerald green and tall bamboos grew very densely. Tang Cuo lowered his eyes to look at his clothes. The plain green clothes matched the bamboo forest quite well.
He had a long sword on his waist, and his attire gave him a bit of a martial arts knight-errant vibe.
"Xiao Ye, transmit the plane information." Tang Cuo leaned against the bamboo, carefully looking at the sword in his hand.
Suddenly, a stabbing pain came over his head, and Tang Cuo couldn't help but frown.
[Hello, host. I am your responsible system Xiaoxing. I will lead you to complete the task in this plane.]
"Xiao Xing?" Hearing this strange voice, Tang Cuo was a little puzzled, "Where's Xiao Ye?"
[Reporting to the host, Supervisor Ono was ordered to be punished for violating some rules of the shuttle plane.]
"Ah? Violating the rules? What rules?" Tang Cuo's voice was tinged with worry.
[Sorry host, I am a low-level system and I am not qualified to spy on these things. I am only responsible for issuing tasks for you and handling some simple requests. But you can rest assured that Director Ono should be back soon...]
"Is that so?" Tang Cuo breathed a sigh of relief after hearing his words.