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read2();　　 The water of the Jinshui River in the early spring was still bitterly cold.

Jiansheng, who jumped into the river, gave up any resistance and struggle, and let his body slowly sink to the bottom of the river. Just as the woman Xue Nan said before, although the surface of the golden water river seemed to flow smoothly, it was below the water surface. , The undercurrent is turbulent, vortexes everywhere.

The undercurrent of the river bottom is like a demon's claws sticking out from below, dragging Jiansheng's body and sinking into the abyss of the river bottom. According to the old swordsman, she can easily break free, even at the sharpest edge. Even then, holding the Ling Luo sword in his hand, using the sword qi storm formed by Tai A Wu can cut off the entire Jinshui River.

　　 But at this moment, Jiansheng couldn't, and didn't want it!

The god-given exquisite sword heart is completely dusty, and even a girl with a shattered sword bone foundation, her cultivation is like rootless duckweed, dissipating every minute and every second, and before jumping into the Jinshui River, the sword Sheng completely dissipated all his own cultivation base, only for this last fight.

From Gwangju Metropolitan City, step by step towards the city of God, the long journey and the supreme suffering in my heart have completely overdrawn the fragile body of the sword student. In other words, she sinking into the bottom of the river, It is already full of holes and holes, even worse than an ordinary person.

　　 The rushing Jinshui River, like a huge mouth, sucked the girl's body towards the deep bottom of the river, then looked up at Jiansheng above, looking across the undulating river, staring at the full moon in the sky above, vaguely.

　　 Looking at the moon in the sky from underwater, it looks like a round mirror placed in front of the eyes. There is a shaking in the mirror. What is reflected in the mirror is not Jiansheng's face, but her life.

Cold, suffocation, weakness and weakness came from all directions. This was the first time that Jiansheng felt the dying state of an ordinary person without a cultivation level. In the end, all the strength in the girl's body dissipated, and Jiansheng never again. I couldn't feel any feedback from the body, and at this moment, all her mind was concentrated on the round mirror in front of her.

As the saying goes, before dying, one can see the life that happened in oneself from the perspective of a bystander, and then one after another pulsating pictures, flashing quickly from the mirror, it is a girl born from birth In the whole life, no matter how the picture jumps, there is one thing that always appears in the picture, and that is the sword.

The wooden sword held in my hand when I was a child turned into an ordinary stainless steel sword when it grew older. Then it was the Seven Star Sword that was fished out of the Self-Burial Sword Lake, the first-grade Dao Soul Lingluo Sword, and finally, Zhao Zhao Yu directly cut off, representing the Qinglian sword of Daxi Swordsmanship.

　　 After a breath, the girl who had sunk to the bottom of the lake suddenly opened her eyes, and the whole Jinshui River shook violently, and then a lot of bubbles rolled up.

　　 "I am a sword student, I am born for the sword!"

　　 By the lakeside of the Summer Palace of the Baidi Palace, under the moonlight, Zhao Yu took Rouge's hand and walked slowly along the lake.

The breeze is pleasant, the bright moon is in the sky, and a pair of people are cuddling forward. It looks like a quiet and good look that makes people especially enviable. But it is a very simple thing to stroll slowly this month. For the young emperor who has everything to do, in fact, Very rare.

　　 Therefore, Zhao Yu cherishes it very much, and Rouge also cherishes it.

There are also a large number of willow trees growing on the shores of the Summer Palace Lake. Therefore, under the spring breeze, catkins flying around the sky like small dumplings, just like the heavy snow that belongs to spring. Then, under the catkins flying, Zhao Yu is mature. Quite a few handsome faces, with smiles, asked softly:

　　 "On the days when I went on the expedition, were our unborn little guys very naughty?"

　　 "Your Majesty also knows that since the beginning, the concubine's stomach has not been at ease. It is too naughty to vomit every day."

　　 "This little guy has not inherited my mature and stable character at all."

　　 After the young emperor fell with some jokes, Zhao Yu stretched out his right hand and gently stroked Rouge's belly, and then continued with some surprised voices:

　　 "Rouge, how come your belly has grown so much in the past few days? I remember that when I went on the expedition, it was not so huge."

　　 After Zhao Yu's questioning voice was finished, the smile on Rouge's face was even worse, turning his head to stare at Zhao Yu's black eyes, blinking his eyes, pretending to be flat and replied:

　　 "Your Majesty, the old Dongdong from the Department of Internal Affairs came to see yesterday. She said that according to the size of the concubine's belly, there can be more than one little guy inside."

　　As soon as this statement came out, Zhao Yu stepped forward and stayed in place with his feet, turned around and asked in disbelief:

　　 "Is this true?"

　　 Rouge smiled and nodded, then a gentle response came out:

　　 "I can feel two heartbeats in my belly recently."

After finishing the sentence, the ladies of the court lined up behind with a lamp in the distance, their eyes widened for an instant, revealing a thick and incredible color, and then the ladies of the court looked at each other, and all saw a hint of wanting to laugh in each other's eyes. She didn't dare to laugh.

Because in front of them, the original majesty and majesty, the imperial prestige became more and more expansive, the young emperor who made people dare not look directly at them, at this time, like a child, he jumped up to the sky and laughed with excitement. Directly resounding across the lake:

　　 "My father, and the missing grandfather, this time I must be envious of me. In the matter of giving birth, they are not as good as me!"

After 　　 the emperor's voice fell, the pretty court lady behind could no longer restrain her, she snorted and let out a silver bell-like laugh, then Zhao Yu by the lake took Rouge into her arms and continued to speak:

　　 "Now I have to see how the veterans of the cabinet are still urging me every day, hahahaha!"

　　 Zhao Yu smiled very happily, showing two shallow dimples on his face. Under the moonlight, it looked very beautiful and charming.

　　 Rouge looked at it, and couldn't help being stunned. Then two pink clouds climbed onto Rouge's cheeks. The girl lowered her head slightly, and then said quietly:

　　 "Your Majesty, during your expedition, Lin Xiao's wife, Qing Niantong, gave birth to a daughter. On behalf of the White Emperor Palace, his concubines sent some congratulatory gifts."

　　 "Rouge, you have a heart. The family of Zhenyu has made great contributions to Xijiang, and the court naturally cannot forget its roots."

　　 After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he thought for a few breaths and continued to speak lightly:

　　 "When I have free time tomorrow, I will personally go to Zhenyu Gong's Mansion. After all, the Zhao family and Da Xia owe too much to the Lin family."

After 　　 the emperor's voice fell, the young emperor sighed slightly. In fact, as an emperor, he needs to consider too many things, so there are some things that even if Zhao Yu knows it in his heart, he can only bury it in his heart.

　　 There are so many things in the world that you can't help yourself, even if Zhao Yu is the absolute master of the vast land of China, even the omnipotent heaven and earth in this world are no exception.