Chapter 701: The new emperor ascends the throne, and everyone has their own way back Soon, the chaos inside and outside the palace was suppressed, and all those who were poisoned fell into a coma. After the anti-poison medicine made from crushed chaos leaves was distributed, soon, except for the dead, the survivors who were poisoned woke up after taking the medicine. Although the Liao emperor took the medicine in time, he was poisoned too deeply and died after giving instructions for his funeral. Everything seems to have passed, and yet it seems like a new beginning has begun. …… …… Liao Dynasty Palace, on the city wall "Thank you." Xiao Ran was gazing into the distance, dressed in a noble purple robe, with cold eyes and gratitude in his words.
The person beside him stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in a clean white robe, his three thousand black hair casually tied up with a sandalwood hairpin, and his voice was cold and calm. "I just don't want to implicate more innocent people." "In fact, with your ability, you can definitely make Father..." "No need." "I don't want to be here. I'd rather be an ordinary citizen than an emperor." Di Ran glanced at Xiao Ran, smiling, and said lazily: "I believe in you, you can definitely be a good emperor... Ninth Sister..." "you……" Xiao Ran raised his head in shock and looked at Di Ran, with surprise and astonishment in his eyes. He seemed to want to ask her how she knew her identity? Di Ran glanced sideways slightly, but smiled without saying anything, and reached out to pat her shoulder. "Take care, I'm leaving." After saying that, he turned around and left slowly. There was a carriage parked at the palace gate, with an adult and a child standing next to it, holding hands, looking extremely warm and loving. It seemed as if they saw someone. There was a warm light in the eyes, one big and one small. The light was so warm that it seemed to be able to melt the ice. "Let's go." Di Ran smiled and led his two babies, one big and one small, onto the carriage. The curtain fell, blocking everything, and the carriage moved further and further away... On the city wall, Xiao Ran looked at the carriage going away, his deep eyes narrowed slightly. Xiao Qiyue was really a terrifying person. Such a person was a great rival to her.
only… Pity…… …… May, 21st year of Chengxuan The Liao emperor was seriously ill, the heir to the throne was in rebellion, and the empress dowager disrupted the government and plotted to murder the Liao emperor. Her crimes were unforgivable and she was sentenced to life imprisonment. The Ninth Prince led the army to quell the rebellion, suppress evil spirits, and save the emperor for his meritorious service. In accordance with the late emperor's will, he was appointed as the crown prince and ascended the throne on an auspicious day. In early June of the same year, the ninth prince revealed his female identity, stood in the court as a woman, ascended the throne and became emperor. He changed the reign title to Zhaoping and ushered in a new era of peace and prosperity. …… …… Fayuan Temple is a remote temple hundreds of miles away from the Liao Kingdom. Because the temple is far away from the county town, it is not very popular. All the people in the temple together are less than twenty. Ji Yunxie didn’t know why A Yue brought him here, but since he was here, he might as well take a look. As for worshiping Buddha and burning incense, that's fine; he doesn't believe in Buddhism. Although the temple is remote, it is relatively quiet and the surrounding scenery is also pretty good. There is even a waterfall in the back mountain. — "Donor, this is Master Liaochen's meditation room. Apart from delivering meals, the abbot won't let us disturb Master Liaochen's meditation." "Thank you, Master. I can go in by myself. You can go ahead and do your work." "The monk will take his leave now." The young monk bowed and turned to leave. Approaching the courtyard and arriving at the door of the Zen room, Di Ran raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally put it down. 'Knock knock~' There seemed to be no response from inside, and Di Ran had no choice but to push the door. The door didn't seem to be closed tightly and opened easily when pushed. The light from outside the room fell into the room through the door, blowing away the slightest bit of coolness in the room. Di Ran stepped into the room. It was very empty, with few furniture and only a big bed. A man was sitting cross-legged on the bed, wearing a cassock and holding Buddhist beads, with no black hair. The erosion of time had not harmed his appearance, which was still cool and handsome, with a bit more mature charm. This is a very charming man with a lot of stories to tell... Oh no, a monk, a handsome monk. (End of this chapter)