Chapter 2: How many concubines did the King of Beauty have?

  The people of Da Huangze have gone mad.

  The pursuing soldiers of Yan were stunned.

  People raise their heads to gaze at the moon - The sky is like a low-hanging curtain, with starlight and moonbeams shining leisurely, the night is as quiet as water. Was the just-past howling fall perhaps a dream?

  But even a bizarre dream can't create such a hole and this shape of legs.

  The leg is good.

  Slender and straight, plump and compact, the stockings are a layer of strange black silk with beads shining, bright and dark in the night, exceptionally seductive.

  Woman?

  Is this inverted scallion shape dead?

  Oh no, and his toes were still shaking.

  The Yan army pursued with the intention of advancing to inspect, but unfortunately, their master seemed to have been seriously injured and had no choice but to hurry back to find a doctor. Only the people of the Great Wilderness remained in the field.

  The men's eyes shone brighter than the emeralds sparkling on the ground.

  "Hey, what did you guys think of...that scene just now..."

  "Could it be that the heavens have parted and the earth has cracked open, with jewels scattered all over the ground and flying discs suspended in mid-air, and a woman emerging from the midst of the heavenly and earthly upheaval?"

  "What's the delay? Dig quickly!"

  Dig!

  The men looked for shovels and prepared to start work.

  "Bang!" Suddenly, an arm struggled out of the soil heap and slapped heavily on the ground.

  The people of Da Huangze were shocked.

  "Has he come back to life?"

  "Bang!" Another arm stretched out and slapped the ground on the other side. Immediately, the loose soil rustled and churned, and a long-haired skull slowly emerged from the ground...

  Cold moon, bleak wind, corpse head, green light, heavenly pit, long black hair skull...

  "Ghost!" The people of Da Huang Ze scattered and fled in all directions.

  "Ahh!" The one that popped out of the ground shouted even louder, spitting out the dirt in its mouth, "Ptooey, ghost! - Ptooey - Don't pull me - Ptooey - What's with this getup? - Ptooey - Where are my high heels?"

  The people of the vast wilderness three feet outside stopped in their tracks, looking at each other in dismay and turning around.

  In the pit, a slender figure slowly crawled up, shaking off something from the soles of their feet, hastily brushing off their clothes and patting their chest, "It's okay, it's okay, didn't get crushed..."

  Her face turned around, under the moonlight, a muddy but obviously lively face.

  The people of the Great Wilderness Marsh, as if suddenly enlightened, hurriedly gathered around, craning their necks to take a look.

  "Ah! She fell onto the holy altar!"

  "There were broken chair pieces underneath, she was sitting on the chair when she fell!"

  "That young man just now was pinned under her body and crushed to death by her!"

  "Ah! The queen has been found!"

  Jing Hengbo was picking at her stockings with one hand - just now there had been a corpse under her feet, and the stockings were stained with a lot of blood. She frowned, keeping far away from the corpse, and with her thumb and index finger, she carefully picked off the bloody mud. Hearing this sentence, she was startled, and her fingers trembled, causing the silk stocking to rip with a "zip" sound.

  "Queen?" She suddenly turned her head.

  "Your Majesty!" The men thudded to the ground, tears streaming down their faces. "We have followed the sacred instructions of the State Preceptor, traversing ten thousand miles, without complaint or hardship, and finally found Your Reincarnation! May the Great Wilderness Heaven God bless us! May the State Preceptor protect us!"

  "Reincarnation?" Jing's eyes rolled around.

  In an instant, she retrieved her memory storage and quickly flipped through the various classics she had learned over the past decade in her mind, thinking that maybe probably possibly... she had hit the jackpot.

  It's obvious that in front of me is a group of fools looking for the reincarnated queen, and my own magical arrival probably just met all sorts of so-called conditions for reincarnation?

  Heaven is just!

  I told you, after experiencing a shocking and earth-shattering journey through time, how could it be possible for someone to become cannon fodder? This doesn't make sense.

  The queen... hmm, so-so. I wonder how many concubines the handsome king will have? Three palaces, six courtyards, seventy-two consorts, seventy-two is a bit too many, thirty-six would be more suitable.

  Jing Xiangbo lowered his head and saw that half of a broken chair was exposed on the ground, with a faintly visible brocade quilt. Was this the treasure seat they mentioned earlier?

  "Your Majesty, you..." The people of the Great Wilderness thought about how to clearly communicate with the woman in front of them about the beginning and end of things. They didn't know if this mysterious heavenly queen could understand and accept their "reincarnation" theory. Would she have any resistance? Did they need to use force first? Should they immediately tell her about the many rules and restrictions of being a queen, and what attitude should they take towards her later on? Although the National Master agreed to find the reincarnated queen, he didn't really want to find her in his heart. Now that she had been found, what would the National Master think and do? What should be done with this woman...

  After much consideration and hesitation, he finally looked up.

  Huh?

  Under the moonlight, in the pit, on the broken chair-like "throne", the woman in black silk had already turned around and sat down elegantly, with her legs crossed, chin propped up, and fingers curled. She smiled sweetly, intimately, and unresistingly... beckoning with a curl of her finger.

  "My dear subject, quickly bring me a bowl of stewed snow pears with snow fungus."

  ……

  At the same time.

  In the depths of the vast wilderness.

  Jade palace golden palace, curtain deep. In the depths of the curtain, there is a night pearl shining with a faint light, illuminating a pair of steady hands.

  Her hands are like jade carvings, her fingertips are spotlessly white, her fingernails are like shiny pearls, but there is no blood color.

  The fingers nimbly flipped over a pair of ancient tortoise shells, the dark greenish-black shell lining made those palms as delicate as snow.

  "Snap." The tortoise shell flips over, revealing a trigram symbol.

  As soon as the hand stopped moving, the fingertips lightly rested on the shell, and the back of the hand slightly arched up, like a crane about to take flight.

  "Found it?"

  With a hint of surprise in his tone.

  This sound is extremely soft and extremely clear, extremely even and extremely cold. Like the frozen ice crystals in the depths of a cold icy swamp, the wind blows through them with a crisp ringing sound.

  It sounds beautiful, but it sends a chill from the bottom of one's heart. It makes you want to indulge in such pure and beautiful tones, yet deep down, you understand that this beauty is distant and cold, like snow on a high mountain, shining brightly, but can hurt if touched.

  He slowly stood up, his cloud-like robe fluttering slightly, like a large patch of snow spreading to the steps below.

  Innumerable pearls gradually lit up, igniting the silence of the night. The servants kneeling outside the curtain bowed their heads even lower.

  A pale golden curtain fell down, illuminated by the palace lanterns on the beam, shining with a dazzling light, and also covered his face. Everyone could only see the snow-white long gown, covering all the skin, the high collar was tied up to the chin, fastened with a pale golden pearl button.

  Sight stops here, and no one dares to look up again.

  He stood quietly. Slender and straight, his clothes were wide but tight at the neck and waist, with a compact and elegant line that exuded a sense of cleanliness, elegance, and nobility, yet also revealed a hint of solemnity, strictness, and restraint - such contradictory temperament and style, yet it made people inexplicably unable to breathe.

  "The reincarnated queen has been found." he said.

  Still in that calm and emotionless tone, but everyone trembled slightly, pulling their shoulders in tighter.

  The hall is silent, as if there is a faint aura of killing intent spreading out.

  "I have decided to go personally to welcome him."

  ……

  The papaya and conch stew with ginseng was not eaten up.

  The people of Dahuangze are all staring at Zhang Dàmǔ eating wind.

  The queen's reincarnation is a tradition of the great wilderness to find another queen when the female emperor did not leave an heir. It is generally presided over by the national teacher who is proficient in divination and has control over the country's power, and only after going through various rigorous conditions can a queen be found.

  In the past, many of those reincarnated queens were young children or toddlers, and taking them away often required a lot of explanation to their tribes, clans, and parents.

  Now this one is quite something, the most unexpected arrival, looking the most out of place, yet accepting the "Queen" status the fastest and most naturally. Look at that little expression, seems to be enjoying it?

  The people of Da Huangze exchanged a glance and decided that since Her Majesty the Queen had accepted with pleasure, there was no need to explain too clearly.

  For example, the queen in the vast wilderness is actually a puppet, symbolizing purity and loyalty.

  For example, once you become queen, you can never see any of your relatives again for the rest of your life.

  For example, a queen remains chaste for life unless the national teacher takes a liking to her.

  For example, if a queen is unchaste or does not keep the rules, she will suffer a miserable fate.

  For example, the tribes of the Great Wilderness are numerous, with small countries standing tall, and the people are fierce. Wars between tribes occur from time to time, and when necessary, the queen will be offered as a "sacrifice" to the highest god in order to appease the disaster and chaos. This necessary moment may be due to a rebellion, or it may simply be because of an ominous dream by the national teacher.

  For example, the queen will be bound by extremely strict palace rules, and every word and deed must follow countless rigorous rules. Those dogmas will tie her life like a rope, making many queens not only unable to have youth, but also die prematurely due to depression.

  For the above reasons and many more unspeakable ones, the Queen of the Great Wilderness has never been a good job. The country was founded for hundreds of years, and there have been over a hundred queens succeeding each other, with an average reign of less than six years per queen, most of whom died young. Therefore, if a girl from any family is chosen to be reincarnated, her family would often be grief-stricken.

  Also from a hundred years ago, there were people who raised objections to the queen's reincarnation system. Two national masters of this generation, the left national master followed tradition, while the right national master believed that the queen system could be abolished.

  In this situation, the Right State Master set out stringent conditions for finding the reincarnated queen, and even searched the entire Dahuang Swamp territory for the first time. Everyone thought that this was the Right State Master's ingenious arrangement, and that there would really be no more queens this time, while the Right State Master, who held absolute power, possessed an army, and had good relations with several powerful tribes and small countries, would naturally ascend to the throne and become the first male emperor in Dahuang Swamp history.

  Everyone is looking forward to it.

  Who knows, a queen really fell from the sky.

  "Hey." Jing Hengbo looked left and right again, feeling that this group of people had a somewhat suspicious expression. "Are you guys hiding something from me?"

  By the way

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