Legend has it that the Emperor of Selangor was obsessed with beauty and looked like a harmless boy, but in reality, his inner evil desires were comparable to those of the devil. This evil young man was none other than the corrupted Emperor Xuebai of Selangor.
Beside Xuebai stood a ethereal beauty. She was dressed in a pure white gown, her long hair tied high with a simple white jade hairpin. A white veil obscured her features, revealing only her slender eyebrows and a pair of indifferent eyes. At that moment, amidst the mist, she looked more like a soaring fairy. Dressed in the unique attire of the Xuezhou Saint's Palace, her identity was self-evident: Saint Ling Fei.
The first person to enter the viewing platform was a handsome young man dressed in a deep blue brocade robe and a jade pendant at his waist. He was refined and elegant, strolling across the platform as if strolling in a garden, graceful and leisurely. He was Hua Yiyao, the Emperor of Huazhou. Following behind him, the handsome man in a dark green robe was Hua Li.
The emperors of Yuzhou, Yufu; of Xuezhou, Xuebai; of Shuizhou, Shuilianche; and of Huazhou, Hua Yiyao, have gathered together, except for Ji Xingzhi.
Walking at the back, arriving late was Yang Xiu, a man in his forties with a white beard and a cold expression. Even his casual clothes couldn't hide the murderous aura on him.
Yang Xiu is a well-known general in Yuzhou who protects the country. He commands a large number of troops and is deeply trusted by the emperor of Yuzhou. This time when Yu Fu and Yu Ya went to Shuizhou, Yang Xiu played an indispensable role in protecting the emperor.
As they stepped onto the viewing platform, they gazed upon a vast expanse of white, pure white clouds layered one after another. Sunlight filtered through the clouds, illuminating the earth in a scene so beautiful it felt like a dream. Beneath the clouds, the houses were almost invisible, and the people below looked like a moving black shadow, as small as a grain of sand.
Standing on the platform and gazing into the distance, what comes into view is a huge land. The spectacular scenery makes people's hearts tremble, and thousands of waves rise in their chests. Standing here, you can clearly see how magnificent the Sanzhou River that runs through Yu, Li and Shui states is.
But what is strange is that the source of the Sanzhou River that runs through the three states is actually Selangor, but it is too far away to see its exact location.
The Sanzhou River is named after the three states of Shui, Li and Yu that it spans, but in fact, the Sanzhou River spans four states.
"The Five States and the Three States River are all in sight. Standing here, the entire Dixi Continent seems insignificant. No wonder people in the world like to fight for power. Only by standing at the highest point can you see the most beautiful scenery." Hua Yiyao stood with his hands behind his back, the corners of his clothes moved by the wind, his hair slightly lifted, and his expression was filled with a hint of coolness and realization.
These words may not sound profound to ordinary people, but no one present was an ordinary person. As soon as they heard this, they knew that Hua Yiyao was hinting that Shui Lianche liked to fight for power and profit. The scenery on the top of Guanshui Peak has always been seen only by the royal family of Shuizhou.
Shui Lianche's proposal to bring them to Guanshuitai was really beyond everyone's expectation. All the officials in Shuizhou opposed it, but Shui Lianche insisted on having his own way. No one knew what he was planning.
Hearing this, Shui Lianche gave a very fake smile and asked, "The Emperor of Huazhou seems to have something else to say. If you have anything to say, please speak up."
As he spoke, Shui Lianche slowly approached Hua Yiyao with a harmless smile on his face.
Hua Yiyao didn't even look at Shui Lianche, as if he was mesmerized by the scenery in front of him.
Seeing this, Hua Li silently moved closer to Hua Yiyao, and calmly gripped the sword at his waist.