Chapter 165 Chapter 165 "Lianli Palace."

Although they had never met, Lan Qi was very determined in his decision to marry Jiu Zhao.

Four sacred beasts of the demon clan, the black unicorns, pulled the king's carriage and traveled leisurely for ten days on the road from the northern border to the Burning Sea.

When he returned to the Jiwu Palace, the news that Ye Zun was about to get married and take the Abandoned Goddess of Sanqingtian as his queen had spread throughout the entire demon clan.

Not only that, during this period he also issued several imperial decrees, ordering the eunuchs around him to activate the teleportation array and return first to prepare.

Repairing palaces, replacing furnishings, selecting palace maids, offering sacrifices and bestowing blessings...

Lan Qi never hides his orders from others. Every one of them is accurately transmitted through the maid's throat to Jiu Zhao's ears on the Luan carriage in the back.

As the focus of attention, Jiu Zhao was caught in the envy and jealousy of others, but he didn't care.

She still lay comfortably in the depths of the brocade pile, eating and drinking as she pleased.

What's the point of saying that Ye Zun is deeply in love with her? He's just deceiving an innocent child.

Since they wanted to humiliate the Three Pure Ones, the more exaggerated the scene, the better.

…

In order not to arouse suspicion by recovering too quickly, when getting off the car, Jiu Zhao stretched out a pair of hands from the curtain as usual so that the servant could bend down to support her.

Beyond the layers of fallen curtains, there was a clamor of carriages and human voices.

Lan Qi had been away from Jiwu Palace for a long time and had a lot of things to move back to the palace.

Jiu Zhao's outstretched hand was left unattended for a moment, and it shivered in the cold wind.

She was not annoyed and wanted to retreat to the warm place, but the next moment, a big hand with a warm palm grabbed her wrist.

"Huh?"

Jiu Zhao let out a short cry of surprise, and in the blink of an eye, he was pulled out of the carriage and held horizontally in someone's arms.

The dense hairs of the cloak fluttered against her face, and the process from warmth to cold and then back to warmth took a few breaths. The slender and powerful arms passed through her bent elbows, and Jiu Zhao felt that the noise around her suddenly stopped - some ambiguous gazes were also covered up as Lan Qi hid her in the cloak.

This person is really...

Addicted to acting.

Jiu Zhao consciously cooperated with Lan Qi's strong desire to perform and shrank deeper into his arms.

The maids were notified in the morning that they would arrive at their destination today. Considering that this was most likely Jiu Zhao's first meeting with her subjects, they dug her out of bed early, dressed her up, combed her ankle-length black hair into a high bun, and inserted two carved gold hairpins horizontally at the back of her head.

It was these two golden hairpins that made Jiu Zhao unable to find a comfortable position.

She took advantage of the fact that no one could see what was going on inside through the cloak, so she rubbed the back of her head against Lan Qi's chest.

Until the golden hairpin was rubbed crooked and the young man's muscles became inexplicably stiff.

“…”

The young man's knuckles pressed into the flesh of the leg through the skirt and tightened quietly. The obvious pain when it touched the wound warned Jiu Zhao not to act recklessly.

Without anyone noticing, the two of them fought back and forth without making a sound.

Lan Qi then held her in his arms and walked down the steps calmly. Behind him, the attendants, maids, and guards were dispatched in order, and the group walked forward in a line.

The Burning Sea has always been cold.

Due to the influence of the karmic fire that often erupts from the surface, there are no four seasons here.

That's right, just like a rat living in a gutter, it will always subconsciously stay away from bright and warm things.

The unique karma fire of the Burning Sea also emits a bone-chilling temperature.

Its coldness is far greater than the frost and snow in the north.

But the corpse burned by it will turn into a pool of black ashes after being burned by ordinary flames.

This cold fire, without any signs or patterns to follow, always takes the lives of countless demons every year - but it is unreasonably gentle to the immortals who want to join the demon clan, and can even help many people to be reborn and live well in the resentful sea of ​​burning karma from then on.

Jiu Zhao listened to Lan Qi's steady footsteps and recalled the descriptions of the Burning Sea that he had read in the classics.

A cold wind blew past, and a crack appeared in her cloak, revealing the real and clear world of the demons. It was indeed different from the magnificent architecture of Sanqingtian. The famous Jiwu Palace in front of her, where successive generations of karma masters had lived, was just like its name, exuding a majestic and murderous aura.

The pitch-black color surrounds the rugged outline. The raised spire on the top of the palace is almost prismatic, thick at the bottom and gradually becomes thinner, like a sharp sword piercing the dark sky. The spire of the Palace of Silence, at the highest point of the palace, is right facing the position where the moon is high in the sky.

The moon has its own rules of waxing and waning, which is also a fallacy in the Burning Karma Sea.

The sun and the moon are controlled by the two gods Sanqingtian. When the immortals and demons broke up, the Emperor of Gods ordered that the sun and the moon would no longer shine on the land of the demons.

The full moon today is just the last bit of mercy from the Ancestral Goddess as her life is coming to an end.

She projected a virtual image of the moon in its fullest state into the sky of the Burning Sea, hoping that one day, light would come again.

Under the illusion of the full moon, with the Jiwu Palace as the core, it extends out to a radius of a hundred miles, like the central court of the Three Pure Ones Heaven, and is the capital of the Burning Sea King.

Legend has it that the royal capital was the residence of the first group of sinful immortals who moved here. The ancestral goddess felt deeply indebted and bestowed protection with her supreme divine power to prevent the karmic fire from affecting this area. Outside the four gates of the royal capital, the land of the Burning Sea of ​​Karma is divided into 32 cities. The karmic fire god is elusive, the land is barren, and water resources are scarce. The living conditions of the subjects are very difficult, and therefore everyone is fierce and has a hobby of killing and fighting.

The immortal clan’s classics will not record all the detailed content of this part.

These were additional explanations given by the maids along the way to help Jiu Zhao adapt to life in the Burning Sea as quickly as possible.

They mentioned the full moon and the protection of the ancestral goddess, but there was no gratitude in their tone.

Through those two pairs of eyes, Jiu Zhao saw the obsession, resentment and unwillingness that had been rooted in the blood of the demons and lingered for tens of millions of years.

Blame Sanqingtian for occupying better land.

I hate that the Ancestor Goddess treats her people unfairly.

Unwilling to struggle forever in hardship, watered by blood and tears, watered by the fire of karma, walking alone.

But without love or hate, Jiu Zhao could not empathize with them.

She just thought it was funny.

What is a fairy and what is a demon?

The power of the ancestral god is everywhere, and the blood connection is inseparable.

They hate each other, fight to the death, but in the end they are all brothers and sisters from the same mother.

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After walking for more than half an hour, when Jiu Zhao was drowsy, Lan Qi finally stopped.

He laid her on the bed, and the palace maids helped her take off her cloak.

The warm warmth of spring hits you in the face.

The huge palace was decorated according to her old preferences.

In order to take into account the fact that she is now weak and unable to use her magical powers to protect her body, charcoal braziers are placed everywhere in the hall.

Lan Qi paced around and looked around, making sure everything was perfect. He then said, "This will be your home from now on," and hurried away.

Since it is a residence, you must first know its name.

This is to avoid getting lost one day and asking someone to take you back, but not being able to provide the specific information.

She had been hiding in her cloak and hadn't seen clearly just now, and now she didn't want to go out and get cold.

Jiu Zhao held the porcelain cup and drank a few sips of the milk tea prepared in advance by the palace maid, then called a maid to help her undress.

She changed her posture, turned sideways, and seemed to be looking at the furnishings, praising them casually, "This place is quite nice."

The maid replied, "The Hui and Lianli Halls were the residences of successive empresses. Their furnishings and specifications mirror those of the Lord's palace. Unlike the Three Pure Heavens, my Fenye Sea is different. Once married, the wife is no longer a vassal of her husband, but rather shares power. There was once a precedent where a Lord was seriously ill and his descendants attended court to handle government affairs on his behalf."

Power or not.

It wasn't something she should consider.

Even if the real queen has a high status, it has nothing to do with a puppet like her.

Jiu Zhao keenly noticed the mistake the maid made in saying the wrong word at the beginning.

Moreover, the name "Lianli Hall" was too subtle, reminding her of the past when she broke off the branches of Lianli and used red silk to make a bracelet to give to Lan Qi.

So he asked, "Lianli Palace, this name is very tender and affectionate, unlike the majestic and grand Jiwu Palace—

"Has it always been the same?"