Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

Xia Yun looked at Bai Qiuhe in front of her. Although she had a smile on her face, she wanted to immediately pull out her sword and chop off the man's head.

Although she verbally called her godfather, Xia Yun did not recognize her as her godfather, but was forcibly recognized by Xia Yun when she was only three years old and did not know right from wrong.

The reason why Chongming Pavilion recognized this godfather in the first place was just to find a good reason to directly arrange a regent to control everything in Wuming Kingdom.

Fortunately, the dynasty of Wuming Kingdom still had some backbone, and with the support of the Wuming royal family behind it, they did not obey Bai Qiuhe's words because of his status as regent, but were still loyal to Xia Yun, the empress.

This also resulted in Bai Qiuhe holding the title of regent but without any real power. No matter what orders were given or words were said, they almost had to be reported to Xia Yun before they could be approved.

But Chongming Pavilion doesn't seem to care about all this. They wanted to control the court in the first place just to better control Xia Yun, the last bloodline of Emperor Chongming.

Only she can open the tomb of Emperor Chongming. Controlling her is equivalent to controlling the power to break through the extraordinary realm.

"It's quite dangerous to go to the Southern Territory, where the mountains and rivers are high, and there are many monsters blocking the way. Why don't you go with your godfather?"

As he spoke, a smile appeared on Bai Qiuhe's face.

"No need for godfather. After I leave, Wu Mingguo's affairs will still need someone to handle it. If godfather also leaves with me, then who will handle Wu Mingguo's affairs?"

Hearing Xia Yun's words, several servants around him wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh, so they had to lower their heads and bite their lips to hold it in.

Almost everyone who serves Xia Yun knows that Bai Qiuhe's regent is just a decoration and has no practical effect at all. No matter what he wants to do, he must report it to Xia Yun first, and Xia Yun will make another decision.

, to be sure.

Xia Yun's words were undoubtedly mocking Bai Qiuhe, but Bai Qiuhe could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger.

After all, their Chongming plan still needs Xia Yun. If he kills her now and ruins Chongming Pavilion's thousand-year plan, then he will become a sinner.

"Since Yun'er has said so, I won't insist on it, godfather. You should be careful on the road."

After saying that, he turned around and left directly.

Not long after, Xia Yun's carriage arrived at the gate of the palace. However, it was not accurate to say that it was a carriage, because it was not two horses that were pulling it, but four horses that were covered in scales and had a single horn.

Guy.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, the scale-armored carriage is ready."

A woman in her twenties walked in with a thin sword tied to her waist. She was tall and had delicate facial features. She had sword-shaped eyebrows, starry eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and a trace of heroism between her eyebrows.

A heroic feeling.

Xia Yun looked at the visitor, nodded and smiled.

Just as he was about to leave, the woman seemed to have thought of something, frowned and continued.

"Your Majesty, is it really enough for me alone? How about bringing a few powerful people from the Shen Yun Sect."

But Xia Yun smiled lightly and shook her head.

"Don't worry, Sister An Ran, Chongming Pavilion won't let anything happen to us."

After saying that, he turned to look at the sky not far away, showed a smile, and then walked towards the scale-armored carriage.

Not far away, several powerful men from Chongming Pavilion were looking this way.