"Haha, you guys, your family is really nice, but what about me? Fu Jian, you have ruined our country and displaced hundreds of thousands of people in Dayan." He suddenly became soft-spoken, " Now your mother forgives you, forgives me? Why should she forgive me?"
Fu Jian's gaze became fierce, and he slowly walked towards Murong Chong.
"Mr. Xun, why do you forgive me? Ah, don't even look at what happened."
Xuancheng was shocked, he visibly trembled while holding the hand of Empress Dowager Xun, and the temperature turned cold.
"My sister is dead, you still have to forgive me, ah, what's the point, when will I, Murong Chong, be forgiven by you, an old temptress?"
Fu Jian approached Murong Chong, and the two faced each other, Fu Jian's eyes were stern and also had other meanings, but Murong Chong's reddened eyes only contained hatred.
"You gave birth to a good son, really a good son, pervert, I've never seen such a pervert in the world, pervert, ah, Xun Shi, did you hear that? You're not deaf, are you?"
Snapped.
Fu Jian still hit him with one palm, and Murong Chong collapsed on the ground immediately, the mark on his face was very clear, this was the first time Xuancheng saw Fu Jian raised his hand and hit Murong Chong with his own eyes.
He has been to the Purple Palace, he has seen those shocking scars on Murong Chong's body, each and every one is so shocking.
He couldn't imagine how much Murong Chong was in pain.
He always thought that Fu Jian only loved Murong Chong.
But when Murong Chong yelled those words heart-piercingly, he ruthlessly interrupted his absurd thoughts.
"Haha, Fu Jian, you." Murong fell down, but his heart still did not.
Of course he can't fight Fu Jian alone, but he is not dead yet, he has a mouth.
In the past, he didn't speak, but this time he talked too much, and the hatred in his heart was vented all at once.
Xuancheng can't feel that feeling, he has never hated someone, he doesn't know what it's like to hate someone to death.
"Chong'er, I advise you to shut up."
"Nan'an, send people back." Fu Jian ordered.
Nan'an and Mingyue rushed forward to drag Murong Chong again, but Murong Chong's fingers were firmly on the ground and would not let go, Xuancheng's heart ached.
Blood oozed from the ground, and the jasper-like fingertips were stained red. Xuancheng let go of Empress Dowager Xun's hand, and ran to stop Nan'an and Mingyue.
"Brother Huang, let me send him back."
However, Murong Chong didn't accept his affection at all.
"Fu Rong, why do you care about me, how good you are, ah, Xun Shi, look, your two sons, two perverts."
Xuancheng was shocked.
He stared tremblingly at Murong Chong's eyes, which were completely filled with madness, not even half awake.
"Old witch, open your dog eyes and see, Fu Jian, Fu Rong, your two good sons, why, why, ah, why did your son come to me, what do I owe you?"
Empress Dowager Xun let out a cry of pain, and finally opened her closed eyes, but the eyes were opened there, it was obviously washed by blood, she opened her eyelids desperately, but her eyes were blind, how could she see? See.
Empress Xun hurried to support Empress Dowager Xun, "Queen Mother, Queen Mother."
Fu Jian also hurried over to help, "Mother, don't get angry."
Only Xuancheng, the one he supported was Murong Chong, the chief culprit of today's farce.
His heart was beating violently up and down, and his chest hurt as if it had been gouged out.
He was heartbroken, "Murong Chong, why did you hurt me?"
But Murong Chong didn't return, he was determined to kill Empress Dowager Xun, his eyes and heart were filled with hatred, and there were people still caring about him.
Nan'an and Mingyue pressed Murong Chong's shoulders, Xuancheng controlled Murong Chong's hand, "I'm sorry." He whispered.
The three of them finally set up Murong Chong, and he finally stopped going crazy.
But at this moment, Xuancheng suddenly caught a glimpse of something slowly dripping from the end of his reddened eyes.
Xuancheng's heart trembled, and he let go of his hands. At this moment, Murong Chong broke free from the control of the three of them and rushed forward.
He cried, he cried like crazy.
"Mr. Xun, you opened your eyes. Okay, you look at me, and you take a good look at your good son. He has done a good thing. By the way, I want to tell you that your son's level is really good. He I like to go crazy in the bed the most. Is his taste inherited from you? Ah, everyone in the world knows that your good son is a god. He is a god. He is really a god. He is a pervert. How much has he penetrated into my body? Last time, did you see, haha. Did you hear how many love words he said in bed? Ah, you go to die, you all go to die."
As soon as the words fell to the ground, Murong Chong was about to bump into him, but before the moment when his body collided, a mouthful of crimson blood sprayed on his face.
"mother."
"Queen, queen."
Xuancheng shook in place.
In the end what happened? His head hurts, his heart hurts.
Why? There will be this kind of personal pain, he is obviously not Fu Rong.
He hugged his head and fell to the ground in pain, "Ah."
Mingyue raised her voice and called out, "Yang Ping Gong, Yang Ping Gong."
He can't save anyone.
Neither Murong Chong nor Fu Jian could be saved.
At the moment of losing consciousness, he finally saw the phoenix blood coming out of its sheath again, and the blood flashed. He didn't know who died in the end, anyway, the bright red blood drew an arc in his vision.
Xuancheng woke up in the afternoon of the second day.
The sun seemed to be shining outside, and the light was too strong for his eyes, so he slowly opened them.
Mingyue stood by his side, seeing that he was awake, her face was finally relieved, "Mr. Yang Ping, you are awake."
Xuancheng rubbed his forehead, "headache." He covered his heart, "heartache."
"Is the sun out?" he asked.
Mingyue was stunned, and said, "No, it's snowing."
"It's snowing?" Xuancheng was surprised.
"Why is it snowing in March, Mingyue, are you messing with me again?"
"Mr. Yangping, it's true. It's snowing outside, alas." He sighed, "Although it's the beginning of spring, snowing in Chang'an is not a strange thing."
"Really?" Xuancheng lifted the quilt to the bed, he forgot to put on his shoes, and walked out barefoot, Mingyue followed behind, carrying the shoes.
Xuan Cheng looked at the white catkins flying down from the sky, "Sure enough, it's snowing. Is it really a common occurrence? Snow falls in Chang'an in March. Such a beautiful scene is rare."
Mingyue bent down to put on his shoes for him, and then said, "The Empress Dowager has gone."
Mingyue sobbed, "Mr. Yang Ping, the queen mother is gone."
Xuancheng glanced at him, and then admired the snowy sky, his eyes were calm, "Oh."
He is not Fu Rong. The death of Fu Jian and Fu Rong's mother has nothing to do with him.
In modern times, his parents often quarreled and wanted to divorce. He hated that family so much that he often stayed at school during the summer vacation.
In the era of 1,640 years ago, the ruthless Empress Dowager Xun in the history of the former Qin Dynasty he knew died, and a woman who had no blood relationship with him died.
It's good to be dead.
When you die, you don't have to experience the pain in the world anymore.
Xuancheng hides his face.
Mingyue whispered, "Mr. Yangping, Mr. Yangping, you."
Mingyue couldn't see his face, but could only see the hands covering his face, the fingers were wet and cold.
Fu Jian didn't kill Murong Chong, he pulled out the Phoenix Blood, the Phoenix Blood sword in his sleeve had been unsheathed, he had to drink blood to return it to the sheath.
He just stabbed Murong Chong with a sword.
Murong rushed down in a pool of blood, it wasn't his blood, he was living well, the bad thing was the family he satirized just a moment ago.
Yangping Duke Fu Rong passed out in the Empress Dowager's Palace.
Empress Dowager Xun vomited blood and died, and Empress Xun cried her eyes red.
Fu Jian.
He is worthy of being the God of the Northern Kingdom in Murong Chong's mouth. He is an emperor, an emperor, and cannot cry or shed tears. He calmly dealt with the funeral affairs. Murong Chong was dragged into the Purple Palace by Nan'an and Mingyue, and he will never leave the Purple Palace for eternal life .
Xuancheng hid in the warm pavilion for a day, and two days have passed since the incident. Fu Jian has never been here, and no one in the court has been here.
On the third day, an unexpected guest came suddenly. It was still snowing outside, and when the man came in, his body was covered in white spots.
"Mr. Yang Ping, this is not very good for you. How can you live in bed?"
It's Wang Jia, he's here for the first time.
Xuancheng saw the snowflakes on his shoulders, and said softly, "It's still snowing outside, what's going on, why is it still snowing in Chang'an this March? Wang Jia, can't you control the weather?"
Wang Jia untied the cloak on his body, and Mingyue came over to pick it up quickly.
"You are lying on the bed and asking me these few questions, how can I answer you, I am a human being and not a god."
"Get up, I'll control the weather when you get up, if you want sunshine, okay."
Wang Jia stared at him, as if he had something important to say, Xuancheng lazily got up from the couch, and said, "Mingyue, go down, I have something to talk to him about."
Mingyue went out, and there were only the two of them in the house.
"Say it."
Xuancheng motioned him to sit down on the floor, where there was a warm blanket.
Wang Jia took a look, then sat down, and said, "Have you not figured it out yet? When will you and the Prime Minister make the final decision?"
"Murong Chong pissed off the Empress Dowager this time. He has a ruthless heart and kills people invisible. I don't want to see someone from your Fu family die in Chang'an."
What he said was right, Murong Chong killed people invisible, and hurt others invisible.
Xuancheng's heart was hurt by him.
"Brother Huang is still reluctant to part with him."
Wang Jia shook his head, "That's not necessarily the case. The Queen Mother died, not someone else. I've done the calculations. This month seems to be unfavorable to you Fu family. This year is a bad year. You'd better get rid of him quickly."
Xuancheng said, "What are you doing? This year is not good. This year, Zhang Tianxi was surrendered and Fu Luo was dealt with. This is a very good year."
"Everything has both pros and cons, you should know that when things are extreme, you should know that it is precisely because you have surrendered to the Liang Kingdom this year, and you have cleaned up the heresy forces in the country, the heaven must send bad things to you, didn't you see it? Why, you don't believe me."
Xuancheng stared at his eyes suspiciously, he couldn't see anything in those eyes, they were too deep and eerie.
His eyes are not as gentle and benevolent as Fu Jian's eyes, but also contain the whole world's people.
He could see through Fu Jian's eyes, but he couldn't see through this man's. He had seen with his own eyes that he could control the weather and the sword energy from a distance.
However, all he did was beneficial to Fu Jian, and never harmed Da Qin.
Xuancheng looked straight into his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Can you tell me the truth about that incident in Luoyang?"
Wang Jia smiled, "Didn't you explain everything clearly at Laojun Mountain last time?"
"But my soul tells me that things are not like that. Fu Jian doesn't wonder who I am. You can see through me at a glance. You all know, so why do you still do that? Where did Duke Yangping Fu Rong go?"