Meng Fuyao was in mid-air, raising her hand to meet Feng Xuan's gaze and tear off the mask.
However, a black shadow suddenly ran over!
The shadow came strangely, it actually flew out from the side hall, stepped on the window and flew over, the person was in the middle of the blank, and the light was bright, the green front was cold and scary three feet away, and it turned out to be a peerless magic weapon in his hand.
The figure was still ten feet away, and the famous sword Baoguang had already arrived in front of Meng Fuyao, and it went straight for her raised wrist. Meng Fuyao snorted coldly and raised his hand to cut it. shear.
She grabbed the tip of the long sword with her fingers, and without turning back, she just grabbed the tip of the sword and punched the sudden person directly.
That man was not fond of fighting, and he didn't want the peerless famous sword anymore. He turned around smoothly and rushed back to the main hall. The open long window was kicked hard.
With a bang, the window was closed again, and Feng Xuan was carried in again.
Meng Fuyao was about to raise his hand to tear off the mask again and stopped immediately, his face was livid with anger.
Which bastard is Cheng Yaojin who came out halfway
It was obvious that he didn't want to fight her to the death, but he just didn't want Feng Xuan to see her, so he desperately blocked her, obviously he was an insider.
At this time, the insider who prevented her from finding out the truth is most likely the enemy who harmed her back then!
No matter what happened before the age of five, she can now be sure that it is definitely not a good thing. Since he was young, he has been wandering all over the world and suffered all kinds of bullying, all thanks to these bastards!
Meng Fuyao's anger came up slowly, and he ran over as soon as he lifted his legs.
But Yu Heng suddenly swiped his sleeve to the ground.
His sleeves were cut out like steel plates, and a stream of bright sparks was drawn on the bluestone steps. When he lifted his finger, the string of sparks jumped up to his fingertips like a chain of starlight chains. Heng's eyebrows flickered, and he smiled evilly: "I was injured, but you two don't seem to be in full bloom, just right, then let me tell you the real difference between the top five and bottom five of the top ten. "
He suddenly turned around slowly, turning his back to Meng Fuyao without hesitation.
When Meng Fuyao saw his back, she was startled. Although the clothes were torn and there were vague scars on the vest, she remembered that when she inserted the dagger, she struck very hard. Even if she slipped out immediately, she could still deal with Yu Heng It caused a lot of damage, but now that Yuheng turned around, the scar was no longer bleeding, and even the long and narrow scar seemed to be healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
What an amazing resilience!
Meng Fuyao was startled, and Yu Heng, who had his back to her, suddenly flicked his hand, and the inextinguishable chain of sparks in his hand threw a bright arc of light in mid-air. The air and the whistling wind sounded like they could split the world, and they were pulled down fiercely!
"Snapped!"
The ground of the ten-foot wide courtyard was split open, the fire that Meng Fuyao had lit was extinguished in an instant, and the burning lantern on the eaves corner of the hall thirty feet away trembled, and the paper covered by the lantern was snapped away. The upper candles were ignited, and balls of fire fell down, and the petals of the spring flowers all over the yard were torn apart, and the moment they were torn apart, they were silently turned into dust.
The corner of Meng Fuyao's flying clothes was lifted up by this fierce chop, covering her face.
It was dark on all sides, and all light sources were extinguished.
The cold wind has arrived!
In the sound of the wind, someone gave an evil smile, the laughter was close to the ear, and he didn't feel any movement happening vaguely, but his face suddenly felt cold and painful.
He wanted to ruin her face!
There was the sound of someone's clothes rushing towards him, probably Changsun Wuji, and there was a "slap" of applause, so loud that the ground seemed to shake.
Meng Fuyao was already full of anger, but now he couldn't bear it anymore, and regardless of the pain on his face, even if he raised his hand, he slapped it.
The palm slashed in the darkness, and a black sharp blade slanted out from the palm.
Kill God!
"Snapped-"
It surged violently, like a huge boulder hammering the heart of the sea, or a wall smashed down on its head, smashing out thousands of hectares of waves, masts and sculls flying to ashes, smashing out thousands of layers of waves, everything turned into dust, smashing Meng Fuyao's throat black in front of his eyes. Sweet, the blood all over his body surged in an instant.
The body was suddenly pulled vigorously by someone, the wind blew up, and the strange fragrance in the darkness became thicker, and then Yu Heng said in surprise: "You-good! So you are-" He stopped suddenly in the middle of the sentence, and laughed.
But Meng Fuyao has already been dragged out by Changsun Wuji.
Her body was pulled into a fluttering flag, and it unfolded in the midnight wind, crossing thousands of floors of the palace like a shooting star, and passing across the top of Qionglou Yuyu.
Behind her, Empress Xuanji stomped her feet angrily and shouted: "Why don't you kill them to avoid future troubles! Go after them, go after them!"
Yuheng remained silent, and after a while he raised his hand, covered his chest, and coughed. Another sound.
Then he slowly raised his sleeves, covered his lips, and said in a hoarse voice from behind the sleeves: "Wuzhou Continent is full of talented people... I really... am old..."
"Go after it! Go after it!" Empress Xuanji was still dissatisfied and urged endlessly.
Yuheng put down his sleeves and glanced at her in the blink of an eye. That glance was full of emotions, melancholy...helpless...regret...sad...
After a while he said: "Ning'er... I really regret pampering you like this. If I can't protect you in the future, what will you do?"
Empress Xuanji paused, as if touched by the boudoir name that no one had called for a long time, she said silently for a while: "What happened to you today? Lost your soul? The two juniors scared you like this? Didn't they also suffer? You At any rate, the fourth among the top ten, why is it that the prestige of others overwhelms one's ambition?"
Yuheng smiled, didn't answer, just said: "Your nature, I have persuaded you many times and you still don't listen, now you listen to me for the last time, change it."
"What to change?" Empress Xuanji's voice became sharp again, "Why can't you protect me? Didn't you promise me to protect me from life to death?"
"Naturally." Yu Heng said calmly: "From birth to death, when you die, you can only be buried next to me. You are not allowed to go to the Feng family's mausoleum."
"You're talking nonsense." Empress Xuanji glanced at him, and said proudly: "I live and die in the same hole as him, and the place next to his Anling is mine, and it can only be mine. Me and his, no one can change."
"No." Yuheng said lightly, "I don't allow it. If you are buried in Anling, I will destroy the entire Anling, dig up your corpses, feed his to dogs, and eat yours. If you want to bury Anling, I will let you not even have a burial place."
"You..." Empress Xuanji was frightened by the creepy content he said in a flat tone, she suddenly turned her head and stared at him, Yuheng's eyes were thick and faint in the moonlight, still with that indifferent expression However, after getting along for so many years, she has understood Yuheng's temperament to some extent. After thinking about it, she cautiously said: "You are joking, you are joking, right?"
Yuheng looked at her fixedly, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, then he smiled and said:
"Yes, just kidding."
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Meng Fuyao was held by the eldest grandson Wuji, and quickly crossed the roof ridges.
Changsun Wuji pulled her to run fast, laps and laps against the wind - Meng Fuyao's palm-to-hand clash with Yu Heng just now, the real power was accumulated in the dantian due to the shock, and must be released as soon as possible.
On the third lap, Meng Fuyao vomited a mouthful of blood, only then did Changsun Wuji stop, and said with a sigh of relief: "Okay—"
Meng Fuyao raised her head and looked at him gratefully - he always knew her physical condition best, and he didn't even need to feel her pulse.
Immediately, she smiled brightly and said: "The palm just now seemed to have shaken away some silt in my dantian. After a few days, I will fully recover and absorb all the power of Zong Yue's medicine. I should be able to level up soon. Haha, this is the benefit of fighting with the top ten, fight to the next level, Yuheng, Yuheng, let's leave you to be proud for a few days, and prepare the coffin!"
Changsun Wuji didn't care what she was proud of, raised his hand and lifted her mask, frowned and said, "Is there no injury on your face?"
As soon as she opened it, she was startled, Meng Fuyao's face was covered with blood, and she was so red that it was frightening. Coupled with her grinning smile, it was really unbearable. After a closer look, she felt relieved. It turned out that her nose was broken.
Meng Fuyao, who was belatedly aware of it, covered his nose, and said to his bright red hand in surprise, "Huh? Why didn't I know that my nose was bleeding? Oh, thanks to my high nose, it will block the sky from falling, otherwise it will collapse a little bit, and it will explode." It’s not the nose, it’s probably my eyes.”
Changsun Wuji glanced at her helplessly, then pushed her chin and said, "Look up." He took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off her face, and said, "I've never seen a woman so careless about her appearance."
"What's the use of having a good skin?" Meng Fuyao spread his hands, "It only causes troubles, and it is easy to be looked down upon by others. It is not a flower vase, but it is also a flower vase. Whatever achievements you make, you must be able to show off your looks, all personal abilities are wiped out, and... "She smiled suddenly, and slowly said: "It's better to be ugly or ugly, clean."
Changsun Wuji paused his hand for wiping her face, raised his eyes to look at her for a while, raised his eyebrows and said, "King Meng thought that I was chasing you because of your outstanding appearance."
As soon as Meng Fuyao heard it, he knew that His Highness the Crown Prince was angry, he smiled embarrassingly, his eyes fluttered and he didn't speak, he said "I think appearance is still very important, probably you like me and this has something to do with it, but people are thin-skinned, so I'm sorry to say you directly Accept it" means.
Changsun Wuji took back the handkerchief, sighed and said, "Fortunately, it's me... If you were replaced by that hot-tempered guy, it's likely to make you bleed again."
Meng Fuyao was not convinced, he raised his head and said: "Is it wrong?"
"Big mistake!" Changsun Wuji sneered, "Your statement really insults us."
"It's serious." Meng Fuyao muttered, "Well, I admit that you are high-spirited, and you are never moved by other people's appearance." She probed her head and saw that there were low row houses surrounded by low walls, Frowning: "What kind of place is this?"
"It seems to be the place where eunuchs and servants live." Changsun Wuji said, "You know, there are some eunuchs and maids in the palace who made mistakes, were deposed, were born with diseases, or were old, and they usually find another place to live together."
"Actually, just throw it aside and fend for yourself." Meng Fuyao understood immediately, and sighed, "They're all poor people... Let's go, find a chance in a few days and then deal with those bastards."
As soon as she turned around, Changsun Wuji suddenly let out a "huh".
Meng Fuyao turned around to look, and saw Changsun Wuji's gaze fell under the eaves, where in the shadow of the corner, there was a man squatting, looking at his back, it was an old man, with white hair draped over his shoulders, who was using a straw, Draw something on the ground.
Who doesn't sleep outside the door to paint in the middle of the night? Meng Fuyao glanced curiously, and was about to walk away, when the old eunuch suddenly said "He He", threw the straw and fell backwards.
Meng Fuyao hurried down to support him, and frowned as soon as he supported him, he hated the smell of urine on the eunuch's body very much, when he raised his eyes, he saw the old eunuch's face was covered with dirt, and the hair that hadn't been washed for a long time was draped messily and covered his face. The grains of rice that hadn't been wiped off were stuck together, and the facial features could not be distinguished clearly. At this moment, his mouth was open, his eyes were cloudy and staring, and the corners of his mouth were drooling.
Seeing that it was a stroke, or some other disease attack, Meng Fuyao patted his face and said: "Old man... old man..."
The old man tried his best to open his eyes, his gaze touched her face, his eyeballs suddenly froze, frozen in the sockets, motionless, numbly fixed there, Meng Fuyao almost died when he saw him, he was startled, Calling repeatedly, the old eunuch struggled, seemed to want to call out, and seemed to want to break free from her, but his stiff body couldn't move, the so-called vigorous struggle was just a slight trembling, and in Meng Fuyao's eyes, it was still a symptom of a stroke.
"Dead man! Go out and go crazy again!"
Suddenly there was the sound of the door opening behind him, and a woman in disheveled clothes strode out with a murmur and a numb expression, cursing and cursing: "Damn old lunatic, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, and you hang your corpse outside all day long!" He snatched the old eunuch from Meng Fuyao's hands, without even looking at Meng Fuyao, he dragged the old eunuch's withered body away, kicked the door open with one kick and threw the person in, and then kicked the door back, There was a bang and the whole room shook three times.
Meng Fuyao looked angrily and funny, and said to his grandson Wuji behind him: "It's the first time I know that I am transparent."
Changsun Wuji didn't answer, he was staring at the ground in rapt attention, for some reason, under the moonlight, his face suddenly turned pale, there was still a bit of blueness in the whiteness, there seemed to be some vague fluctuations in the corners of his brows and eyes, as if there was something wrong It was shaking his mind and... making him angry.
It was rare for Meng Fuyao to see his expression like this, he was startled, turned his head and looked at the ground as well, Zhangsun Wuji suddenly moved, it seemed that he wanted to stretch out his foot to wipe off the picture on the ground, but when he stretched his foot halfway Shrunk back again.
Meng Fuyao crouched there, staring at the painting on the ground.
Very messy, very abstract, standard children's graffiti.
Three paintings.
The first one can be vaguely seen to be a palace, a very ordinary palace, not the complicated style of the current Xuanji Palace, and there is a woman in simple clothes, and a man dressed as a eunuch, who seems to be talking.
The second picture seems to be a room, and it is also the same ordinary room layout. There are several bed frames and hanging curtains.
Meng Fuyao stared at the painting, and his breathing became short of breath.
The third picture seems to be in a different place, with more furnishings. A woman is lying on the ground, a woman with a head full of emerald jewels, and a thin young man. There is someone hiding behind the pillars and curtains. It seems to be the eunuch, holding his fingers tightly For the curtain, the old eunuch replaced it with a few tight and chaotic lines to draw the tension that suppresses breathing.
nervous!
Meng Fuyao's eyes darkened for no reason, and her heart began to pound immediately. She pressed her heart, struggled to look up at Changsun Wuji, who had been staring at the second painting, with pain and sadness in her eyes, Meng Fuyao couldn't help it. Knowing what he was sad about, just looking at that expression, I felt a "boom" in my heart, as if a heavy object fell heavily, smashing my internal organs into severe pain instantly.
The two of them were silent in pain for a moment, as if they were standing in the courtyard and wanted to walk but couldn't move, wanting to escape but couldn't.
Meng Fuyao turned to look at the second painting obsessively, but in his heart he was very resistant to take another look. The white and bright picture in his mind came back...a dark space...a hand that smelled of urine...a hand that was slender and longer than ordinary people finger…
Meng Fu swayed, and without waiting for Changsun Wuji to help him, he suddenly stood up, strode over, and kicked open the door that was kicked shut just now.
In the room exuding a foul smell, the middle-aged woman who was cursing and wiping the old eunuch's sweat on the broken bed looked up in amazement, and saw Meng Fuyao striding in, and went straight to the old eunuch, stretching out her hand to lift him up. Get up and go.
"Wait!"
The woman suddenly jumped out of the bed, stretched out her hand to grab the bamboo and wooden broom by the wall, and said viciously with a wave: "Who are you! How dare you enter the palace to snatch people!"
Meng Fuyao smiled when she heard it, but the smile was also cold, she shook the unconscious old eunuch in her hand, and sneered, "Yes, go to the palace to rob people, I can rob whoever I want, get out of the way if you are sensible. go."
"Is there any more royal law! Get out of here!" The woman rushed forward waving the broom, Meng Fuyao flicked her finger to stop her, raised her eyes to look at her, and said calmly: "The deep palace is suffering, and each other is a companion. You can be regarded as being kind and righteous, in view of this, I will not kill you... Let me ask you, who is he?"
"Bah!" The woman spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, "Your father!"
"My father died a long time ago." Meng Fuyao smiled grimly, "You miss my father so much, how about I send you down to see him?"
"You bastard!"
Meng Fuyao frowned, looking at this woman who had been a prisoner in the palace for a long time, who had already lost her nature and feared life and death, felt a little tricky for a while, but seeing that the old eunuch might not be able to say anything, she needed to start from here. The woman got some information from her mouth, thought for a while, raised her hand and grabbed her, carrying one while walking out the door.
This place is remote and no one comes, and after making such a mess, no guards passed by, Meng Fuyao swaggered back to the post with the two of them, drove straight into the inner room, threw the two of them to the ground, sat down with a golden sword on his horse, and said: "See No, I took you out of the palace, if you have something to say, I will give you freedom."
She was talking to the woman, the old eunuch, she would not promise freedom until she figured out his identity and entanglements.
"Going out of the palace?" The woman got up and looked around. She looked around through the window lattice, and saw the tall trees in the post house. Laughed on his knees.
"Hahaha, I'm out of the palace, hahaha, I'm out of the palace!"
She rushed over and shook the old eunuch desperately: "Old Lu, old Lu, we're out of the palace! We've finally made it out! We won't be afraid of people coming to kill you anymore! Haha, we're out!"
Hearing the last sentence, Meng Fuyao raised his eyebrows, "Who killed you?"
"It's none of your business." The woman curled her thin lips.
"It's none of my business." Meng Fuyao smiled, "Where are you none of my business? I think I have to send you back and continue to be killed."
The woman was silent for a while, looked at the trembling old eunuch on the ground, and suddenly said: "What do you want to know?"
"Who is he? His experience in the palace, and your experience."
"There is nothing to say." The woman said coldly, "He is the old road, my counterpart, and entered the palace many years earlier than me. When I made a mistake and entered the dark court, he was already there. As for why he was sent in? , I asked him, but he didn't say that before entering the dark court, he was the rough envoy and eunuch in Concubine Ying's palace. I was almost dead in 2000, so he was the only one alive, and I was very much taken care of by him when I entered the dark court, so I became a pair."
Concubine Ying... Meng Fuyao chewed on this title for a while, but didn't feel any special meaning, thought for a while and said: "There is an abandoned palace behind a bush in the southwest corner of the palace, do you know which palace it is?"
"Is there a palace there?" The woman shook her head. "There is a forbidden area in the southwest corner. We were not allowed to go there when we were maids of honor. I have never seen it."
Meng Fuyao frowned, and asked another way: "Concubine Ying's palace, what's its name?"
She remembered that the man she met in Guanyuan Prison once said the sound of the word Yanling. She checked all the place names in Xuanji, but she couldn't find a place that was similar to the pronunciation of these two words. Now she remembered that it was probably Palace name
"I don't know." The woman still shook her head, "Concubine Ying died fourteen years ago, and I only entered the palace eight years ago, so how do I know about her?"
"Fourteen years ago..." Meng Fuyao said with a shock in his heart, "When did Lao Lu enter the dark court? It was also fourteen years ago?"
"Yes, it's been fourteen years." The woman turned her head to look at the weary old Lu, her eyes were full of comfort and self-injury and sighs.
In normal times, Meng Fuyao might be moved by such a feeling of sharing weal and woe, but at this moment, she was restless and restless, burning a chaotic pain like thatch, how can she control this, and asked: "Who wants to kill you?"
"It was him who killed him, not me." The woman said, "Originally we were clean in that unattended place, and the hardships are a little bit harder. We live like this, and I am used to it. I don't think that a few months ago, someone suddenly came to kill him." He, he mixed poison in the rice. It happened that I accidentally knocked over the rice that day, and the rice was snatched by the dog. I was so distressed that I scolded him, but the dog kicked his legs and died. I was so scared that I hugged him all night long. I didn't close my eyes, I wanted to hide, I wanted to hide, I wanted to hide, there was no place to hide, two sinners, but they just huddled in the corner and waited to die, but after thinking about it, they were fine again, no one asked, so I wondered if I killed the wrong one People? Now that I found out, I let it go? After thinking about it, I remembered that before that happened, this lunatic was painting on the ground all day long. Once he said that he was seen by others, but he couldn’t tell if he asked him. Who, could it be that this painting caused the trouble? He was not allowed to paint. Who knew that this pretty corpse would stop painting during the day, but he made a fuss again. He got up in the middle of the night and went out to paint. I had to wash it during the day. The clothes of the eunuchs, how can I keep them all day and night, and this will attract you again..." As he spoke, he didn't know where he touched his heart, and finally raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears.
Meng Fuyao sat in a daze, listening to those words, every word was in his ears, but every word was muddled, the old things were like sparks buried in the ashes, always flickering scarlet in the gray darkness, but when he really searched for them, he couldn't find them. It's hard to find everywhere, if you're not careful, maybe that spark will go out again, and it's still a cold ashes, just like this heart, which was soaked in water overnight.
The eldest grandson Wuji beside him silently grabbed her hand and squeezed it lightly. His palm was a little hot. However, for Meng Fuyao whose hands and feet were cold at this moment, the hot feeling was the most comforting. Meng Fuyao felt the heat. At this moment of trance, she suddenly remembered something completely irrelevant. She remembered that Changsun Wuji's palms were slightly cold before, which had something to do with his femininity in martial arts, but these days, no matter when his hand stretched out It's all hot, warm in my heart, thinking about this movement in my heart, I glanced away, seeing Changsun Wuji holding the tea with his sleeves folded up, the teacup was steaming, and his hands were extraordinarily warm when he was wrapped up by his sleeves.
Upon realizing this, his heart moved again—he hoped to give himself a warmer feeling on this dark road ahead, right? Not only actions and words, but also skin-to-skin contact, not only the inseparable support and companionship, but also the warm pair stretched out in her sleeves and scalded with a teacup at the moment when her heart was cold and her hands and feet were cold. hands.
There are people in this world who treat you like this, no matter how scary the truth is, there are still people who are willing to share it with you, so what are you afraid of
Taking a deep breath, Meng Fuyao held his hand with moist eyes, patted it comfortingly, and then signaled Tie Cheng to take the woman down and guard her first, and decide whether she will stay or not when the truth comes to light. He also ordered people to go out to find the doctor quietly—the old eunuch was seriously ill, the meaning of the three paintings, the old story of Concubine Ying, the person who wanted to kill him, the answers to these things can only be understood after he can speak .
Everyone has left, and there are only two people left in the hall, facing each other facing a lamp, listening to the rooster crowing in the distance, and the sound of early risers opening the door a few streets away. Knocking on the clapper in the morning market, the morning light gradually coated the window paper, turning people's faces white.
This thrilling and dark and subtle night passed like water, and some moods also flowed away like water, irreparable, and those gloomy old things hidden in the old papers were so unceremoniously squeezed into her. In the cracks of life, it swells into a blunt ball, stuck in the bottom of my heart, making people want to choke up from time to time.
Changsun Wuji got up, gently blew out the lights, gently embraced her in his arms, caressed her face slowly, brushed off the dust and fatigue that had been carved on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes overnight, and said in a low voice: "Go to sleep for a while." , the sky... is about to dawn."
Meng Fuyao didn't resist, she fell silently in Changsun Wuji's arms, here was his heartbeat, calm, broad and powerful, counting it in a single sound, it was the most stable and beautiful heart song in the world.
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After a night in the palace, they never found out who the black shadow behind the screen was, but they uncovered some secrets written in the past layer by layer, leaving only the last layer of thin paper.
Meng Fuyao came over overnight and regained her composure. She has been in power for a long time, and she is no longer the little person who wanted to endure but couldn't help being impulsive, who wanted to be impulsive but often made mistakes. , she does not allow others to have the opportunity to overturn her.
She first visited the Nine Emperors.
In the inner room of the Ninth Princess Mansion, she had a long conversation with the Ninth Emperor's daughter. The woman calmly told Meng Fuyao that the father's situation is strange, and it is not as simple as it seems on the surface. The Queen must have something else. Its people, the princes and daughters of the various families firmly hold on to the little power in their hands, but it is actually ridiculous that it is useless.
"My Xuanji imperial city's troops are in charge of three people." Feng Danning, the Ninth Emperor's daughter, drew a map of the distribution of troops for Meng Fuyao, "Your Majesty is naturally in charge of the deployment of troops, and in addition, he is in charge of the imperial city's Imperial Forest Army. Directly in charge, I'm afraid the queen is in charge of it. The rest are the 100,000 Imperial City Shence Army and the 150,000 Changyong Army. The Shence Army is under the control of the Ministry of War. In addition, there are 10,000 people in the purple cloak, and 10,000 people in the iron guards. In addition, the generals in various places have self-respect, whose camp they will belong to, and how they will act in the future. It will be clear."
"Whose Long Yong Army belongs to?"
"The Changyong Army is under the command of His Majesty, and it is divided into three battalions. One of the battalions is the commander-in-chief of the eldest princess' grandfather, and the other two battalions are currently neutral. In addition, most of the commanders of the Changyong Army are from the frontier army. General, under Yasukuni Duke Tang's family."
Meng Fuyao gave a "hmm" and said with a smile, "What is Nine Emperor Girl's plan now?"
The Ninth Queen stood up solemnly, bowed her knees and bowed.
"I would like to ask Meng Wang and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to help me, Xuanji, to make a decision early, and save my Xuanji's descendants from cannibalism."
"Me?" Meng Fuyao pointed at his nose, looked at the Ninth Emperor Daughter, and smiled for a while, "Do you really think I'm a nosy king? You Xuanji is turning back, as if I don't have any responsibilities or obligations?"
"My lord, although I don't know who the new lord is, I do know that those in power are quite hostile to my lord." The Ninth Queen lowered her eyes and said quietly, "Why not once and for all?"
Meng Fuyao smiled, and said: "Prince Xuanji stares at the throne almost to the point of becoming red-eyed, killing each other to the point of blood and blood, it's rare for the Nine Emperors to be so detached, only you don't care about the throne, but care about the love of your compatriots."
"In just over a year, the fourth sister died, the sixth sister died, the seventh brother died, and the eighth brother died." The Nine Emperor Goddess looked indifferently, "Although they are not siblings of the same mother, they are also biological brothers and sisters. They all died silently. Died under the wheel of imperial power, and there may be more deaths in the future, there are really too many princes and daughters of Xuanji, and there is no one to pity them when mowing grass, but God has no pity, and the emperor and empress have no pity, I pity."
She bowed again: "I also ask the prince to have mercy."
Meng Fuyao got up to stop her, and said with a smile: "I'm an outsider, temporarily living in your country, with only three thousand guards around me, so what if I pity you? The Ninth Queen really thinks highly of me, but what I said earlier was right, you are in court Some people don't like me, girl, I always don't like to wait for others to attack me before making a move, so when it's time to make a move, I will make a move."
The Ninth Queen was overjoyed: "Thank you, my lord, but my lord has some persuasion, and Dan Ning will never refuse."
He is really a smart person, knowing that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, Meng Fuyao smiled, took out a portrait from his sleeve, and said: "I heard that the Ninth Emperor's daughter is proficient in calligraphy and writing, and she waits on the papers in His Majesty's study every day. The memorial will be sent to Yongchang Hall every three days? Then please show this painting to His Majesty when you have time to look at it."
The Ninth Queen took it, and the portrait was handed over flat, she could see it clearly as soon as her eyes fell, Meng Fuyao paid close attention to her expression, but seeing that she was normal, she couldn't help frowning slightly.
This painting is a synthesis of the images in those three pictures and the broken impressions in Meng Fuyao's own mind. In the painting is the palace room, a smiling woman, her face is Meng Fuyao's face, her expression is not Meng Fuyao's, She is also older than Meng Fuyao. There is a small side room behind her, the curtains are half rolled up, there are a few pots on the bed, and the curtains hang down to the floor.
Meng Fuyao felt that Feng Xuan might not have noticed the eunuch, nor might he have seen the scene in the last painting, but he should have memories of this woman, right
The Ninth Emperor took it away, and Meng Fuyao asked about the whereabouts of Feng Wu's wife, the Ninth Emperor pondered for a while and said: "Fifth Sister-in-law... Let Fifth Brother not look for it."
Once the final decision was made, there was no need to ask any more questions, Meng Fuyao sighed, got up and said goodbye.
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She went back to the post house, called someone to make some arrangements, then packed up and went out.
She went to Shenmu Lane on Suzaku Avenue, which is the centralized lodging place for Eagle Dogs in the capital. Just like Zicloak and Tiewei, the high-level residences of the two organizations are also far away from each other.
She first went to the home of the Iron Guard President, entered the room dressed in black, and found the bedroom of the Iron Guard Chief who was still recuperating from a broken leg because of grabbing "One Couch Cloud". She opened the door and walked in with a smile. A century-old precious porcelain vase broke the newly healed broken leg of the President again.
Then Shi Shiran pushed the door out amidst the pig-killing yells from the leader of the president, and went straight to the homes of officials close to Tiewei in the Xuanji court according to the list given by the Nine Emperors. Lost half of the room, dragged people away from the concubine who was warm and soft, and made people fall ill, got into people's secret rooms and moved the embezzled and bribed money to the street to be picked up by others, etc., and so on. After a few houses, she went to the house of Chief Zicloak and poured a whole sack of low-level poison into the well water of his house. When the sack was poured in, the well water was filled with white foam. Let alone people, the pig saw it. will not drink.
The leader of the purple cloak found that something was wrong with the water, and immediately started a thorough investigation. It happened that he saw a figure flashing across the high wall, and hurriedly mobilized his men and horses to chase after him. The more he chased, the more he felt something was wrong. Why did this route go in the direction of Tiewei? While hesitating, the iron guard commander's men who were looking for the murderer also rushed out aggressively.
So, they collided.
One thought that the other party had knocked off the leg of their leader and wanted to take advantage of it to rob. The other thought that the iron guard was upset that the leader was injured and sent someone to poison him and wanted the villain to sue first. The enemy had been full of anger for many years, and there was no possibility of calmly sitting down and investigating carefully. , how can I bear a few words and two words, and those officials who are close to the iron guards came here with disheveled hair, bare feet and bald heads, and they began to ask angrily before they could figure out the situation. Ecstasy Roar summed it up:
"Day your mother, please beat me up!"
So he was beaten.
Ten thousand purple cloaks confronted ten thousand iron guards, and once again they played happily and flamboyantly. The eldest princess and the third prince rushed to suppress them immediately, but this time was different from the last time. The officials, whose money was scattered by the heavenly maiden, chattered about the two golden branches and jade leaves one by one, and formed cliques to unite with their colleagues to find justice. The third prince comforted him patiently, and did not listen to the one-sided words of Tiewei and the officials. However, the eldest princess has a fiery temper, and her eyebrows stood on end when the leader of the purple cloak finished speaking—well, I haven't bullied anyone yet, and everyone has bullied me!
Think how majestic her purple cloak was back then? Now she is beaten and beaten again and again, and she has endured the death of the leader a lot, but she still doesn't want to let the third child go! Seeing that the third child is still putting on a show, how could it be such a coincidence that all the people who suffer are from his side
The eldest queen's eyes were burning, and then she remembered that the successor to the throne was still unknown, and His Majesty made an exception to delegate power to her. Many people whispered in their ears that His Majesty may not have decided on a heroine at all, but only the Sacred Heart's silent observation, to see who can win in the battle. Winner, who is the most suitable to be the emperor, she was tempted by this statement many times, but hesitated to make a decision. Now that she was being forced to add fuel to the fire, she became determined to burn the boat.
No matter! Let Xuanji go to court and see her abilities and qualifications with wide eyes!
The eldest princess was determined, she immediately sneered, waved her plain hand, and the subordinates understood, and rushed to the Changyong Army to deliver the order.
The movement of the 50,000 Changyongjun Army forced the 100,000 Shence Army to move as well. Once these two families moved, the Tang family, who controlled the other two battalion commanders, immediately declared that the capital was in danger and fell into military distress.