Wei Yang lived back in Yunkong Pavilion.
When I entered the Cloud Sky Pavilion under the leadership of the maid, she was sitting at the stone table under the tree.
There was a leafy Bauhinia tree beside the table, showing a little bit of green under the snow cover. The breeze blew, and the tiny snowdrops floated and fell all over the ground, landing on the hair tips of the woman under the tree.
Wei Yangru was dressed in white before she got married, she looked back and smiled at me, frozen in the white sky, quiet like a fairy outside the world.
She is still dignified and elegant, but her impeccable elegance is a little less real, and her delicate and flawless face is a little pale.
Weiyang stepped back and walked side by side with me. Her pace was a little unsteady, and I had to support her.
"His Royal Highness, how could you—" I frowned, how could she be so sickly.
Wei Yang smiled bitterly, clinging to my hand, her cold fingers trembling a little.
"I'm afraid!" For a long time, she almost squeezed these three words out of her teeth, her face was terrifyingly pale.
I hurriedly grabbed her hands, sat down on a swing, and put my arms around her shoulders. She leaned against my arms, trembling, and seemed really frightened.
"It's great that you're back! I can't find anyone to say! No one! You're back!" Wei Yang was incoherent, trying her best to control her emotions.
I patted her on the shoulder and reassured her, a young girl about my age who was under too much pressure. The intrigue and bloody cruelty of the court were too unfamiliar to this girl in her cardamom age.
That night, it was as thrilling as I expected. Weiyang was the only outsider who witnessed the slaughter. From her intermittent descriptions, I had a general understanding of what happened.
At night, like a huge black curtain covering the earth, half the moon seemed to smell an unusual breath, and it was hidden in the clouds early, without a trace of light.
Beichen Tianheng is sharing dinner with Weiyang, and there is no palace servant to wait on them. The two are like ordinary husband and wife, and there is a slight smile between the cups and chopsticks.
The window was not closed tightly, and a gust of night wind blew the candle on the table, Wei Yang got up and closed the window.
Suddenly, the door opened abruptly, and the cold wind poured in, blowing out the candle, and the blue smoke lingered on the roof.
"Bold!" Bei Chen Tianheng frowned, looking angrily at the servant who had rushed in.
"Who said Aijia was bold?"
The slow and cold tone fixed Beichen Tianheng's anger on his face. He watched Shun Mi, dressed in a crimson robe, come out of the group of servants. His surprised expression was hidden in his deep eyes. Look straight ahead.
"Emperor and Concubine!" Beichen Tianheng didn't dare to be careless, and asked Shunmi to sit down while looking around cautiously.
The servants that Shun Mi brought were all first-class masters in Fenghuan Palace. The bulge under the dark armor was clearly a sword weapon. They occupied the four corners of the palace, and their posture was not just like protecting Shunmi.
Beichen Tianheng frowned slightly, and calmly ordered Weiyang.
"Weiyang, go and fetch my finest silver needles, please try your tea art!"
Wei Yang noticed that the atmosphere was unusual. She looked at the two of them in confusion. The two looked friendly, but the eagle-like eyes were as sharp as ice.
Passing by Beichen Tianheng's side, he secretly took her hand and whispered very quickly:
"Don't come out!"
Wei Yang didn't know why, so she looked up at him in surprise, his face still had a slight smile, Wei Yang pretended to be okay and walked back.
"Your Majesty!" Shun Mi raised her tail gracefully, stroked her eyebrows, and said, "Ai's family doesn't beat around the bush. Now that the imperial court is in turmoil, should the emperor take some action in order to avoid turmoil in the country?"
"The meaning of the emperor and the concubine is-" Beichen Tianheng pretended to be confused.
Shun Mi winked, and a eunuch behind him executed the decree and read it in a high voice.
The general idea is that Beichen Tianheng's conscious ability is limited, and he asks the empress and concubine to follow the government under the curtain, so as to protect the country's society.
After listening, Beichen Tianheng stared at Shunmi with a deep face.
"Emperor and concubine, there is no precedent for women to participate in politics in the Xi Kingdom. This is contrary to the ancestral law!" After a long time, Beichen Tianheng said lightly.
"The ancestral law is not set in stone. Thinking back to that time, Princess Changle's Xiqi and Shunhuang were not the same in the battlefield!" Shun Mi replied tit for tat.
"Is the empress and concubine made up?"
"Does the emperor think that Aijia is joking?"
"What if I don't agree?" Beichen Tianheng frowned.
"Then don't blame Aijia!" Shun Mi raised her phoenix eyes.
Beichen Tianheng's uncompromising attitude made Shunmi lose her patience, she let go of her kindness and look, and her deterrent eyes showed the confidence that she was bound to win.
With a wave of his jade hand, the servants behind Shun Mi flashed their weapons.
"Your Majesty, you agreed earlier, and Ai's family will not be embarrassed!" Shun Mi stared at Beichen Tianheng, his face hard to hide.
Beichen Tianheng sighed slightly, patted his palms lightly, and countless guards poured in immediately outside, their costumes were the Shenwu Army.
"The emperor and the concubine used swords in Ziwei City, and she underestimated the Royal Forest Army!"
"Are you ready?" Shun Mi looked at the Divine Martial Army, which was several times his size, in doubt, and his face began to turn pale.
"Just in case, I just didn't expect the emperor and concubine to be so worried about me!" Beichen Tianheng nodded slightly, and the Shenwu Army slowly moved closer to Shunmi and the others.
"It doesn't matter who wins and who loses!" Shun Mi turned pale, and gave an order to the master servant, vowing to resist.
Beichen Tianheng was no longer polite, and signaled the Shenwu Army to disarm and arrest people.
For a time, the two sides scuffled into one. Between swords, lights and swords, tables and chairs collapsed, porcelain and jade screens shattered, and the sticky blood stained the wine and vegetable dust and stained the walls.
Shun Mi's side gradually showed weakness, and some of the servants kept screaming and fell down.
"Emperor and Concubine, hurry up!" The maid was almost unable to support her, so she forced her to protect Shunmi and left.
However, the Shenwu Army was pressing forward step by step, making their circle smaller and smaller. In the small circle built by Shun Mi's inner servant, his expression was hopeless and awe-inspiring. Beichen Tianheng, dressed in bright yellow robes stained with blood, stood in front of him. Staring blankly at her outside the crowd.
Just when the servants couldn't support it, there was a sound of armour outside, and another wave of guards poured in like a black tide, it was the Yulin Army!
Pan Jie, the deputy commander of the Yulin Army, returned to Jiangdong. He was now led by a general. His skilled and well-trained guards quickly surrounded the melee combatants, and the huge palace suddenly seemed crowded.
Beichen Tianheng looked at the group of uninvited guests, a hint of surprise flashed on his face, but then his deep eyes locked on the person who came out of the crowd.
Beichen Shaoyuan, dressed in gold satin and white, was especially conspicuous in the black armored army.
"Shaoyuan!"
When Shun Mi, who was still fighting the beasts, saw Aiko, her phoenix eyes lit up.