In this duel, Long Yi suffered a lot.
It's not just caused by the fighting between you and me. When suppressing the uncontrollable killing energy, the pain Long Yi has to endure and the temptation he needs to resist are unimaginable to ordinary people.
This is the most hurtful.
Long Yi gasped and looked up at the endless sky.
Gu Jiao got off the horse, came to him, turned her head and looked at him firmly: "Long Yi, what are you looking at? Do you remember what happened in the past? You are injured, ride the Heifeng Wang back."
The next second, Gu Jiao was caught by Long Yi.
Gu Jiao's face darkened instantly, like a little rag doll with her head down, unable to love her.
So you were just taking a breath
Sure enough, she shouldn't worry about Long Yi.
How perverted the strength of the dark soul, Long Yi's will only become more perverted.
Long Yi took Gu Jiao back to the Anguo Mansion.
On the other hand, the struggle in the palace also ended. Han Fu was captured alive by Wang Xu, and the garrison army he led saw that Han Fu was arrested, and their morale plummeted.
The only thing left is Han.
After the dark soul took Han's out of the palace, he put Han on the carriage prepared in advance, and he stayed behind to stop Gu Jiao from killing him.
I just didn't expect that the killing would fail, but instead Long Yi took his life.
The dark soul is the biggest trump card in Han's hands, even more important than the fake monarch. If the dark soul hadn't worked for the Han family, how could the Han family easily eavesdrop on the news of the imperial study? How can the fake monarch quietly observe the real monarch in secret
Even when Shangguan Yan was sold as a slave girl, she had a dark soul.
The Han family can lose the fake monarch, but the Han family must not damage the dark soul.
Of course, Han has absolute confidence in the dark soul, even if the dark soul lost to the same junior junior brother last time, the dark soul has become stronger because of this.
"When the dark soul kills Xiao Liulang, he will be able to come to reconcile with Ben Gong."
Han shi thought so, took a long breath, leaned against the wall of the car, closed his eyes and rested.
But after a while, her eyelids suddenly jumped.
Immediately afterwards, anxiety flashed in her heart, as if something bad was about to happen.
She frowned and said: "Did Xiao Liulang catch up? No, there is a dark soul blocking him, and he doesn't know how he died!"
"It's you who I see dead!"
Gu Chengfeng descended from the sky, landed on Han's carriage, kicked the driver and dragged Han mercilessly from the carriage.
Although he respects the old and loves the young, such a vicious old witch is still forgot.
Gu Chengfeng's attack was not serious. Mrs. Han was dragged from the speeding carriage and fell several times before she stopped. The pearl hairpin also fell off, her hair bun was also loose, and her face was full of dust, which was worse than that of the begging old woman. Not as good.
Han Shi screamed in pain.
Gu Chengfeng patted her hand in disgust, and walked towards her condescendingly: "After doing so many bad things, you still want to escape, can you escape?"
Gu Chengfeng had already taken off the crown prince's hood, revealing his true face.
But Han shi still recognized him through his voice. Han shi raised his eyes and gave him a cold look: "You are the one who pretended to be the prince last night? You let me go, I can—"
"It's okay, sir!" Gu Chengfeng considered himself a talker, but he didn't bother to waste his words with an old witch like Han. He directly grabbed Han and threw it into the prison car of the prefect's mansion that had been prepared.
Han shi sat in the prison car, holding the wooden board with both hands: "You will regret it!"
Gu Chengfeng rolled his eyes, and tapped her dumb point with two fingers: "When death is imminent, you are still talking nonsense, and you can't be cured!"
Han was detained and returned to the Duwei Mansion, and a palace change came to an end.
Zhang Dequan was recalled to the palace to clean up the chaos of the war between the Hall of Central Harmony and the outer court together with the twelve prisoners.
When such a big incident happened, the foreign court and the family were all disturbed, and they all rushed to see the monarch, but the monarch did not receive a single one.
The monarch ordered the dynasty to be suspended for three days, and asked Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment to intervene in the investigation.
Check what
Naturally, it was Cha Han, the Prince's Mansion and the Han family, how many shameful deeds had been done behind the scenes.
"Encircle the Han family and the Prince's Mansion! Not a single fly is allowed to go out!"
"What did the former commander of the Imperial Forest Army do, and let a deputy commander take away half of his troops! I will be punished severely!"
"And the Han family's military talisman, take it back from me!"
…
The monarch promulgated a series of terrifying oral orders in the imperial study, and the government offices did not dare to neglect, each performed their own duties, and went non-stop to handle the errands that the monarch explained.
As soon as they walked out of the imperial study, everyone knew that the Han family, which had stood for many years, was about to collapse. After fifteen years, Shengdu once again ushered in the shock of power. Card.
As the saying goes, seeing him rise from a high building, seeing him banqueting guests, seeing his building collapse.
Once the Han family falls, the military power is bound to be divided.
But whether the aristocratic families are complacent, or whether the rabbits die and the foxes are sad, it is unknown.
…
Gu Jiao was very happy in the government office.
The dark soul is dead and the Han family is arrested, which means that the three-year cannibalism civil war will not happen.
The roulette wheel of fortune has quietly reversed from this moment.
Next came the foreign wars with Jin and Liang.
It would be great if it could be avoided too—
"Master! His Highness the eldest grandson!"
Gu Jiao was taking care of Long Yi's injury, but Steward Zheng entered the yard in a hurry. He found Gu Jiao and Xiao Heng in Long Yi's room and bowed, "Your Majesty's order has come from the palace to let the young master and His Highness the eldest grandson. Immediately enter the palace!"
Gu Jiao wrapped the last bandage on Long Yi, and explained that Long Yi was not allowed to move, and then entered the palace with Xiao Heng.
In the imperial study room, Shangguan Yan and Yan Shanjun were also there.
Just now in the Hall of Harmony, Gu Jiao was wholeheartedly alert to the dark souls that might appear at any time, and did not pay much attention to the little princess' biological father, Yan Shanjun.
Now that she is in the mood to look at him, Gu Jiao realizes that this is an uncompromising beauty.
Yanshanjun is the posthumous son born by the queen mother for the late emperor. He is nearly half a jiazi younger than the king. He is over thirty this year, but I don't know if there is nothing in his heart. His eyes have the simplicity and clarity of a young man.
It made him feel younger than his actual age.
With two large walnuts in his right hand, he looked handsome and suave.
In addition, Gu Jiao also noticed a detail, his eyes are amber, lighter than the eyes of ordinary people.
"You are the first person who dares to stare at me like that." Yan Shanjun smiled and handed his face to Gu Jiao, "How is it? Does it look good?"
"Well, it's not as good-looking as him." Gu Jiao pointed at Xiao Heng.
Yan Shanjun: "..."
have been hit.
The king glanced at the two of them lightly and said, "Okay, it's business for you to come here."
Yan Shanjun quickly adjusted his expression and became serious and solemn.
It seems that this younger brother is still in awe of the monarch.
Shangguan Yan was not in a wheelchair today.
- Don't you need to pretend anymore
"The first thing." The monarch looked at Shangguan Yan and said, "Where is Shangguan Qing?"
Shangguan Yan's expression froze, she blinked her eyes guiltily, and pointed to Xiao Heng beside her: "Isn't it... it's here?"
The monarch slapped the table with a cold face: "Do you really think I can't recognize my grandson? Shangguan Qing doesn't eat fennel!"
Oh.
Fennel.
There is such a thing, the cooks of the Guogong's house like to put fennel in their dishes.
So it's the stuffing that has been revealed in the past two days.
The monarch glared at Shangguan Yan in disgust: "You motherfucker doesn't even know such a trivial matter!"
Shangguan Yan was wronged, and whispered: "I also... have never made fennel for him. How can I afford such a precious spice?"
It's very hard in the imperial mausoleum, okay
Jun Yanshan looked at Xiao Heng: "Isn't it Qing'er? She looks really similar..."
The monarch looked at Xiao Heng with heavy eyes: "Who are you?"
Yan Shanjun was also very curious about Xiao Heng's identity, and he did not shy away from his eyes, waiting for Xiao Heng's answer.
Xiao Heng said calmly and calmly: "It doesn't matter who I am, Your Majesty only needs to understand that everything is an expedient measure. The third princess and the eldest grandson are deeply persecuted by the Prince's House, the Han family, and the Nangong family, so this is the last resort. The real eldest grandson of the emperor is very safe, and when everything calms down, the third princess will take him back to Shengdu."
The monarch took a deep look at Xiao Heng, and squeezed his hand on the armrest a little bit.
"It doesn't matter who you are?"
"Yes."
"You don't want glory and wealth either?"
"In no mood."
"Don't want power, fame and fortune?"
"don't want."
Xiao Heng looked into the monarch's eyes without squinting, his eyes didn't evade a bit, he was frank, and he spoke from the bottom of his heart.
Jiangshan Sheji was swallowed by the monarch, who was so angry that he picked up the tea on the table and took a sip!
Gu Jiao stared at the monarch fiercely.
You will kill me again.
Give it a try.
slap you.
Today is also the day I want a monthly pass.
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[Note]: "Seeing his building rise, seeing him banqueting guests, seeing his building collapse", from the work "Peach Blossom Fan" by the Qing Dynasty writer Kong Shangren.
(End of this chapter)