The wind blows the plum blossoms over Guanshan

Changsheng woke up from a long dream, it was snowing outside, and the land was completely white.He touched his side, and the man was gone.If his clothes were not scattered all over the floor, he might think that he was just having a ridiculous dream.He struggled to get up, his waist was extremely sore, Nan Xing realized that he had woken up, knocked on the door and brought in the hot water for washing.

"Boss, do you have any discomfort, do your hands still hurt?" Nan Xing asked nervously.

Changsheng shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Changsheng's right hand couldn't touch the water, so Nan Xing wiped his face.He heard the imperial guards walking quickly outside the door, frowned, and asked, "Is there a drill outside?" In order not to attract attention, he is only guarded here by secret guards, so Murong Zhaohui probably wouldn't send them A large number of ordinary guards came to guard him.Cuiyu Palace is located in a remote place, and the Imperial Guards usually come on patrol every two or three days, so there is rarely such a big movement.

Nan Xing had something to hide in his heart, and answered in a nonchalant manner. "Boss...I think...probably Chief Jiang leads a patrol..."

Changsheng looked at him suspiciously: "What happened? I can't know."

Nan Xing leaned close to his ear and whispered: "King Fengxiang is back."

Chang Sheng was surprised: "What? He dares to come back?" Chang Sheng felt that in such a short period of time, it should be impossible for him to gather enough troops to make a comeback. "He's colluding with the Huns again?"

Nan Xing shook his head: "I don't know about that. Someone used a dart to nail a letter to the main entrance of the palace this morning, saying that he wanted to take the life of the Holy Majesty, and the signature was King Fengxiang."

Changsheng felt puzzled.Murong Jianing is too bold, if he dares to be so arrogant, would he have already arranged everything?Sending threatening letters with darts seems to be the style of Jianghu people. Could it be that he bought a killer with money and wanted to enter the palace to assassinate?

"Any idea now?"

Nan Xing shook his head: "No."

"By the way, His Majesty once suspected that there were spies in the palace. How is this matter handled?"

"Boss, you should know that you have been in the palace for so long. Your Majesty has always been cautious. Except for the little aunt, the servants are not close to you. You have seen other people, except Eunuch Gao and a few important eunuchs. The rest of the court ladies and eunuchs are basically rotated in several palaces, and there are very few permanent ones."

"So, in fact, the inside should not be found?"

Nan Xing nodded: "If you have any doubts, you can find a reason to send them out of the palace. There is really no one who finds real evidence."

Changsheng was full of worries, and he couldn't come up with a good idea after thinking about it for a long time.Then he suddenly remembered that both of them were like this, and he was still thinking about him so much, it really was hopeless.From the first glimpse of him under the moonlit night more than ten years ago, he knew that he was a spell, preventing himself from rebirth.He sighed heavily and sat back on the bed.

Nan Xing packed up his things and went out, the next moment the door was opened again, Chang Sheng raised his eyes and saw that it was Murong Zhaohui.He was wearing a bright yellow jacket embroidered with dragon patterns, and his hair was combed meticulously, tied with a white jade hairpin with dragon patterns.A face is too beautiful, but the expression is cold.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing here?" Chang Sheng asked coldly, turning his head to the side.

Murong Zhaohui stroked Changsheng's chin with cold fingers, lifted his chin, and forced him to look at him.

"Changsheng, follow me back to the Hall of Pure Heart."

Hearing his non-negotiable tone, Chang Sheng felt displeased in his heart.He said: "Your Majesty, the guilty minister is enjoying a good life here, and I am afraid I will disturb you when I go back to Qingxin Palace."

Murong Zhaohui frowned slightly: "Why do you insist on talking to me like this? If it was someone else, it would have disappeared long ago."

Changsheng's heart trembled, and an unspeakable pain spread in his body, he said: "I have disappeared, haven't I?"

Murong Zhaohui inserted his fingers into his hair and looked down at him. Hearing these words, his expression became softer again: "You are right, I will not let you go at the moment. The situation is too chaotic now, you stay It's safest with me."

"Murong Zhaohui, can you tell the truth?"

Murong Zhaohui straightened his messy hair for him, and said, "Rest well, and think about yourself more. You are still so young, how can you ask for death so easily? I won't force you today, you can stay here as long as you want." Stay for two days." After saying that, he opened the door and left.

Chang Sheng looked out the window and saw a few more lines of footprints on the ground.He sighed and took out the things hanging around his neck.He has always carried this Guanyin statue made of ruby.He didn't know what kind of person Mrs. Lian wanted her children to be, but as parents, they all hoped that their children would live a safe and happy life.Now that the two of them are in such a mess, Mrs. Lian will probably feel uneasy if she finds out.

I don't know if it was out of retaliation for the last raid, there were more snowstorms in Yan, and the Xiongnu took advantage of the chaos to harass the herdsmen on the border.In desperation, Murong Zhaohui had no choice but to send troops and send Lu Fang to conquer the chaos.In fact, there have been many discussions on whether to send Lu Fang to the court.King Fengxiang just sent a threatening letter, and the court needs a general like Lu Fang to guard it.But right now there is really no suitable general, so Lu Fang can only take orders, and bring [-] troops to fight for a quick victory and return home as soon as possible.After Lu let go, only the imperial guards from Jiangling were left in the palace.When Nan Xing told him these things, Chang Sheng felt uneasy.

It has been snowing for several days in Longcheng, sometimes big and sometimes small, and the whole city is silvery white.As the new year approaches, the palace also begins to decorate with lanterns and festoons, and the flavor of the new year is getting stronger.Changsheng stood in the yard and looked into the distance. He saw Qionglou Yuyu scattered high and low, and red lanterns were hung on the corners of the eaves.According to Nan Xing, there were also two red lanterns hanging outside Cuiyu Palace, but he couldn't see them.

Today is a young year, he paced back and forth in the snow.It is a royal custom to hold a night banquet in the small palace, the night gradually darkened, and the sound of singing and dancing in the front hall could be faintly heard here, making my heart more uneasy.

Murong Jianing is not easy to deal with, he sends darts to deliver letters in the style of the world, could it be that his dead men will assassinate Murong Zhaohui when they enter the palace?He remembered that the late emperor was assassinated at the palace banquet, and there were many performers at the palace banquet, so it couldn't be easier to mix in with other people.

"Nan Xing!" Chang Sheng shouted to the eaves, and after a while, Nan Xing flew down from the top of the temple in the distance.

"What's the matter?"

"Can you take me to the top of the temple? I want to see the distance."

Nan Xing looked at him in embarrassment, and said, "Boss, you are not in good health, and there is a lot of wind on top."

Chang Sheng said angrily: "Is Mu Hua there? I'll tell him!"

Seeing that Chang Sheng was angry, Nan Xing quickly said: "Boss, Mu Hua is not here today, I am the only one here. Or...you should not go up..."

Changsheng's mood eased down, he stared blankly at the sky for a while, and said, "Just take me to stand on it for a quarter of an hour, okay?"

Nan Xing really felt sorry for Chang Sheng, thought for a while, and said, "Okay then, boss, you have to go in and put on a cloak."

Chang Sheng walked into the house, changed the light-colored jacket on his body, and put on a black thin jacket inside.He took out the medicine bottle given to him by Chi Lu in the light-colored jacket and took two pills. Sure enough, he felt a wave of heat filling his body, and his meridians were not as stagnant as before.He put the medicine bottle in his arms, put on a gray-black cloak and went out.Nan Xing looked at him worriedly, made sure that he was ready, put his arms around his waist and jumped to the top of the hall.

The wind and snow came from the north, and he looked at the main hall in the east, where singing and dancing were in full swing, and the officials were feasting.But the distance is too far away, he can't see clearly, he can only vaguely see the excitement over there.

"Boss, it's windy up there, you'd better go back to the house and rest." Nan Xing urged.

"Nan Xing, tell me the truth, Muhua and the others are not here today, did they go to His Majesty's place? It is very likely that Fengxiang King's people will enter the palace during the banquet, so they all went there, right?"

Nan Xing said urgently: "Boss, you don't have to worry about this, there will be nothing wrong there. We have been up for so long, let's go down quickly."

Chang Sheng turned around and hit Nan Xing's big acupoints abruptly, Nan Xing immediately stood still and couldn't move.

"Nan Xing, I'm sorry. The acupoints will be unlocked automatically after two hours, so you can just stand here for a while." After saying that, he untied the black cloak on his body and jumped down.

The snow blew across his cheeks, and he stepped on the snow, leaving only shallow, almost invisible marks.There was no one around, and he guessed that most of the hidden guards in the palace had gone to the main hall.He covered his face, crossed the obstacle lightly, picked a route that the hidden guards didn't usually take, and headed towards the main hall.

He hid in the tallest pavilion in the palace and looked down through the carved gaps.If it was any closer, the hidden guard would probably notice it, but this distance was enough for him to see him.

Murong Zhaohui, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sat in the middle, on a high throne.He dressed solemnly today, but he didn't smile when facing the cheerful singing and dancing.The singers wore flimsy clothes and spun and shuttled among the courtiers, with charming smiles on their faces.Changsheng watched everything from the pavilion, only felt that he was far away from Murong Zhaohui.He admitted that he still cared about him to the bottom of his heart.Even if he treats him like this, he can't hate him.

After a long time, he sighed softly: "Zhaohui, I will leave after this time."

Murong Zhaohui sat high on the top, and the people below were singing and dancing.Feeling uneasy in his heart, he took a sip of hot tea and quietly watched the movement of sitting down.

Murong Jianing may not come today.

He had already set up dark guards around and waited and watched.This kind of large-scale royal banquet is a good opportunity to start. If it is not today, it will probably be New Year's Eve.

As the child's hour approached, the officials dispersed, Murong Zhaohui stood up, surrounded by the palace people, and walked towards Qingxin Hall.The light in Qingxin Hall was very dim, and he never liked bright lights.Someone had been waiting for him here before, but now he was alone in the dim light.This is the loneliness he fears most.

He has been alone for too long, and one day someone finally walked into his heart, and he didn't want to let go.

"Your Majesty..." was Li Qing's voice.

Murong Zhaohui asked alertly, "What's the matter?"

"Young Master Longevity...is gone."

"Disappeared?!" Murong Zhaohui turned around abruptly, a trace of panic finally appeared on his expressionless face. "Where did he go? When did it happen!"

"For some reason, Young Master Changsheng suddenly recovered his power, tapped Nan Xing's acupoint, and escaped."

Murong Zhaohui put back the cloak he had just taken off, and went straight outside.

With the wind and snow coming, Xiao Shuang quickly handed him a paper umbrella.Jiang Ling waited outside and accompanied him to Cuiyu Palace.

In Cuiyu Palace, Nan Xing knelt on the ground restlessly, waiting for Murong Zhaohui to deal with him.Murong Zhaohui hadn't said a word since he came here, walked around the yard, returned to the room and sat by Changsheng's bed.

Everything is still there, he didn't bring anything, where can he go?

"Nan Xing, what did he say to you?"

"The boss suddenly asked his subordinates to take him to the top of the hall to see the scenery this evening. The subordinates thought that he was the only one there, so they declined. Later, seeing that the boss was unhappy, he thought about taking him up for a while. Hurry up. Unexpectedly, he turned around suddenly, touched a few big points on his subordinates and left. Your Majesty, Nan Xing has neglected his duty, please punish him!"

Murong Zhaohui touched the already cold quilt, and said coldly: "Go down and get twenty lashes."

Nan Xing kowtowed to thank him, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. He originally thought that he would at least receive a hundred lashes.

"He didn't bring anything. Where would he go in such a cold day?"

Li Qingqing knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, there are so many secret guards in the palace. It stands to reason that if Young Master Changsheng leaves the palace, someone will definitely notice it. Today is an exception. Only Nan Xing guards the vicinity of Cuiyu Palace, so Young Master Changsheng can escape. Cuiyu Palace. My subordinates have asked several hidden guards stationed in the palace city, but they have not seen Changsheng. So... this subordinate guesses that Young Master Changsheng is probably still in the palace."

Murong Zhaohui finally raised his eyes to look at him, and said, "If that's the case, then search the palace. Strengthen the guards and don't let him go out."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

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