In this life, I will drink the long wind

"You don't have complete control over King Ning's power, so trusting them at this moment is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger." Holding a black chess piece in his hand, Murong Huai dropped a chess piece as he spoke.

Yan Xu was sitting upright with a white piece in his hand. Hearing this, he slowly raised his eyes fixed on the chessboard, and moved to Murong Huai who was sitting opposite him.

How could Yan Xu not know what Murong Huai said?

It's just that he doesn't want to wait any longer, he can bear it, but he doesn't want to bear it anymore, he has a knife on his head, why should he live in panic with a knife on his head?

Yan Xu smiled lightly, dropped a pawn, and said in a rambling voice: "Young Master Murong, don't you know that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers."

Murong Huai lowered his eyes and saw that the move made by Yan Xu was extremely casual, without any chess skills at all.

Since the minds of both parties are not on the chessboard, there is no need to continue playing. Murong Huai simply put away the chess pieces in his hands, stared at Yan Xu, and said: "So, your Highness has already weighed the risks involved?"

Yan Xu nodded: "Of course, it's just that the situation is pressing now, and you and I can't help you to make more calculations. If you want to get something, you will naturally have to bear the corresponding risks."

Murong Huai frowned, and said disapprovingly: "But the risk is too great. If you step on the cliff, there is no room for it. If you are not careful, you will lose everything."

Yan Xu got up and walked to the window, with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of the imperial city in the distance, after a moment of silence, he said: "The more rights you want, the greater the risk you have to pay."

Murong Huai's eyes followed Yan Xu's body, and his brows gradually frowned. Recently, the coldness and coldness on Yan Xu's body that he used to hide in his bones became more and more straightforward.

He is no longer restraining his ambition.

The fingers of Murong Huai's right hand resting on the chess table moved indiscernibly, and after a moment of contemplation, he still disagreed and said: "But in the current situation, even if you take such a huge risk, you may not be able to get the greatest benefit. Less than [-]%, Huai thought His Highness might as well keep a low profile and wait for the future."

Yan Xu remained silent, his eyes still fixed on the direction of the imperial city.

He has always been good at calculating, and he is not used to doing things that have no chance of winning.But right now, not only is the situation completely beyond his expectations, but his mood is also the same. From the moment he learned the truth, his mind was like the collapsed snow mountain, overwhelming him with overwhelming whiteness, leaving him no time to think about more. many.

But he knew that he had to do something.

Because waiting is a very negative thought, time may bring good news, but for him, mastering the real initiative is far more effective than optimistic passivity.

Moreover, is there really no chance of winning?

Yan Xu retracted his gaze from a distance, and couldn't help recalling the encounter he had a few days ago in his mind.

with someone totally unexpected.

In the early morning in the suburbs of Beijing, the birds are singing, the vegetation is luxuriant, and the occasional breeze blows over the face, driving the morning dew and making the clothes wet.

On this day, Yan Xu, who was out for an outing, ran into someone by chance.

All the coincidences in this world are inevitable when the conditions are met.

This is a chance encounter that he deliberately created.

The wind silently circled around the two of them, blowing Yan Xu's black hair and dancing with the red cloak behind the man.

After a long silence, Yan Xu spoke.

"You can't avoid what should come. You and I are the same. In the end, you still have to make a choice. You made a decision back then, and now you still have to make a decision."

The person opposite was silent for a long time, he took a deep look at Yan Xu, and then stepped away.

Yan Xu stood at the same place and followed the person to leave. He turned around and watched the other person disappear step by step from his sight. After that, Yan Xu smiled, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of laugh lines.

Because when he missed that person, he smelled the desire for power wafting from him, and that desire was contained in the depths of the other person's eyes, but Yan Xu saw it.

Living in a high position now, but still wanting to get more rights, ha, it really is a person who is suffering and lacking, both gaining Long and looking forward to Shu.

At this moment, Yan Xu knew that he was not considered a loser.

Sure enough, when luck comes, even the sky will show up to help, and Yan Xu has always been confident about his own luck, if not, how could he discover such a secret that can be held in his hands at this time?

"But if you can't bear the risk, then the only way is to suffer failure, and I don't like to suffer failure." After a long time, Yan Xu turned to look at Murong Huai, with unprecedented focus and fanaticism in his dark eyes, "Looking for the skin of a tiger, if you can get skills, not to mention getting twice the result with half the effort, even the tiger's blood can be drained bit by bit."

A low voice slid past Murong Huai's ears, like a bolt of lightning suddenly splitting across the sky, bringing a brief gleam of light.

It's just this light that hurts others and oneself.

Murong Huai was silent, silent, and it took him a long time to speak out, with compromise in his words: "What do you need me to do for you?"

Murong Huai compromised, because he knew that it would be useless to talk too much.

He sees Yan Xu very clearly. For someone like Yan Xu, persuasion is just superficial and meaningless.

"Three days later, it will be the annual Hundred Flowers Awards in Baihualou." Yan Xu raised his hand and pointed to the opposite side, tilting his head to look at Murong Huai, then the corners of his lips slowly lifted, and the wind blew past, and his smile was shattered. The few strands of hair falling to the front brought by the breeze were blocked a bit, and they looked inexplicably soft and beautiful, Yan Xu said softly, "I want you to blow up this Baihualou for me on that day."

Baihua Building.

This Baihualou, which is rooted in the Eastern Capital, has been in his way for too long. It is obviously just a brothel, but it is trying to influence the movement of the people and check and balance changes in the government and the opposition. What is the use of keeping it in its place?

The other party's clear and bright voice was kept very low, with a bit of magnetism that irritated the heart, knocked into Murong Huai's eardrum with his breath.

Yan Xu said, for me.

Hearing this, Murong Huai froze for a moment, his chest was as if struck by lightning. The other party had been tense today, cold and without a trace of popularity. Now he smiled, with the corners of his lips twitching, his whole person was like a mountain top It's like the white snow melts, the ice melts and the snow disappears, and everything rejuvenates.Murong Huai seemed to hear the beating in his chest, those emotions that were buried in his heart and shrouded in veils suddenly saw the light, and then for a moment, he carefully pushed those emotions back.

The other party is just using him.

This is really a blatant use.

Murong Huai smiled bitterly, then suppressed his other thoughts, and said as if bargaining: "Cause trouble on the day of the fireworks festival, that is a serious crime against the nine clans."

He finally compromised for him.

Because they are the same kind of people.

Also on the abyss.

Since Yan Xu has chosen to jump down, why not follow him to see what kind of scene is under the abyss?Maybe he can cultivate a flower in the abyss, not necessarily.

Yan Xu blinked, very naive and romantic: "Isn't your family already on the list of being punished, brother Ling's arrest warrant should still exist on the city wall, do you want to go and see?"

"Hey, that's not Huai's family. Regarding this matter, it is your Highness who helped Huai get rid of the suspicion."

Murong Huai shrugged, and said it casually, three parts superficial sarcasm, seven parts hidden emotion.

Yan Xu raised his eyebrows, and said casually: "It's always easier to blame something like this than to clear it up."

Murong Huai thought for a while, then sighed: "It seems that Huai has no other choice."

Yan Xu nodded: "After all, you have everything in my hands."

In a word, the ambiguity between the two just now was eliminated.

You help me only because you have something in my hand, not anything else.

Yan Xu stared at Murong Huai, the sun was shining in his eyes, as bright as a galaxy filled the sky, but he himself didn't know it.

"Since you have made up your mind." After a slight pause, Murong Huai put away the smile on his face, and said solemnly, "If you want to do something great, some obstacles have to be removed, you should know who I am referring to."

Hearing this, Yan Xu closed her eyes, as if in deep thought.

Murong Huai was amazed by his reaction, it was impossible for Yan Xu not to have thought of this.

"If you can't make up your mind, then Huai suggests that Your Highness, it's better not to take this losing game."

Yan Xu shook his head and said, "He is my teacher, he will help me."

Yan Xu's tone of voice was so natural, and there was even a trace of prestige that could not be refuted, so that Murong Huai almost believed it for a moment.

Soon, Murong Huai let out a laugh: "Even if Huai is not in the court, he has heard about Master Qin's disposition. Huai doesn't think he will assist in what His Highness wants to do."

"The teacher is indeed a rare loyal minister. Loyalty is a good thing, but it may also be bad at critical moments." Yan Xu looked at Murong Huai and smiled a little shyly. With this face, he looked very good-natured , the words spoken naturally became more sincere, "It's okay if you don't believe him, but don't you believe me too?"

Murong Huai couldn't help being startled, and his heart also missed a beat, followed by doubts.

Yan Xu didn't explain, and said with a smile: "The East is lost, the Sangyu is harvested, the teacher is the one who led me to the dark place when the prince was in the most difficult time, how could I be willing to hurt him?"

The doubts in Murong Huai's heart deepened. He understood Yan Xu. The other party was not the kind of person he said, but he was a wolf. A wolf was bloodthirsty and moody. in possible danger?

Yan Xu waved his hand, expressing that he doesn't want to continue this topic, and he has no intention of continuing this topic. He has always been a secretive person, and he has his own methods and principles. He is good at analyzing people's hearts, but he never gives Others have the opportunity to peek into their bottom line and heart.

And what Murong Huai knew was beyond everyone in this world.

This made Yan Xu slightly at a loss.

Habit is the most terrible weapon to erode people's hearts, and he will never give anyone a chance to hurt themselves.

☆, August [-]th night

August seventeenth.

night.

In the eastern capital city, the lights were lit up one after another.

The night sky was so deep that it seemed about to fall, and the stars twinkling in it were extraordinarily dazzling.

It's like - even the stars in the sky know that tonight's night sky is about to usher in a magnificent state, so before the fireworks are set off, they bloom with their own light to their heart's content.

The stars burn quietly overhead.

A carriage quietly drove out from the fourth prince's mansion, heading towards the imperial city, and the fourth prince Yan Xu was sitting in it.

When the carriage passed the avenue outside Linglong Street, Yan Xu's ears were filled with the sound of yelling and laughing. Yan Xu couldn't help raising his hand, and opened the curtain to look outside. Huang and Linglong streets are hung with colorful tassels and various lanterns under the eaves on both sides of the street, illuminating the city like daytime.

Yan Xu sat in the car and did not get out of the car to blend into the crowd, as if he was alone in the world.

Although the carriage did not drive to Linglong Street, but it was driving to the left. This short section of road was crowded with people, and the speed of the carriage was very slow. Yan Xu sat and watched the passers-by, both old and young, with lanterns in their hands, and one by one with them. He passed by, and it seemed that he was so out of place in the car.

Suddenly, a child's childish words begging for sweet-scented osmanthus candies clearly came from the front side.

Yan Xu raised his eyes and saw a young boy tugging at his elder brother's sleeve, unwilling to let go.A crack appeared on Yan Xu's calm and composed face at this moment.

Once upon a time, he seemed to have asked Yan Chen for sweet-scented osmanthus sweets like this.

That was nearly 20 years ago.

In that year, Emperor Qi just came to the throne not long ago.

That year, there was no turmoil in the Eastern Capital.

In that year, his obsession with him had not yet formed.

That year, the emperor's uncle was still there, and the second brother never left the imperial city.

On the Lantern Festival of that year, after the banquet, Uncle Nine Emperors secretly took the three of their brothers out of the palace to play without telling the truth to his father, while he was on this Linglong Street, pulling Yan Chen's sleeve to beg him for money. That osmanthus candy.

The past came to mind, causing ripples in Yan Xu's heart. The night wind blows, blowing the most indescribable scene in his eyes and heart.

In an instant, Yan Xu suddenly felt his own aging.

He is also really old.

It is not the decline of appearance, but the depression of mood.

In his eyes, it was no longer possible to see the vigorous look of his youth, but instead there was a little tiredness, a dead spirit that did not belong to his age.

After tonight, he either has nothing or everything!

The wheels rolled forward, bypassing Linglong Street, and the brightly lit Baihua Building was also left behind.

The night outlines a corner of the eaves of the Baihualou, which seems to be next to the sky.

Inside the Baihua Building, the old bustard, Aunt Lian, with a smile on her lips and charming eyes, came out gracefully. The annual grand ceremony for selecting the chief oiran is about to begin.

Yan Xu took one last look at the towering Baihualou, put down the car curtain, and closed his eyes.

From childhood to now, more than twenty years, ups and downs, close relatives of flesh and blood, it turned out to be just a dream given, and now it is time to wake up from the dream.

Thinking of this, Yan Xu opened his eyes.

Yao Xun said that there is room for maneuver in life, but Yan Xu is very clear that he is not a person who can maneuver.

He is a person who can infinitely magnify his obsessions. Since the initial thoughts have turned into obsessions, he is destined to embark on this royal bloody road.

As for what's at the end of the road...

Yan Xu curled his lips coldly.

The Daxiang Dynasty broke away from the martial arts. It may have been moral, but it is no longer.

Today's court is not composed of righteousness, but is stacked by various families and various forces.

Most people only look at the benefits.

And I can give the greatest benefit to most people.

Imperial City.

The wind is rushing, the clouds are low, and the moon is in the sky.

The rumbling carriage slowly passed through the city gate from the hustle and bustle, and drove into the quiet palace.

When Yan Xu got off the carriage, there happened to be a small puddle on the stone steps in front of him. There was an autumn rain a few days ago, and there was clear rainwater in the puddle. When Yan Xu lowered his head slightly, he saw his own body in the water. reflection.

The wind blows the night, and the moon shines on the lonely cold.In the cold and dark night, there is a sad elegy that will never happen.

Yan Xu raised her leg and walked up the steps step by step.

At the end of the steps is the center of Daxiang's power - Yuanhe Hall.

Right now, the Hall of Yuanhe was brightly lit, which should be empty.

Yan Xu didn't hesitate because of this strangeness, he was still walking upwards, his steps were not hurried or slow, just like strolling in a garden, slow but firm.

At the end of the steps, in the brightly lit Yuanhe Hall, there was a person standing with his hands behind his back.

With his back to Yan Xu, he was looking up at the dragon chair on the high platform of Yuanhe Hall intently.

The candles were brightly lit, and the light was warm and yellowish. Two people a mile away stood quietly.

The candlelight inside the door is warm, and the moonlight outside the door is bleak.

The two kinds of light straddling the ground between them are like a gap that can never be bridged.

No one spoke first.

Time passes in silence, occasionally the wind blows past, and when the air flows, there are faintly visible dust floating in it.

After a long time, Yan Chen turned around and stared at Yan Xu, his eyes were clear and brighter than that of the candle, Yan Chen just looked at Yan Xu like this, wanting to make him invisible.

Yan Xu looked back calmly.

When he saw Yan Chen's back, Yan Xu had already smiled with the corners of his mouth bent. After meeting Yan Chen's line of sight, the smile on the corner of his lips suddenly deepened a bit, but the smile did not fall into the His eyes.

In the end it was Yan Chen who spoke first, his voice was very low: "You shouldn't be here tonight."

Yan Xu raised her eyebrows: "But now I'm standing here."

"Ah Xun is not here."

"I know, I also know that he will come soon." After a pause, Yan Xu sneered, "Where there is you, there will always be him."

Yan Chen was speechless, and after a long while, he sighed, "You already know."

Yan Xu nodded: "I'm checking you, so it's impossible not to know that you're checking me too, Qin Xiangjun told you everything."

For a moment, the surroundings fell silent again, and the expression on Yan Chen's face gradually became a little manic because of Yan Xu's words, but when he saw Yan Xu's face and the firm expression on his face that had never been seen before, Yan Chen didn't know what to say.

After being silent for a long time, Yan Chen asked, "I don't understand. Since you already know, why don't you stop? What does a rebellion with no chance of winning mean to you?"

significance?

Yan Xu sneered, his life has never been meaningful.

Everything he owns is fake, no, no, everything is true, it all exists, but to him it is just a mirage, everything he owns does not belong to him.

Yan Xu took a step forward, a candlelight hit his face, Yan Xu suddenly laughed, he stared at Yan Chen in front of him, there was a slight smile in his dark eyes, shining brightly, as if the sky was full of The tiny stars are shining for him alone.

"Meaning, you are my meaning, Brother Chen, I want you to always remember that you have a younger brother who was driven to a dead end because of you."

The low and bewitching voice, tinged with lassitude and bitterness, sounded like it was begging.

Yan Chen was shocked when he heard it.

Yao Lingyun's voice suddenly sounded: "You chose the road yourself, and no one forced you."

"Yao Xun."

Yan Xu turned his head when he heard the sound, staring at Yao Lingyun with both eyes, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, with the indifference in his eyes that destroyed everything, the two words slowly spit out from the tip of Yan Xu's tongue, wishing he could put it After it was completely burned, he slapped Yan Chen's heart like a torrent of words: "You are really an eyesore, do you know that?"

Yao Lingyun asked Yan Chen for instructions, Yan Chen nodded slightly, Yao Lingyun turned his head to look at Yan Xu, and said: "All the troops you secretly planted in the imperial city have been disarmed, and we have also closed the four gates of the imperial city." After the security is complete, as long as the rebels are in a commotion, they can all be taken down, Your Highness, the power in your hands is not enough to compare with the Imperial City Guards, so just capture them without a fight."

"Give up, ha." Yan Xu ignored Yao Lingyun, but turned to look at Yan Chen, and said, "Tonight is a fireworks display that belongs to me alone, and the lights of the entire Eastern Capital are dancing for me alone, Yan Chen , I want you to always remember that there was a person named Yan Xu in your life in the years to come, even if it was him who was by your side." When speaking, Yan Xu pointed at Yao Lingyun, "It's also destined not to take my place."

Yan Chen frowned: "Do you know how many people will die tonight with your actions?"

Yan Xuhun didn't care: "Those who committed the rebellion will have more than a death sentence. I have integrated the rebel party and I will help you catch them all, okay?"

"Fourth brother, are you crazy?"

Yan Xu's eyes sharpened upon hearing this, very cold like Shura's.

"I'm not crazy." He responded sharply word by word, and then changed the topic, "I'm just drunk, drunk in those false feelings, drunk in the past that didn't belong to me."

As if he was really drunk, he closed his eyes, and the tone of his speech was completely different from just now, with a slightly elongated ending, soft and desolate.Under the reflection of the moonlight, his body is even more lonely and mysterious.

For some reason, Yao Lingyun always felt that something was wrong seeing Yan Xu who was almost insane.

The fourth son of the emperor, Yan Xu, was born intelligent and a master of actuarial calculations. He has always weighed the pros and cons very thoroughly. Especially in recent years, the interpersonal situation in the court is all in his calculations. Reasonably, it can be said that Yan Xu is a one-in-a-million chess player.

Others take one step as three steps, and he can count ten steps as one step, but such a smart person actually pushed himself to such an extreme.

This doesn't make sense.

Can feelings really hurt people so much?

Looking at Yan Xu who is so different, Yan Chen regretted all in his heart, how did their brothers get to this point?

Thinking of the other party's feelings for him, and thinking that the fourth brother might be on this road of no return because of him, Yan Chen couldn't help but couldn't bear it.

This is his little brother. They have encouraged each other through the most difficult days in their lives. They have accompanied each other through the hasty time of the past ten years. How did they come to this point?

Yan Chen closed his eyes, let out a long sigh, and advised: "Axu, let it go, there is still time for everything."

The night wind suddenly picked up, and the hair and robe flew, and also brought a fallen leaf not far in front.

The withered and yellow leaves swirled and fluttered, and finally landed outside the gate of Yuanhe Hall, in front of Yan Xu's eyes.

Yan Xu looked at the leaves in front of him, lost his mind for a moment, turned his head, and looked in the direction of the dead leaves.

The wind is still blowing.

Autumn is the season of withering. All the trees in the imperial city have begun to wither. The autumn wind blows, and the dead leaves leave the branches under the wind, whirling and rolling away from the treetops, as if they are trying to escape with the rest of their lives An innate shackle, they succeeded, but in the end they could only fall to the ground in vain, and were forced to become nutrients for the trees.

Ha, how ironic.

But fortunately, although autumn is the season of withering, it is also the beginning of rebirth.

Yan Xu turned back and stared at Yan Chen.

"It's too late."

As soon as Yan Xu's words fell, there was a bang under the night sky, and colorful fireworks bloomed in the sky, and the stream of light poured into the nine heavens.

It's time.

At the same time, there was sound of killing outside Zhengyang Gate.

Yan Chen was startled when he heard the sound, he turned his head and looked at Yao Lingyun, and immediately strode out, passed through where Yan Xu was, and walked up to the steps.

The full moon was in the sky, and the warm light in the room immediately receded like a tide following Yan Chen's steps, and his shadow just stranded on the stone steps one by one.

The sound of killing, wave after wave, came from far and near, indicating the brutality of the fighting ahead.

☆, August [-]th night

Standing still against the wind, none of the three spoke again.

Things have come to this, say, what's the point?

Surrounded by no one talking, only the sound of fireworks exploding overhead, and the shadows of people shining brightly.

Time passed slowly, and when there were only a few sporadic fireworks left on the top of the head, they wailed and came with the wind.

Amidst the tragic wailing, Yan Chen seemed to be able to see the blood falling from the slaughter, and trembling was blooming in his eyes.

Within half an hour, the sound of killing and cutting in the ears gradually disappeared. Under the steps, a forbidden army came to report that the turmoil had subsided, and Fang Xiao was escorting the person in charge.

Yan Chen nodded, just when he thought everything was over, this child's play rebellion finally came to an end.

A sharp sound pierced the sky, and a violent dizziness rose up, causing the whole east to tremble.

Yao Xun and Yan Chen were both startled.

Yan Xu, who had always been sullen, smiled at this time. Once a little smile appeared on that frosty face, it was like a new bud blooming from a frosty branch, which was very pleasing.

But Yan Xu laughed louder and crazier, and the expression on his face changed from pleasant to malicious. The laughter was higher and higher, and his expression was crazy, which made everyone around him jump in fear.

It took a long time for Yan Xu to stop laughing, and said softly, "The Baihua Building has collapsed, brother, do you still like this great gift I gave you?"

At the same time, another imperial guard came rushing forward with a look of horror on his face, knelt down and said, "Your Highness, the Baihua Building collapsed, and the commander has asked the deputy commander to bring a team of troops there, but today is the election of the oiran of the Baihua Building, so I'm afraid there are not enough manpower. Commander specially asked the humble officer to come and ask for instructions."

Fang Xiao is escorting the rebel party, and the manpower he can use is limited.

Yan Chen immediately looked at Yao Lingyun.

Yao Lingyun looked in the direction of Baihualou with horror on his face. There were his relatives and close friends there. Sensing Yan Chen's gaze, Yao Lingyun turned his head and nodded slightly to him.

"Master Yao and Xuanying will take over the Baihualou, so that Commander Fang doesn't have to be distracted, and he can just settle down and sort out the funeral affairs in the palace."

"Yes." The forbidden army immediately took the order and left.

"Ah Xun." Yan Chen stepped forward a few steps, calling out with concern.

Yao Lingyun's eyes flickered slightly, he looked at Yan Xu, then at Yan Chen, for some reason, his feeling of uneasiness deepened, but he couldn't explain why he was like this.

In the end, Yao Lingyun didn't say anything, he only told Yan Chen to be careful, and then walked away.

A black shadow followed closely behind, flashed past, and disappeared into the darkness.

Yao Lingyun, who was leaving, and Fang Xiao, who was escorting the rebels, met unexpectedly on the way. Both of them had important matters to attend to, so they didn't say much.

Fang Xiao led dozens of forbidden troops forward, knelt down on one knee, and said: "I have seen Your Highness, the rebels have all been taken down, and I am waiting for Your Highness to deal with them."

"It's hard work to lead." Yan Chen nodded, and after finishing speaking, he turned to look at Yan Xu, and asked, "What else do you want to say?"

Yan Xu raised her eyebrows: "What else can I say?"

Yan Chen sighed, looked away, raised his hand slightly, and then put it down helplessly: "Take it down."

Surprisingly, no one moved according to his instructions.

After a long time, Fang Xiao stood up, raised his hand, and all the swords and halberds behind him pointed at Yan Chen.

Yan Chen was shocked suddenly, as if he was suddenly awakened from the depths of the confusion, cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

The rustling sound came from the night wind gently blowing the luxuriant trees. On both sides of the steps, the sheng flags were fluttering. The sudden change of the situation caused the strangeness that had been lingering in Yan Chen's heart to explode at this moment.

"You have colluded for a long time."

"You finally found out?" Yan Xu chuckled, "But it's too late."

"Commander Fang." Yan Chen looked at Fang Xiao and said sternly, "I need an explanation."

Fang Xiao looked up and said, "Your Highness, the minister is Shen Jiajun."

Yan Chen: "Just because of that?"

After the hustle and bustle, the night sky is clear and cold.

There is a moon, but the moonlight is bleak.

There are stars, but few cold stars.

The new wind is bitter, and occasionally a few clouds drift over the head.

Fang Xiao said: "Since the Shen family army was disbanded and incorporated into the ordinary guard battalion, I have learned from humble positions that the most important thing for a person is ability and suitability. Therefore, I have always only wanted to do my job well, but Your Highness , the minister also has something to ask for!"

One sentence is enough.

Slightly moving his gaze, Yan Chen turned to look at Yan Xu.

"So." Yan Chen said, his voice was a bit bitter, "What you said just now, all your performances, are lying to me."

Yan Xu panicked when he heard this.

But, only for a moment.

"Yes, if you don't think that I'm at the end of my rope, have a mental breakdown, and can't make any waves anymore, how can the cautious Yao Xun feel relieved to transfer Xuanying away from your side?"

Yan Xu said calmly, his voice was flat like the ripples created by fallen leaves passing across the water surface, the water waves rippled layer by layer, but only on the surface, the inside was always still as before.

Even Yan Xu herself was surprised by her calmness.

But what's so exciting?

This was something he had anticipated long ago, this was the situation he had set up, and the current situation was also within his expectations, so what is there to be excited about?

He will succeed, he can win, he has always believed so.

He has also been looking forward to personally defeating the myth that he looked up to when he was young.

Compared with this beautiful and magnificent goal, any other trivial emotions became insignificant, unable to shake him in the slightest.

The bustling and backward moonlight still looks alienated, and the long night seems to be endless.

Yan Xu raised his head, looked at the sky full of stars and stars, and then said: "In the face of absolute power, all strategies will be crushed to powder, and my power is far inferior to yours, so the only way to win is to use a slanted sword." But now, brother Chen is the one who lost, you are too kind, and you seem to be too considerate, and in the end you can only pay yourself."

"So you're going to kill me."

Even though he had planned for a long time, Yan Xu couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart when he heard the words, but the other party said it himself.

Yan Chen stared fixedly at Yan Xu's slightly retracted eyelids, at his slightly curled fingers, at the panic and unpreparedness he showed in this instant, and couldn't help but feel funny in his heart. Why bother.

Yan Xu opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.

But Yan Chen pressed on step by step uncharacteristically: "You will kill me, you must kill me, if I don't die, then all your plans today will be meaningless, and the people behind you will not agree to you letting me go of."

Yan Xu's silence was exchanged for Fang Xiao's secret vigilance.

His Highness's gaze on the First Prince made him flustered for a while, he could see his hatred for him, but besides the sharp light of hatred, what was the meaning of that hidden light that even he could not understand?

But no matter what, it is impossible for him to let Yan Chen live tonight, as well as the one in Yi'an Palace.

"Not only do you want to kill me, but you also want to blame the second younger brother, you won't even let the emperor go, you..." Yan Chen sighed, "I know."

"Yes, I know all about it. Things that once existed will always leave traces. After time passes, the hidden truth will always emerge."

Pulling the corners of her lips, Yan Xu smiled, and laughed out loud, a low-pitched laugh that seemed to be laughing at Sang Liang's life, everything in the past was just a mirage.

"Actually, after I know the truth, I really want to ask you in person if you know it too."

Countless times, countless times, this question has come to the tip of his tongue, and it can be rolled out with just a light touch, but he still didn't say it. Between the opening and closing of his lips and teeth, these words were crushed to pieces and flowed into the mouth. There was not a single ripple in the air.

"But now I know the answer. Not only are we not brothers, but we are killing our father and enemy."

"Axu, we are here for your own good."

"No need." People's hearts, wolves' hearts, hearts of hatred, the bloody throne, can only be washed away with blood, "I have nothing, but when I am completely defeated, I have everything again."

Yan Chen looked at Yan Xu in front of him, he suddenly didn't recognize him.Apart from court clothes, the other party is used to wearing light-colored clothes, mostly white, but tonight, the black brocade robe Yan Xu is wearing is like a mourning dress. Right now, he is holding his face down, his shallow eyes are cold and indifferent, and his whole body is full of murder. With the bold cold air, the popularity on his body was instantly swept away.

Yan Xu looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "You are right, I must kill you. I, who already knew the truth, decided to use your blood to witness this brotherhood."

"I will be buried with you with my heart, brother, rest in peace, and go down to the underworld with my heart."

The moonlight was like water, Yan Xu's fine clothes swayed slightly in the autumn wind, and a murderous air suddenly rose.

"Do it."

☆, August [-]th night

The imperial guards swarmed up, and the two Xuanying guarding Yan Chen's side were outnumbered and died on the spot.

The new wind was bitter, the cold stars were few and far between, Yan Chen closed his eyes and sighed.

At the critical moment, a red-feathered arrow broke through the airflow and went straight towards Fang Xiao. Fang Xiao reacted quickly and retreated sideways, narrowly avoiding the vital point, but the arrow tip was nailed into his right arm, bleeding profusely instantly.

The archer was actually Shen Qian.

At the same time, a team of people rushed into the battle group. They were well-trained, and they were three points better than the most elite Xuanying in Daxiang.

In just a split second, the Forbidden Army of the Imperial City was stripped of their armor and taken down one after another.

Then, a person walked out.

It's Ning Yongxin.

The left prime minister, Yongxin, is unpredictable, and if he doesn't move, he thinks that if he moves, he will be like thunder.

Yan Xu was surprised by what he saw, but soon he understood.

Suddenly, Yan Xu laughed, looking up to the sky and laughing angrily.

Jing Tianwei weaves a game, but it can't resist. The person who breaks the game is not an insider. He uses all the nets he has laid, but in the end only himself is trapped.

How can he not laugh?

How can we not mourn!

Crazy laughter seems to be venting the injustice of this half of life, and the endless grief pours into the country in the wild laughter.

"The praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind." The sad laughter stopped abruptly, Yan Xu looked into Ning Yongxin's eyes, cold and evil, and as soon as the words came out, all the evil intent poured out, Yan Xu's eyes Then he turned casually, with a half-smile, "I've always heard that the emperor has his own secret guard and intelligence organization, and it turned out to be true. You are really my good uncle."

Ning Yongxin looked at Yan Xu, his eyes revealed a sense of understanding and helplessness that penetrated the world