Huaibi

The Tai Hospital changed the prescription for Emperor Hongxuan three times, one dose was stronger than the other, but it still couldn't bring about the recovery of the dragon's body.Seeing this situation, the people in the palace did not dare to speak nonsense, they had their own thoughts in private, thinking that the national funeral might be approaching, which one is not a womb, and who doesn't have this day.

Li Qingjue's subordinates reported that there were [-] elite troops in the camp near Wuyang Marquis watching, and the soldiers from Linjing galloped all night, and they came for a hundred miles in secret.The information was transmitted and exchanged day after day, and Ping Huai was still in the wind and rain. He only carefully weighed it in his heart, and then returned it with a few pens and inks. There were only two words scribbled on the thin paper-"Entry the Palace".

Li Qingjue's eyes were fixed on the rather impetuous end of the pen, and he looked away for a while, burned the letter and went out of the house, standing quietly in the deserted mountains and fields, looking into the forest.

The autumn colors in the mountains are very heavy, and the capital city is incomparable. A flower and a leaf describe the coldness of the approaching early winter, and the thin frost covers it. The old scene overlaps and overlaps.

It seems that it was time when I entered Xianshan many years ago... Li Qingjue closed his eyes and thought for a long time before he realized where this feeling of deja vu came from.

At that time, he walked shoulder to shoulder with the crown prince, a proud young man, and regarded the world as nothing. However, it was that time when he entered the mountain that made the two of them witness the viciousness of the heart for the first time.

Li Qingjue couldn't bear to look back at the scorched black corpse, closed his eyes and took a step back, and was supported by his shoulders.He turned his head and saw Rong Xi came to his side at some time, holding a corner of the burnt letter paper with his fingers, the two characters were shapeless, and the remaining strokes could vaguely distinguish the original writing.

Rong Xi looked at him, then looked down at the corner of the paper, and asked almost without doubt: "Should we go?"

Li Qingjue nodded, and immediately saw that he crushed the rest of the paper and completely destroyed the traces. At that moment, he couldn't tell what he felt, so he grabbed his arm and said: "You don't have to go, you and Lianhua don't need to enter the palace."

It was rare for Rong Xi to laugh out loud, and looked at him with slanted eyebrows, his eyes were not ridiculed, but Liang Yuan, who was full of resignation, resigned to his fate, and slowly waved his head: "How can we change our original intention now?"

Li Qingjue's eyebrows twitched, and he let go of his palm.

Rong Xi turned around and walked forward, and he was the only one left in the whole lonely forest.

When people go to the mountains and sky at night, it is as quiet as a dream building in Beijing, and more than a hundred dead servants come and go without a trace.

The lamps and candles in Xu'an Palace in the palace have not been extinguished for a long time, the prince's jade crown has been removed, and the red robe is still outside his body. Sparse palace map.

There are three layers of outer and outer walls in the imperial city, seven outer wide gates, twelve inner palace gates, plus one hall and one alley, all of which are laid out in the layout.There is a directory beside it, all the members of the Ministry of Punishment are included in the book, the first-class generals of the Marquis of Wuyang pay more attention to it, and there are also many names of high-level bureaucrats.

This palace change seems to have no signs for the time being, but in fact it is already on the line, and both phases have to be launched, and there is no room for error.Ping Huaizhen can understand clearly, if he wants to know himself and the enemy, he has to figure out the enemy's heart and prescribe the right medicine.

There was a gust of wind blowing outside. Hearing a "bang dong" in the corridor, and someone fell again, he paused to write, slowly raised his eyelids to look at the curtain, and saw Jiang Chang walking in silently after a while.

"Prince." Jiang Chang bowed first, then took a few steps forward, and whispered in his ear, "It's near the suburbs, I'm afraid it will be tomorrow night."

What he said was exactly as expected, Ping Huaizhen nodded, looked down at the inconspicuous cloud of ashes on his knees and said: "Did you fall?"

Jiang Chang blushed: "Just now there was a strange wind, which brought down a lantern in the porch, and it happened to fall on the servant, so..." Before he finished speaking, his face changed, Jiang Chang almost bit his tongue, and slapped his mouth back As soon as he retreated, he bowed his head and knelt down.

At this time, what bad words can you say about "falling"!

He regretted this carelessness in his heart, but the room was exceptionally quiet, and he didn't hear Ping Huaizhen condemning him for a long time, but after a long time, he heard the man laugh for a while, and said in a calm voice: "Luo It's time for a new generation."

Jiang Chang raised his head in bewilderment.

"Change to a new cage."

"Whoo!"

Ping Huaizhen turned his eyes back to the case, his mind echoed the movement in the corridor just now, and thought of the Queen's words "This is a young dragon with four toes in its claws", gently picked up the ink brush, and sketched a few corners of the drawing. Dao is like the color of blood burning eyes, unrestrained like the claws of a black dragon, with five toes.

Before dawn, the first cage under the porch in front of Prince Xu'an Palace was replaced, and the floating golden cage was lined with the flickering sparks inside, burning until the sky broke.

There is no morning in the morning, Ping Huaizhen rested late last night, and got up late today. After washing and washing, he was about to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, when he saw Jiang Chang led a guard into the court, and retreated cautiously. Idle people around.

Ping Huaizhen's heart moved, although he couldn't see the face clearly from a distance, but he could already recognize the person in his mind, so he retreated into the hall and waited for him to approach step by step.

Li Qingjue went into the hall to undress, and Jiang Changzhi went outside to close the door of the hall behind him.

Dongyang retreated slightly with the door gap, Ping Huaizhen stepped forward and took his hand, his palm was cold, he put the hand into his bosom, but he couldn't say a word of concern from his mouth, as if he was incapable of speaking in the current situation It is a cumbersome thing, and even if there are thousands of ways, it is not as good as looking at him.

Li Qingjue let him warm his hands, and after a while he spoke first: "Everything has been settled properly, I will wait here today."

Ping Huaizhen nodded, he had something to tell him in his heart, after hearing that, he looked at him for a long time, and said softly: "If..."

"Prince, let's go." Li Qingjue interrupted him, unwilling to listen to a word.

Why don't you understand the next words, what Ping Huaizhen wanted to say, even if he was stopped in the middle, both of them already understood it.

If things fail, someone will lead you out of the palace; if I die, don't think about it, don't be sad, and don't imprison your heart.

Li Qingjue felt sullen, felt sarcasm, and even more felt the helplessness and unwillingness to withdraw, so anyone could tell him this "what if", except Ping Huaizhen.

For a moment, he seemed to feel something, and then he really understood how complicated Rong Xi's low laugh in the mountains yesterday was.

"Prince, let's go," Li Qingjue said, his half-warmed palms turned cold again, and he pulled his hands away from him two steps away, "There is no doubt about it."

"Okay... as you said, there are absolutely no differences."

Ping Huaizhen no longer bothered himself, nor made him uneasy, pushed the door and left the hall.

As soon as the door was opened, the sun came, and the gilt was ironed from the waist seal, illuminating a jade bone mountain and river, and a Zhutang Temple brocade bag of the same color as Yingpao.

Not long after the door of the palace was closed again, Li Qingjue's calm chest suddenly jumped, took a deep breath, squatted down very slowly, stared at the shallow shadow of the door on the cold ground, and clenched the three ebony rosary beads on his wrist by his sleeve .

Outside the corridor, Jiang Chang still watched the prince go away without moving. He didn't accompany the prince today, so he stayed in this courtyard and waited for the time to wander away quietly with Li Qingjue.

It was only when the palace was banned in the Xu Dynasty and the moon was bright, that Li Qingjue re-dressed and pushed the door of the palace to go out, as if pushing away the heavy and old past that had been suppressed for a long time.

Jiang Chang raised his head to look at him, and saw in a daze that young master of the He family was walking inside the palace walls like a banished fairy, with open and dark arrows in front of him and behind him, but he did not fall to the mortal world from the beginning to the end.

"Master Li..."

"Let's go."

Jiang Chang bowed in response, did not say much, just went forward to lead the way, with many years of familiarity, he avoided all the palace people, and brought Li Qingjue closer to the cold palace after several twists and turns, but after being admitted to the hospital, he did not go to the main hall where the empress lived, And going around to the secluded apse, which is rarely seen by people, gradually sees an obscure candlelight shining through a window.

There were already two people waiting outside, both of whom were dream builders under Li Qingjue, bowed to him, and pushed half the door open to allow him to enter the room.Moisture rushed towards his face, Li Qingjue coughed a few times, and the empress's residence was kept clean, it had to be this unattended corner to really show the desolation that a cold palace should have.

Zhao Keyang had a delicate mind, as he said, this place is safer than any other place in the palace, there are so many things going on tonight, no one would have expected that a person who disappeared suddenly would be close at hand and imprisoned by the empress's side.

The man's eyes and mouth were covered, and he was tied to the dust-covered beam with his backhand. He seemed to be exhausted from struggling. At the moment, he was as quiet as a cool stone. He only raised his head slightly after hearing the sound approaching. Look for light and shadow to test the direction of the comer.

The closer Li Qingjue got to see this familiar face, the more clearly he could see this familiar face. For nearly twenty years, the person who was supposed to have nothing to do with him had engraved that ugly face deep in his mind, waving blood-stained whips in front of his eyes, and laughing at his ears. Sarcasm.

He narrowed his eyes and stretched his hands, and pulled off the cloth strip over the eyes of this person. Seeing him subconsciously dodging back, he blinked his eyelids in shock, and his timid appearance was very different from the cruel and arrogant posture before, which made people laugh.

Xu Shi's eyes had been blindfolded for a long time, and then Husse's eyes were blurred for a while before he turned around hesitantly. Li Qingjue met his eyes, recalling the various situations when he was imprisoned and tortured, and the harsh words still remembered. Exactly:

"Master He won't say anything, so don't blame me for serving you like this. If you are alive, it won't be too late to find me to relieve your grudge."

At that time, death was like home, and I didn't want to still live today.

He is indeed destined to live, but the current feng shui is reversed, it is not to relieve hatred, it is just a plan to become a prince, but it is just to repay the reward.

Thinking about the past, Li Qingjue's eyes became colder, and the person in front of him felt rather timid, so he gritted his teeth and asked him, "Who are you?"

"My lord, why do you need to ask such a question?" Li Qingjue smiled slightly, not deviating with him, thinking that he would not be a dull person, even if he couldn't recognize himself, if he could climb from his status as a minion back then to a third-rank palace guard now , and should have expected why he would be in danger at this juncture, he said slightly, "My lord is busy with precious things, you might as well think about important things more, don't waste your time."

Hearing his vague intentions, the man pretended to be stupid in a muffled voice, refused to answer half a sentence, and lowered his head to one side.

Li Qingjue was not in a hurry, expecting him to have this reaction, and explained in a leisurely manner: "There are seven gates in the outer wide gate, and the forbidden army at the south gate is strictly guarded. Like a beast in a cage, it's hard to fly with its wings. I don't know if there are any coincidences between what I expected and what you know?"

Cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the person being questioned, and he looked up at him in disbelief. This look inexplicably brought up a sense of familiarity that he had just ignored, and messy thoughts emerged.

Li Qingjue didn't avoid that gaze, and didn't wait for him to answer. He just went on and said: "Soldiers and horses are approaching the city, and the soldiers are divided into seven groups to break through the outer wide gate, and then they are divided into twelve groups to attack the inner palace gate, and encircle the Yangxin Hall along the palace. Prisoner Dragon?"

"you……"

"My lord," Li Qingjue looked directly into his eyes and paused, "There is a clear path today, if you follow it, you will live; if you go against it, you will perish. How can a country's righteous way, a desolate treachery, change the fate of the world? The real dragon in this world Son of Heaven, there is always only one person."

The calm words are shocking every word.

Li Qingjue's eyes are as deep as a wolf's, forcing his prey to have nowhere to hide.

The man was startled with a gloomy chill, and looked at him in fear. After a long time, the image of more than ten years ago flashed in an instant. It was a blood-bathed boy looking at him with this look, speaking weakly and inexhaustibly with Li Qingjue. Similar words tonight...

It is because the sky is in the right way, and it is not easy to reserve positions.