For the last time, what should be there and what should not be there, and what should be handed over have been explained one by one, and there is really not much left to do, as if the unwillingness and joy of the past few years have been relieved at this moment.

To fulfill Fu Sen is not to fulfill himself.

There are so many entanglements with Gongsun Jia Ao in the dark, Lu Changyun is suddenly a little happy, she thinks that the hatred in her life is not hated to the extreme, and she has tried her best to be cute, and she has put it down, and finally there is one thing that can come with her own mind, such as the owner of Weng arranged the person and carriage to answer early, she can leave here and go to Pingyang, anywhere, maybe Fu Sen will promise her more things out of guilt, such as correcting the name of their Lu family, such as the back position.

But do these matter?

Lu Changyun is not rare.

She chose to follow her heart at the last moment, choosing to cross the Chaotian Gate.

She chooses to be with the people she loves the most.

Although it was so delicate and so beautiful, the phoenix robe also accounted for part of her selfishness, but she did walk into the Hanliang Hall by herself, and no one forced her, but she thought so, so she did it.

Even Gongsun Jiaao only hates her now, and she doesn't care.

There is no need to say anything at this time;

Anyway, she said that what she said that day and night was sincere, maybe he wouldn't believe it.

It doesn't matter, even if you lose, it doesn't matter, Jinggong is just a thing returned to its original owner, and the world of the Fu family can still be inherited in the hands of King Yu, although Gongsun Jiaao has nothing, but there is still her.

She can accompany him to the end, such sincerity must be enough;

When my sister talked about the Guifei Sutra, she said that as long as women are obsessed enough, men will always be soft-hearted, which is the truth.

Anyway, Gongsun Jiaao likes her so much, and even he has always loved her like this, as long as he sees her sincerity, he will definitely forgive himself.

Lu Changyun had no psychological burden, and as he had done countless times before, he met him straight in the eyes.

It's really noisy outside, the ministers are ineffective, the emperor is gone, he doesn't plan, and there is no way to live next, but it's also the right time, after the sealing ceremony, the hundred officials are listed, and the civil and military attended, from the front, it is to witness the emperor, and the mountain calls long live the thousand years old, and the pomp is bigger, but from the negative point of view, this is a proper one, and the liquidation does not need to be named.

The noise was so loud that the people inside naturally heard it, Gongsun Jiaao was calm, and he didn't have much time to think, he was thinking about what he should do with her.

She didn't die, he couldn't be relieved.

is dead, and he can't be relieved.

This is a dead end, and you can't pay it back unless you die.

The man's eyes were full of death, Lu Changyun knew what he was thinking, but he didn't know how to admit to him, Gongsun Jiaao was the person she knew best, so she simply let it go at this time, she just had one thing to say clearly before she died, otherwise she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to turn a blind eye, and the two of them didn't understand each other's friendship until they died, how pitiful.

Whether the heart is not there and the person who is not there are two different things, Lu Changyun sighed bitterly: "You have to blame me, I have nothing to say, only what I said that night, I said it that night, I said it all true." ”

Her expression was grim, trying to convince him, as if to say that you should believe me one last time, and it would be good to do it again.

When did the second lady, who was once famous in Beijing, bow her head like this, never.

Originally, her hand had been on her knees, and she had put it well, but as soon as the words came out, her left hand was slowly raised, only a little up, Lu Changyun looked at Gongsun Jiaao's face, and seemed to subconsciously want to grab something forward, but he was face to face with her, and the distance was a stone's throw away, but in the end, the harvest was only in vain.

Humble pleading, but unfortunately Gongsun Jiaao saw it but was indifferent, the emperor has the pride of the emperor, even if the soldiers are in the city, as long as the last bit of troops is not exhausted, then there is still a chance to turn the tables.

After instructing the people in front of the palace not to stop anyone from leaving, Gongsun Jiaao walked out of Hanliang Hall like this.

At least for this moment he was still emperor.

The emperor hates, and the king of Yu also hates, these two people have been friends for a long time in the great position of watching the world and ruling the country, and now is the time, it is always inevitable to fight like this, not all for women, how good the rivers and mountains are, good people are obsessed, and both of them are convinced that they are the real dragon.

Even if it is death, it must be deserved.

The news in the palace is usually not so closed, thanks to the intention of Lord Pingyang Weng and Nan Xi to confuse the public there, the power of Jinggong silently infiltrated into the corners of the palace, I have to say that this is because the emperor is too arrogant, so careless.

It was too late for the Hou Mansion to learn the news, and the ceremony suddenly became a Shura hell after the seal, and the eldest prince acted quickly, so he rushed to meet the enemy in Yongqingmen with Chang Qing early, but Gongsun couldn't manage so much, no one said that it was a big rebellion for him to lead the troops into the palace without permission, and he might not be able to escape if he ran for his life, how could anyone care about that.

However, the moment he entered the palace, the same fire rose from the Hanliang Palace, just like that year, just like that day.

His eyes burned red, and his hope burned out.

Everyone was shocked by such a blazing light, and the sword in their hands had just passed through the chest of others, and the blade was opened, and they were full of blood, but they were almost unstable at this moment;

Gongsun's heart was like a drum, as if the whole person was hit by a huge copper drum at this moment, and the impact could instantly crush him, and he had no power to fight back;

He had seen such a scene, that is, the day he led his troops to encircle and suppress Fu Ji;

The fire of the glazed hall that day, the blood soaked through the cracks in the palace wall, Fu Sen resolutely jumped from the high platform, everything was so cruel, cruel and magnificent.

Some subordinates shouted in the chaos, Gongsun Di was covered in blood, clenched the hilt of the knife in the midst of the slaughter, his teeth were tight, as if he had exhausted all his strength in the blink of an eye, and roared in place: "Follow me to Hanliang Hall to escort!"

Tingwei and everyone rushed all the way with Chehou, the harem was also in a panic, someone fled through the glass hall and suddenly heard a howl, it was a woman's voice, as if it was in the palace of Mrs. Ziyi, and as if it was somewhere else, constantly in order, one after another, like crying and laughing, and couldn't bear to listen carefully.

That woman may be shouting a person's name, shouting something, but now no one cares, people die like lights out, if she can call someone else's life back, then it is a real skill.

Everything is settled, the battle is open, He Tiqi opened and closed, and took the lead in the front battle, which is regarded as avenging Changqing's arrow, looking back at Hanliang Hall has become a sea of fire, there is no need to be unlucky at all, as long as King Yu ascends the throne, everything can be repeated, and the loss of the palace is nothing.

He withdrew from the crowd and went to report to the king of Yu.

Seizure of the palace has always been a physical task, the corpses are piled up, and finally piled together and then cleared out, life and death are in an instant, and it is nothing more than hell.

Gongsun Jiaao hung a lot of new wounds on his body, and at the last moment, he still returned to the place where he started, Hanliang Hall is the residence of the Son of Heaven, but there is no popularity on weekdays, and there are no people at this time, and Fu Sen's people can't hit here for a while, but it is really quiet and quiet.

He walked inside, the red robe was stained with blood, weird and beautiful, he didn't expect that he was the same as Fu Ji, starting from the palace and losing the palace, this is not the same way.

It was expected that there should be no one, he had instructed that no one should be stopped from leaving, maybe she had already gone out of the Zhengqing Gate, maybe she had already gotten into the carriage outside, maybe she was safe, and she didn't have to face him against her will.

Gongsun Jiaao suddenly felt that he was very pathetic, he lost in this game about love, he hated many women, and he had countless sincerity, but in the end he was betrayed by his beloved, this may be retribution, God has always been fair.

But even so, he didn't even have the courage and determination to kill her.

Not a single bit.

She is still so young, and Fu Sen promised her the glory of the second half of her life, the history books will not write about her like her sister, her talent and fame and her act of saving the country and the world can be remembered for centuries, and it is not worth dying.

So he allowed her to leave, but he could only leave, this is his pride, his own woman, charity-like only willing to give up to the second person, because he does not want to see her return to the king of Yu, afraid of living, will also be immersed in full unwillingness day and night, then only he will die.

Only death can end this.

This may be the last mercy of Gongsun Jiaao in this life.

He pushed open the door of the enclosure room, how many years did not swing the knife, sure enough, there were a lot of hands, at best, he only killed a few small leaders of King Yu, fortunately he was not hungry or thirsty, but he had no idea, he just wanted to sit quietly and die with this palace.

In the void environment, people are about to become nothing, and they still care about those eating and drinking.

After meditating for a while, he suddenly noticed that something was missing, and he searched for it from the placket of his clothes, and it took him a long time to find something, which was old, and he looked down on the original color when he was stained with blood, but he only looked at the shape and knew that it was a concentric knot.

But if one of the halves is missing, it can be seen that the world can never be perfect.

was bowing his head in a daze, gently and skillfully pushing a cup of tea in front of him, as soon as he looked up, Lu Changyun smiled and bent his eyes, smiled sincerely, and sat down beside him: "I made it with my own hands, but unfortunately the people in front of the palace were in a hurry, and Gongchun only had tea foam left, I don't know if it suits your appetite." ”

Gongsun Jiaao was stunned for a moment and wanted to laugh, but instead the corners of his mouth sank and said bitterly: "I thought you would leave." ”

Lu Changyun still shook his head simply, refusing to even find another excuse, and simply said, "I want to stay for you to make tea, so I didn't leave." ”

So Gongsun Jiaao didn't ask, they all knew each other too well, no matter how many times the time returned, her choice was still like this, how many times she would choose like this, the dilemma of love and righteousness, she was righteous to Fu Sen, so of course, she still had to stay, and she wanted to leave her love.

This is the best result.