When Xiao Yi rushed into the house, he saw the layers of bright yellow veils floating in front of him with the cold wind he brought in, like a dream, ethereal. Xiao Yi peeled back layer after layer, and when he stood in front of the last layer of veil, he could see a familiar figure in the blur.

At this moment, they are like the shadow puppet play, one is in the play, the other is outside the play, although there is only a thin screen in the middle, it is like being separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, Xiao Yi's hand towards the veil touched the moment he felt the slight shaking of the veil in front of him, and he couldn't help but freeze.

It seems that the proximity is more timid, obviously closer, but it makes him afraid, afraid of everything he is about to see.

In the crying behind the veil, Xiao Yi's hand finally clenched tightly, and when he trembled, he could see the tightly raised phalanges, and when the veil was lifted, the figure behind the curtain was suddenly in front of him.

Xiao Yi's pupils dilated slightly, and on the bed, the familiar person seemed to be asleep, just lying there quietly, his originally white face was covered with a layer of white under the glass lamp, and the white was almost transparent, even the cold snow outside the window could not be compared.

And what is completely different from this white is the shocking blood red in their hands, like clusters of red plums in the snow, which is dazzling and impossible to ignore.

Xiao Yi's steps swayed, and he walked over slowly, until he knelt in front of the couch, but he forgot about the people around him, and just anxiously went to explore the hand under the brocade quilt, the brocade quilt was warm, and the hand in his hand was also warm, but no matter how tightly he clenched that hand, he felt that his heart was getting colder and colder.

"Ling'er, wake up, don't sleep, don't sleep—"

The man's low and hoarse voice sounded in the sobbing, Xiao Yi held Gu Yanling's hand firmly in his hand, covered his side face, and repeated the murmur over and over again, at this moment, the surroundings seemed to gradually fall silent, and there seemed to be only two people left in the room, and everyone else became dispensable shadows.

The light of the glass lamp fell on Xiao Yi's body, imprinting a lonely and desolate shadow, and in a whisper, the shadow shook slightly, and the hoarse voice was gradually mixed with a bit of moving choke.

"Check, check for me—"

With the sound of the tea cup "clanging-" exploding, Emperor Jianheng's angry and gloomy shouts sounded outside the house, only to see that the people outside the house were so shocked that they almost shouted, but they knelt down at the fastest speed, their bodies trembled, and it was difficult to hide their panic in their words.

"Your Majesty is angry—"

Emperor Jianheng's chest continued to rise and fall because of the raging anger, I saw his body shake slightly, Empress Yuan and Feng Wei hurriedly helped him up, Emperor Jianheng sat down calmly, his left hand tightly grasped the edge of the table, and his eyes were even more gloomy and dark, as if thunder and rain were enveloping, making people feel depressed and frightened.

"Feng Wei!"

Hearing Emperor Jianheng's cold voice, Feng Wei immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully and carefully, "The slave is here." ”

"Immediately bring someone to me to Yuqing Palace to check, and give me a careful inventory of all the things used by the eldest grandson concubine, and tonight, you will find out for me-"

Speaking of which, Emperor Jianheng coldly swept his gaze towards the people in the Sixth Palace, and the killing intent like a cold blade made all the concubines bow their heads in fear, and the next moment, they saw Emperor Jianheng almost overflowing a sentence from his throat.

"Who is it that dares to be detrimental to the eldest grandson's mother and son-"

Feng Wei immediately responded when he heard the voice, and when he was about to go, he saw Empress Yuan, who was also angry and couldn't help herself, and said: "Wu Yuan judges, you also go with Feng Wei, the same investigation, if there is no result, Your Majesty and the palace will ask you two first!"

Wu Yuanju and Feng Wei were both in good spirits when they heard the voice, cold sweat couldn't help falling from their foreheads, and they only felt that their hearts trembled, and they immediately responded in unison, and the next moment, they walked out quickly.

The night is getting heavier and heavier, and the snow outside the window is getting more and more urgent, and the cold is getting deeper and heavier, and the cold to the bones seems to be unable to withstand even the warmth of the earth dragon, soaking into everyone's skin.

Everyone knows that if the real happy event turns into a white event tonight, and God accepts the lives of the eldest grandson, the mother and son, I don't know how many people will go to Huangquan Road to accompany them.

……

The temperature in the hall is rising little by little, the smell of blood in the house almost spreads through the door, He Yuan is still in the inner room for treatment, the emperor and the queen sit next to each other, one hand almost clenched tightly, although they don't say a word, the heavy eyes in the eyebrows are even more depressing for everything around.

Time passed little by little, I don't know whether it was the earth dragon in the house that was too hot, or the reason for the side, everyone stood aside, only to feel more and more hot, hot and almost wanted to escape.

At this moment, the sound of hurried and messy footsteps gradually sounded outside, and as the sound approached, everyone looked over silently, but they saw Feng Wei walking in with the Wu Yuan Judge.

Feng Wei's face was unpredictable, making people unable to detect the slightest thing, when he stepped forward silently, the next moment he bowed down and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, the slave maid and the Wu Yuan judge, it is true that there are traces of this purple flower on the dress worn by the eldest grandson concubine recently——"

Emperor Jianheng's cold eyebrows were raised, and he looked at the Wu Yuan Judgment calmly, shocked the Wu Yuan Judgment, nodded hurriedly, and said thoughtfully: "Your Majesty, judging from the remaining traces on those dresses, Wei Chen guessed that someone should have soaked the dress of the eldest grandson for a long time with purple flower juice, and the eldest grandson would be——"

Speaking of this, the voice of the Wu court judge gradually lowered.

And at this moment, everyone couldn't help but be surprised, their minds were so delicate, but their intentions were so vicious, and it was even more frightening to have such a person in the harem.

Emperor Jianheng's right hand was clenched tightly, and the black jade wrench of his thumb was on the phalange, stiff and cold.

"Anyone who handles these dresses will be sent to Beizhen Fusi!"

Hearing Emperor Jianheng's cold voice, Feng Wei responded, and then raised his head a little cautiously and said, "Your Majesty, if you talk about it, no one in the Huanyi Bureau can get out of the relationship——"

"Then there will be no one left!"

Emperor Jianheng's voice hit the ground coldly, as if he could hear the sound of tremors, and silently, he saw that Emperor Jianheng's eyes had already been covered with a layer of frost, as if he could almost condense everything.

"Tell Han Zhen that no matter what punishment is used, he will give me an answer before the rooster crows——"

This sentence made everyone feel stunned, just a few words, but it was enough to send many lives.

The torture instruments of the Beizhen Fusi have never been easily endured by others.

At this moment, everyone understood from Emperor Jianheng's eyes, Mo said that it was a small Huanyi Bureau, for the Son of Heaven who had passed the destiny of heaven in front of him, for this unborn grandson, it was a million corpses, what could it be?

This time, someone really broke the sky.

What begins with blood is bound to end with blood.