The day before the Lantern Festival, the palace inside and outside the palace are hung with vermilion palace lamps, hanging colorful silk, everywhere is filled with the joy of the last festival of this winter, at this moment is located at the top of the imperial city on the city wall, a dark figure stands there silently, the cold wind blows slightly, a respectful bow next to him moves slightly, and then gently raised his head, just at this moment, not far away gradually approaching the figure called its figure a pause, and the next moment, it turned quietly retreated.

Feng Wei, who was wearing a robe, silently walked to the corner, only to see the figure gradually approaching, and when he arrived at the bottom of the corridor, he saw Lingbao's clever figure.

"Master. ”

Feng Wei nodded when he heard this, and then lowered his voice and said, "What's wrong." ”

Lingbao walked over quickly, cautiously glanced at Emperor Jianheng standing on the city wall in the distance, and couldn't help lowering his voice a little more and said, "King Luo has come to the palace to ask Your Majesty for peace, and he is waiting below at the moment." ”

Feng Wei paused slightly, then looked down the stone steps, and established a familiar and slightly lonely figure, and while thinking about it, Feng Wei heard Lingbao's hesitant voice on the side again.

"Master, look"

Feng Wei calmly withdrew his eyes, then glanced at Lingbao and said, "I'll go and report to Your Majesty first, you just wait here." ”

Hearing this, Lingbao nodded hurriedly, and lowered his eyebrows respectfully, and when Feng Wei turned around, his eyes turned to Xiao Yan's figure in the cold wind, and then he turned around and walked towards Emperor Jianheng without a trace.

No one saw it, the flash of indifference and happiness under Feng Wei's eyes, the fists under the cuffs were clenched tightly by him, at this moment there was an irrepressible excitement in his heart, he never forgot the tragic death of his grandfather, the death of his father's depression, and he never forgot it, and he would never forget, he would never forget, the driving force of all this was the high Xu Jun Wang.

Don't say that it is the Wang family, that is, the concubine Cheng who has been demoted now, and King Luo, who is standing under the city wall, did not expect that he could come to this point now after being killed and ruining his family.

If it weren't for the Wang family's one-handed covering, even a little housekeeper's relatives would be able to run rampant, his former family would not be as divided as it is now, and naturally, Cheng Guifei would not have ended up today.

But that's not enough.

"Your Majesty"

Feng Wei's calm and respectful voice was faintly scattered in the wind, dissipating little by little, Emperor Jianheng was standing with his hands in his hands at the moment, standing quietly on this city wall, looking at the prosperity and hustle and bustle outside the imperial city, suddenly hearing this voice, his silent face moved slightly, but for a moment, he was indifferent, and he didn't even look back, so he said calmly: "What's the matter." ”

Feng Wei paused slightly when he heard this, as if he was thinking about the words, which caused Emperor Jianheng to frown a little unhappily and said, "When did you become so sassy." ”

"Your Majesty's Forgiveness"

Feng Wei hurriedly lowered his head respectfully when he heard this, and then he swallowed: "Back to Your Majesty, it's Luo, King Luo has entered the palace, and this son is waiting below, and he wants to come to ask Your Majesty for peace." ”

Emperor Jianheng, who was originally immobile, finally turned sideways, although he couldn't see it, he still crossed Feng Wei and looked at the steps not far away, his quiet eyes flashed a little strange light, the cold wind in his ears blew gently, and the fox fur on his clothes moved slightly, making it even more slippery.

Feng Wei waited for a long time and didn't hear a response, and was about to look up, but saw Emperor Jianheng turn around again, silently looked at the eaves spreading his wings in the distance and said, "Pass." ”

"Yes. ”

Feng Wei bowed his head respectfully, and then retreated silently.

Everything around fell into silence, Emperor Jianheng's brows were slightly locked, and the appearance of a noble concubine couldn't help but appear in his mind again, that familiar and gentle face used to make him look kind and comfortable, but now, it only made him recall the things that made him hate little by little, like a thorn, inserted in his heart, he couldn't pull it out, but it was dripping with blood.

All this is telling him that he originally thought he was in control of the world, but he couldn't even distinguish the person next to him, which sounded like a joke.

The sound of slight footsteps gradually sounded behind him, and the sound of hunting and hunting in the clothes, the cold wind at this moment seemed to be much colder, Emperor Jianheng stretched out his hand to retract the big feat, and the originally locked brows also returned to normal.

"The son asks his father to say goodbye. ”

Hearing this voice, Emperor Jianheng finally withdrew his gaze, and then slowly turned around, looking down at his respectful son in front of him, and his originally calm expression gradually became a little gentle.

"It's back. ”

Speaking of this, Emperor Jianheng actually went to support Xiao Yan's hands in person, Xiao Yan paused slightly, and couldn't help but raise his head, and Emperor Jianheng saw Xiao Yan's slightly haggard and tired face due to the fatigue of the journey, as well as the lip color that was always a little lacking in anger.

"But you're not feeling well, why is your face so bad? ”

Xiao Yan couldn't help lowering his eyes when he heard this, but when he raised it again, he was full of filial piety, and shook his head lightly and said: "Father Lao is worried about his son, and his son is not uncomfortable, but his son rushed back all the way, and he came to face the saint without freshening up, which is a loss of courtesy for the monarch and the minister, please forgive my father." ”

Emperor Jianheng nodded with relief when he heard this, and then asked: "Between father and son, why do you need to be like this, you came back just in time, just in time for tomorrow's Lantern Festival family banquet." ”

Xiao Yan smiled when he heard this, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but warmly hook up: "Erchen just wanted to come back in a hurry to celebrate this reunion festival, so everyone had to accompany me to rush back to Beijing." ”

"It's been a hard journey, and it's hard for you to rush back like this. ”

Hearing Emperor Jianheng's words, Xiao Yan immediately smiled gently: "My father is busy with state affairs, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not suitable for fatigue, and Ah Yi can't take a break, and his sons are just sharing their father's worries, how can they say that they are hard." ”

Emperor Jianheng looked at the nine sons in front of him, but he was used by his mother to damage his body, if it wasn't for Lao Jun's help, it would have been really ruined.

The more he thought about it, the more Emperor Jianheng hated Concubine Cheng in his heart, and the guilt and pity for the son in front of him became deeper and deeper at this moment.

"Father"

The original calm fluctuated slightly due to Xiao Yan's voice, and Emperor Jianheng smiled so gently with a rare expression: "What's wrong." ”

Xiao Yan's face in front of him was faintly complicated and entangled, as if he hesitated for a long time, and finally asked: "Mother Concubine"

"Ayan. ”

Before Xiao Yan's words could be completely blurted out, Emperor Jianheng's gentle expression was suddenly swept away, replaced by endless cold and gloom.

"You don't have to say anything more about this matter, I have my own considerations. ”

The surrounding atmosphere seemed to suddenly condense into ice at this moment, and everything changed with a single word, and the warmth of Fang Cai's father and son had completely dissipated, Emperor Jianheng originally thought that it would be enough to say this, but he never thought that this son, who had always been filial and respectful, was a rare one who did not listen to him.