The affair between the third princess of Xiangning and the young emperor of the Holy Land Dynasty has been spread among the countries. Even many countries speculate that although the Xiangning Dynasty seems to be allied with the secret carving, is it really true, or is it a fake surrender?

That day, Ru Huan also informed Leng Xiuze of his worries, and Xiu Ze just unswervingly said, "What I love is Ru Huan, and he doesn't care about anything else", which is the purest heart. On the contrary, he truthfully told Ru Huan about the emotions that his friend Su Muxue carried, which surprised Ru Huan even more.

Naturally, what surprised Ru Huan was not the incident itself, but the surprise that Su Muxue actually defied the world's condemnation and impulsively confessed her sincerity? For some reason, Ru Huan had a strange feeling about blaming himself on the matter of innocence and revealing his heart to Xiuze......

Finally, the allied soldiers who secretly carved with Xiangning came to the imperial capital.

Because Su Muxue fell out with Leng Xiuze that day and left in a rage, today Leng Xiuze personally put on armor and went into battle to lead the troops, with Leng Xin and Xia Jiang as deputy generals. Nan Zanyin led 100,000 soldiers to garrison Hancheng as reinforcements to receive Leng Xiuze.

Because Leng Qingqiu knew that his old enemy Yu Linyi's life was in danger, he suddenly felt that the resentment entangled between the two in this life was very sad and lamentable. With a sigh of embarrassment, he no longer had the hatred of wanting revenge. So Leng Qingqiu left the book alone, and actually relied on his strong internal strength to sneak back to the bottom of the valley where he fell in love with Yuyan and continued to live in seclusion.

In the imperial palace, Feng Jiechen sat high in a bright yellow dragon robe, and the falling silk silk was elegant, which added god-like elegance to this high-spirited and elegant emperor.

It's just that after listening to the report of the ink dye, the emperor's always gentle expression also showed a trace of anger: "Firearms workshop...... It was blown up?"

"It was the minister's incompetence that gave the young people the opportunity to sneak into the firearms workshop and set it on fire, so that the emperor's hard work was burned. Please also ask the emperor to condemn the crime, the minister...... Be willing to be punished. Mo Ran bowed respectfully to the ground and pleaded guilty, his voice trembling a little, sounding as if he was extremely afraid of the wind and dust.

"This can't all be blamed on Prime Minister Mo, that Nan Ruhuan is very cunning and insidious. Prime Minister Mo has a gentlemanly demeanor, and naturally he can't see through Nan Ruhuan's tricks. At this time, Mo Dye has been named the Prime Minister of Zuo, and he is the hottest young official in the dynasty.

A gleam flashed in the amber eyes of the wind and dust, and he stared at the ink stain for a few moments, and the slight anger finally dissipated.

"I am very pleased that my future queen is so capable. Since Ru Huan likes it, I can build a few more firearms workshops for her to blow up. Princess Nan should speak more leisurely to the future queen of the world......"

When Feng Jiechen said this, he was as gentle as an orchid, but the more holy and noble his face and attitude were, the more Nan Piao's heart was shocked!

She remembered that when she was in Lisu County, Feng Jiechen ruthlessly cut off Liu Shiyun's two fingers, and even at this time, the part of her ribs that was seriously injured by him was still aching!

Nan Piaoyao originally thought that Nan Ruhuan had blown up Feng Jiechen's hard work for many years, even if he loved her again, he would always roar angrily, but he didn't expect that this emperor, who was bound by hypocritical gentleness, could control his emotions to such an extent?

Is he too good at cultivating his qi, or is he too much in love with that woman?

Nan Piaosha was embarrassed and couldn't answer, but a clear and pure voice rang out: "Since Your Majesty wants to let the future queen have fun, it is better to send the imperial capital to the other party as well!

Feng Jiechen looked at Ji Xuanran, who showed an innocent expression, obviously he was sarcastic in and out of his words, but from the pure big eyes of this water spirit, he really couldn't see it.

"Prince Shadow's words are not bad, it's just ...... It was not Ru Huan who led the troops to the imperial capital, but Leng Xiuze. This person is ruthless and cruel to kill his adoptive father, there is no humanity, and I am determined to take his head to avenge the Emperor!"

When the rest of the hundred officials heard Feng Jiechen mention revenge, they immediately echoed passionately.

Mo Ran finally stood up from the ground, raised his eyes and stared at Feng Jiechen and asked cautiously, "Your Majesty is planning to lead troops to recruit in person?"

"Exactly. Feng Jiechen got up slowly, and his distant gaze seemed to penetrate the majestic Qinzheng Palace, and he saw the familiar new monarch outside the city gate.

"The minister feels that His Majesty, as the lord of the world, is not suitable to deal with this group of rebellious feudal thieves. ”

Ji Xuanran took the opportunity to support the ink dye: "This palace also feels that His Majesty is no longer representing the power of the Holy Domain Dynasty, but the head of the coalition together with the Land of Water and the Polar Yellow Spring. With such an identity, it is better to sit in the palace. The matter of going into battle to kill the enemy will be left to the main palace. ”

Thinking of having the opportunity to deal with his old enemy Nan Ruhuan, Nan Piaoyao also hurriedly took a step forward and recommended himself: "Piaoyao also wants to go out with the army as a deputy general, and in the face of those Xiangning soldiers, Piaosha's identity still has a certain advantage." ”

Feng Jiechen was indecisive, and the courtiers below knelt down together to ask the emperor not to risk the expedition in person, so he had no choice but to transfer 200,000 soldiers and horses to Feng Li, and ordered Feng Li as a deputy general to fight against the coalition forces outside the city with the 200,000 army of Ji Xuanran, the prince of the country of water.

Everyone retreated, leaving Mo Dye alone, he didn't speak, just let Mo Dye follow behind him and walk towards the deep palace.

Huanyi Palace, where Concubine Yan once lived, was closely guarded by the secret guards at this time.

Passing through the fragrant courtyard of orchid, Mo Dye stood in front of the door of the dormitory, but Feng Jiechen pushed open the door alone and paced in.

On the beautifully carved big bed, Yu Linyi's eyes were deeply sunken and his face was haggard, and on his originally elegant and handsome face, which could barely see the traces of time, there was already a bit of decadence and despair at this moment.

"You...... This brute ......" Yu Lin Yi struggled to squeeze these words out of his lips and teeth.

Feng Jiechen smiled lightly, still so elegant that people couldn't take their eyes off: "This body is given to your father, if I am a beast, then what are you?"

"You ......" Yu Linyi was so angry that he couldn't turn around in one breath, and his eyes widened.

"It's only to blame you for overhearing me, otherwise we would have a few years of good times of fatherly kindness and filial piety. Feng Jiechen shook his head and neck with great regret, but the smile on his face did not diminish.

"Who knows...... When you talk to yourself at the jade statue...... Such an astonishing fact was told...... You...... It's not Xingli......" Yu Linyi finally relieved his breath, and he muttered with a sad expression.

"Yulin Xingli, many years ago, you wanted to get rid of Leng Xiuze, the son of your rival, and the assassination operation was established, and he was killed by the killer you sent to save Leng Xiuze! It was you, Yulin Yi, who killed his own son with his own hands!"

As if struck hard in the chest by these words, Yu Linyi's eyes just stared blankly at the ceiling, and there was endless fear and remorse in it......