In Chang'an City, the snow was still falling, and the Yan soldiers guarding the palace gate were shivering with cold, their faces were blue, but none of them were passive and lazy, standing motionless in their positions.

This snow comes strangely, but it will always pass.

At that time, Yan Jun, who was guarding the main gate of Weiyang Palace, suddenly saw a man in white coming with a sword in the distance.

I didn't know who it was, and everyone was only shocked by this invincible murderous aura, and they even forgot to draw their swords and prepare to resist. When he got closer, he was surprised to see that the person was actually his imperial brother.

Although he knew that the emperor's younger brother was very brave and brave, he could be a thousand troops, but he had always appeared in front of them with a cordial image, so at this moment, he was so murderous and rampant, and his eyes were red, which made them feel cold in their hearts and feel strange.

And in such a snowstorm, he is still wearing a snow-white brocade robe in the house, and his hair is not even tied, and his black hair flutters in the wind and snow, like a god who has fallen from the sky, but he holds a silver sword in his right hand, and the bones of the hand holding the sword are gurgling, and the murderous aura is awe-inspiring, and people can feel their hearts are worried and dare not look directly at them from a hundred meters away.

Stepping on the wind and snow step by step, and when he came to the gate of the palace, Yan Jun, who was guarding the door, felt a strong cold killing intent passing by his side like a sword, and only then did he react and stiffly bow his head to greet him.

Is that Shura-like person really the emperor's younger brother?

With red eyes, white clothes spreading, and a person carrying a sword, he looked like he wanted to kill all the people in the world.

Bold, a soldier got down on one knee and asked:

"Dare to ask His Highness if he needs his subordinates to find a team of people to accompany him?"

"Roll ......"

The footsteps did not slow down at all, as if a word squeezed out of between the teeth echoed with the sound of the wind, so cold that it seemed to be about to freeze, this sound made everyone present who heard it couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts.

The kneeling soldier was even more like he had been spelled, and he was so frightened that he forgot about it when he knelt on the ground, just like that, looking at the back of Xiao Suo who exuded the murderous aura of thousands of soldiers and horses, and gradually disappeared into the snowstorm.

Only then did he realize that he was also confused, such a person, what soldiers and horses do he need, no matter what he wants to do, with a wave of the cold sword, who in this world can endure him?

Weiyang Palace has long been like an abandoned ancient palace, and the palace maids and eunuchs have already fled with valuable things, and the palace at night has not even turned on a few lights.

Only the moon shines and reflects the snow, and it is desolate.

Murong Chong carried his sword and searched for Fu Jian almost frantically, from the Greenhouse Hall to the Qingliang Palace, he found nothing, until he walked into the Xuan Room Palace, only to find that there seemed to be a faint light inside. Only then did he realize that he had underestimated him, Fu Jian had no intention of hiding at all, and stood generously in front of the Xuanshu Hall and waited for him for a long time.

Stepping into the door of the Xuanshu Palace, he saw Fu Jian wearing a golden crown in court clothes, standing in the moonlight, standing in front of the hall as if entertaining important guests, waiting for him, and when he saw people coming, he smiled proudly:

"The emperor's younger brother came from afar, and he never greeted him from afar, it was my rudeness to be the king of Great Qin."

Murong Chong raised his sword, his momentum approached Fu Jian, and he snorted coldly:

"The King of the Dead."

The sword that had already been unsheathed fell steadily on Fu Jian's shoulder, cutting through the layers of court clothes, but the king with the sword on his neck was not angry, as if he did not know that his life and death were on the line.

smiled at Murong Chong again, and said slowly:

"In my life, I have killed countless people, and I have long been ready to die at any time, but the imperial brother is indeed different, the heavy responsibility of recovering the Yan Kingdom is on the shoulders of the imperial brother, for the sake of the emperor, the imperial brother, I can't kill me."

Murong Chong's expression became even colder, his phoenix eyes narrowed, his red color deepened, and the sword was half an inch closer to Fu Jian's neck.

The tone was resentful and depressed, colder than this snowy night, and there was a deep disdain in his breath:

"You don't have to move out of the Emperor to survive. Lone didn't come here to kill you this time. Lone only asks you, Lone's sister, where is her body? ”

Fu Jian couldn't help but stagnate, he thought that he was angry on this snowy night, and he must have come to kill himself, but he didn't expect it...... He had come to ask for his sister's corpse.

Grit your teeth 5, hide the monstrous anger in your heart, think about the overall situation, and put your personal hatred behind, Chong'er, you have really grown up.

But he also clearly knew that he didn't kill himself at the moment because Emperor Youdi was still in his hands, and when he recovered in the future, he would definitely kill himself as soon as possible.

And this day, in fact, it won't take long.

Chong'er, I treat you so well, but you only think about killing yourself......

He can die.

It's just that...... Before you die, you should also feel like what you have endured, more and more desires, relatives and lovers leaving one by one, and subordinates betraying relatives......

Chong'er, okay, enjoy it all.

It's coming soon.

Fu Jian didn't answer, only quietly took out a white jade bracelet from his cuffs, which was reflected in the moonlight, the jade was clear and delicate, gentle as water.

Calm tone:

"King Zhongshan, do you still recognize whose bracelet this is?"

The phoenix's eyes enlarged in an instant, and the red color in his eyes was like flames, blazing, and Murong Chong almost gritted his teeth:

"Lone asks you again, where is her body!"

"Corpses?"

Fu Jian said quietly: "The emperor's brother is late, and it has already burned." ”

The hand with green tendons snatched the white jade bracelet fiercely, the joints slowly turned pale, stiff, the joints gurgled, and the eyes were red with blood, and for a moment, he was as angry as a Shura.

The black hair flew in the wind, the wide sleeves of the white robe rattled, the sword was an inch closer, and a string of blood oozed from Fu Jian's neck.

"Fu Jian!"

There was anger in the voice, violent and sad, and Murong Chong roared at him:

"I want you to ...... There is no place to die! ”

When Wanzhang woke up again, it was already the next day in bed in his temple, Ah Li seemed to have waited for her to wake up for a long time, and when he saw her wake up, he immediately stepped forward with concern.

"The girl drank too much wine yesterday, and when His Highness sent someone to send the girl back, the slave and maid were taken aback, and they thought something had happened."

Drinking too much alcohol?

Wanzhang touched his head, when did his alcohol amount get so bad? Besides, shouldn't it be a headache when you're drunk, why do you think it's a pain in the back of your neck?

But I couldn't care so much, and suddenly remembered something more important. Grabbed Ah Li and asked:

"Where is Murong Chong now?"

"Your Highness is in the dormitory."

"Do you know ...... last night," asked Wanzhang nervously, "Did he leave the dormitory last night?" ”

Seeing that she was so anxious as soon as she woke up, Ah Li was puzzled and careful, and replied:

"His Royal Highness went to Weiyang Palace last night."

Wanzhang's eyes widened instantly, he took a deep breath, and cautiously continued to ask:

Fu Jian...... Dead? ”

"What did the girl say?" Ah Li only felt puzzled and laughed, but when he mentioned Fu Jian, his face couldn't help but turn a little colder, "That dog thief, if His Highness kills him, he will only dirty his hands." Then he showed a little grief, "Last night, His Royal Highness wanted to bring back the corpse of Princess Qinghe, who knew that Fu Jian was so mad that he had already burned the princess's corpse ......"

Wanzhang was silent for a while, then suddenly got up from the bed, and then began to change clothes quickly.

Ah Li, who was sighing at what happened to Princess Qinghe, looked at her and couldn't help asking:

"Where is the girl going in a hurry?"

"I'm going to find Murong Chong!"

After a few changes, he raised his feet and ran out of the hall. Ah Li couldn't even see her shadow clearly, so he could only stretch out his hand and shout behind his back:

"But ......"

However, Wanzhang had already run out of her sight, and where could she hear what she said.

Ah Li was stunned, and could only read softly:

"However, His Highness is discussing with the ministers at this time, and I am afraid it will be inconvenient......"

As soon as he came to the gate of the palace where Murong Chong was, Wanzhang felt a little strange, this place, which had always been inaccessible and extremely quiet, was constantly entering the ministers of civil and military affairs today, making this palace really have a bit of the glory of Qin Shi Huang's command of hundreds of officials.

But for Wanzhang, this scene stopped her because she didn't want to intervene, not because of stage fright, but because she felt that since Murong Chong really planned to show the majesty of the imperial brother, then she should conform to him, as a woman, not because she appeared here and now.

So as soon as his body turned, he hid at the foot of the wall outside the main gate, thinking that after the ministers had summoned him, it would not be too late for him to see Murong Chong again.

It's just that Tian didn't intend to do what she wanted, and not long after she hid, a surprised voice sounded behind her, and it was her name that was shouted.

"Miss Wanzhang?"

Seeing that she was hit squarely, she could only turn around generously to see who it was.

In this case, she must be more upright, after all, she is not doing anything bad, but she is sneaking around, but she seems to be a thief, and she is extremely embarrassed in front of this official who knows her name.

Wanzhang turned his head to look at the other party, his expression was very frank, but when he looked at the person in front of him, he felt a little familiar, and he couldn't help but think about it, and then suddenly remembered, isn't this exactly when he was tied up by Murong Hong that day, and when his life was hanging by a thread, he chose to stand on Murong Chong's front to protect himself and kill Murong Hong's Su Qinchong?

For this person, he did have a good impression, Wanzhang smiled at him, with a little surprise at the old man, and said, "It turned out to be Lord Su." ”

"I didn't think the girl would recognize her."

The other party's eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, if you just look at this look, no one would have thought that this person had the courage to kill the king of Dayan Jibei, thinking of this, Wanzhang realized that he still owed him a life-saving kindness.

She solemnly bowed to the other party, bowed her head and said seriously: "Where is Lord Su, the Lord has a life-saving grace for Wanzhang, which Wanzhang will never dare to forget, if he is fortunate in the future, he must repay this kindness." ”

The other party hurriedly held her saluting hands, and said in fear: "The girl can't stand this ceremony, the girl is the military division of the three armies of Dayan, and now my Dayan army is strong, occupying Afang, and the restoration of the country is in sight, relying on the strength of the girl, and the lower official just did what should be done, how dare he be greedy for this credit?" ”

Wan Zhang smiled very sarcastically, who didn't know that her reputation as a military advisor was just a false name, except for hiding in the rear to eat and sleep every day during the war, she didn't make any great contributions to the Yan army, but Su Qinchong's attitude was sincere, not like a sarcasm, and it also made her feel very useful.

The other party's face sank slightly, and he said: "What's more, killing Murong Hong, the emperor's younger brother, is to comply with the destiny of heaven......" Thinking of the past, Su Qin Chong paused, and smiled easily after a while, "Okay, today, don't talk about this, but if the girl really wants to repay the next favor, there is really one thing now......"

Wanzhang was stunned, he didn't expect this repayment to come so quickly, but now this lord looks red and bright, so what do you need to help yourself?

She couldn't help but wonder, but just for Su Qin's praise of her words just now, she gritted her teeth and said awe-inspiringly: "My lord, just say that it is incumbent on you to say it." ”

"Girl, refreshed!"

Obviously, even Su Qinchong himself didn't expect Wanzhang to agree so easily, and he was stunned for three seconds in disbelief before calling out in admiration, and then said excitedly: "At this moment, the imperial brother is gathering hundreds of officials in the main hall to discuss how to deal with Fu Jian. ”

After finishing speaking, she was silent, the reason why she didn't like to show her head as much after she arrived in Dayan was because she thought that since she had already let Murong Chong accept her as she wished, then she just had to follow him to assist with peace of mind, and she didn't have to contact others too much. But there are some things, since they have come to their position today, they can't be avoided, not to mention, Murong Chong summoned hundreds of officials to discuss the matter of dealing with Fu Jian, so what she wanted to say to him...... If it is put forward in front of everyone, it seems that it is better.