Looking at Gu Jingyu's resolute departure, Hong Luo froze in place, blurring his vision......

Seeing her like this, Hong Yan's fists clenched tighter and tighter, and he suddenly picked up the sword on the ground and rushed over.

"Don't!"

"Poof......" Hong Luo's gaze shifted downwards and landed on his chest, blood flowing down the corners of his mouth.

Hong Yan's eyes were about to split, and he threw down his sword and hugged her falling body, "Red Luo! ”

Gu Jingyu glanced back when she heard the voice, and continued to walk forward. For such an ending, it is unexpected, but there will be no sympathy. He can't do sympathy for someone who has hurt the woman he loves the most several times, even if that person died for him.

"Red Luo...... Why so stupid? Why! ”

Hong Luo fell into his arms, watching the once glorious and magnificent dungeon collapse little by little, the corners of his mouth rose, "Hong Yan, do you know why I want to destroy the dungeon?" I hate Haiying, but I hate the Underworld Sect even more! It is the Cult that condones the wicked and makes them hurt the innocent...... Believe it or not, I have never wrongly injured an innocent person in the past few years, and those who were thrown by me to feed the snake are all great traitors, I cough ...... ahem"

Hong Yan held her cold hand and hurriedly said, "Hong Luo, I believe in you, don't say it, I'll take you out!" ”

Hong Luo held his hand, his eyes were a little sloppy, "No need...... My wish has been granted...... Just let me ...... with the dungeon Sleep ......"

A tear smashed on her cheek, and Hong Yan held her hand and stroked her cheek, "Okay, I'll accompany you, I'll accompany you up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire!" ”

For the first time, he smiled sincerely, "You still call me stupid...... You're ...... Fool ......"

hand, slowly drooping......

Brother, Tong'er is homesick, you come to pick up Tong'er home, okay?

……

In the early dynasty, the ministers gathered in the Taiji Palace, and they did not wait for the emperor to arrive, and finally waited for a holy decree.

The emperor suddenly contracted an illness and summoned the thirteen princes back to the dynasty to temporarily manage the government!

This holy decree can be described as a bombshell, which exploded the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty.

"Prime Minister, the emperor is in his prime, how could he be infected with a disease, should he be ......?"

I didn't dare to say the latter words, and everyone tacitly understood it.

Hearing this, Ou Yangming rolled up his sleeves, looking like an old god was there, "The emperor is the Son of Heaven, and he has the blessing of God. ”

"But...... The thirteenth prince is still young, can he handle the government well? The crowd was puzzled.

"Before Emperor Wei was ten years old to quell the rebellion in the northwest, after the Emperor was twelve years old to create the first year of the Sheng, the thirteenth prince was fifteen years old, these years of crusade in the east and west, and made a lot of military achievements, how do you know that it can't be done?"

The ministers were dumbfounded and silently dispersed.

"Lord Fang."

Fang Wenjing, who was about to slip away quietly, stopped, touched the tip of his nose, turned around and said, "What did the Prime Minister call Xiaguan to do?" ”

Ou Yangming approached, staring at Fang Wenjing's eyes with deep meaning, "Lord Fang, I heard that the sensational Liutai disappearance case the day before yesterday has been closed by Lord Fang, and the people quite praised Lord Fang's judgment methods. ”

Fang Wenjing's back was cold, and he felt like he had been reduced to fish meat, "The Prime Minister praises falsely, this is the duty of the lower officials." ”

Ou Yangming patted him on the shoulder, "Not bad, not bad!" The old man is already old, and the DPRK and China need a young and promising force like Master Fang! ”

Fang Wenjing's shoulders were almost crooked, and he hurriedly said, "The Prime Minister's sword is not old, and there are still many things that the lower officials need to learn from the adults!" ”

Ou Yangming slapped a few more times, "Haha, it's rare that you have this diligent and self-motivated heart, how can the old man not be perfect?" In the future, you will come to my house to study! ”

“…… Thank you, sir! Fang Wenjing wanted to cry without tears, and felt that his heart and liver hurt. Prime Minister, that's really not what the lower officials meant!

……

The Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, which had been empty for four years, was repopulated, but this time it was occupied by the wounded and sick.

Blue Court

Lan Yiling stayed by the bed, quietly looking at the person on the bed, his eyes did not blink for a moment, for fear that something would happen in the next second.