Rong Xi's fingers were slightly forced, and he shook Leng Yixiu's hand.

His hands are clean and slender, completely rough as ordinary men's hands, but there are slight thin calluses in the places where weapons are used all year round, but at this time, Rong Xi feels that the thin calluses are caressing his fingertips, and the feeling of grinding seems to grind into his heart.

He's used to that, right? The world only sees the infinite brilliance of King Ning, the god of war, but they don't know what kind of sadness and pain is behind this brilliance......

She exhaled softly, looked at the brilliant glow in the sky, and said silently in her heart: If he lived in hell before, then he would jump into hell and join him, meet ghosts and kill ghosts, meet gods and kill gods, and rush out of a bloody road together, step out of hell and face the glory.

As soon as the two of them got into the carriage together, there was a group of forbidden troops coming from the palace neatly and quickly, the spears in their hands pointed to the sky, the black tips of the spears flashed cold and sharp in the sun, and the guns fluttered in the wind and were as red as blood, cold and solemn.

"Quick! Fast! ”

"Look over there! Be sure to find someone! ”

"Yes!"

Several teams of people quickly split up, and when they entered the palace, they were still busy with the palace gate, but at this time, it was as cold as a cloud, and everyone didn't dare to say a word, so they silently turned around and got into their respective carriages, and left as much as possible.

"It seems that this time Dacreel will not be tolerated by the emperor." Rong Xi lifted the curtain with his fingers and observed through the cracks.

"If it was in private, there might be a little room for maneuvering, but this time, in front of the civil and military officials, there were also those noble ladies and ladies who were stunned a lot." Leng Yixiu's voice was cold, and his gaze flashed in the darkness of the carriage, like a cold blade.

"The most important thing is that there are so many envoys from other countries present this time," Rong Xi lowered the curtain, with a faint ridicule in his voice, "The emperor has such a good face, this time it is a big shame, he will never be able to swallow this breath." ”

"That's right," Leng Yixiu's fingers stroked a strand of her hair, "a person like him with a good face...... How can it be tolerated? ”

His tone was slightly cold, like the wind with snow, and his eyes were unwavering, like a calm deep sea, but the deep undercurrents hidden under the calm surface were inexplicably frightening.

Rong Xi pursed his lips, his palm gently stroked his hand, and his slender fingers seemed to be painting in his palm, with each stroke, full of love, affection and understanding.

Rong Xi naturally understood that Leng Yixiu thought of his life experience, and seeing Concubine Qian today, he must have touched his heart again, right? The biological mother is in front of each other, but she can't recognize each other, and she has to call another woman her mother, what kind of unbearable torment is this for this mother and son?

And they have been like this for more than 20 years, flesh and blood, close but unable to recognize each other, just for a man's face and his glory.

Feeling Rong Xi's comfort, Leng Yixiu's face improved slightly, he raised his hand, held her hand in his hand, and put it to his lips, his lips were slightly cool and soft, like a plum blossom in the mountains in winter, "Rong Xi...... Good thing to have you. ”

The emperor looked at the poisonous insects that were kept in the princess's palace by Dakre, and the initial fear in his heart had passed, and he couldn't imagine that in his own palace, under his nose, there would be such a thing, and the forbidden army stood on both sides, silent, silent.

Each of them held a torch in his hand, the flame burned extremely vigorously, suddenly burning towards the sky, the blue-black smoke drifted above the flame, the air was full of the pungent smell of burning oil, and occasionally there was a slight "pop" sound, and the torch burst into sparks.

Other than that, there was no other sound, cold, and solemn.

The firelight reflected the emperor's bright yellow dragon robe, the long dragon light embroidered with gold thread flickered, the dragon's eyes were round, and the giant claws gently stepped on the clouds, as if they were about to break through the robe when they turned around, and the cold light on the tips of the claws made people feel timid.

At this time, the emperor's gaze was colder than the cold light.

"Burn!" After a long time, the emperor finally raised his hand slowly, and then fell decisively, his wide sleeves flashed, and killing intent was everywhere.

At the same time, the torches in the hands of the forbidden army were thrown at the hut, the fire dragon stuck out his tongue, the hut was engulfed in fire in a blink of an eye, and the crackling sound of the wood being burned was endless, in this dark night, the fire that rose, the continuous demon fire, and the sound that kept happening, made the palace of the seventh princess like a purgatory on earth.

"Father, the emperor......" The seventh princess shouted bitterly, like a sharp knife, fiercely cutting through the sky.

She was still wearing the red dress, but it was covered with mud, and her head was scattered, scattered and fell on her chest and back, unkempt and supple without the suppleness of the past, and the jewelry in her hair was nowhere to be found, faintly embellished with pearls from before, like the white hair of the stars, which was shocking.

She didn't have shoes on her feet, her white socks were already covered with dirt from running all the way, and she staggered to the courtyard and fell in front of the emperor.

"Father!" The seventh princess raised her hazy eyes, the whites of her eyes were red, like two burning flames, but the pupils in the middle were black holes like two dry lakes, reflecting the firelight in the sky, the delicate makeup on her face had long been spent, and the dried marks of tears left a distinct mark on her face.

The emperor looked down at her, his favorite daughter, who knelt down in front of him like a ghost at this moment.

The seventh princess grabbed the corners of his robe with both hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Father, are you burning your daughter's palace?" That...... Where is my daughter going to be? ”

"The palace is what I have," the emperor's eyes were cold, quietly looking down at her, "besides, if it burns, it can be rebuilt." ”

"You can rebuild ......" the seventh princess muttered in her mouth, her eyes were stunned, and the little fire in her eyes, which had long been without tears, slowly dimmed, as if she was saying to herself, and as if to the emperor, "So...... What about my future? Where is it? Can it still be rebuilt? ”

The emperor was silent, just watching her gaze cool inch by inch, and the bright firelight around him couldn't warm the chill in his eyes, "Ning Yue, you should understand that in my eyes, this country is the first thing, and then home, when you and Dacrete, I also fulfilled you, but you also saw today's events, and I had to ......."

"That's right," the Seventh Princess interrupted him, her fingers slowly loosening the corners of the emperor's robe, the golden dragon on it was scratched a little wrinkled by her, and her expression seemed to be more and more hideous, "Father, you are right, it was indeed your fulfillment with Dacreel. ”

There was a slight sneer in her tone, and when the last sentence came out, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and in the beating of the firelight, it looked a little terrifying, "Fulfillment...... What you think is fulfilled, do you know what kind of life I live? ”

"It's better to live than to die, it's not a trace of dignity, it's endless humiliation, it's falling from the clouds into the dust, and then being stepped on a few times, and you can't turn over forever."

Her voice was clear, word by word was boundless coldness, in the crackling sound of the sea of fire, like thunder exploding in people's ears, one by one challenging the bottom limit of the emperor's heart.

His temples jumped and ached, and the angry clouds in his eyes rolled up, like a thick fog on the top of Cangshan, obscuring the warm rays of sunlight, "Ning Yue, is this the attitude you should have towards me when you speak?" ”

"No," the seventh princess straightened her waist, she raised her head slightly, and smiled at the emperor, the smile was pale, like a withered flower swaying in the wind, "Now, I am not talking to the emperor as a princess, I am asking a father who has always loved her as a daughter, ...... Was it really planned for her? Concerned about her life? Have you asked her heart? Or, just as she is a pawn, laying out a delicate game for the cause of your country? ”

"Ning Yue!" The emperor was furious, he shouted, raised his fingers, pointed to the tip of the nose of the seventh princess, the fingers were thin and white, like jade carving, such a pair of hands, holding the power of life and death in the world, and the family affection and love that were originally held in the hands were lost from the fingers little by little, leaving only the towering world, and the power was in hand.

The seventh princess was not afraid at all, she laughed softly, one was colder than the other, one was higher than the other, she laughed, slowly breathless, laughing so that tears flashed in the corners of her eyes, and then, she fainted.

The surrounding wind suddenly fell silent, and with the fainting of the Seventh Princess, all the sounds seemed to stop, the emperor trembled with anger, his face was pale, and the firelight reflected his hideous eyebrows, "Someone!" Take her to Yanqing Palace for me, without my will, you are not allowed to go out, and no one else is allowed to visit! ”

Yanqing Palace is the most remote palace, although it is not deserted, but it is far inferior to other palaces, only a little better than the cold palace.

Leng Yixiu sat in the study, a white shadow flew by outside the window, a slight sound of wings flapping, he walked around the window from behind the desk, raised his hand, and picked up the carrier pigeon standing by the window.

He slowly unfolded the small note in the bamboo tube, on which was a very simple sentence, only a few words: "Seven Princesses, Yanqing Palace".

Leng Yixiu hooked his lips slightly, he raised his hand, the small note quickly turned into ashes in the fire candle, disappeared, he slowly raised his head, looking up at the brightest star in the sky.

In a trance, there was a young man's voice: "Brother, have you seen that star?" It's so bright! When I grow up, I must help the emperor expand the territory and expand the borders of the Jokhang Kingdom to that one! ”

The young man's smile was like moonlight, reflecting the somewhat lonely look on Leng Yixiu's face, and he sighed slightly in his heart, can you see ...... Your hatred, today, finally has an explanation.