The fragrance of roses burned in this dormitory, the night breeze pierced the hall, the firelight was shining, and the sparkling brilliance echoed the prosperity of the bones, disturbing the time that should have been amazing, and everything became so trance-like and so slightly melancholy.

This was the most delicate peony flower in Datang at that time! At this moment, the beautiful face has not lost the pure moisture that it deserves, but the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are covered with a different taste that cannot be dissolved, it seems ridiculous, it seems to be self-deprecating, the candle shadow is flickering, looking in the eyes and in the heart, it is very pleasing to the eye, and at the same time it is so pitiful and sad for her.

That is the glorious princess An Le who can move the world and is so glorious that she has been favored by the wind and clouds.

Since the funeral of Zhongzong, in order to appease her mother, who was in deep love with her father and the emperor, Li Bao'er returned to the palace with Wu Yanxiu, a newly married horse a few years ago, to accompany Empress Wei.

It was only a few days ago, and all these seemingly established situations had not yet been truly implemented, and the sudden change came suddenly, giving this person who was struggling to be free in Gu a fear that no one expected!

The shouts outside the dormitory shook the sky, and the fierce neighing of the dragon and the hooves of the chaotic army disturbed the warm summer night that should be fine, and shattered the good dreams, the danger and the unswerving tide of slaughter.

An Le's face was extremely peaceful, and even one of her hearts didn't seem to have a ripple. She got up, her feet were smelting, her posture was graceful, and she walked to the red coral dresser without hurry, and then slowly sat down.

The people around him have already fled, and the general trend of the stars holding the moon in the past was nothing more than a cloud of smoke and clouds, when the real danger followed, they ran and scattered, and the wall fell down and everyone pushed it. Even the horse with her mandarin duck brocade has abandoned her and fled alone, but who can take care of whom?

But there is one person, only this one person who accompanies An Le without regrets or complaints, silently and quietly watching her sit down and feel sorry for herself in the mirror. This person is her male favorite, the guard Mu Fei.

I can't tell what kind of inexplicable affection and loyalty this is, she didn't ask him, she didn't ask anyone, even if she asked at this time, it was really useless, because she had lost power, and no one would be afraid of a dying princess.

But he firmly chose to stay with her, accompany her through this inescapable catastrophe, and the last shocking time in her life.

An Le is very clear about his fate, that is the first government. It doesn't really matter who the person is anymore. Because no matter who it is, as the concubine of Empress Wei, the princess of Zhongzong, or the princess who has long been notorious and has been criticized by everyone, the spearhead will be pointed at her without deviation, and she will not be able to escape death.

Don't say anything innocent or innocent, there has never been no shortage of innocent sacrifices in this world. This empire is too beautiful, this power is too tempting, and the ruts of history continue to move forward slowly, during which a few innocent lives emerge to pay tribute to this beauty and to frame this brilliance, which is actually a normal thing! Isn't it?

She felt honored by this inescapable gorgeousness. And as the most noble and beautiful princess of the Tang Dynasty, she should die calmly with the most beautiful and neat appearance, she should have a decent way to die, even if she can't get such a dignity, then at least she should show the most beautiful posture......

It's an epic tragic beauty that complements such an epic moment. Princess An Le, who was seated in the rhombus flower, looked at her eyes from the middle of the smooth mirror, and repeatedly examined her face with distinct patterns, that is, the delicate glass-like softness took a cinnabar pen from the makeup, and traced the eyebrows on the mirror.

Suddenly, another stern face was suddenly reflected in this flat mirror, and this handsome and handsome man suddenly showed his holiness like a god at this moment when he was on the verge of life and death and was about to say goodbye!

An Le's heart moved inexplicably, there was such a moment of illusion, she was delusional that Mu Fei, the only guard who was by her side at this critical juncture and was willing to die to martyr her, seemed to be a god sent by the sky, just to extradite her and redeem her......

At this moment, the originally calm and clear glass heart lake was stirred up with a shallow wave, but An Le subconsciously laughed, smiling gently and without being perverse.

An Le turned his eyes to look at Mu Fei with a rare and only gentle face, and then his voice was full of breath and chirped like a hundred spirits: "Can you comb the cloud sideburns for me?" Then he turned to the mirror again, his eyes shining like bright stars, with a faint expectation.

Such a holy and beautiful princess has suddenly turned into a fairy who is about to be feathered! Just because of the purity and poignancy of this moment, all the mistakes made in the past, those uninhibited desolation and indulgence in frivolity, it seems that there is nothing that cannot be easily forgiven......

No one can bear to hurt such a graceful elf, no one, how can there be anyone?

Mu Fei's heart was filled with hot and hot fire, and the violent movement turned into a burning arrow in the dark sky, with a star-like flame and a sprinkling of determination, he only hated that he couldn't kill the three thousand world crows, so he hugged and slept with her, and the years were quiet and clean again!

His heart was trembling, his soul was crawling, but his face and demeanor were still extremely calm. He couldn't show the slightest abnormality, because it would make her afraid, and she couldn't bear to be afraid. It seems that it would be a sin, and that sin is unforgivable.

Mu Fei raised his hand, steadily took the small comb of red sandalwood teeth handed by An Le, and began to carefully examine her face in front of the rhombic glasses, and carefully combed the broken hair on the cloud temples.

The shouting and screaming, roaring, and cruising firelight rushing into the sky alone alone could not affect the tranquility and warmth of the room in the inner hall of the dormitory.

If it weren't for the majestic scenery of Daming Palace reminding them that this is the palace, at this moment, they would have thought that this was a couple of idle couples!

In fact, this kind of restraint should not be ......

These days by her side, he understood all her sufferings and all her involuntarily, as well as all her helplessness and unwillingness.

He, he fell in love with her......

As for other grievances and grievances, intricacies and complexities, as for his stay, it was actually her domineering and rude imprisonment to him, as long as there is this I don't know when the word "love" is driven, then in fact, all this is no longer important! Between them, they don't have to worry too much.

The last moment is finally coming, and the horizontal and vertical that can't escape can't escape.

A gate in the outer hall was kicked open with a "bang", and the guards who broke into the door rushed all the way with sparkling cold lightsabers.

An Le and Mu Fei were safely examining their delicate faces in the mirror, and Mu Fei's warm palm naturally covered An Le's slender shoulder. The gesture between the two is intimate and serene, even if the blade is approaching and death is imminent, they are still unmoved.

The rough and reckless guards never knew what the tenderness of pity for flowers and cherishing spring was, and they could hear the sound of the wind in their ears being cut by the awe-inspiring blade, such a real sound, such a real sudden...... A soldier beckoned over with a knife himself, only in the snap of his fingers, Princess Anle's beautiful neck hung a wave of blood, and the beautiful head left the fragrant neck, and fell to the ground!

What a cruel and poignant scene it was, and it was strange that it grew a different kind of beauty.

The peach blossoms crushed the red smelted all over the ground, and the toppled jade mountain collapsed and shattered in an instant, and it was difficult to support it.

The blood-colored "dripping" spilled on the ground, in the blood light that came out of this paved with bright rubies, the guard Mu Fei was also hacked to death with a knife.

The bright blood and the bloody light of the sky buried the two people whose fates had never intersected in this life, but who were strangely tied together when they died. At the last moment, the state of mind was already as peaceful as promised, and the eyes that could not be blinded were still piercing and looking directly at the speechless mournful sky, no matter what, it could not really dissipate an unyielding obsession in the depths of the heart, and an unwilling heart that was extremely innocent and helpless!

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In fact, Princess An Le is not different from her mother Empress Wei, nor is she different from her aunt Princess Taiping. Both men were genuine people of political prowess and boundless ambition.

And Li Bao'er, in the final analysis, is just a spoiled child who was held in the palm of his hand by his father and queen mother! Throughout her life, she may not understand what the real political struggle and power struggle are and what the profound meaning is!

Because of her proud nature and arrogant mind, she is competitive and refuses to give in, regardless of the stability of the people, wantonly offends the courtiers, and even wants to be the queen daughter.

But on the other hand, she and her whole person, in addition to arrogant thoughts and seemingly large ambitions, actually have no political skills and sensitivity to politics!

She is forever fixed in the twenty-four years old, such a delicate and flower-like good year, through the smoke and clouds of history, through the lingering dark fragrance of the floating world, you can vaguely find the laughter of the past, the great beauty of Shaohua......

As for Princess Anle's concubine Wu Chongxun's death, Wu Yanxiu, who was newly married for less than two years, also failed to avoid this rampant but fateful catastrophe, and was killed by the rebels outside the Suzhang Gate after fleeing for a long time......

Everything is as successful as God helped, and is ordained by heaven to conform to the ordination of creation!

From the beginning to the present, the two core key figures of Empress Dowager Wei and Princess An Le have died, and the generals have sent good news to Li Longji. This is the end of the change.

The generals cheered for Desheng, and among them, the general knelt down on one knee in front of the horse and asked if he wanted to arrange for people to go to Beiyuan to rescue Princess Taiping of Zhenguo?

The night was like ink, the stars were cloudy, but Li Longji, the heroic general on horseback, remained silent.

Longji held a condescending posture, so no one could see what kind of expression was flowing on his face at this moment, so there was no way to figure out what was going on in his heart.

No one dared to speak if he didn't speak, and the jubilant subordinates subconsciously remained silent, quietly waiting for his next specific instructions.

Longji rode his horse and pondered for a long time in the bloody warm night wind......

The majestic Daming Palace had been soaked in blood-colored light, and the dark red of Ye Ye was full of his star-like eyes. The bottom of my heart is so cold, it seems to have fallen into a cold lake in the ice sea!

After a long time, Longji finally made up his mind about some kind of entanglement, his face sank, he raised his hand and gestured to the guards, and led the army to the other side!

In that direction, it was going straight to the dormitory where Zhaorong Shangguan Wan'er lived......