In the peaceful Taichu Palace after nightfall, the candlelight and flames in the corridor of the palace are like a succession of sky. I don't know when the mist of Langshan gradually thickened, and the frost fell, and a touch of weirdness arose all the way up the corridor.

In the middle of the night, half of the lights in the inner hall were still on, and with another exclamation, most of them gradually ignited.

Woke up suddenly, and once again it was easy to escape from the nightmare of Zhou Zhang! Emperor Wu only felt cold sweat dripping down the corners of his forehead.

There are few stars, the night waves are faint, and Wan'er, who sleeps in the side hall and a pavilion as usual, still can't sleep steadily. What's more, since Su Ri, Emperor Wu seems to have become more and more unstable in sleep, and he always wakes up suddenly when he is sleeping, and only after calming down can he gradually fall asleep; This can last as many as four or five times overnight, and it becomes more and more complicated over time.

The red ayako beauty palace lamp that folded thousands of ways blocked the light from piercing the eyes because of the surface of the silk entanglement, and the afterglow that emanated was just a faint dissolved circle, but it was also gentle and tight in the eyes. Hearing the sound in her ears, Wan'er raised her eyebrows, hurriedly turned over and went out with the palace lamp, stepped into the bedroom of Emperor Wu, moved to the front of the couch, and gently stroked her back with her body hugging Emperor Wu: "Your Majesty is having nightmares again?" "A soft, soft timbre, a hint of concern, and some comforting relief.

At that time, Emperor Wu's consciousness was not completely clear, and in this half-dream, half-awake, and dazed, she sensed the warmth of the people around her and the breath of slight wind and dew, and took advantage of the situation to hold Wan'er's clothes, and turned her eyes to ask Jiao Jiao: "Why have I been having nightmares lately?" That Mingtang is a symbol of the destiny of heaven! Now that the Mingtang is gone, is it that the sky will no longer protect me? Is it providence? Isn't it damned? Isn't it ......"

This speech was repeated one after another, without a lengthy pause in the middle, this was the most real manifestation of the Martial Emperor, at this time when he was most caught off guard.

I can't remember how long it has been since such a true feeling has been revealed, and I can't even forget the wisdom of repatriating a Gong E; Emperor Wu's questions were continuous and anxious, and the gap between the pauses was too hurried, and it was too hurried to let people interject.

People who are too superior and powerful will always have such drawbacks, every unexpected adversity, some strange perceptions can always arouse sensitive thoughts at once, think a lot, and some do not flip repeatedly.

Maybe the older this person gets, the more he will lean his mind towards the gods, or maybe the state affairs are heavy during this time, and the Martial Emperor is really too tired, or maybe the worries in his heart during the day can't make decisions according to the subconscious, and the subconscious is still deeply rooted for a long time...... Therefore, Emperor Wu will have one after another unprovoked and weird dreams for a while.

Wan'er raised her hand and patted Emperor Wu's back unhurriedly to calm her, and held her fingers to comfort her. Ran Wan'er's mind gradually became clear in the turbulence, she knew that if you want to talk about the conclusion of all this, the origin of everything, there is actually one main stimulus to help - it is still the Mingtang that has been put aside a few days ago!

Mingtang is gone, tomorrow is a symbol of Emperor Wu's mandate of heaven, it is the mandate of heaven! The Ming Hall, which had the mandate of heaven, had already dispersed into green smoke and turned into nothing overnight with Xue Huaiyi's sudden fire.

Emperor Wu forgave Huaiyi and forgave Huaiyi, but for Huaiyi's anger and Huaiyi's mistakes, did she really forget it?

It's not that she's scheming about Xue Huaiyi, it's about herself!

This fire poured out the great momentum of burying the heavens and burial grounds, and it seemed to put on a great battle of extreme madness in the world! Is it more than a bright hall that burns? This fire is too wanton, too careless......

Forgiveness and forgetting are never equated! What has ever been is what has happened, what has happened is what has happened, and no matter what, it can't be dissipated; There has been such a time, it is like drawing an irreparable scar on Emperor Wu's heart, and there is actually a gap between the two who were extremely close in the past, even if it still looks the same as at the beginning on the surface, it can no longer be done intact.

With the absence of Mingtang, even if this successive state affairs are so cumbersome, the Martial Emperor has almost been overwhelmed for a while! Originally, there was no excessive connection between the midnight dream and the destruction of Mingtang, but who made Mingtang no longer exist? It's just in time for you to catch up at such a juncture!

Therefore, all of this began to play tricks in Emperor Wu's heart, and there always seemed to be a shadow like this that grew after Mingtang's absence and the disgrace of heaven.

The night light is like a ye, the curtain is slightly swaying in the wind, and the figure of the martial emperor who buried half of his body in the brocade quilt in the bed is a little hazy, and is surrounded by the candles lit in the hall, casting a dark dark night and showing a bit of weakness that is precipitated in the bones.

Wan'er has never seen such a weak and helpless Martial Emperor, this woman is so strong in her heart and in anyone's heart, so bold and heroic...... Stretching out her arms and slowly raising her arms, Wan'er put her arms around the empress's shoulders and half-embraced the martial emperor into her thin embrace.

The Martial Emperor's nightmare gradually dissipated, and he was still muttering something in pieces. Wan'er had to shake her head again and again as she kept whispering dreamily: "No, Your Majesty has the destiny of heaven." Mingtang is just an external symbol, how can it endanger His Majesty for half a point? When he eased his breath, his eyebrows softened, and then he said, "Your Majesty, don't worry about the sky and don't think about it." No, no, no......" Her tone was deep and soft, but it was very soft in her ears, like a bay of clear water, and shallow with a bit of Zen flavor like a landscape ink painting.

Under Wan'er's meticulous appeasement, Emperor Wu finally slowly dissipated the lingering invisible haze that was pressed over in his heart.

The red ayako beauty palace lamp dissolved the cold night light, and the surrounding scenery was shrouded in this dissolved warm orange as if coated with a thin layer of warm frost, that is, the field of vision of a small piece of vision changed to a faint orange with the light and candle shadow.

It was a moment again, accompanied by Wan'er's slow and unhurried gentle words, and the hazy expression and attitude of the Martial Emperor on the couch gradually became clearer little by little.

When exhaling, Emperor Wu closed his eyes, and then slightly calmed the anxious breath in his heart, and the brows that were gathered were stretched, and his face covered with a solemn face like a thin frost was the awe-inspiring majesty that was soaked in bone and blood.

In this way, the bright and glamorous emperor returned to this complicated world again.

With such a scene in her eyes, Wan'er knew that Emperor Wu had calmed down, so she gradually became at ease. She turned her eyes slightly, beckoning Gong E to make green peony tea. The soothing tea brewed by this flower and herb has a good effect of centering, and it is used here to suppress the shock.

After a while, the new tea was first formed, and Wan'er took the poured tea from Gong'e's hand and handed it to Emperor Wu to drink.

Tea is a good thing to seek Zen and Buddha, and it adds a nirvana and freedom more than the wine that sinks the turbidity of the whole body. Emperor Wu took a sip with a delicate thin cup, and between his teeth and cheeks, the dry air gradually dissipated. After a while, he lay down again, and fell asleep peacefully.

There are a lot of unclear trivialities and all kinds of wordless troubles in the world, entanglements, sewing and mending, even if the end of life still has a wisp of obsession that cannot be let go, but how is it not self-suffering?

Wan'er took care of Emperor Wu and slept peacefully, and her mind started such a circle. She carefully and meticulously covered the brocade quilt, put down the thin curtain, and when she turned to blow out the candle flame, her eyes swept over a light shadow cast on the wall, and suddenly she felt that the night of the Taichu Palace was so lonely, and this heart was so .......

Although the matter of establishing the prince has lasted for a long time without being decided, this time it still has to be left there again without mentioning it because of the vacillation of the Martial Emperor.

If I put it aside like this, I am afraid that I don't know when and when I will be remembered and mentioned on the agenda again!

But at this time, I don't know if Cang Tian really took care of it and gave it a clear indication, and an unexpected external force suddenly appeared...... It is this external force that seems to have fallen from the sky that has just pushed this fierce and secretly heated war for the succession between the peak of the power of the majestic empire to a crucial step forward!

At that time, the land area of the Tang Dynasty was 5 million square kilometers, and the territory was vast. It should have been a rich country and a prosperous year, but the Khitan clan, which had taken root in the northeast for generations, was in turmoil.

This Khitan clan has always been subordinated to the Li Tang Dynasty, very naturally, it has not changed until now, even when Emperor Wu changed the Tang Dynasty to Zhou, it also naturally surrendered to the Wu Zhou Dynasty that changed the soup but not the medicine.

But the Khitan people have never been willing to submit, and any tribal nation has selfish intentions, and they all have their own different cultures and policies of seeking common ground while reserving differences in decision-making. However, there is no one who does not want to let his own nation develop more steadily and strongly, or even gradually move towards the day when he is self-reliant and self-reliant, and free from control!

Under the impetus of such a spirit that has never been lost, there is finally such a day, when the Khitan people realize that they are strong enough, and they have the natural opportunity of the change of dynasty of the Emperor Wu, their cunning mind to get rid of control and break free from the shackles has finally been implemented, and they began to rebel in one fell swoop!

The Khitan clan's plan is so logical, and the details that can be done are not sloppy at all.

Any uprising needs a grandiose and upright reason to win people's hearts, and this reason is not deliberately sought at this moment, as if it was naturally sent to the lips!

The Khitan is looking for Li and Tang, the two princes were deprecated as the reason, and the people who support themselves are to face the world and play the banner, is, "Why not return to my King of Luling"!

That is, it was to hold high such a powerful and famous banner and be the first to attack Youzhou in Wuzhou.