Today's weather is unusually cold, the north wind is howling, not long after, the sky is actually floating goose feather snow, one after another, the ground has accumulated a thick layer of snow, the palace in the distance is even more silver, in the sunlight, shining. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Feng Ji got the news early in the morning, was surprised for a while, and suddenly laughed again, from the initial shallow smile at the corner of her mouth to the last arrogant laughter, and suddenly her eyes were fierce, she narrowed her eyes slightly, gritted her teeth and said: "It's really cheap, that slut, she actually died so lightly." ”

When the Empress Dowager arrived, Yuwen Yong still hadn't come out, Li Lin was pacing back and forth anxiously, seeing the Empress Dowager Nu, as if seeing a life-saving straw, he hurriedly knelt on the ground, "The Empress Dowager, can you persuade the emperor?" The old slave was afraid that the emperor would be too sad and hurt the dragon body. ”

The Empress Dowager looked around and felt that something was wrong, so she took a few steps forward and directly pushed open the bedroom door and stepped in.

Yu Wenyong thought it was a slave who didn't have long eyes, so he yelled and scolded: "Get out of here." ”

The Empress Dowager frowned, walked in dignified and elegant bypassing the screen, and was also startled, she slowed down for a while before she calmed down, and said calmly: "Emperor, let's mourn and change." ”

Yu Wenyong's eyes were scarlet and glared at the Empress Dowager Qinu, and he said word by word: "Queen Mother, Wanyao is just asleep." ”

At this moment, Sun Xiaohai's voice sounded outside the door, "Gonggong Li, what should I do?" The civil and military officials all left the court in anger, and the war reports were one after another, waiting for the emperor to make a decision......"

Yuwen Yongquan didn't hear it, and still hugged Wanyao tightly, for fear of being robbed.

The Empress Dowager sighed and persuaded her with good words: "Emperor, people can't be resurrected after death, you have to focus on the overall situation, Wanyao has a spirit in the sky, and I don't want to see you like this, you have to cheer up, the hundreds of millions of people in the Northern Zhou Dynasty are still counting on you to bring them peace in the world, do you want them to live in the flames of war for many years, without food and clothing?" ”

Yu Wenyong looked at the front blankly as if he was stupid, and only a few words came out of his throat after half a sound, "Wanyao is gone, what is the use of me in this world?" ”

The Empress Dowager was angry, stepped forward and pulled Yu Wenyong and slapped her hand hard, so hard that the corner of Yu Wenyong's mouth was bleeding, and the echo was even more reverberatory, and the people outside the door knelt on the ground.

This slap hurt the heart of the Queen Mother of Qinu even more. With tears in her eyes, she was full of anger, and scolded: "Yong'er, what kind of big thing can you achieve with such a childlike relationship?" Have you forgotten how your two brothers died? Is this your duty as an emperor? Do you want to ignore the world for the sake of Li Wanyao? If you are like this, it is better to abdicate the throne and give it to other capable people, so that the people of the world will not fall into misery because of you. ”

Fusheng didn't know when she arrived, she stood behind Li'er, listening carefully to every move in the room, and couldn't help but wet the corners of her eyes.

Mo is affectionate, and the love is sad!

If you had foreseen such an outcome early on, you should accept it rationally, instead of going against the sky.

When the sixth urgent war report arrived in Chang'an, the Empress Dowager ordered someone to frame Yuwen Yong out, and Yu Wenyong let out a loud cry of grief and tears. He rioted, roared wildly, and shouted Wan Yao's name heartbreakingly, and the whole person stretched out his hand like a madman to touch Wan Yao's face again, he watched Wan Yao leave him but couldn't do anything.

He roared Wan Yao's name, angry that her words didn't count, and said that he wanted to rule the world together, why did he quit halfway?

"Li Wanyao, you wake me up, I ordered you to wake up, why can you leave me and go first? Why? Don't you just like you? ”

"Li Wanyao, if you want to go, why do you want to take my son away? Didn't I say yesterday that I would take him to the battlefield to kill the enemy? Why are you so cruel that you don't even give me a thought? ”

"Li Wanyao, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you....."

Crying outside the hall, the Queen Mother almost fainted after several shakes, the weight of her body was all pressed on Ran Li's body, and Li'er and Moyi were already crying and paralyzed on the ground and couldn't stand up.

The heavy snow fluttered one after another, falling on Yu Wenyong's head, dyeing his green hair into white hair, Yu Wenyong raised his head and looked at the sky, tears like a spring.

I said okay to join hands with white heads, my hair is gray, why don't you still refuse to come?

Yu Wenyong knelt on the ground, his eyes were blank, and he muttered to himself: "Wanyao, why do you want to leave me when I can't do without you?" How cruel are you? ”

"Wanyao, I still have a lot of things to do urgently, why can't you wait for me?"

"Wanyao, do you want me to die of distress? It's all empty, and you've taken it away, you see, it's a hole, and who can fill it without you? ”

"Wanyao, I hope I will never meet you again in my next life......"

Yu Wenyong lay in the snow like a fool and thought about it in pieces, the cold wind was wanton, blowing his cheeks red, and the snowflakes were flying, falling lightly on his body, and they melted in an instant.

This year's cold winter of Lajiu began with a heavy snowfall......

When Yu Wenyong woke up, he was already lying in the Qiankun Palace, and he struggled to get up, but was stopped by Fusheng.

"Don't move, the emperor has a needle on his body."

Where was Yu Wenyong willing to listen, he stumbled and almost fell. He didn't even have time to put on his shoes, and went out of the bedroom barefoot, but the door was heavily guarded, and the Queen Mother ordered that before Mrs. Wan's funeral, the emperor was not allowed to step out of the palace for half a step.

Yu Wenyong's eyes were red, he turned around and took the long sword, and his eyes were directly sent into the body of the guard who was blocking him without blinking, and the blood was warm, splashing his face. It fell down the chin on the snow-white middle coat, like a blooming peony flower.

Yu Wenyong put away his sword and was about to take a step forward, when he saw Lu Yan with a serious face blocking in front of him, Lu Yan arched his hand and said: "Your Majesty, don't be embarrassed, you should be sick in peace!" ”

Yu Wenyong didn't care about it, holding the sword against Lu Yan's chest, his eyes were scarlet, his face was hideous, like a hell Shura, and he said fiercely: "The sword has no eyes, get out of the way." ”

Lu Yan didn't move like a pine and cypress, and looked directly at Yu Wenyong without changing his face, "If the emperor kills Weichen, he can cheer up, then Weichen begs for death." ”

Yu Wenyong's eyes were cold, and he was extremely ruthless, "Lu Yan, don't think that I won't dare to kill you, get out of the way." Yu Wenyong said, the sword entered his chest for three points, and there was a sound of flesh tearing, Lu Yan frowned, and stood there with iron bones, swearing to die and refuse to let go.

The floating life behind him hurriedly covered his mouth in fright, for fear of screaming.

It's not a way to go on like this, the emperor is determined to go out, and Commander Lu is also stubborn, I'm afraid that unless he falls, he won't let the emperor go out.

Fusheng rolled his eyes, turned around and picked up the silver needle, and between the two of them, a needle pierced the back of Yuwen Yong's neck, Yu Wenyong was defenseless, his eyes were closed, and he fainted.

Lu Yan hurriedly stepped forward to help the emperor, carried him back to the dragon couch, he covered the quilt for the emperor, sighed, and when he turned around to leave, he didn't want to float back and hold it. (To be continued.) )