Ling Shuirong's escape made Miao Zhi restless and uneasy for the past few days. I am absent-minded in learning the rules and learning, and today I have been distracted a lot, and she didn't hear it when she asked Mama Xi several times, and she couldn't stop sighing at her when she left.

Yuan Hongxuan also got the news as soon as possible, he had always been worried about Ling Shuirong's poisoning of Miaozhi, and he didn't do it because of Shen Yuqian's relationship, but now everything is clear, and he has no worries. He asked people to secretly find out Ling Shuirong's whereabouts, and he was afraid that she would have any more crooked thoughts about Miao Zhi. In the reply letter, she also specially asked Miao Zhi to pay more attention to the movements of the two girls around her, Qiao'er and Bi'er.

The night was lonely, the boundless darkness seemed to be splashed with ink, and the moon had become a small hook, losing its former brightness.

The lights in the Xuande Hall were bright, and a black figure quietly appeared behind the golden curtain.

Bei Anhuang beckoned, and all the palace people in the hall bowed their heads and retreated.

"You're here!" His tone was casual, like greeting an old friend he hadn't seen in days.

Wrapped in black, covered with a black cloak, and even a head is heavily wrapped in a black hood, it is the mysterious man from last time.

He only nodded and walked slowly out from behind the golden curtain.

Bei Anhuang squinted his eyes, as if he was in a good mood.

"Every time you come here, you look like this black hole, and I want you to take off your hood and speak."

The man didn't move, only a slightly hoarse voice floated out from under the hood.

"I'm used to it."

"yes, get used to it, you and I have been like this for ten years." Bei Anhuang said meaningfully, as if he remembered the scene of the past.

"You haven't shown up these days, but those bales are a lot more lively." There was indescribable sarcasm on his face, and his eyes mocked.

"The rest of these people are no longer afraid, the matter of the last candidate is over, and now, it is time to provoke the dispute between the Lan and Liang families." The mysterious man didn't have as many twists and turns as Bei'anhuang, and said sharply.

"Oh?" Bei Anhuang's face was overjoyed, "It seems that you have a way?" ”

The last time was a little unexpected, and the incident that happened halfway was not easy to publicize, so I could only follow Lan Miyun's method. In the past few days, he didn't know how many stumbling blocks he had for the Lan and Liang families in the court, but these two treacherous and cunning guys had a tacit understanding, and they all lost the momentum of the previous struggle, and they all became turtles with shrunken heads, so that he couldn't go crazy if he wanted to.

These two families are like two spikes, which have been deeply inserted in the heart of him, the emperor, and he can't pull them out, and he can't sleep peacefully for a day.

"In the palace to worship the ancestors a few years ago, you just need to accept Pan Yiqian as a concubine." The man's muffled voice exploded in the hall, startling Bei Anhuang and almost falling from his seat.

"You, how did you get in touch with the Pan family. That old man, how can he send his granddaughter into the palace? His eyes widened, still unable to believe what the man was saying.

When it comes to the Pan family, no one in Beixin knows who doesn't know. The first prince with a different surname in Beixin is from the Pan family, the Pan family has always been loyal and good, and the ancestor Beijia guards the land of Beixin together, the Pan family is a sharp sword in the hands of the Beixin, the generals of several countries, who does not know the power of the Pan family's army, it is simply a change of style.

But somehow, during the reign of Emperor Wu of Northern Liaoyuan, the sensational rebellion of the Pan family army made people panic, saying that the Pan family finally couldn't withstand the suppression of the North family for hundreds of years, and privately made weapons and wanted to establish themselves as kings.

The scene of that year, Bei'anhuang is still vivid. Under the high city wall, the black Wuwu is the Pan family army of 30,000 people, that day of the scorching sun, as the grandson of North Liao Yuan, he was a seven-year-old ignorant child sneaked up the high city wall, riding on the head of the little eunuch to watch the lively look. Who knows, what happened next made him scared to nightmares for several years.

Rugged men dressed in red stood in a row, all bare-chested and breast-bare-chested, and the big knives in their hands glowed white in the sun.

Just like that, the hand rose and fell, and the 30,000 black heads rolled to the ground one by one, and the blood flowed like a river under the city, and the heavy smell of blood hit the nose, making people can't help but gag when they smell it. The scene when he was a little little panicked and fell from the shoulder of the little eunuch is still fresh in his memory.

Later, there was no longer a zài Pan Jiajun in this world, and people kept silent about these three words. At that time, the Pan family was left with only the old prince Pan who was saved from death for some reason, and the only little lady of the Pan family who was still in infancy. The other Pan men were executed, and the king was withdrawn.

At this point, the prince surnamed Pan no longer exists, and the Pan family army does not exist anymore. Although there are still some words and phrases in the market, no one dares to tell the story of Pan Jiajun in the open, it will cause death.

Later, General Pan and his family moved to the distant border pass, and never appeared in Xinjin City again. When the matter gradually subsided, Emperor Wu was killed, and then Bei Shichang, the father of Bei Anhuang, succeeded to the throne, until his father died of illness, and he ascended the throne at the age of twenty-three.

The secret visit only reported that it was a rumor, only that Pan Lao regarded his only granddaughter Pan Yiqian as his heart, and he was afraid of falling in his hand and afraid of melting in his mouth.

Now that he suddenly wants to accept that Pan Yiqian, I really can't figure out how the old man is willing to do it.

The man who was wrapped in darkness saw Bei Anhuang on the seat and fell into deep thought, his dark and deep eyes glowing with green light, like a wild wolf that had been hungry for a long time.

"Your Majesty? Emperor? The man narrowed his eyes and exclaimed.

Bei Anhuang came back to his senses in an instant, looked at the man's gaze and paused, didn't think much about it, raised the corners of his lips and agreed.

No matter how he persuaded the old man Pan, it was nothing more than that there was an extra woman in the palace. And he, no matter whether the Pan family army is groundless, or if it is true, he has nothing to lose in Bei'anhuang, if he has, wouldn't it be better?

"What about after accepting it?" Bei Anhuang was a little anxious, sometimes he couldn't stand the man's sullen character.

"Since there is no way to start above the court, then we can only start from the harem. It's time to find something for the two mothers. The man's gaze was far-reaching, and it was terrifyingly dark in the flickering candlelight.

Bei Anhuang didn't seem to pay attention to the man's expression, and he didn't notice anything unusual. He didn't know that it was the man's face hidden under the hood, he didn't see it at all, and he only cared about the words of the man just now, and kept rubbing the jade wrench on his thumb between his fingers.

"Just do as you say!"

"Yes, the minister knows." The man said respectfully, and after finishing his words, he still did not leave from the main gate of the Xuande Palace, but turned around, jumped on the palace wall, and disappeared in an instant.