Although the temperature is dropping, the Jin Kingdom is not as cold as the north, but Yuan Lingjun is born with cold, and his body is like a piece of cold ice that does not melt in winter, so she is very envious of Qu Yi, regardless of spring, summer and autumn and winter, Qu Yi is only wearing a wide-sleeved robe, the wind comes and goes, and you can't feel the heat and cold on him.

According to the next person, Gongzi listened to the pipa with Yashi in the attic, tasted instrumental music, and occasionally sat down with a young Confucian who was said to be from Feiwu County for a while.

Looking out from the Guantao Pavilion, the majestic palace is in full view, and the little sparks jump, like the night sky full of stars.

Tonight, there are no stars in the night sky of Lin'an City, and there is no trace of wind, and the thousands of lights on Lin'an Long Street surround the pitch-black Jin Palace. In Shenshi, the palace gate was suddenly closed, the Yan was under martial law, such as facing the enemy, to the three quarters of the unitary hour, the palace gate had been opened once, more than 100 palace guards escorted a carriage galloping away, after that, the palace gate was never opened, the Jin Palace was silent, it seemed to be secretly going on something.

The sturdy soldiers came from the direction of the Imperial Mausoleum, the torches in their hands beeping, the bright and dazzling light reflected on every stern and stiff face, and the horses' hooves were chaotic and tight, galloping in the middle of the street, and it was cold and abrupt in the moonless night.

The Pavilion was full of people, and the gushing speculation replaced the passionate longitudinal arguments of the past. The unusual dispatch of the forbidden army and the sudden return of the imperial tomb guards to Beijing indicated that something had happened in the Jin Palace, and the strange and tense atmosphere hit everyone's heart.

Qu Yi's deep and dark eyes flashed silently against the background of the candle flame, and subconsciously held Peiyu hanging on the belt in the palm of his hand, and ordered Tianbao, and the two got on the horse and returned to the annex.

"What's wrong with you, sir?"

For a long time, he didn't hear Chen Ju's answer, and Fanqiu, who felt weird, looked up.

Chen Ju stared at him from afar, his face calm and waveless.

The cicada hall is no longer lively, so silent that you can only hear the dripping, ticking, ticking in the room...... Every sound, every moment, made everyone gathered here tremble, and the people sent out to hear the news have not returned yet, and the situation in the palace is unknown.

Yuan Ling lay on his stomach weakly, as if he was thinking deeply. The butcher who was found at noon killed the fierce horse, she was curious to look around, and it was only a lunch time, and the situation in Lin'an had changed dramatically, and before she could react, she arrived with her ministers.

Sitting next to him was Qu Yi, who had rushed back from the galloping horse, sitting on the seat, his fingers caressing the ornaments on his belt, without a little anxious look.

Men and women of high rank sat quietly and listened to orders. At least Childe is still here, and they feel relieved as if they have taken a reassuring pill.

The retinues confirmed the worst conjecture: at that time, a courtier mentioned Weihou, the son of the ancestor of the throne, which undoubtedly reminded the Xu family that the princess did not ascend to Baozuo for a day, and variables could not happen. The position of the Qing Palace is stable, even if he perceives that the emperor has a heart and is easy to save, the courtiers are arrogant and sarcastic, and they can't help but listen to the ministers' advice to shake the root at will. After that, it is possible to predict the development of the future, and Wei Hou has not only said a word, but only because of the bold advice of a certain courtier has been pushed to the forefront, and the speaker has a heart and listens to the intention, so it is not shocking to bury the root of the curse. The Xu family ignored the mouths of all the people in the world, surrounded the palace and killed the emperor, leaving a stigma to be spurned by future generations, and it is unknown. But King Changshan is alone in Beijing, and his strength is weak, which is the most dangerous.

The night became more and more quiet, monotonous and terrifying. The guards flew off their horses, staggered a few steps at the stone steps of the annex, held on to the door cymbals to stabilize their figures, hurried to the door of the guest room, and knelt down: "The palace is completely under martial law, and the minister has not learned the news of the palace ban, but he got another rumor, and today General Zhang Zhongshu led a hundred forbidden troops to escort Princess Tongqing out of the city......"

Everyone looked at each other, and they sensed the smell of conspiracy, describing them as very panicked.

Seeing that the superior's gaze was also looking at him, the guard paused for a moment and continued, "...... It was Yichen who guessed that the forbidden army of Zitai was surrounded by regiments, and that the princess and the empress had taken control of Gyeonggi with the help of Xu Dangyi. ”

The situation is very bad, everyone is talking about it, and they are talking to each other. A clear voice rang out in the noisy conversation, and everyone was silent and looked forward incredulously.

The room suddenly fell silent, and Qu Yi's eyes fell on the person beside him, for no reason, and his fingers hurt slightly.

"I'll enter the palace myself." She said again, slowly stood up, and stared at the shocked everyone present, "I'm going to enter the palace to face the saint." They don't dare to do anything to me. ”

The people below were silent, but the love on their faces betrayed their inner entanglements. Yuan Lingjun slammed away the table, his gaze blazing.

"Does Childe also agree to me entering the palace?" The monarch's father asked her to listen to Qu Yi's opinion more, so she asked, in troubled times, they always have to go together, if Lan Lu is also afraid of wading into troubled waters, she will not be strong.

Qu Yi smiled: "It is rare for the lord to ask the opinion of the minister, but at this time, it should not be a question, but an affirmation." He caught firmness and determination in her clear eyes, and without the slightest hesitation, Qu Yi calmly got up and stood side by side with Yuan Lingjun.

At this time, King Changshan was still a teenager, and King Qu, who later became the queen's husband, also had their own thoughts, and they could not agree with each other's principles of doing things, and they had differences of opinion, and failed to care for each other with one heart and one mind, but at this time, there was already an initial connection in the history books.

The Purple Terrace Changji Hall was surrounded by soldiers, and the two sides faced each other, and the atmosphere was tense.

The restless firelight jumped on the princess's face, encouraging her uneasy look, "Erchen...... Father, please ......" Before she finished speaking, she sobbed first, her voice was out of tune, and she could not continue. A warm hand suddenly reached over her knee.

The princess raised her eyes, the queen nodded encouragingly, grabbed her trembling hand, and looked at the emperor: "Your Majesty, you are here to recuperate, and the affairs of the court are in the East Palace." ”

"Chunfu, my father asked you: The troubled times are from north to south, and the south is affected, and the Yuan and Jin societies can be protected?" For Empress Xu's provocation, Emperor Yuanyou turned a deaf ear and stared closely at the eldest daughter, who had always been cowardly and sensitive.

After Yuan Ying was born, he didn't hug it once, as the eldest daughter of the Yuan family, she had to bear the responsibility of the princess, as the daughter of the East Palace, she was responsible for the continuation of the lifeblood of the country, strict father and mother, to Yuan Ying, it was double the strictness. Probably overly demanding of the heir, the princess was silent in front of him, rarely took the initiative to speak, and every time she came to talk about politics, she was so nervous that she stumbled, and she was sweating profusely when it was over. Even if she was in ruin, at the moment when she chose to confront her father, she abandoned the word loyalty and filial piety, and the sentence "please ask my father to abdicate" should not be difficult to say.

Emperor Yuanyou began to introspect: Could it be that the method of teaching the future Son of Heaven was wrong? Emperor Yuanyou lost his youth and had countless brothers in the palace, and his father did not have the spare time and energy to discipline them one by one. I don't know what it means to cultivate the kings of the next generation.

Under the burning gaze of her father, the princess's lips were all gone, and her whole body trembled with fear, "Will the country survive forever...... It's all determined by heaven, how can manpower change it...... Erchen ...... I don't know. ”

"If it is providence, how do you know." Emperor Yuan You smiled bitterly.

Empress Xu raised her face, the lights were foggy, and who knew that Emperor Yuanyou was also looking at her thoughtfully.