After the thunder and lightning, the rain poured down the eaves like a pour, and the sound of thunder and rain was everywhere in the gunsai, and the sound of sobbing coming from the house was faint and indistinguishable.

In the twilight, the newly blooming meridian lilies in the lotus pond sank into the lake, and the red banana escaped under the protection of the hazel tree.

Xu is extremely sad, Yuan Lingjun lowered his head and whimpered, the fingers of both hands were tightly twisted and cried, crying and crying, his voice became louder and louder, and his tears were like floods that had opened the floodgates, no matter how he stopped, it would not help.

"In the past, I always felt that the monarch was partial to the celebration, but it was not until this time that I suddenly understood that the monarch was also biased towards me. What have I done over the years, I have been because of the suspicion of my background, three times and twice to break his heart, and now my father is seriously ill and shackled, but he is still concerned about my situation and considers my way out. Yuan Lingjun sniffed and continued. She rarely cries, but every time she encounters something related to her relatives, she is so fragile that she loses her opinion and has no reason to speak of.

"I know it all." Qu Yi frowned and grabbed her hand, "I don't feel any pain." The rope was slowly untied, and the black green dispersed, and the round fingers returned to their normal blood color.

"Qu Yi, please help me." Yuan Lingjun leaned forward, put his head against Qu Yi's chest, and choked up, "Father Jun said...... The Tainu and the Xu family can't tolerate Changshan, and the strong mother will not be restrained, and the future fierce war is inevitable, and it makes me involved in it, and I am in a dilemma. Childe...... The princess is the one under the kettle, I am the bean in the kettle, the two of us were sisters born from the same root, but she wanted to take my life for the throne forever. Childe, why can't the brothers and sisters of the royal family live together amicably, why do they turn against each other for power, and prefer to kill each other to decide the final victory? ”

This is still the case for the common people, let alone the royal family.

"It's not just the royal family that has the cause of cannibalism, but also the common people." Qu Yi stroked her hair, her gaze deep.

When he was young, he also hated the struggle for power and was afraid of wading into the muddy waters of power, but the fall of his parents made him understand a truth - the inevitable things will get unexpected results if they face them calmly.

Power harms people, but without power will only be slaughtered by others, but those who have power can use power to save people.

At the age of fourteen, Yuan Ling had to face a bloody and brutal battle for the throne. Will God be on her side?

"It's Fan Jiang, it's her who made a big mistake. I decided to take charge of the affairs of the court, but I didn't want to be in name only, if it wasn't for Fan Jiang's insistence on strengthening the Changshan Kingdom, why should I be afraid, would the coercion suffered by the monarch's father be repeated in me......"

Qu Yi heard what she meant, and stopped loudly: "Doing things with your own mind will only backfire." Presumably, Master Wang has also persuaded you many times, your foundation in the court is still shallow, and it is too rash to fight with the noble concubines, and it is really impossible to do it. ”

Yuan Lingjun raised his face suddenly, and glared angrily: "I can't bear it, why do I need to endure it again and again." Isn't Childe also a coward? ”

Her fighting spirit had been suppressed under Fan Jiang's control for many years, and once it was stimulated, the impulsive fireworks burned her reason to the ground.

Qu Yi leaned over and rubbed the top of Yuan Lingjun's soft hair: "Do you believe me?" ”

Yuan Lingjun's eyes were very different, even if his eyes were red: "The son can believe that the monarch's father will not harm Lingjun." But this matter is very important, and I must go back to the palace and ask him face to face. ”

It seems that no one can persuade her to listen.

"Silly boy, don't be reckless in anything." Qu Yi sighed lightly, leaned her into his arms, and stroked and comforted her along the midline of her back, "It will definitely be fine." ”

Yuan Lingjun grabbed the placket of his clothes, sniffed it, and smelled the scent of bluegrass on his clothes, and the faint fragrance emitted made her quickly calm down, and she felt extremely relieved.

She seems to be becoming more and more dependent on Qu Yi.

But she won't listen to Qu Yi's opinion in everything because of dependence.

Qu Yi handled the official documents, went to the guest room to see Fu Piao to discuss matters, after he left, when Kunjiao served her to drink medicine, Yuan Lingjun carefully formulated the plan to return to Beijing overnight in his mind.

After Kunjiao and the maid retreated outside, she wore plain clothes and silk clogs, went out of the window, called the secret guards to steal out the jade-topped black horse, and found 90,000 to follow on the road, braving the downpour, avoiding thunder and lightning, and the two monarchs and ministers returned to Beijing at night.

Kunjiao found that King Changshan was missing, and it was time for the first watch, so she was completely sleepy when she landed, and hurriedly ran to the guest room to report to Qu Yi.

The county guard was still dressing on the way over, but because he was in too haste, the footsteps of the servant holding the umbrella could not keep up in time, and he poured the rain on his body, but he didn't realize it. The servant suddenly came to report that the county was on duty at night, and someone stole a horse and broke into the door, and such a thing happened under the nose of King Changshan, and the county guard was so frightened that the three souls were gone, and crawled naked from the quilt of the maid to the gate of the courtyard.

There was chaos in the county, and the palace people didn't know the truth, so they just packed up in a hurry. Heaven is not beautiful, but they also have to rush back to the Baling Palace immediately.

Fu Piao has already crossed the horse to chase after him, and I'm afraid he won't be able to catch up with the jade-topped black horse. Qu Yi stood under the eaves of the porch, looking up at the pouring rain, melancholy was inevitable.

She didn't believe him!

The east was faintly white, the sky was about to dawn, the rain was gradually subsided, and on the official road outside the city, two horses galloped one after the other.

"Open the door." Yuan Lingjun pulled the horse's head slightly and shouted loudly upstairs.

The generals and officials on duty at the head of the city looked down together, and the person who came was dressed in a robe, and the voice was a woman.

"The drum has not sounded, it is not appropriate to open the door, and when the drum of the fifth watch is sounded, the door will be opened naturally."

The mount was restless, and Yuan Lingjun was also furious, raising his whip and pointing at the man: "The lonely king ordered you to open the door, do you dare to disobey and want to find death?" ”

Ninety thousand finally caught up: "The king returned to the palace and immediately opened the city gate." ”

The officer on duty rubbed his eyes, belched, and hurriedly pulled over a guard: "Go and report to your concubine, the king has returned to the palace!" ”

The heavy city gate opened with a bang, and Yuan Lingjun collected the whip in his hand, rode his horse in, and 90,000 followed closely behind.

The first drum sounded, the Baling lights lit up, and a few people in it had already come out and walked around.

The rainstorm went quickly, the slightest light rain was soft, and it couldn't resolve Yuan Lingjun's anger, she suddenly waved her horsewhip, and the person on horseback in front of her howled and cried out in pain, covering her face and falling down.

The royal palace has been a place full of stories since ancient times, and there will be no shortage of secret history if there is a story, so that the unknown stories will disappear completely, and how many rouge dry bones are buried in them, and the unjust souls of the palace are everywhere.

One night when Yuan Lingjun was ten years old, she discovered a secret passage to the Chongyang Palace, and she entered the door out of curiosity to try to spy on some secrets, but found nothing. In her memory, through a labyrinth of tunnels, she could go straight to Fan Jiang's dormitory, and perhaps also to the depths of Fan Jiang's secret.

She left 90,000 and came to the desolate temple alone. She hadn't been here for a long time, but she remembered it very clearly, and the structure and arrangement were like Fan Jiangqi's people.

"It's not yet dawn, where does the lord want to go?"