"Proclamation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Murong Zhong's eyes lit up and he shouted.

At the same moment, the holy decree in his hand was unfolded and spread.

"The king ......" Mei **** and his faction almost fainted.

As soon as this decree is announced, whether Mei Linbiao can seize this military power today or not, whether it is a lie, or an eternal infamy of plotting to usurp the throne.

The night is getting colder and colder, and the wind is like a loose horse constantly flying, as cool as water.

Outside the city gate, Xiahou Mobing led 20,000 ink guards to roar and approached the Kyoto city gate.

The sound of hooves is full of slaughter and military might.

In the snow garden, a wind blew, and a few lights in the hall went out, and the lights dimmed.

"Put down the weapon in your hand, obediently tie your hands and hand over the talisman, otherwise I will kill her." The soldier at the door roared again, and as soon as the knife in his hand tightened, blood immediately gushed from An Yue's slender neck.

"Mother's ......"

Murong Feng, in July, almost bit blood from his teeth.

Lu Yuan and the others on the side were silent, but the knife in their hands was waving faster, they couldn't intervene, there was no right for them to decide here.

"Mother......" is a sister on one side and a mother on the other, Murong Feng is in a dilemma at the moment.

They already owe Xue'er enough, if they really hand over the military power, then even if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince comes back, it will be useless!

Xue'er finally found her happiness, and this time Mei Linbiao clearly wanted to rebel, and he couldn't help but stop it.

But on top of that is the mother who gave birth to him and raised him! Can he just watch and ignore it?

He can't......

"Mother!" July slashed down, and a trace of blood slowly flowed out of the corner of his mouth, what should I do? Although she and An Yue have not been together for a long time, she has also felt a family affection from her that she has never felt, Xue'er is so desperate to protect the family, if she comes back and sees such a picture, she will definitely blame herself.

What should she do? Do you really want to stop?

This is everything that is related to Yuze, how many lives are at stake, how should they choose?

Under the dim light, An Yue's hair was scattered, and his clothes were stained with blood, but his face was calm, and there was no trace of fear on his beautiful face.

"Feng'er, Yue'er, no, this is a matter of how many people's lives are at stake, if you hand it over, you may not be able to live, you can't give it, you can't give it, you can't let Xue'er face such a mess as soon as she comes back." The beauty of pride, the beauty of An Yuemei at this time is thrilling.

From the moment she received Cher and His Highness falling off the cliff, she already knew that some people had already begun to do it.

Although she is a first-order woman, she understands it better than anyone else, and not to mention the military power, now this Mei Lin Biao is obviously going to rebel, and the palace must have been surrounded, and she must not know the news that Mei Lin Biao is going to rebel.

Cher has done enough for them, they can't always hold Cher back like this, and besides, this is a matter of so many people's lives.

was originally well protected, but I didn't expect a person to suddenly appear behind and was taken hostage, but, it doesn't matter, Feng'er and July are here, they keep that thing, that's enough.

"Remember, you can't give it." With a loud scream, An Yue slammed into the long knife in front of her, she would not be a bargaining chip for anyone to threaten his son, and she must not hand over the military power because of the threat.

Elegant and beautiful, this is the guardian of the country as the people of Yuze, and this is the wholehearted love of a mother for her children.

Seeing that the beautiful forehead was about to collide with the sharp sword, the soldier who was holding An Yue suddenly shook his body, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "sonorous sound", and the whole person fell forward.

Seeing this, Bai Jin, who was closest to An Yue, immediately flashed his figure and snatched An Yue, who was stumbling and falling forward.

In the dim light, a thin arrow stuck in the back of the soldier's neck.

The atmosphere in the snow garden suddenly froze.

Lu Yuan, who was facing the entrance of the main hall, saw the small arrow in the corner of his eye, and was suddenly stunned, that is, it was built by him himself, and it was built by him for their palace master.

With a sudden and ecstatic look on his face, Lu Yuan jumped up in an instant, and shouted in disbelief and excitement in shock: "Palace master, it's the palace master." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked.

Under the dim light, a bloody figure came in a blood-red color, solemn, cold, ruthless, with blood on his face and murderous aura on his body.

The blood stained the little face, but they knew those eyes, it was their palace master, it was their palace master, who should have died in the fire, their palace master.

"When will it be your turn to be rampant here?" Cold and sharp, Murong Xue dodged, the short sword in his hand slashed sideways, and the soldier guarding the palace gate didn't snort, and fell straight down.

Blood-soaked red, bewitching and amazing.

That sharp move, that unique aura, she is not a ghost, she is a human, she is a living person.

"Palace Master."

"Cher."

The red sleeves added fragrance, Murong Feng and the others were excited, and after three days of grief, they were suddenly liberated, their main backbone came, and their palace master came back.

"Xue'er, Your Highness?" An Yue, who was staggering and standing beside Bai Jin, saw Murong Xue coming, and her face, which was already exuding dead silence, lit up in an instant, staring at Murong Xue with great excitement.

Dressed in blood, Murong Xue stepped on blood, with a bloody smile on his face, and said in a loud voice: "He took 20,000 ink guards to follow, see who dares to go against this day in this imperial city today." ”

The short sword was sharp, Murong Xue was like crossing a no-man's land, stepping on the corpses all over the ground, and walked towards Qiyue and the others.

Outside, surrounded by the soldiers of Murong Mansion, she tore a hole and rushed in directly, leaving that team to solve everything outside, sure enough, the inside was even more tragic than the outside, fortunately she came in time.

"In July, what about the people with red sleeves? Did you send a signal? As soon as she arrived, Murong Xue immediately began to mobilize people.

"Lin Xin has already been assigned, and it is estimated that the time will be here to calculate the time!" Sure enough, as soon as the words of July fell, a large number of people in red clothes appeared at the entrance of the main hall.

"Xue'er, my mother thinks you ......." In the face of the sword, in the face of life and death, An Yue, who did not cry, cried with joy at this time, and let the tears flow all over his face, but the smile on that face was like a flower, so beautiful.

Yan Yujing and the others on the side who came late also laughed loudly when they heard this, okay, okay, Xiahou Mobing is not dead, they know that these two people will not be so easy to ...... It's just wonderful.

On the contrary, those who pretended to be soldiers completely sank their faces one by one, and their faces were extremely unsightly.

A sword swept away, and a few bits of blood bloomed on Murong Xue's clothes, an ordinary piece of clothing that had been completely dyed with blood, red like fire, red like a dark night rakshasa.

A solemn murderous aura hovered over Murong Xue's body, and it was amazingly bewitching.

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