The reaction to this chapter has been revised three times, and I still want to cover my face.

I'm sorry, today Kavin, Kakashi, Kakashi-

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A magnificent temple battle will also kick off from this snowy night.

History is turning in the other direction.

On this snowy night, due to the death of eighty-nine domestic servants in the Jin Palace, the bloody protection of Concubine Gong, as well as the cold sword light and sword shadow in the Qianqing Palace and the sudden awakening of Emperor Hongtai, they became no longer the same. But not everyone knows what happened in the Qianqing Palace, the soldiers and horses that are facing each other in various parts of the imperial city have not been withdrawn, the forces of all parties are still waiting for each other, and the great changes in the palace may happen again at any time.

The wind and snow have not stopped, but the original smell of blood in the Qianqing Palace has slowly faded. However, after this mutation, the palace is still in chaos. The palace maids, eunuchs, Praetorian Guards and brocade clothes ran cautiously in the howling cold wind one by one, not knowing what would happen tomorrow.

As the founding monarch of Dayan, Emperor Hongtai had great power and power, and his influence on people's hearts was also great.

Even Zhao Gou, the king of Qin, who was confronting Zhao Mianze's Gyeonggi camp at Fengtianmen, rushed in eagerly.

When the civil and military officials got the news, they didn't dare to delay any longer, and rushed to the Qianqing Palace one after another.

Dongfang Qingxuanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his bright red sleeve robe brushed away, and he also sped up his pace, catching up with Zhao Kai.

Zhao Kai, who was outside the Qianqing Palace, was stunned, settled the waiting Praetorian Guards, and hurried in.

The sword was sheathed, and the soldiers fell to their knees.

The sky and the earth were dark, the wind swept the snow, and Cui Yingda's sharp throat, like a sharp knife with full penetrating power, shook the Qianqing Palace and the entire imperial court.

"The emperor is awake!"

Concubine Gong called weakly, but her body fell to the ground weakly, and her fingers were still towards the dragon couch.

"He woke up...... He woke up...... Cui Gonggong...... He woke up......"

But Concubine Gong knew that he was calling her, and he was calling him.

"Shan'er......" The corners of Hong Taidi's lips trembled, and his voice was indistinct.

Cui Yingda was surprised and delighted, flew over, caught Emperor Hongtai who turned over and fell from the dragon couch, and the two of them both fell to the floor.

"Master—"

At this moment, the tent in the hall, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly moved. A hand trembled out of the tent...... The hand, thin, sallow, weak, he trembled and opened the tent, staring at a pair of godless eyes, looking at Concubine Gong's full head of white hair, as well as the red blood on her body and that desperate posture, his lips moved, "wow", and spit out a mouthful of blood!

The call that had been twenty-one years late was a long time coming, and it was even more joyful, and her lips trembled and she couldn't help herself.

"Old Nineteen—"

Concubine Gong was shocked, her steps paused and she turned around, her face full of surprise.

In the wind and snow outside the hall, Zhao Tuo shouted heartbreakingly.

"Mother-"

It is not difficult for a person to commit suicide once, but it is rare to commit suicide for the second time.

She smiled and lifted her long skirt, and with all her strength, slammed into the pillars in the hall.

The unconscious mind could no longer support her sanity, but the power of motherly love could.

"Guangji, you won't wake up again...... I...... I'm really gone......"

Thinking like this, she narrowed her eyes, and suddenly stood up with her bloody fingers on the ground.

A mother who didn't even commit suicide is so useless.

"I'm really ...... Useless ......"

At this moment, listening to the sound of the wind outside, the sound of snow, and the sound of the steel knife in her son's hand entering the flesh, she thought, I'm afraid she can't.

She had called him countless times since he was unconscious, but he never woke up.

"Guangji...... Save...... Son...... Save...... Our son ......"

But the power of motherly love was enormous, and she fell to her knees, struggling, trembling, stretching out five blood-drenched fingers, and slowly crawling towards him in the inner sanctum. The blood stained her clothes red, stained the golden brick floor of the imperial city, but she didn't seem to realize it, she only stubbornly crawled forward little by little, and dragged out a dazzling blood mark on the ground with her blood-stained body, still indifferent, only staring at the dragon couch.

The person on the dragon couch did not respond to her. She didn't have the strength to shout anymore.

"Guangji, wake up—"

"Nope! No! Seeing Zhao Zhu's knife plunged into his own body again, Concubine Gong's heart was wringing, and in her godless eyes, there was a sudden light of victory. Then, slowly, she twisted her neck, which had been bleeding, and looked at the dragon couch in the hall, and also at the man she had loved for more than 20 years on the dragon couch.

"This is the third cut,"

Zhao Jun didn't answer, the cold sweat on his forehead overflowed, and the hand holding the sword was also full of blood, but he didn't make a sound, didn't say a word, just looked at Zhao Mianze.

"Old Nineteen ......" Concubine Gong half-closed her eyes, looking at Zhao Zhu, who was covered in blood, in her moist eye sockets, strings of tears flowed to her neck, mixed with the blood there, dripping on the floor, as if blooming roses, "Son, don't care...... Mother ...... Leave me alone...... Let them ......"

Zhao Mianze stared at him and smiled, "Good job, continue." ”

"I'm fine!" Zhao Jun patted her hand and shook it, the blood slowly flowed down his palm and landed on the back of her hand, she gritted her teeth tightly, but he brushed her away, looked at Zhao Mianze, a low voice was as cold as a goshawk, and the murderous aura filled the hall, "Zhao Mianze, if you are a man, keep your promise!" Let them go, and I'll be at your disposal. ”

"Zhao Nineteen!" Xia Chuqi was almost crazy, and he stepped forward to help him.

Another stab on the body made Zhao Zhu's voice cold to the bone.

"This is the second cut."

Blood gushed out, stinging Xia Chuqi's eyes, but she couldn't stop shouting.

Zhao Zhu took a step forward, and the tip of the knife plunged into his arm without hesitation.

"This is the first cut."

She looked at him quietly, standing in place, the cold air on her soaked clothes, but she didn't feel cold.

His dignity, his pride, will not be allowed.

A man like Zhao Shijiu would not allow a woman to sacrifice for him.

She understood the meaning of his glance too well.

"Zhao Nineteen......" Xia Chuqi choked up, only to feel that the wind and snow in front of him were thicker, and he couldn't open his eyes.

"Ah Qi!" Zhao Jun drank low and stopped her, her voice was hoarse as if she was short of water, "With me here, when will it be your turn to go into danger?" He slowly straightened up from the snow with the steel knife in his hand, glanced at her lightly, and said nothing, but put a thousand words in it.

"You let go of her, I'll go!" Xia Chuqi's lips pursed and he took a step.

"A shameless person does shameless things."

Xia Chuqi shouted loudly and scolded her angrily. But he didn't seem to realize it, and a smile was added to his lips.

"Zhao Mianze, you are shameless!"

Zhao Mianze looked at Zhao Zhu intently, "Uncle Nineteen, if you delay a moment longer, the life of Concubine Gong Niangniang will be less hopeful......"

The wind is whistling, the snow is whimpering, the sky and the earth are dark and gloomy, from the Gong Concubine to the accident and fell to the ground, it is a long story, but it is only an instant, a blank holy decree is like a farce, only to deter everyone for a moment, the two sides of the previous confrontation, as if they want to fight to the death, once again put on a posture, the sword stained with blood in the hand, in the flying snow, looks hideous and bloody.

"You...... Still resentful mother......"

Concubine Gong smiled sadly, looking at the top of the high-ceilinged red gold palace, her eyes became more and more gloomy.

"Old Nineteen...... Mother's ......"

But his lips twitched, his throat blurred, but he couldn't spit out a word.

Zhao Jun pursed his lips tightly, "poof", and fell to his knees.

"Old Nineteen...... Old Nineteen......" Concubine Gong refused the bandaging and treatment of the guards, struggling dying, and in her smiling voice, every word was broken in the corners of her mouth, "Old Nineteen, shout...... Mother. Shout out mother...... Mother went to ......"

After that, he looked at Xia Chuqi again, and his tone was inappropriate, "Xiao Qi, come here!" So I let them go. ”

"Uncle Nineteen, what are you still hesitating about?"

No one can watch their mother hurt in front of them and be indifferent, and people like Zhao Zhu can't.

But he knew better that this was the time when he could blackmail Zhao Bottle the most.

What Concubine Gong's life meant, he knew better than anyone else.

"Stop the bleeding!"

Zhao Mianze looked at her quietly, and glanced sideways at the guard.

"Zhao Mianze!" She shouted, "Help! ”

Zhao Zhu didn't speak, he didn't say a word. But at the beginning of the summer, he clearly saw that the word that didn't come out of the corner of his lips was - mother. She knew that he wanted to shout, but this title had been unfamiliar for more than 20 years, and at the critical moment, he couldn't shout.

"Nope! Don't come here—" Concubine Gong shouted weakly, her trembling body like a sifting chaff, "Old Nineteen, you don't care...... Mother...... Don't worry about ......! ”

Zhao Mianze's eyes narrowed, and he waved his hand, as if he agreed.

"Let me pass!" Xia Chuqi shouted and looked at Zhao Mianze, "She's going to die, you can't get anything." ”

Zhao Zhu's eyes were red, but his body stiffened, but he didn't move, his throat seemed to be dumb, and he didn't make a sound.

"Old nineteen, don't complain about your mother, in my mother's life, except for giving birth to your brother and sister, I have never done anything meaningful...... Mother wants to do the last thing for you...... Don't be your ...... Mix ......"

Concubine Gong's body was paralyzed on the ground, as if she didn't know the pain, and looked at Zhao Zhu standing in the wind and snow across the crowd, and the smile on her face was even stronger.

Zhao Zhu's "Ten Heavenly Dry" was frightened and wanted to step forward to rob people, but the emperor's pro-army quickly surrounded him. Concubine Gong is in their hands, and that position is completely controlled by Zhao Mianze's people, even if the ability of "Ten Days to Do It" is great, but taking into account the safety of Concubine Gong, it will not pass for a while, so you can only do it in a hurry.

But the incident happened suddenly, and in addition to chaos, the scene was still chaotic.

Countless voices were shouting.

"!"

"Concubine Gongniang!"

"Mother's ——!" Cui Yingda also rushed to help.

"Concubine Gongniang!" Yueyu screamed and pounced on Yaya in her arms.

"!" The guard was terrified and hurriedly grabbed his sword. At that moment of lightning, no one could see too clearly, only heard a "dang" sound, and the steel knife fell to the ground, but the guards were still one step slower, and on Concubine Gong's white neck, a line of blood rose to the sky.

"Old nineteen, although my mother is incompetent, she will never embarrass you."

Cui Yingda wanted to go up to help her, but before others approached, the attendant arranged by Zhao Mianze took a step forward and blocked in front of him. Concubine Gong glanced at him faintly, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she suddenly flipped her sleeves, and she didn't know where to use her strength, so she grabbed the guard's wrist with her hand, and her neck hit his steel knife, and her voice was extremely poignant.

"Mother's ......"

Her laughter sounded in the cold snow wind, and it was extremely delicate and bewitching.

"Hahaha...... Nothing ......"

But suddenly, Concubine Gong, who was standing at the gate of the palace in a daze, laughed loudly.

No one did anything until they could figure out the meaning of the decree.

The emotions of the people outside the Qianqing Palace seemed to be frozen in this ice and snow, and they were speechless for a long time.

But in the end, there was not a word.

She thought he would leave a life-saving decree for her son.

Concubine Gong held the holy decree, laughed suddenly, looked back with her sideburns scattered, and looked at the people in the tent in the inner temple again, her eyes seemed to have penetrated the years, and she saw the man who came on a horse and wore armor in the past. He stretched out his hand to her, helped her onto his horse, and led her all the way to the blood of the imperial city, to the position of the favorite concubine who belonged to her in the first place, and then no longer belonged to her, and finally belonged to her again. Along the way, every step of the way, she was supported by him, but she didn't understand him after all, and she didn't understand it at all.

"Guangji, you...... What kind of heart is Ann? ”

However, except for Emperor Hong Tai himself, who was lying quietly in the inner hall, in the world today, I am afraid that no one knows what he wants to say to Zhao Zhu.

The inexplicable decree brings about greater accidents, or mysteries.

On behalf of Zhao Zhu, at a critical time, he can write whatever he wants. Or does it mean that he, the man who is a father, is speechless and can't say anything to his son?

What does a decree without a single word represent?

She muttered to herself, her hands shaking. The eyes of anticipation went from bright to dark, but in a blink of an eye. She never thought that there was really not a word on the holy decree except for the seal of Emperor Hongtai.

"How is that possible...... Will it not? ”

"No, nothing...... How can it be? ”

But Concubine Gong's eyes gradually lost focus, and her lips trembled.

Or rather, waiting for a result. The result of a reversible situation.

Everyone standing in the wind and snow, with different expressions, was looking at her.

She almost couldn't wait to unfold the holy decree, but after only glancing at the content, her face was the same as Cui Yingda's, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

"Didn't say anything?" Concubine Gong was impatient, her face darkened, she handed the maid in her hand to Yueyu, and reached over to snatch it, it is said that the concubine snatching the holy decree is a matter of trespassing the etiquette system, but Cui Yingda, the senior old eunuch, did not resist and let her take it.

Cui Yingda smiled bitterly, closed his eyes, closed the holy decree in his hand, glanced at Zhao Mianze, who was cramped and restless under the steps, and everyone on the field, and sighed helplessly, "Niangniang, the emperor is ...... He didn't say anything. ”

Concubine Gong's face was already annoyed, "Gonggong Cui, what did the Holy Decree say?" ”

No one spoke, but everyone's hearts were as nervous as a drum.

Between heaven and earth, the wind is louder, and the snowflakes are even worse.

"Niangniang......" Cui Yingda looked at her, looked at everyone, and stopped talking.

Concubine Gong's gaze was urgent. From the moment she knew that there was this holy decree, she had expectations in her heart, and she had been hoping that the old emperor would leave a way back for Zhao Zhu. But now looking at Cui Yingda's expression, I can't help but worry again.

"Grandpa Cui, why don't you read it?"

The crowd looked up at him in bewilderment.

"This ......"

Whether it is Zhao Zhu or Zhao Mianze, they can't escape a holy decree of Hong Taiye. The two men and horses who met each other looked at each other, and finally shouted "Long live", hulala knelt on the ground. But Cui Yingda, who was standing on the steps, stared at the content of the holy decree as if he had seen a ghost, and his eyes were stunned.

Loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, righteousness, integrity, people have to obey.

"King Zhao of Jin received the order-"

Everyone has doubts in their hearts. But Cui Yingda was in the shouts of Concubine Gong, but she stumbled in ink for a long time before she slowly paced out with an old face. The more things a person experiences, the more unsettling he becomes, and Choi Yingda is exactly like that. He glanced out of the door, as if he didn't realize how strong the smell of blood was on the field, nor did he realize the storm that the Dayan Dynasty was facing, so he only slowly untied the seal on the holy decree, trembled, and said lightly.

What exactly is written in the decree?

In front of this vermilion lacquer gate, which symbolizes the supreme imperial power, everyone knows that there is an old eunuch who has followed Emperor Hongtai for many years, but only a few people know that the old eunuch still has an old emperor's holy decree in his hand.

Even Xia Chuqi, who was about to step forward, although there was no sound in his ears, he also sensed that his emotions were wrong and stopped. But in an instant, the wind was still blowing, the rain was still falling, and the scene was suspiciously ossified. Everyone present seemed to have been clicked by the "martial arts master", and no one moved.

Zhao Zhu's demeanor did not change, but his cold eyes also hesitated.

The inevitable smile on Zhao Mianze's face froze.

With a single sound, the door of the Qianqing Palace was silent.

Concubine Gong's voice was slightly sad.