Zhen Yue walked slowly along the direction of the guide, at this time the sky had just dawned, and it was still a little dark, and when she walked through this palace road that day, she didn't remember it clearly because it was too dark.

Standing in front of this dilapidated palace at this time, there is a moment of solemnity, on the black gold silk nan wood plaque, vigorously and powerfully written Dongzhe Palace, the wooden plaque is strangely oblique, but it still does not fall in the harsh cold wind, and the abandoned palace attic is gloomy and covered with snow, as if hiding a bloodthirsty secret.

She walked back along the desolate path, and what she saw was all ruins, none of which were regular, and the golden and magnificent holy palace hid the abandoned palace, which was indeed incredible.

I saw a small garden that had been repaired very well, with clear white flowers, snowflakes piled on it, branches swaying up and down, and the fragrance made people no longer dull.

She squinted, did not feel the murderous aura, and then looked closer to the source of the sound, and saw a man in a dark yellow brocade robe lying on the bench, the carbon fire in his hand had long been extinguished, and the ground was full of rolling empty wine bottles, and the sound of heavy breathing came.

The originally drunk man heard the slight footsteps, sat up in an instant, looked at her, his tired and desolate face was slightly stunned, tilted his head to look at her, and suddenly stretched out his hand to call her: "It's Xiao Yueyue, come quickly." ”

Zhen Yue came to Dongzhe Palace, just because she met Beigong Jun here in the middle of the night last time, and felt that this deserted garden should have a special meaning for him, otherwise how could the emperor of warm nephrite come to water the flowers in the middle of the night, so she came to try her luck.

She didn't have a relationship with him. But they have known each other for many years, and they are also general friends with each other, last night was too heavy, and few people can sleep soundly.

She sat on the low bench next to the bench, lit the extinguished charcoal fire again, rubbed her hands together and said, "Beigong Jun, now that the Praetorian Guards are looking for you, you are going to pay homage to the funeral soon, why don't you clean it up." ”

If Beigong Jun hadn't heard it, he picked up the wine jug on the low table and poured two glasses of wine. He said hoarsely, "Have a drink with me." ”

Zhen Yue was stunned. Seeing that his eyebrows were gloomy, he was also a little sad in his heart, I don't know where that person is now, whether he is hiding himself. Vent the sadness in your heart. She raised her glass and drank it down. There is a spicy taste like fire, and there is a biting cold, and you should drink warm wine in the ice and snow.

Beigong Jun refilled her with drinks. His eyes were hidden in the pale sky, and his voice was low: "Do you know where this is?" ”

"Dongzhe Hall." She replied quietly.

"Huh." The corner of his mouth smiled, but the smile was astringent, "This is the Dongzhe Palace, do you know whose dormitory the Dongzhe Hall is?" ”

Because he didn't sleep all night, he drank all night, his face was as pale as snow, there was no trace of warmth, the ink hair on his sideburns was messy, and he usually had to tidy up his chic and elegant appearance, which was a messy mess today, because of a night of drinking, his voice was a little hoarse, which made people sound like an old man in his twilight.

Zhen Yue shook his head, knowing that he didn't need her to answer at this time, he just needed to listen quietly, if he was depressed for too long, if he didn't tell it, he would go crazy for a moment, just like last night, he was a little crazy.

As he drank his wine, he said, "This is Mo Ling's dormitory. ”

Zhen Yue's shoulders trembled, and she swept around again, this deserted and gloomy palace turned out to be Bei Moling's residence? What happened here? What's hidden? The years passed by his fingertips, and with his hoarse and deep voice, it seemed to see the majesty of the past.

The charming and frivolous eyes were full of the vicissitudes of the years, quiet as a grain in the snow, and said slowly: "No one is born to be iron-blooded and ruthless, their transformation is only because of the cruel reality, the unpredictable and dark emperor's family has never been loveless, born with sharp weapons, on this undercurrent and treacherous road, will be blinded by the shackles of gold, completely become a slave of power, wielding a knife to cut family affection, without even blinking an eye, you say how tired we are to live." ”

"Mother is like this, and all royal clans are like this." He choked suddenly, his eyes were calm and abnormal, he looked at the white sky, and said sadly: "We will always be chess pieces, and Mo Ling is the blood-stained chess piece under my mother, the chess piece is used, and it will be abandoned, and the queen mother is dead now, or it will never be controlled by the demons again, and we will never deepen our wounds again, I am happy." ”

"What the hell happened?" After all, she can't resist the string in her heart.

Beigong Jun turned his head and looked at her fixedly, as if looking at a certain time through her, and said in a low voice: "You want to know?" ”

She paused, nodded quietly, and saw the man looking at the vast sky again, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, dripping on the wooden board, and the tear stains were as clear as the cold fingers of the years.

"You probably don't know that my mother was born as a singer, and she was once famous, and her suitors were like carp crossing the river."

Zhen Yue was shocked, there is no record of this in the history books of Beiying, but judging from the appearance of the Empress Dowager Xuan, you can indeed see the former elegance and peerlessness, no wonder Bei Mo Ling is so beautiful, in fact, in terms of appearance, Bei Mo Ling is more like the Empress Dowager Xuan.

"Beiying is a nation on horseback, my father has been a horse all his life, he is a king who stands up to the sky, the queen mother entered the holy palace, and won the favor of his father, Mo Ling was born when I was six years old, since I was a child, Mo Ling and I were bullied by several royal brothers, the queen mother is a singer, the status is low, even if she is deeply favored by her father, she is still low, and the bloodline is even more low." When he said this, he smiled desolate at the corner of his mouth, paused and continued: "I have been impulsive since I was a child, I can't stand it, Mo Ling is different, his personality has been calm since he was a child, and he is a little withdrawn, and he is more sensible than me, every time I am humiliated, I will fight with others, Mo Ling will only frown and endure, because I am afraid that the queen mother will be reprimanded by Queen Fu, because of my recklessness, the queen mother is often punished, Mo Ling was only five years old at the time, so he told me that the fight is to win the storm, if you can contain anger and anger, and finally get full wings, I was very surprised at that time, A five-year-old would say something like that. ”

"He has been talented since he was a child, destined to shine, I remember that year, the royal winter hunting, Mo Ling just learned to hunt snow wolves, we rode horses in the Beichuan Plateau, he was only five years old that year, my father took us to the top of the mountain, overlooking the vast mountains and rivers, Mo Ling suddenly said why there is no green dragon flag on the distant peak, my father laughed, said that it was Shu, Shu is behind the Tan country, all countries are self-styled, soldiers are not seen, enjoy the prosperous world, I still remember Mo Ling waving his little hand, his eyes are like torches, saying to build a road to the distance, planted his flag and rode his horse wildly, and at that moment his father was shocked in his eyes. (To be continued.) )