Chapter 316: Seeing King Huainan at Night

She looked in the direction and saw that above the hundred steps, Qiu Sheng looked at her with an expression, behind him was the majestic and magnificent Ruide Palace, and above his head was the vast sky under his control, which did not make him seem a little small, but made him have a kind of ferocity that destroyed the world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Goodbye for a few months, things have long been different, and people don't know where to go.

After all, he walked so that she couldn't catch it anymore, and she didn't have any strength to stop the chase again, he was no longer the confidant of the bamboo horse who shared weal and woe with her back then, but a ruthless emperor full of revenge.

Zhen Yue didn't go up to restore her life, but handed over the tiger talisman to the palace people, and left, she could feel the increasingly cold gaze behind her, but she didn't know what to say to him anymore.

Walking in this unpredictable and gloomy palace wall, it makes it difficult for her to breathe, how many people are buried in the conquest of rights, how many people have paved the golden earth, how many people are lost here, lonely and old, broken families, corpses and bones, this gnawed at people's hearts, makes people hate.

The geese flew over the palace, flapping their heavy wings and dropping their white feathers, the sky instantly darkened, the sun hid into the clouds, and there was a faint rolling thunder.

Qiu Sheng was still standing in front of the palace, not reaching out to receive the tiger talisman presented by the palace people, but looking at the layers of palace doors, his eyes were deep, and his mind flashed again when the woman left.

"Congratulations to the crown prince for another great victory."

King Yu didn't know when he stood beside him, his eyebrows lowered and pleasing to his eyes, and his eyebrows and eyes were shrewd like a mouse that was planning to steal food.

King Yu's compliment did not make Qiu Sheng proud, but it was beyond King Yu's expectations.

The corner of the man's mouth sneered, with an elegant posture, patting the gorgeous clothes on the shoulders of King Yu, and his voice was gentle.

"Do you know what is the difference between you and King Huainan? He is a lion with his claws folded, and you are a dog with teeth and claws! I keep you until now, you have to be the essence of a dog, I can eat a lion, I can swallow you! ”

King Yu's eyes narrowed, the shoulder that was slapped did not seem to be easy, but made him hairy, the prince in front of him looked gentle and noble on the surface, and the simple and stupid Su Yike was completely different, he instigated Su Yi to rebel, nothing more than to use Su Yi to seize power, unwilling to live in the poor Changling nest for a lifetime! Seeing that the momentum was not right, he judged the situation, turned against each other cleanly, and splashed all the dirty water on Su Yi.

King Yu smiled and lowered his eyes: "That's, I will naturally do my duty as a dog." ”

Qiu Sheng snorted coldly, turned around and left, sometimes, a strong country needs a minister to balance interests and eliminate all unfavorable factors for him!

In the evening, it was rainy and cold, and the lights of Wanjia were only seen Xiao Suo.

The king of Huainan was heartbroken in the main hall and soon spread all over the streets and alleys, no one can sleep on today's rainy night, and what kind of explanation will the former heroes of the country give to the people of the world?

Far away from the atmosphere of the military station on Taihua Street, the atmosphere was depressing, faintly tasting a trace of the blood surging in the dark tide, Zhen Yue entered the study after returning from the Jinding Palace, and at this time he had already put on his outer robe, and ordered his subordinates to prepare a carriage to go to the Huainan Palace, which everyone avoided.

Ji Jianxuan and several generals of the Volunteer Army even stopped it, in such a severe and tense situation, getting too close to the King of Huainan would only be detrimental to the weapon, and Zhen Yue had just made a great contribution in Guangling, on the surface, it was a merit, but in private it was deliberately provoked, adding fuel and vinegar, and evolved into a demon girl who confused the King of Beiying Ling, and even continued to confuse the prince of Tanguo.

Zhen Yue had already made up her mind, and had just left the armory, but saw that the carriage of the Huainan Mansion had quietly stopped outside the house, Ji Jianxuan and everyone were slightly stunned, they didn't want to have a tacit understanding one day when they often had the biggest differences of opinion.

Zhen Yue also recovered from her stunnedness, and only got into the carriage after comforting Ji Jianxuan and the others many times, Xiao Li wanted to accompany her all the way, but Zhen Yue still asked her to wait in the armory.

Over the years, although Zhen Yue has been like a fish in water in Dongtan, with Fan Xiang and the prince escorting, and repeatedly showing her ambitions, the only one who is-for-tat with her is the King of Huainan.

Zhen Yue didn't think too much nonsense, but gradually calmed down in the sound of wheels, originally she was also going to visit the King of Huainan, so it would be easy to save trouble.

The cold wind rolled up the curtains, blowing the broken hair between her sideburns, and she shrunk her neck and wrapped her cloak tighter, only to feel a trace of warmth.

The ancestral hall of Mingzhu is pure and pure in the rainy night, the jackdaws in the distance are desperately flapping their wings in the rain, making hairy sounds, and even black shadows are moving in the distance, startled a few passing maids who whispered, but they didn't dare to be too loud.

The door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, bringing the smell of sandalwood repeatedly, diluting the lingering dead sin, and the housekeeper of the Huainan Royal Mansion bowed down after bringing Zhen Yue into the ancestral hall.

There was only one green lamp lit in the lobby, and the candle flame was burning very strongly, torn by the cold wind that swept in, and the shadow of the person was stretched more and more long.

Slowly getting used to the dim light, Zhen Yue saw clearly that on the high jade platform in the middle of the main hall, there were several spiritual seats, gold-lacquered sandalwood, solemn, the fragrance on the soft sand was bright and dark, the tent was plain white, and the wind was moving.

"You're here."

A low voice came in vain, suddenly growing in the silent mourning hall.

Zhen Yue followed the sound and looked over, only to find that King Huainan was sitting in the corner of the mourning hall, silent, the lights were far away from him, and the darkness was shrouded in darkness, only the sharp eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, as if Zhen Yue's arrival made him see a glimmer of light.

Zhen Yue walked over slowly, her mood gradually became heavy, this person with a noble status and a powerful position in Tanguo, is now old and thin in an instant, without letting her think of a sentence, when she was young, she was freshly dressed and angry, and she has become a man in her prime.

"King Huainan." Faced with a loyal minister who had guarded the territory with his life for decades and was now abandoned by the country, she didn't know what to say, so she could only call him heavily.

The King of Huainan laughed at himself, "I sent people to invite the household department, the military department, and the imperial history one by one, but they all avoided it, thinking that my Huainan King was crisscrossing the battlefield, protecting the family and defending the country, born for a hundred years, the years were in a hurry, even if he was once prominent, but now no one is willing to step into my Huainan Palace, the world is hot and cold, but the hearts of the people." ”

King Huainan stood up, his once upright body was slightly depressed, and he stood still in front of Zhen Yue, the dim light was cast, and the eyes that were not angry and arrogant no longer had the luster of the past.