The night breeze is gradually rising, and the night is as cool as water.

The drum of the clean street has not yet sounded, and there are few people on the long street, only the long wind is wanton, and the snow-white spirit flags of the Zhao Guogong Mansion in the distance are fierce......

Heaven and earth are depressed.

A group of knights galloped slowly at the end of the long street, their hooves trampling on the stone slabs of the long street, making a crisp "click" sound, and walking vigorously.

More than a dozen horsemen came slowly, and the white-shirted knight led by him wore a hat on his head that was commonly seen by the people to cover the cold wind and most of his cheeks. It's just that this hat contrasts greatly with the gorgeous clothes on his body, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

When they arrived at the mouth of the alley, the people stopped suddenly.

The guards of the guards again raised their spirits and shouted coldly: "Stop! ”

The white-shirted knight at the head raised his left hand casually, signaling the knight behind him to be calm, and he himself turned over and jumped off the horse. Then he looked at the guard in front of him, and his voice was warm and peaceful: "I was invited to come and meet His Highness." ”

The guards were stunned for a moment, and the crisp voice of Princess Changle sounded in the carriage not far behind him: "Let him come over." ”

"No!"

The Praetorian Guard dodged a passage for the white-shirted knights to pass, but his blazing eyes were fixed on the group of knights behind him, and his big hands were all on the hilt of the sword at his waist. His Highness's order was to "let him come", not "let them come", so only this white-shirted knight could go over!

The atmosphere was a little calm.

The white-shirted knight didn't even look at the situation behind him, walked to the carriage with steady steps, and stood quietly and solemnly, speechless for a while.

There was silence in the carriage.

Only the long wind swept through the alley, rolling up the clothes of the white-shirted knight, making a soft "hula" sound......

After a long time, the white-shirted knight raised his hand and took off the hat on his head, revealing a handsome and divine white jade face, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he called softly: "...... beauty"

It is the eldest grandson who has died since the Lishan Rebellion, the eldest grandson, the eldest grandson, the eldest grandson!

Princess Changle in the carriage twisted her hands tightly, and her heart seemed to be clenched by this shout!

Once in my memory, my cardamom self was always tugged at by this gentle call, and the blood flow accelerated. It was her best years, with the best memories, she was like the one blessed by God, with the most noble identity in the world, with a loving mother, a heroic father, and a perfect lover......

She has almost everything!

She knows how to be grateful, so she has tried countless times to make up for some small misfortunes and shortcomings in life, and she feels that even if her life is not pure perfection, it is enough to live a happy life.

Now, however, these are all clouds of yesterday, scattered with the wind......

Changfeng lifted the curtain slightly, and she saw him through the crack.

is still familiar, elegant and handsome as yesterday, and he is still the young man who makes all the deep ladies in Chang'an obsessed with love. It's just that the sideburns that were originally cut like knives were stained with a little wind and frost, and a bit of vicissitudes and haggard were added to the beauty.

The bearing is more calm than before, presumably the days of wandering in the rivers and lakes in the past two years have also suffered all kinds of suffering......

Princess Changle's eyes were condensed, and she felt pity and sourness in her heart.

She also fantasized about whether one day she would be able to see this face that had haunted her dreams, and listened to him talk about her parting feelings and hardships, and she was still that gentle wife, holding his hand, even if the earth was desolate and the ends of the earth were by his side.

But now......

Princess Changle bit her pink lips, sucked the wings of her nose, and tried her best to control the moisture that was gradually filling her eyes, her voice was slightly hoarse, and asked, "I only want to ask you one word, Liulang...... You killed it, right? ”

After asking this sentence, her hands were tightly twisted in her clothes, and she quietly pricked up her ears, unwilling to hear even a word from the other party wrong.

Eldest Sun Chong was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly, his smile full of bitterness.

It's not "Did you kill it?" ”

It's "You killed it, right?" ”

The tone is only poor, but it is enough to reveal the original intention in his heart.

Changsun Chong smiled helplessly, and put his hands behind his back: "Since Li Zhen has a fixed opinion in her heart, why do you invite Changsun Chong to ask?" ”

Princess Changle felt that something had collapsed in her heart, she was short of breath, and she still asked unwillingly: "I just want to hear your answer, yes, or no." ”

The crisp voice was already trembling slightly.

Although she already had the answer in her heart, she insisted on hearing a different answer from his mouth......

The eldest grandson raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.

In his mind, Princess Changle has always been a beautiful woman who is as tender as water, and she is even more accommodating to him, how could she have such an aggressive posture?

After a slight pause, the eldest grandson Chong asked rhetorically, "Why do you ask that?" Everyone in the world knows that Liulang was killed by Fang Jun, the evidence is conclusive, and it cannot be excused, but why do you doubt me? ”

Princess Changle in the carriage only felt that her heart suddenly seemed to be squeezed by an invisible hand, and her heart was heartbroken, and the tears in her eyes poured out in an instant......

Changsun Chong didn't answer, but Princess Changle already knew the answer.

No one knows you better than a person who once shared a bed, not to mention that Princess Changle once tried her best to please this man for the sake of this man's self-esteem......

He is always like this, when the lie is exposed, he does not immediately quibble, but asks rhetorical questions at the first time, as if only in this way can the tension in his heart be relieved, so that others will not doubt him.

Princess Changle's eyes stared at the curtain in front of her, as if she could see through the curtain that face full of ruthlessness and cruelty, she let her tears slide down, and said in disbelief: "How can you ...... Poison Rokuro like that? That's your brother, the brother of your mother's brother! ”

She still clearly remembers that when she married her eldest grandson, the naughty eldest grandson ran around excitedly among the guests, and shouted loudly when she met people, "Princess Changle is my sister-in-law, Princess Changle is my sister-in-law......

It seems that from the time he married into the eldest grandson's family, the eldest grandson followed behind the eldest grandson like a fart. It was the worship and attachment of the elder brother......

How vicious does a person have to be to wield a butcher's knife against his own brother?

This is different from his father back then.

If my father hadn't killed my uncle and uncle, then I would be my father, mother, siblings, and herself lying in the mausoleum now......

But how could the eldest grandson hinder the eldest grandson Chong?

The eldest grandson outside the car was silent, looking in a trance.

Princess Changle stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, and her tone was cold: "Is it because you want to blame Fang Jun that you can sacrifice your brother?" ”

The eldest grandson Chong bit his lip, his face as pale as paper.

Isn't he distressed?

Absolutely!

That's a brother who has been close to him since he was a child, and he has never reserved anything about his words. Even when he stabbed the knife into the back of Changsun Tang, Changsun Tang's eyes showed a kind of blank incomprehension, not bitter hatred and anger......

Because he didn't believe that his brother, who had spoiled him since he was a child, how could he want to kill him?

However...... Regret it?

The eldest grandson took a deep breath and calmed his turbulent state of mind.

Never!

The hatred between him and Fang Jun is no longer clear in one or two sentences, jealousy, resentment, and hatred...... Finally, in that snow, the humiliation of the Shenji Battalion station rose to an undying mortal enemy!

What a humiliation is that?

He was dragged by Fang Jun on his thighs and swaggered through the city, all the way through countless streets of Fang City to the front of the palace......

Such a humiliation can only be repaid with blood!

And the reason why he brazenly participated in the rebellion of Hou Junji and others was that he really had no way to take Fang Jun at the moment, and wanted to knock Fang Jun into the dust in one fell swoop with the skill of the dragon who set up a new emperor......

Outside the car, there was no word for a while.

After a long time, Princess Changle said quietly: "You...... Stand up and confess, this palace knows that the jade pendant is not the piece that your son gave to Fang Jun at all, but the piece that your mother gave you since you were a child...... Not to mention that you have nothing to do with Fang Jun today, just say that you are hiding like this, what fun is there in hiding and living in fear? If you can confess your guilt, this palace promises you that even if you die in front of your father, I will ask for a way for you to live......"

She couldn't see it, and the eldest grandson Chong under the car turned extremely ugly in an instant......