The sky was dark, the palace of the capital was brightly lit, and Su Yitong and the courtiers of the palace discussed matters, and it was difficult to reach a consensus, which caused the palace to be in chaos.

In another high-walled compound in the capital, there was silence.

In front of the window, the wind shadow is blowing, the moon-white figure stands by the window, and the deep eyes are like a cold pool at the bottom of the well that cannot be seen at the end, looking at the sky from afar, as if thinking about something.

The light in the room fell on his body as if a layer of white light had crossed it, ethereal like a fairy, like an immortal under the moon.

"Master, the news has come back,"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind him, and he tilted his head slightly and asked, "What news has come back from the palace?" ”

"......No," the man shook his head, and then said: "But don't worry, master, Luoyi is in drought, I believe that the person in the palace will make a decision soon, and you won't wait too long." ”

"Yes," retracted his gaze, and the man standing against the window gradually revealed his face that was half bright and half dark hidden in the darkness, warm as jade, but alienated and indifferent, like a fairy and a demon. It was Prime Minister Liuli who pretended to be sick at home and just refused to enter the palace to discuss important matters. I only heard him mutter, "Don't wait too long...... because he has been waiting for this day for too long.

He was originally the prince of the previous dynasty, and he was the pride of heaven in the eyes of hundreds of officials and the people, and he was able to recite poems at the age of three, and he ascended to the throne of the prince early. He thought that his life would not be ordinary, but he never thought that when he was five years old, Su Changqing, who was still a general of the previous dynasty, would take tens of thousands of soldiers and horses to the palace, and cut off the head of his father with a single sword.

And he was able to escape from the palace full of gold and jade because he was stolen by the ministers of the previous dynasty, but since then he has to endure humiliation and burden, and secretly survive, and spend thirteen years to set up a game that even he himself doesn't know if it will succeed.

It's been thirteen years, and he finally survived thirteen years, until Su Changqing died of illness, and until his useless son ascended the throne, he thought that he could win a quick battle and take his throne in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect that it was a bad move in the end, and Feng Feiyi was mistakenly missed.

It doesn't matter, though, because he has plenty of patience.

After thirteen years of enduring humiliation, he believed that God would not treat him badly.

It's just that he never expected that Su Yitong would be like a different person after losing his memory, so he couldn't wait any longer.

Youzhou plague, Bianzhou flood, Luoyi drought...... He has already laid out the game, just waiting for Su Yitong and Feng Feiyi to enter the game, and he will catch them all again.

Thinking of this, he instructed: "Let people look at the palace gate, and once there is any movement, they will return immediately." ”

"Yes."

The night is boundless, and a full moon hangs high in the void, but it is cold and silent.

Su Yitong issued three holy decrees in a row, the first was to let the general Jun Moyan and the prime minister of Liuli supervise the country, the second was to let the civil and military officials go to the street to beg and pray for the people, and the third ordered Li Shu to be the minister of the Qin Mission, and escorted the grain to Luoyi immediately.

As soon as the holy decree was issued, the ministers of the palace were shocked, and before they could digest the news, Su Yitong asked people to strip them of their official uniforms, drove them out of the palace, and sent people to guard them strictly.

Jun Mo was ordered to be in danger and was trapped in the deep palace compound of the palace again, and was full of grievances.

"Yitong, just let me go with you."

The ministers have all been kicked out of the palace, and Feng Feiyi is preparing to go back to the house to prepare to go out of the city overnight! I saw Jun Mo pulling Su Yitong's sleeve and starting to be shameless.

"Nope." Su Yitong flatly refused.

"Why?" Jun Mo was puzzled.

"The regent can accompany me, you can join in the fun." Rolling his eyes, Su Yitong said word by word: "And anyone can leave the capital without it, but you can't." ”

"Why?"

"Because you're the protector general......"

"What does this have to do with General Ben going to Luoyi with you?"

"Hmm." Su Yitong thought for a moment and replied: "Actually, it doesn't matter much, I just think that you have been guarding the capital for a long time, and you will be more comfortable handling official business......

That's it?! Looking at the person in front of him, Jun Moyan only felt that his heart was very blocked.

Feng Feiyi walked over and blocked in front of him, "The things that should be explained are all explained, and the general can go." ”

"What if you don't leave." Raising his eyes and glaring at him, Jun Moyan just wanted to play a majestic show, but when his eyes touched Su Yitong's face covered with black clouds, he had to soften and say, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back." ”

He reluctantly loosened her sleeve robe, waved his hand, and said, "Then I'll go, you be careful yourself." ”

Suddenly, Zuo Li led the name of Li Shu, with 5,000 soldiers and horses, and tens of thousands of grains out of the capital overnight.

Of course, with these preparations alone, Su Yitong felt that it was far from enough, and before leaving the city, she issued several holy decrees to prevent the refugees from Bianzhou and Luoyi from escaping to other cities and having no place to stay.

"Your Majesty, take me with you."

As soon as Su Yitong put the bundled burden on her shoulders, she saw Fengyue tugging on her sleeve and looking up at her, with a pair of big eyes with tears in her eyes, as if she was reluctant to part with her.

"I want to take you with me," As soon as she saw her crying, Su Yitong's heart softened, and she sighed helplessly, she couldn't help squatting down, and looked at her and said: "But this is extremely dangerous, especially life and death, I can't let you take this risk." ”

Although she already knows Fengyue's life experience, for her, Fengyue is still just a child, and since she is a child, she should have her innocence. As for what happened in the previous dynasty, she didn't want to care, and she didn't want to know, but Fengyue was the last bloodline of the former prince, but she couldn't let this bloodline be broken.

"But ......" Fengyue wiped her tears and said, "Your Majesty is gone, what should Fengyue do?" ”

"Isn't there still a great general?" Su Yitong pinched the face of the flesh she had raised over time and coaxed, "Okay, don't cry." Look at how distressing it is to cry with your little face. ”

"But I want to go with Your Majesty."

"Hey......" With a long sigh, Su Yitong said with a sad face: "I also want you to go, but you don't know martial arts, and you can't protect yourself, what if you encounter danger halfway through?" Do you want me to protect you, or do you want me to protect me? ”

"But......" Fengyue hung her head and simply stopped talking.

"Nothing." Su Yitong rubbed his head and said with a smile: "If you really want to go, then learn martial arts first, and when your kung fu is good, I will take you with me when I go out, okay?" ”

"Really?" Fengyue was overjoyed when she heard this.

"Really." Su Yitong nodded. "The general is a very good master, and when I leave, you will let him teach you."

"Okay."

In this way, Jun Moyan was sold by Su Yitong without knowing it.

Luoyi is much farther than Youzhou, and the situation is urgent, so Su Yitong didn't delay much longer, coaxed Fengyue a few words, and when she stopped crying, she left the palace with her burden.

Feng Feiyi waited at the gate of the palace, waiting left and right and no one came, his fists were tight and tight, and he almost didn't get out of the car in person to get people.

Yun Jue was also impatient. "Master, why don't we go?"

It's a long way away, and there are many dangers on the road, if you encounter killers and displaced people again, I'm afraid it won't be so simple.

"Are you going?"

Feng Feiyi asked coldly.

"No, no." Yun Jue, who was sitting on the wheel, shook his head again and again.

"That's good." Feng Feiyi pursed his lips and said, "From now on, you will give this king all the way to Luoyi." ”

Yun Du: "......"

"Huh? What are you thinking? ”

As soon as Su Yitong came out of the palace gate, he saw Yun Jue, and came over to greet him with a smile, but saw that his face was full of astonishment, as if he was thinking about something.

"Your Majesty." At this time, Yun Juexue was obedient, and as soon as he reacted, he jumped out of the carriage and saluted.

"You ......" Su Yitong said as he climbed into the car: "Why did you become so polite?" Could it be some conspiracy? ”

Yun Du: "......"

Is politeness also wrong?

Although Yun Zhili was extremely dissatisfied with Su Yitong, after suffering losses in this matter one after another, he also understood, but wherever the emperor was there, he also changed from a first-class master guard to a piece of grass from the heart of his master, and it was the most worthless and no one wanted it when he threw it on the side of the road.

"Let's go."

The carriage drove slowly, Su Yitong put down the package, yawned and said a little tiredly: "I can finally sleep well." ”

"Didn't get a good night's rest last night?" Windfly placed her package in the corner.

"Sort of." Su Yitong nodded. "The flood in Bianzhou is so troublesome, where can I rest."

"Then you can sleep......"

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and the sound of the rolling wheels is especially harsh in this quiet night.

Su Yitong fell asleep on the bench, but he quickly woke up at the moment when the carriage left the city.

The wind at night was a little hot, and there was constantly the buzzing sound of mosquitoes in his ears, and Su Yitong's only sleepiness was also noisy, so he simply sat up, lifted the curtain and poked his head out.

At that time, I was only three miles out of the city, and when I looked back, I could still see the big red lanterns hanging on the city wall and the torches burning slowly.

Her eyes dimmed for a moment, and she quickly sat back in the car, her face disappointed, staring at a place in a daze.

"Why don't you sleep?"

There was a lot of space in the carriage, and although the two of them sat facing each other, Feng Feiyi still felt the sudden restless aura surrounding her.

"I can't sleep." Su Yitong shook his head, raised his eyes to look at the curtain that was lifted by the wind from time to time, and suddenly felt lost in his heart.

The moment she turned her head to look at the gate of the capital, she seemed to have an illusion that she was in a different world. It's as if the capital has really become her home, and she has really become an ancient person.

When that thought flashed through her mind, she was actually a little afraid, she was afraid that when she got used to the position of the Ninety-Five Supreme above 10,000 people, she would suddenly fall into the clouds. She was even more afraid that she would work hard but in the end it would be just a dream, and she would end up in vain.

"What are you thinking?" Sensing the change in her mood, Feng Feiyi's heart tightened.

"Wind Wing, I'm homesick......"