I didn't see Fufu in my dream last time, but this time I saw her again, only to realize that she was also old.

In addition to the old cautious and calm, you can still see the appearance of some half-aged.

"Your Highness's legs haven't been raised yet, don't be in a hurry to move, if you need anything, the slave maid will help you get it."

Fleur said that she had arrived in front of her.

Chu Yuewan shook her head, looked at her suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong with my leg?" Fleur lowered her head, leaned over in front of her and said, "Your Highness, have you forgotten?" Before, you had to follow the emperor to the council hall, but then you ran to the city tower and kept calling Lord Yun.

Someone else went up to look for you, but you accidentally stumbled and fell down the steps of the castle tower......" Chu Yuewan was even more puzzled, and asked, "Am I dead?" Fu Hui was shocked, and her face turned pale: "Your Highness, aren't you living a good life now?" How can you talk about such nonsense? "It's not good now, Your Highness just broke his leg, but now I'm afraid my brain has also fallen.

If the emperor knows, I don't know how he will be angry.

The early moon was stunned at night, recalling what happened above the city tower before.

She remembered that in the previous dream, she did run up to the castle tower in the end, and it was indeed to chase after the little uncle who had already walked out of the council hall.

The fishy bones at that time are still vivid.

It's really strange, why do you remember that dream so clearly? After waking up from a dream for several years, it seems like something has just happened.

At that time, Yun Jinshu glanced back in the mountain of corpses in the sea of blood, and it was still like a sharp blade deeply pierced into her heart.

"Fleur."

Chu Yuewan said softly.

"The slave is here."

"Bring pen and paper."

Fleur didn't know what she meant, but she obeyed her orders, and prepared pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and a low table on the bed in front of her.

"Is there ink?" Chu Yuewan said, spreading out the paper.

"Your Highness, what are you going to write?" Fleur was inexplicably worried.

"I'm going to write a letter of resignation."

The early moon night said categorically.

"Divorce? Your Highness, you are not yet married, who do you want to write a letter of divorce to? Chu Yuewan didn't answer, and the first ink fell on the paper.

The little uncle's uprooting and blood suffering in this life are all the fault of a marriage contract late and late.

Then, Wanwan will now give you back your freedom.

...... After writing the letter of resignation, the first moon was simply tied with Ayako and put it in his arms.

Asked Fu Hui to prepare a soft sedan chair, helped herself out of the room, and went in the direction of Chenji Hall.

However, when he got there, he learned that Chu Yongwang was not in the Chenji Palace, but in the former Dynasty Council Hall.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, you are unwell and unable to move around, please wait for Your Majesty's return in the palace."

This time, it was not Gonggong Jia, but other eunuchs who were here to explain to Chu Yuewan.

"How long will my brother come back?" The first moon asked in the evening.

"Back to Her Royal Highness Princess, now Your Majesty is meeting Lord Yun in the Council Palace, and it will be about two hours later."

One of the guards next to him preached.

"Uncle is in the council hall."

The first moon is late in the morning.

She looks a little haggard now, but she is still soft and beautiful with ice muscles and jade bones, and with injuries on her body, she can only stand firm by leaning on the hibiscus beside her.

It inevitably adds pity to all who see it.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, there is no court meeting in the Council Hall at this time, and Lord Yun's official business should not be too urgent......" The guard couldn't bear to see her holding up like this, so he wanted to comfort him a few more words, but before he finished speaking, the eunuch who knew the reason next to him slammed him behind him and asked him not to talk more.

But Chu Yuewan still heard it, nodded his head to express his gratitude, turned around and still let Fu Hui get on the soft sedan chair, and continued to rush to the council hall.

She didn't want to disturb her brother and uncle's affairs, she just wanted to stand behind that screen again and take a look, even if it was the last glance.

After all, everything has already been figured out.

The soft sedan sedan swayed leisurely, shuttling through the blood-red palace walls.

At this time, the council hall.

It was now past the time of the early dynasty, and the council hall was empty, and there were not many people alive.

Chu Yongwang sat on the dragon chair, waiting for a few officials to report the matter before letting them leave, thinking about what to do with the mess in front of him.

In the end, he didn't bother to think about it, and directly raised his hand and swept all the things on the table to the ground.

"It's all about impeaching you."

He got up angrily.

The folds rolled down the steps like disemboweled, dropping long inner pages.

Yun Jinshu in the hall has been standing for a long time, and the peach blossom eyes are staring at the fold quietly, as if there is a bit of sarcasm.

"Isn't that natural?" Yun Jinshu said easily, "If the minister doesn't go to prison and cut off his head quickly, you know how many heads will be lost on this fold, Your Majesty." ”

"You mean, it's all to blame."

Chu Yongwang heard his voice.

Yun Jinshu smiled but did not answer.

"There is no fear."

Chu Yongwang slowly walked down the steps and approached him, "Now that the royal family is about to be killed by you, one day you kill the red eye, do you want to kill me too?" Hearing this, Jia Jingjing, who was accompanying the attendants, trembled like a sieve with dust on her hands.

Even if the emperor and Lord Yun have not had a problem since childhood, that joke is not like this! Yun Jinshu smiled: "The minister also wants to ask the emperor, the court is about to let the emperor kill the emperor, is it the minister's turn soon?" Chu Yongwang stared at him indifferently.

"What do you want?" Chu Yongwang asked, "Before, the emperor asked you to inherit the position of the Duke of Yunguo, but you had to be separated from the mansion, and then you made meritorious service, and the emperor named you 'Marquis Chijun', which is already a lower title." ”

Yun Jinshu looked up at him.

"Later, I remembered the merits of your previous deeds and assigned the recovered land to you as a fief, but you refused to accept the title of king."

Chu Yongwang stood in front of him, "What are you going to do?" ”

"The minister wants to come back to protect His Majesty and Princess Yuning."

Yun Jinshu blinked.

Today's Yunjin book has grown taller than Chu Yongwang, and when he looked at each other closely, Chu Yongwang actually had to raise his head.

Feeling a little uncomfortable, Chu Yongwang turned around and bypassed.

"If the minister tells the truth, can His Majesty condemn him?" Yun Jinshu looked at his back and asked.

Jia Jingjing had already hurriedly walked down to follow Chu Yongwang, Lord Yun's eyes were familiar to him, and he didn't know how many lives had been ingested in these brilliant peach blossom eyes.

No matter who you look at, it's hard to hide the blood in it.

"Say."

Chu Yongwang didn't look back.

Yun Jinshu's voice was like a bell: "When the minister comes back, he wants the emperor to take care of the affairs that the minister has, and the things that the emperor wants to take care of are handed over to the ministers. ”

"Bold!" Chu Yongwang screamed.

Yun Jinshu heard the sound and knelt down slowly towards the dragon chair.

Chu Yongwang turned to look at him: "Yes, but you promise to be able to manage it?" Yun Jinshu didn't look at him: "The emperor can trust his ministers." ”

"Hmph."

Chu Yongwang raised his hand, Jia Jingjing immediately understood what he meant, although there was hesitation in his eyes, he quickly took out a volume of prepared holy decrees in his hand.

"Fengtian carries the emperor's edict-" The loud chanting sound came from the main hall, and the early moon moved with a limp, and she was already panting and almost out of breath.

"Your Highness, it's here, let's rest."

Fleur whispered.

"Shhh......hhh

In the main hall, Chu Yongwang silently looked at the empty front lawn outside the hall, Yun Jinshu knelt in front of the steps with his back to him, the thin sunlight passed through the door, the two of them were bright and dark, but the shadows stood side by side in the same direction.

The great eunuch Jia Jingjing was still reading the holy decree aloud: "The criminal minister Yunjin book!" Take away the Marquis of Chijun! Moved to the middle of the imperial history! Qin this-" Yun Jinshu handed over the order: "Minister, lead the order, thank the lord Longen." ”

Behind the screen, the early moon night was heard in the clouds.

Why was my uncle stripped of his title? In the main hall, Yun Jinshu cut off his armor, changed the black veil on his head, bowed again, and then got up.

The black gauze hat with two wings is like an old crow with its wings outstretched.

From the son-in-law of the prince, the marquis of military merit to the court member, Yun Jinshu's title is indeed getting lower and lower.

But faintly, it seemed that there was a black cloud covering the top of the coercion from his body, and it swelled more and more, making people feel chilled.

Chu Yongwang put a touch on his shoulder: "The Imperial Historical Observatory belongs to you."

Keep things clean, I don't want to see any more stuff that is superfluous in the thatched huts. ”

With that, he kicked the floor away and stepped onto the dragon chair.

Before he could sit down, Chu Yongwang suddenly noticed the figure behind the screen and wondered, "Yuning? Yun Jinshu, who was just about to leave the hall, stopped his feet.