In the morning, the mist on the lake gradually dissipated, and the July sky penetrated into the world little by little from the gray and white gaps. I only felt that even today's sunshine was extraordinarily gentle, and soon the army was about to meet the Holy Face, and she really needed to say goodbye to this world full of squalor and sin.

The hand that has not seen the light for a long time has an abnormal gray color, but it still does not reduce half of its beauty, but adds a little extra sick beauty, which makes people feel pity.

She knew that death would greet her immediately, and death was fearless, after all, it was everywhere on the battlefield where swords and eyes were gone. In this way, she is really relieved, but I don't know if the emperor can allow her to leave a whole corpse after death, so that her friends can be buried at the foot of the green mountains not far away.

Then now she needs to enter the palace immediately to take the blame, and she has to catch up with them. lest something go wrong halfway, and then there will be more trouble.

He Dangli looked back at the ruined unoccupied gate of the He Mansion, and the corners of his lips rose to a strange loneliness. Blow the whistle, turn over and get on your horse and leave.

The willow leaves behind him fluttered and fluttered. The courtyard next door just pushed the door and walked out a young man who was as clear as jade.

Sometimes the cause is only in a moment, and the cause is only in a breath.

Today is the day of the Great Meeting, and it is also the day of the triumphant return of the army to congratulate the Duke of Zhenguo, and the genius is gray. There are also hexagonal glazed palace lamps hanging high everywhere, illuminating the hazy area. The palace maid in a pink gauze skirt hurried by with light steps and eaves, and birds chirped in the nine-song corridor.

"General Huwei, Your Majesty invites you in." The father-in-law, whose face was as white as a swollen steamed bun, sharpened his throat, and shook off the snow-white dust. The smile on his face was toothless.

Although he didn't understand why this general came to see Emperor Xianzong early in the morning, he couldn't stop his heart from flattering him.

"Thank you, father-in-law." Early this morning, when the hundred officials were making a pilgrimage to the top, He Dangli came with Jing and invited him to come, but his face did not change much, and he was just a dead face.

It's just that when you enter this life, you are born, and when you come out, you don't know if you are born or dead.

Today, it is rare to wear a plain white shirt, and He Dangli, who has a white hosta hairpin, walked into the hall, although it is the morning light, but the room is full of sunshine and has luxurious furnishings. Most of them are dragon patterns and phoenixes, and they are dazzling. The two-meter-high crane hollow gilt incense burner is curling with green smoke, which is the smell of red sandalwood and soothing incense.

In the middle is a square platform about two meters high vermilion lacquer snail, on which is placed the gold lacquer carved dragon throne, behind is the carved dragon screen, and there are six tall dragon golden pillars on both sides of the square platform. Each big pillar coils a vigorous golden dragon, looking up at the top of the palace, there is a huge carved dragon dragon on the central caisson well, from the dragon's mouth hangs down a white as jade night pearl of the East China Sea, surrounded by six small beads, the dragon head, the jewel is facing the golden throne below, the color painting between the beams is gorgeous, bright and pleasing to the eye.

Among them, the most eye-catching is the dragon robe man in the center of the hall, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and extraordinary.

"The sinner knocks on my emperor, long live my emperor." Although He Dangli has not lived in the imperial city for a long time, he also knows the rules inside, but he has not done it for a long time and has stumbled a little.

It's good to be able to see if you can't make mistakes.

I have to thank the person back then, if it weren't for her, how could I have survived for a few more years. It is also ironic that people who hate you are often the best for you, and people who are of the same blood as you are eager to eat her flesh, drink her blood, and gnaw on her flesh.

The man who was facing away from her turned around when he heard the words, and the man's face was full of sword eyebrows and sideburns, and his nose was like a knife. The handsome and incomparable facial features seem to be carved out of marble, with sharp and angular lines, sharp and deep eyes, and I can't help but feel that it gives people a sense of oppression!

"Aiqing, please get up, Aiqing just made a great contribution some time ago, and the reward has not yet arrived, what a crime." Emperor Xianzong has more than Chinese New Year's Eve today, and when properly maintained, it looks like he is only twenty-five or sixteen. Coupled with the lack of anger and self-authority after a long time in a high position, it will always be easy for people to subconsciously ignore his appearance and be impressed by the momentum of the whole body.

"The minister is guilty, and he doesn't dare to ask the saint for forgiveness, and the minister only begs the saint to keep the guilty minister's whole body." He Dangli knelt on his knees, gritted his teeth and said what he did last night, his temples were already wet/wet/a piece, and people were greedy for life and afraid of death. And she is just an ordinary person, so naturally she is not exempt from vulgarity.

As the words fell, the already quiet air became more and more solidified, and the coercion unconsciously emitted by the superior made people a little breathless.

"The Son of Heaven is guilty of the same crime as the common people, and the criminal minister is here to ...... this time." Saying the words that had been suppressed since she came in, her heart was obviously relieved, her eyes were full of endless ashes, and the only light left in her eyes seemed to be extinguished in the next second.

The back of the neck is straight like a small poplar, outstanding and extraordinary, and its own strong bones stand proudly.

"It's just a little thing, why is Aiqing wrong." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the man, and the man in the dragon robe helped the young man kneeling at his feet to stand beside him, his eyes flashed with a dim and inexplicable light, and the corners of his flattened lips rose slightly with a happy loneliness.

"Aiqing is a hero who has made great contributions, if I really punish Aiqing, how can the people in the world look at me, how can I chill the hearts of the people and soldiers in the world."

"But the sinner." His chapped lips were half-pursed, and his dark pupils were inexplicably dark.

The man's hand gradually changed from the action of helping her to get up, and even had a hint of command in it.

He Dangli was a little stunned by Emperor Xianzong's sudden action of helping her up. A pair of bright narrow phoenix eyes were full of puzzlement and doubt, the muscles of the mixed body were tense, and the thread in his mind was also straightened and tightened.

"Don't Aiqing think that compared to this, the other one is really a big crime of bullying the king." The man's insignificant words were like a blow to the ground, smashing the glimmer of hope that had risen to the ground.

The pale lips squirmed up and down, one by one but could not spit out half a syllable, and under the half-drooping eyes were an endless abyss of fear.

He knows who he really is, so why. Suddenly, a bold and absurd idea came to her mind, faintly formed, and even occupied the full frequency of anger.

The remaining smoke in the hollow gilt incense burner of the crane curls and invades people's hearts. Under the eaves, the larks chirped, dancing and dancing, and the breeze slipped in from the hexagonal rhododium mahogany window lattice, swaying the half-draped ink hair, tightly intertwined, inseparable.

In the hall, with the movement and breath of the man, the ambiguity and charm that entangled people breathlessly were like the most powerful medicine.

"Ah Li's color is very good, wouldn't it be a pity if it was plain and white, although there are many beauties in the world, there is only one general in me, and Ah Li is only one." Emperor Xianzong's hand caressed her slender chin slightly ambiguously, and finally stopped on the red lips that squirmed out of fear or nervousness, and pressed down, smiling a little evil that was bound to win.

The two of them were so close together that the sound of each other's breathing was clearly audible. The faint and good-smelling ambergris on the man's body is domineeringly invading her sense of smell, and the gentle breath is shallow and evenly sprayed around her cheeks, ambiguous and lingering.

"Ah Li should know what I mean." The man who was a head taller was looking down condescendingly, and he didn't let go of the slightest change in her face.

"Sinner, I... Can..... Sinner.... He Dangli knows best what that kind of look is, just like a man's naked/naked gaze when he looks at a woman, with a strong/lustful color, and a stunning color. A face that was already porcelain white was white at the moment, except that the eyebrows and eyes were black, and it was impossible to find its color.

She didn't think about whether her face had saved her or harmed her at this moment, and the hand under the moire sleeve robe clenched into a fist, forcibly ignoring the throbbing in her heart.

Ants still live in the world, let alone people.

"Ah Li might as well think about one or two, I am not such a mediocre person, Ah Li's position as a general will be retained, and even the crimes committed by Aiqing can be blamed for the past."

The man's tone paused, and then he smiled: "But as long as Aiqing only enters the palace for three or five hours to accompany me for half a day, this kind of transaction has been a loss for Ah Li, my general." A large, thick hand with a thin callus stroked down her cheek ambiguously, and finally stopped on her azure leaf buckle and hesitated.

The man only needs to pick it lightly, and the button will be loosened. But he couldn't do that, it would frighten his little poor worm, and the most important thing for the emperor was patience.

"Sinner, I ......" He Dangli's confused brain hadn't said a word of refusal, but he was interrupted by a report from outside that his father-in-law was about to go to court.

Emperor Xianzong got up and brushed the non-existent wrinkles on his body, looked at the flower-like hibiscus face under him, and smiled sullenly; "Aiqing might as well go back and think about it, but how to get back to me, after all, life is his own, Ah Li is a smart person, he should know how to make trade-offs."

"But it's best not to keep me waiting too long, because I have limited patience."

After Emperor Xianzong left, He Dangli had already been shocked into a cold sweat on the back of the whole person, the fists hidden under the wide sleeves were clenched tightly, the upper and lower tooth sockets were clucking, and the feet were as heavy as a thousand catties, and the whole person was like being fished out of cold water, and the sideburns were rippling with cold sweat.

There was no one inside or outside the hall, and it took a long time before he got up and left with a cold white face.

There were only two paths in front of her at the moment; If you choose to be born as the emperor's forbidden body, if you don't want to have it, it's just a way to die.

But can she really have a choice now?

Ants are still barely surviving, not to mention humans who have always known how to drive away profits and avoid harm.

When He left, it was the first birth of the sun, and at this moment it was floating in the air like a salted duck egg yolk.