In Fengzhao Palace, Minxiu Palace, Wen Xiuyu and Wen Cairen were reclining on their soft collapse, holding the stove in one hand and snorting melon seeds in the other, and the hem of their clothes fell to the ground, revealing their slender and well-proportioned calves. The warm tent is incense, the Qiluo embroidered tent, and the air is filled with ambiguous breath.

"It's going to be March, why is it still so cold." After snorting for a long time, as if he felt bored, Wen Cairen arrogantly threw the melon seeds in his hand, and then got up and slowly stretched. The maidservant girl on the side was collecting the melon seeds, and while thinking of a way to relieve Wen Cairen's boredom, she chattered: "Only then do you know that the prime minister's family has been punished by the nine clans, but you say it's not strange, but all the adults are dead, so only one yellow-mouthed child ran out, and now he is wanted in the whole country, and the bounty is expensive." ”

"Well, it's kind of weird." Wen Xiuyu was still fiddling with her nails, and suddenly remembered something, and said with a smug smile, "Eh, do you know that Chu Changting, the eldest daughter of the prime minister's family, has a foxy and demonic spirit, and she is the most popular when she enters the palace to participate in the banquet. In the end, he was given to General Shen, thinking that his luck was so good, but it turned out that he didn't get the body of a criminal minister, and he died without a place to be buried, hahahahahaha. ”

The maidservant hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Be cautious! You can't talk nonsense! ”

"What are you afraid of, everyone is dead, can you still turn into a ghost to ask for my life?" Wen Xiuyu has been arrogant and domineering since she was a child, and she has not restrained herself at all, her laughter is becoming more and more rampant, and her voice is getting higher and higher, "It really made me breathe a bad breath, a coquettish woman like this should not end well!" ”

Wen Cairen arrogantly belittled Chu Changting, and the fat powder on her face fell off one after another, but her face still looked as white as a ghost. She was born ordinary, and she was even inferior to the other concubines in the harem. If you are usually a little dignified and quiet in front of people, you look well-behaved and cute, but when you arrive at people, you will look arrogant and rude, and you will lose the softness and gentleness of a woman.

The handmaid shall not persuade, nor shall she be persuaded. I can only run to the door of the house and close the door, so as not to let my master's gaffe be heard and looked at by others.

As if he had mocked Chu Changting enough, Wen Cairen sat back on the collapse and asked the maid to fetch some pastries to eat. Just as she was satisfied, there was a sudden bustle outside.

"The emperor has arrived—"

Wen Cairen was shocked, the emperor had never come to see her in the past few months since she entered the palace, which really flattered her. She hurriedly sorted out her demeanor and prepared to go out to greet her, who knew that as soon as she walked to the door, she bumped into Yi Lunhuan who came in a hurry, she hurriedly bowed and saluted, Yi Lunhuan waved her big hand to signal her to get up, and retreated all the subordinates. For a moment, it was just the two of them in the room.

Just when Wen Cairen didn't know what to say, Yi Lunhuan suddenly spoke: "Hibiscus warm tent, soft glutinous pastries, Wen Cairen is so interested." ”

Wen Cairen was stunned for a moment, and didn't understand what Yi Lunhuan's brainless sentence meant-which mother's house would not have these things? She had to bow her head and smile, and said softly: "The emperor has raised the concubine." ”

"Lift?" Yi Lunhuan suddenly sneered, was furious, got up and stepped forward, and pressed Wen Cairen on the collapse with his big hand.

Although this posture is ambiguous, for some reason, it makes Wen Cairen's scalp numb and shudder. She stammered, "The Emperor...... Your Majesty, you are ......"

Before she could finish speaking, Yi Lunhuan grabbed her neck impatiently, and her slender fingers suddenly retracted, so that Wen Xiuyu didn't even have the strength to resist. She stared at Yi Lunhuan with wide eyes, her face full of fear and puzzlement. But Yi Lunhuan didn't care about it at all, the strength in his hand became bigger and bigger, he looked down at Wen Xiuyu's face that was gradually turning blue, and his voice was cold, like a rakshasa from hell.

"I see that you are bold and rotten, but you also know that the sky is high and the earth is thick?"

"What kind of posture does she have, you come to chew your tongue, and you deserve it?"

"If you have such a long tongue, go and talk to the king of Hades."

"The Emperor, the Emperor... Plentiful... Fate..."Wen Xiuyu struggled, laboriously saying a few words, her voice weak and hoarse. As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that her neck was broken with a click, and then the world spun around, and her eyes went black, and she died.

Yi Lunhuan threw Wen Xiuyu aside like garbage, glanced at her with disgust, and then strode out of the door, and said in a cold voice: "Wen Cairen suddenly contracted a vicious disease and died violently, and was buried with the rites of a woman, and gave the Wen family Wen Weilongzheng six grades on the Zhaowu Captain, the title is hereditary, and he is comforted with one hundred taels of gold to show comfort." ”

After that, Yi Lunhuan walked out of Yuxiu Palace without staying for a moment, and then lowered his head and whispered to Mei Rong: "Throw it into the mass grave, don't be buried in the imperial mausoleum, it will hinder my eyes." And today's little maids and little eunuchs, I made them. ”

The maidservants and eunuchs of Wen Cairen below immediately cried when they heard the bad news, some cried about Wen Cairen's death, and some cried for their own bad luck. In addition, there were also some people who suspected that Wen Cairen's death was really strange, but they succumbed to Long Wei and didn't dare to speak out, so they had to bow their heads deeply and sigh secretly.

On the battlefield, corpses are strewn all over the ground, and the land is cracked. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of viscous sweat wafted through the thick air, making the air solid, covered with a layer of brownish yellow and oil, gloomy clouds, and the red sun was dull.

Several scattered groups of soldiers supported each other and walked back, and Shen Liangchen walked in the front, his face full of congealed blood.

In this battle just now, you came and went, and they didn't give in to each other. Although Tianzhuo narrowly won, it was still a lost soldier and suffered a lot of casualties.

Back in the barracks of Yuanye County, Shen Liangchen, who was extremely tired, couldn't support it and sat on the chair, a few red crosses on the earthy yellow map in front of him, three fortresses had already been lost, if Nan Yaoyue broke through the last fortress held in danger today, Yuanye County, and even Qingyi City would be in danger.

Shen Liangchen's brows were furrowed, and his face was indescribably serious and anxious. At present, Nan Yaoyue's offensive is becoming more and more fierce, and the food brought back by Mei Yan from Wu'a Country does not know when it will arrive, and the reinforcements that she asked Feng Zhao for are also delayed. Originally, they were overwhelmed, and they took back all the cities that Nan Yaoyue had taken back in three days, but after that, their supplies became less and less, and the fight became more and more difficult. Most of the troops he brought with him were killed and wounded, and they were in a state of exhaustion of ammunition and food, and now they were trapped in the fortress of Yuanye County.

A soldier walked into Shen Liangchen's military tent with food, and after putting down the meal, he said distressedly: "The general has been sleepless for several nights, hurry up and eat some food." ”

"I'm not hungry, so give this food to my brothers." Shen Liangchen waved his hand, his voice was extremely hoarse. At this moment, Mei Yan came in a hurry, and the soldier who delivered the meal retreated when he saw her coming, but still left the meal on the table.

When Shen Liangchen saw Mei Yan, his sleepy eyes suddenly had a brilliance. He stood up on his feet, but stepped back into his chair in shock when he heard the news.

"Wu'a country, like Liangnan this year, has been dry for a year. It was the king of the country who was sympathetic to the people, and he had just distributed all the grain and grass in the treasury not long ago. Now the treasury of the country of A-ho is also a little empty, and even if the king and Princess Showa have the heart to borrow food, they can't afford to borrow food. ”

"How I've never heard of this." Shen Liangchen frowned, and a bad premonition pressed on his heart.

"General Shen, rest assured, Feng Zhao's reinforcements are about to arrive."

"What's the use of only reinforcements, without food and grass, it's only a matter of time before you can't hold on." Shen Liangchen closed his eyes, only to feel that his brain was buzzing, and his headache seemed to be cracking.

"General Shen is tired, rest early." Mei Yan didn't pay attention to Shen Liangchen's words, but just hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Shen Liangchen felt irritable at the moment, and a bad premonition was entrenched in his heart. The mountains and rivers outside the tent were far away, and he suddenly felt that he was so far away from the arrogant figure in the main hall, so far that he never seemed to have entered his heart, never understood what he was thinking, and what he wanted. At this time, he was in a crisis, and all he could give himself was what ordinary emperors could give to soldiers. Those promises, those warmth, those worries, seem to appear less and less between them.

Shen Liangchen didn't understand why Yi Lunhuan was so abnormal recently, and he had already noticed it when he wanted to push off the wedding and rush to the battlefield non-stop. But everything seems so logical, but when you think about it, it seems unusual everywhere.

Why, alas, the authorities are always confused. Being too confident in what you see in the world will make you lose sight of your situation, judge by past experience, and believe in the life of friendship. And when change creeps in, these people will be like frogs in warm water, and when the boiling heat falls from the sky, when the intact skin bursts inch by inch, when the world in their hearts burns and collapses, when they repent, it is too late.

By then, they had already lost too much.

Just like many years later, when Shen Liangchen recalled again where the relationship between him and Yi Lunhuan began to crack, he had an epiphany. It was not when he asked Yi Lunhuan for his marriage to Chu Changting, but when he was in Hanlin, when he carried a sword to help him ascend to the throne, when he was a master with great military achievements, and when he was stupid and confused his brothers and ministers, he still thought that Yi Lunhuan was still the prince who was close to him, not a decisive emperor.

The years are long, and some people need to take their own lives to understand some truths.

Before reinforcements arrived, Nan Yaoyue attacked again. The arrow is on the string, Shen Liangchen can't care about anything else, he can only put on armor and go into battle, although Jun Xiu's face does not have the demeanor of a young man in the past, but there is still the coldness of the iron-blooded general who is not angry but mighty, and there is a little tiredness but awe-inspiring momentum between his eyebrows.

When the two armies confronted each other, Shen Liangchen squinted at the leader of the other party, but found that it was a woman. Although Nan Yaoyue women often wear themselves into battle and charge to kill the enemy, it is the first time he has seen such a female soldier with fine skin and tender flesh. I saw that the woman was dressed in a sassy military uniform, with dark skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, short and plump, and a delicate but somewhat strong heroic face.

"Who are you, report your name?" Shen Liangchen pointed at the woman with his sword, and Ben Jing under his crotch turned around twice in place, and there was a fierce aura in his eyes.