The path he chose was extremely remote and desolate, and there were even many weeds on the road that had not been eradicated.

"Yueyou is leading people to search for the eldest princess, yes, ordinary trails and paths, naturally it is impossible to go, the road taken by the burial moon, although it is a little deserted, but few people walk, it is not easy to be discovered, and I hope that the eldest princess will endure again, and after another fork in the road, we will arrive." The night was silent, in the fog, and suddenly, in the silent and oppressive atmosphere, Fuyue suddenly spoke.

Sihan replied in a low voice, and didn't say much, but the hand that was climbing on Fuyue's shoulder was trembling more and more, and his strength was exhausted, and it was difficult to support his weak and painful body.

Fu Yue's hands were still hanging, and she really couldn't raise her hand to support her, Sihan's heart was tight, and she had to work hard to support the whole process.

Probably sensing her increasingly trembling and even powerless state, Fu Yue spoke out again in a timely manner, "The eldest princess insists on holding on, it's almost here." ”

The low voice, even though all emotions were well hidden, but the slight tightness in the tone was slightly abrupt, but it was still captured by Sihan.

Sihan didn't answer, his trembling hands grabbed his shoulders more and more, he was extremely thin and thin, Sihan's fingers were undoubtedly tightly clasped on the bones of his shoulders, but he didn't seem to know the pain, the whole process, the shoulders were grabbed by Sihan, and he didn't say a word.

The two of them still walked forward, the cold wind was blowing, but the more they got to the back, the footsteps of the burial moon became more and more slow, and they had to cross a fork in the road again, and sure enough, they arrived at the funeral moon's residence.

It is a small courtyard, when you first enter the courtyard door, you can smell a burst of plum blossom cold fragrance coming to your nose, refreshing people's hearts, Sihan's confused heart was suddenly shocked by the cold incense, and his mind was clear again, but on the forehead, the water stains were covered, and he fell drop by drop, I don't know whether it was cold sweat or undried lake water.

When he can enter the courtyard door, the funeral moon raised his feet and closed the temple door, at this time, suddenly a famous palace slave in front of him came out of the fog, and swept towards the funeral moon with an anxious face, and waited to see the face of the burial moon, he frowned, the official on his face shrank, and the whole person suddenly cried aggrieved, "Where did the son go, but he died in a hurry, I heard that there were assassins in the palace today, and the emperor also sent the imperial forest army to kill people everywhere, Qingzhu is afraid that the prince will ...... outside."

As soon as the words arrived here, he was choked, perhaps he was too relieved by a surge of emotion, but suddenly, his eyes were red, and he couldn't say anything.

Fuyue sighed and said slowly, "Isn't this coming back?" Qingzhu, you quickly go and boil some hot water, this girl wants to bathe. ”

As soon as these words came out, Qingzhu realized the existence of Sihan, and immediately turned his eyes to look at Sihan, seeing that Sihan's face was pale and soaked, and his hands were fiercely buckled on Fuyue's shoulders, and the whole person was embarrassed, but he was inexplicably dyed with coldness and calmness.

His eyes trembled suddenly, and he immediately gasped, "Gong, Gongzi, who is this girl?" ”

Fu Yue didn't pay attention to him, just moved one step at a time, and walked slowly forward with Sihan again, and after a few steps, he finally said to Qingzhu: "A friend." Don't delay, go and boil the water. ”

Qingzhu was stunned, but he did not delay, and it was not long before he carried the boiled hot water into the house of the burial moon.

At this time, Sihan was sitting on a bamboo chair, slightly draped in a velvet blanket, waiting for Qingzhu to fill the bath bucket with hot water, and the funeral moon next to him led Qingzhu out of the house.

Sihan was tired and unbearable, and the pain in his heart became more and more serious.

She got up slowly, walked to the bathtub, and waited until the whole person was completely submerged in the hot water, only to feel that the cold and painful body was finally gradually relieved, and only the pain in the heart continued to enter the marrow little by little, tormenting and churning.

Outside, the cold wind is cold, the fog is layered, and the heaven and earth are dim and mottled, and desolate.

On the ground in the courtyard, a series of water droplets gradually meandered into the house, those water droplets were the water dripping from Sihan's body, and the burial moon stood quietly outside the door, and her eyes fell quietly on the water droplets on the ground, slightly distracted.

Qingzhu still stood quietly beside him, rubbing his hands slightly in his sleeves, but even so, his hands were still cold and tight, without any warmth and heat. He didn't say anything, but his mood fluctuated wildly, and he was really uneasy. After staying for a long time, seeing that his son-in-law was still unmoved, he frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally coughed dryly.

For a moment, the silence around him was broken by his sudden coughing.

Fu Yue also responded to the situation, and her eyes finally fell on him, but as if she knew that he had something on her mind, she opened her mouth and asked, "Do you have something to say to me?" ”

These words hit the nail on the head, Qingzhu nodded hurriedly, his brows furrowed again, and he said very seriously: "Childe, in the entire harem, there are no palace maids, not to mention that there are other women who can enter the courtyard of the son." Therefore, today the woman openly entered your son's yard and bathed in your house, which may not be appropriate. In case the Emperor knows that the prince has led a woman into your courtyard and used your bath bucket, you will not be able to ...... the Emperor."

Fuyue's pupils shrank slightly, her face showed a little coldness, and her gaze slowly moved away from the green bamboo surface.

Even before Qingzhu could speak, he had already interrupted in a calm and distant voice, "No." It was I who brought that girl into this courtyard, and even let her use my bath tub, so I won't blame the emperor. ”

Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously choked after speaking, looking at the funeral moon in a daze.

Fuyue was silent for a moment, her dark pupils met Qingzhu's stunned eyes, her thin lips opened slightly, and she said in a silent and distant voice: "Emperor Taishang, dead." ”

As soon as the scattered words came out, Qingzhu was suddenly scared and faded, and even his body staggered unsteadily, and under the last few shakes, the whole person fell to the ground suddenly.

His face turned pale, and he looked at the burial moon with horror and trembling, "Too, too, too emperor, too emperor, he, he, he's dead?" ”

He couldn't speak, he was intermittent, and the trembling of his voice became more and more abrupt.

Fu Yue stood quietly in place, looking at him condescendingly, the cold wind wantonly blew his black hair and robes squarely, and the whole person inexplicably revealed a distant cold air. He didn't speak immediately, just stared at Qingzhu quietly, as if he was slightly distracted.

After a while, he took his eyes off the green bamboo again, his pupils sank, and he said coldly and complicatedly: "Yes, it's dead, it's weird to die so suddenly." The British Palace is about to change. It's a pity that Yueyou, too, took the wrong path, climbed the wrong lord, the emperor died, and the next one should be Yueyou......"

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In the middle of the night, the cold wind rose, the lanterns on the eaves swayed, and the dim light and shadow swayed endlessly.

The surrounding place is cold and cold, but no matter how cold it is, it can't compare to the coldness of the words of the burial moon.

Qingzhu's face was pale, and he trembled uncontrollably, and for a while, his emotions surged, and he couldn't speak.

Fu Yue didn't say anything more, her eyes fell faintly at the end of the fog in front of her, her face was calm and indifferent, but her pupils seemed to be making a sound, and the whole person was motionless, and her thin figure was inexplicably cold, giving people a lonely and sad atmosphere for no reason. After staying for a while, the cold wind around him became more and more vigorous, and the burial moon finally came back to his senses, he wanted to raise his hand to gather the wide robe, but there was a piercing pain in his wrist, he was caught off guard and gasped, stunned for a moment, and then realized that his hands were not healed, and the pain was intense.

His brow furrowed, and he sighed.

At this time, Qingzhu was also provoked by his sigh, his eyes trembled and he looked at the burial moon, and stammered intermittently: "Gong, Gongzi, now that the emperor is dead, this palace, this palace has become the emperor's dominance." Yueyou Gongzi took refuge in the emperor, he should have voted for the Ming Lord, how could he be the next person to die? After all, after all, the emperor was dissatisfied with the princes in the palace, and this time the emperor gained great power and became the master of the British, and the next person to deal with must be the sons of the harem. ”

As soon as the words arrived here, he seemed to suddenly think of something, his expression was panicked, and the whole person hurriedly got up from the ground with his hands and feet, and said in a tight voice: "Childe, you can't stay here for a long time, Qingzhu and an old man outside the palace who often sends ingredients to the imperial dining room acquainted, we will go to the imperial dining room to guard, maybe it will not be long before the sky is bright, the old man will send the ingredients into the palace, and when the time comes, we will go out of the palace with his carriage." ”

As he spoke, his voice became more and more urgent, "Childe, go with Qingzhu." ”

The long words were uttered by him in an anxious voice.

It's just that as soon as these words came out, Fu Yue still stood in place, unmoved, and even his face was not moved, as if he didn't listen to his words at all.

Qingzhu became more and more anxious, and was about to speak again, but before he could speak, Fu Yue had suddenly turned his eyes, and the pair of pitch-black pupils that seemed to be dull met his eyes, which were extremely empty, and when he was caught off guard for a moment, Fu Yue suddenly spoke: "The palace has long been heavily guarded, how can I allow you and me to escape." ”

Qingzhu frowned, and the look of anxiety and panic on his pale face became more and more obvious, "Are we going to wait for death here?" As he spoke, he still turned the topic around without giving up, "Childe, the old man who sent ingredients to the imperial dining room has been sending ingredients to the imperial dining room for several years, and generally when he enters and leaves the palace, the guards will not check him too much, as long as we hide it in his carriage, we will be able to leave the palace safely." As long as we leave the palace, the emperor will kill whoever he likes, it has nothing to do with us, and we can really have no worries about our lives, Childe! ”

"The national capital is broken, do you think that even if you leave the Forbidden Palace, you will not be killed on the streets of the national capital? Nowadays, everyone in the capital is in danger and their lives are unstable, and if they want to really live, there is only one way to do it. ”

Before all the green bamboo tail notes fell, Fu Yue replied again in a low voice.

Qingzhu forcibly pressed his heart, and cautiously asked to the funeral moon: "Childe, what is the method?" ”

He really didn't know what else he could do to avoid death at this time except to escape from the palace. If the emperor is still there, he will naturally not be so ruthless as to kill all the sons in the palace, but now that the emperor is completely in power, the situation is completely different from the past, and the emperor has died of his mother, maybe he will sprinkle all his resentment on the sons of the harem, so that all the sons are not in danger, and how can they, the attendants around the sons, be spared?

The more I thought about it, the more difficult it was to hide the tension in my heart, and the trembling all over my body had already penetrated into my heart, as if I was going to turn the whole person's body and even my mind apart.

At this time, Fu Yue had slowly moved his gaze away from him, and then his thin lips opened, and he said in a distant and majestic voice: "The woman in the door is you and me...... The way to survive. ”

The short and distant words did not name too much, and there was no doubt that there were words in the words, and it was these words that fell into Qingzhu's ears, which were really mysterious and could not be understood. He frowned, trying hard to think about his son's words, for a while, he was puzzled, and after a while, he finally mustered up the courage to ask again: "Childe, why is the girl in the house our way to survive?" What is that holy girl who can save us? ”

As he spoke, his thoughts flipped over, and he suddenly came back to his senses and exclaimed: "Could it be that she is the emperor's most favored concubine, the prince saved her tonight, and the emperor will be grateful to us because of her, so as to let us go?" ”

He thought hard, and tried hard to express his speculation, although he knew that his speculation was a little unrealistic, but now in order to survive, even if this speculation was extremely unusual, he still said it, as if he wanted to work hard to make himself feel at ease, and he couldn't say that what he guessed was really the truth, so that he would really save the life of his son and his son.

It's just that as soon as these words fell, the sudden words from Fuyue suddenly shattered his beating heart again, "Qingzhu, you are confused, for so many years, have you seen which concubine in the palace the emperor favored?" It's just a leak. The tool of desire, who can get the emperor's true favor, is that the people in the house are not the emperor's favorite concubines, but the emperor's ...... Emperor and Queen. The burial moon was far away and silent.

In an instant, Qingzhu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his legs were once again uncontrollable, and he said tremblingly: "The ...... of the Emperor of the Great Zhou The Emperor? The Emperor of the Great Zhou who is about to attack our Great Britain, the Empress Emperor? ”

"Yes, a man in troubled times, a daughter of a woman. That Emperor of the Great Zhou can get such a woman, which is a good match. And such a woman, fearless, and simple, may be the death of the emperor tonight, it is...... From her. It was only a moment before the burial moon spoke again.

These words suddenly entered his ears, Qingzhu's face was so pale, his whole body trembled like a sieve, and after the funeral moon was finished, his heart trembled like an explosion, and the whole person staggered to the ground again, his eyes rolled white, and he roared hoarsely in horror, "She killed the emperor!" Childe, she killed the Emperor! The sin of extermination, the sin of extermination, we harbor her tonight, and we will ......."

The intermittent voice was trembling, hoarse and hideous, but before the words were finished, he was completely frightened and fainted.

Fuyue sighed, glanced at Qingzhu, and then his gaze fell back into the mist in front of him again, full of depression and loneliness, motionless.

It was half an hour, and there was a sudden movement in the room behind him, and the water splash was broken, as if someone was taking a bath.

Only then did he come back to his senses, and his eyes subconsciously mocked as soon as the carved wooden door behind him fell, and at this time, a deep voice had risen in the room, "Burial Moon, come in." ”

The short words, even though they are still a little hoarse, are majestic and majestic, and they are so cold that people can't refuse.

The burial moon was contemporary, and he did not delay, turned around slightly, and walked forward slowly, pushing the door in.

There was only one candle in the hall, and the light was not bright, and when the door opened, the cold wind poured in, and it almost blew out the only candle flame.

The funeral moon immediately closed the door of the palace with his hand, in the swaying of light and shadow, his eyes swept towards the house, and he saw that a light purple veil was inexplicably missing on the beam, and the bedding on the couch disappeared, and the woman who was sitting on the soft collapse, her wet hair was scattered, her body was wrapped in a futon, and her neck was still exposed with a gauze that seemed to be wrapped in several layers.

"Do you have clean clothes?"

At this moment, before he could fully approach, the woman on the couch had already spoken.

Funeral Moon gathered her mind again, nodded slowly, and said calmly: "There is just a robe rewarded by the Emperor Taishang in the past, and Funeral Moon has not worn it, but the eldest princess can wear it." ”

As soon as his voice fell, he had already changed direction and walked towards the cabinet on the right, and then took out a neatly folded robe from the cabinet and walked towards Sihan.

"Although the style of the robe is average, it is satin-top, and there is a jacket sewn inside, which should be extremely warm from the cold." Standing in front of Sihan, he still spoke to Sihan in a calm voice, and then moved forward with both hands, put the robe on Sihan's side, and then without waiting for Sihan to speak, he turned around and walked out of the house again, and went to the palace door tightly.

Sihan didn't delay, lowered his eyes and swept towards his robe, and then began to move and quickly change into it. When everything was finished, he had called Funeral Moon into the house again, and instructed Funeral Moon to start making tea for her.

The cold night is cold, not to mention the cold wind that is constantly blowing, and it is cool and thin.

Sihan's expression moved slightly, and he casually watched the action of Fuyue making tea, and said in a low voice: "What about the palace slave who serves you?" ”

"I'm unconscious." Fu Yue's complexion did not change, and she spoke slowly.

Si Han raised the corner of his eyes, and his gaze swept around his face, but at this moment, he suddenly raised his head to meet Si Han's eyes, and continued: "Fu Yue told him the identity of the eldest princess, and he fainted after hearing it. ”

Sihan sneered, "You are a master and servant, and you will even tell him the identity of the palace." ”

Fuyue sighed and said slowly: "It's not that Fuyue wants to tell him affectionately from the master and servant, but that his life is not Fuyue's, yes, although Fuyue is not afraid to save the eldest princess, and I'm not afraid of affecting myself, but I can't affect others, yes, some."