At night, the sky was getting cooler, and the spirit was about to rest, but suddenly the candle flame in the room flickered, and then it went out, and then a dark figure was reflected on the wall, through a small window on the side, and the spirit was really startled, but was covered all of a sudden, and couldn't scream.

"Second sister, it's me."

It was only when she heard the sound that she calmed down, and then there were waves in her heart, and she shouted, "Brother! ”

The prince of Mingxu sat on the edge of the bed, wearing an ink-colored shirt, which looked inconspicuous in the dark night. He exhaled a long breath and sneered in a low voice: "Now that even a painter's residence has to be monitored by a few masters, it seems that the people of this Ning Kingdom are really difficult to deal with." ”

Zhen Ling really didn't expect that she would be able to see her imperial eldest brother again. A year ago, the Ming Dynasty collapsed, and the two fled Anguo, but soon after, they disappeared and never returned.

Zhen Ling's heart was extremely complicated, a feeling that was both sad and depressed arose, and she suddenly spoke: "Brother, where did you leave Anguo?" ”

She had wanted to ask this question for a long time.

Zhen Ming stared at her deeply, and after a moment, he said, "I went to the Shang Kingdom. ”

"Shang Guo?" He was surprised.

"The Shang Kingdom recruited leading generals, so I went." Zhen Ming said.

Zhen Ling seemed to faintly grasp something, "Brother, you ...... Could it be that he still has the intention of revenge against the four countries? ”

"I didn't." Zhen Ming retorted, that handsome face looked more and more heroic in the past year, his eyes were heavy, and what he wanted to say in Zhen Ling's burning gaze finally turned into a sigh, "Do you really think that the original courage and strength of the four small countries alone can really overthrow the Ming Dynasty?" ”

"But brother, isn't it?" "The truth is, they did it, and the nightmare of the Ming Dynasty followed. Brother, the Ming Dynasty no longer exists, and the father no longer exists, and we are just going around in exile, and we can't go back! ”

Zhen Ming was silent for a while, and then shook his head, "At least for now, I can't recognize it yet." ”

"Why?"

"Because there is another person, I will definitely meet for a while, and I must ask clearly. What's more, in this world, if you join for a long time, you will divide for a long time, and you can't eat anything. Second sister, if you don't like these, then it's good to be invisible. Zhen Ming said firmly, "I have now become the general of the first battalion of the Shang State, and I am a little stable, so I can come to look for you." ”

Zhen Ling lowered his head, his eyes drooping slightly, "I am also relieved to know my brother's current situation for the time being." ”

"What happened to the second sister in the Ning Palace, why was she invited into the Ning Palace as a painter, but now she is trapped in this side courtyard?" Zhen Ming pondered for a moment and pondered.

Zhen Ling was surprised, "How did my brother know that I was invited into the Ning Palace as a painter?" ”

Zhen Xuan Ming looked at her with a calm expression, and was speechless for a while.

But it was precisely because of this that Zhen Ling suddenly woke up, she stood up suddenly, and looked at Zhen Ming in shock, "Brother, the person who introduced my painting to the palace was arranged by you, so there is nothing just at all?" ”

Zhen Ming nodded for a while.

"Brother, do you know that the prince of Ningguo knows that I am the second princess of the Ming Dynasty?" Zhen Ling looked at him incredulously, and before he could recover from this conspiracy, he was in a hurry to speak.

Zhen Ming was also stunned when he heard this, and then his eyebrows tightened, and he asked in a deep voice: "Prince Ningguo?" You mean that Helian Yu, the crown prince of Ningguo? ”

"It's him!"

"This shouldn't be the ......," Zhen pondered for a long time.

"He said he once saw me in the Mingxu Palace, my portrait." Zhen Ling said truthfully: "He also said...... It was he who set fire to the Yunhua Palace. ”

Zhen Ming's reaction has not been very big, maybe there is no more thing in this world that has hit him harder.

In the past year, he has lived a very hard and tiring life, but he still survived.

If you ask him that since he finally escaped, he can be an idle cloud and wild crane, why do he still torture himself like this?

He would say with certainty - he was not reconciled.

He was very unwilling.

In one day, he fell directly from the position of Prince Mingxu to a criminal son of the former dynasty and became a dead man, he couldn't accept it, and he didn't want to accept it. He wants to ask for an explanation for himself, but he is really unwilling and unwilling.

So he must go back, walk back to the court that belongs to him, and walk to the position that belongs to him.

Zhen Ming's heart has calmed down a lot in this year, and he has endured a lot, no matter how big something happens, he will not be shocked, and he will not be as angry as before.

But at this moment, his expression changed, and it was the kind of emotion that people couldn't ignore.

Zhen Ming's tone became extremely cautious, and he asked again, "You say, that Prince Ning Guo himself admitted that he burned the Yunhua Palace?" ”

Yunhua Hall is the residence of the eldest princess of Mingxu, and it is also dazzling with the palace of his prince Mingxu. However, he didn't want to pursue those at all now, he just wanted to find out if the Prince of Ning Guo was talking about this sentence to Zhen Ling.

Zhen Ling was surprised by his sudden mood change, but still nodded, "That's right." ”

He was stunned, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the paper window, and the ripples in his heart were stirring, as if a torrent was directly stirring his mind, until everything became a mess.

No, it's not Helian Yu, the prince of Ningguo.

He saw it with his own eyes, heard it with his own eyes, and burned the Yunhua Hall with his own hands—it was the one who stained himself.