With a chill in his back, Jin Se's figure paused at the door, and after two seconds, he stepped forward casually, sideways around the courtyard wall, and disappeared into the white eyes of Shanggong.

The man's wailing voice soon spread, and Jin Se's steps became faster and faster, and his face became whiter and paler, until he left the gloomy and entrenched Regent's Palace, and finally let go of his heart.

Standing beside the carriage and turning back, Jin Se was beautiful and staring, looking at the tall and heavy courtyard wall of the Regent's Palace.

"Niangniang," Ah Yang asked her, "are you afraid?" ”

Afraid, of course afraid.

But that's nothing compared to skinning and dying.

“…… Don't be afraid," she turned around, her cold and trembling hand grasping Ah Yang's arm, "Let's go back to the palace." ”

Jin Se took a deep breath, Ah Yang lifted the curtain, and she sat quietly inside, hiding in the dark. And at the moment when she entered the carriage, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the palace.

Burst.

Something was thrown, blood stained the ground red, and the man with twisted limbs let out a hysterical howl, left far behind by the carriage.

When the carriage was about to disappear, Jin Se opened the small window behind the carriage, and by the weak moonlight, he saw that the gate of the palace was closed, and the man fell to the ground struggling in pain, and no one paid attention.

She was silent, lowered the curtain, and remembered Shanggong Baiqing's cold and indifferent face in her mind.

Shanggong Bai's name is white, but his person is black.

Not only is the heart black, but the clothes he wears also like black, and the bedroom where he lives is also black, and the only thing that is so bright that people are probably only the skin.

The skin is full of healthy white, not the kind of cold white that is as white as frost and snow, and looks like a false cold white, but a white that is translucent and red in the white, and the blood is upright, and it is only because of his lazy temperament, indifference and even some inexplicable numbness that it will give people a feminine illusion.

Although she didn't see the end of the book, it was clearly written in the book that although Shanggong Bai acted cruelly and toughly, he was energetic, energetic, and spirited, and he was always excited to seek the usurpation of the throne?

Why is it different?

The night is getting darker, and the sky is full of stars.

Shanggong Bai stood by the window, looking up at the perennial dim lanterns of the palace, and did not move for a long time.

This palace is famous in the Great Zhou, and now it is very prosperous, in the eyes of everyone, it is more important than the palace, but what Shanggong Bai saw was a fire.

A fire that burns all the power, status, wealth, hard work, prestige, and nobility.

The person who set the fire was his nephew, who had never looked at him, but it was his brother who used to mean something, the first emperor.

Emperor ...... When he was alive, he calculated him, and he single-handedly brought about death.

It wasn't until the end that Shanggong Bai knew that the brother who had taken care of him since he was a child had been secretly jealous of himself, and used him as a tool to temper his young son when he trusted him wholeheartedly.

How ridiculous.

When everyone around him was calculated, in the end, the nephew still came to "send him on the road" in a high-sounding manner, carrying a good coffin, forcing him to be loyal to the emperor.

- Uncle, nephew has come to see you to see your father. My father has missed my uncle for a long, long time. Come, send the regent on the road, and be loyal to the first emperor!

What a "loyalty".

What a loyal ......

"Lord Wang."

The face that had not been seen for a long time came to the front, and Zhu Dian served hot tea. The fragrance of the tea was light, and the white mist curled up, blurring the blood-drenched face in the memory.

"The people of the Lu family are really following the imperial concubine Niangniang, most of them want to ask Niangniang about the situation of the prince, but they have been stopped by us." Zhu Dian lit the lantern, "This time it's thanks to the Jin family, otherwise tomorrow morning, I'm afraid that the court will explode, and the Lu family will definitely try every means to squeeze the prince out of the position of regent." ”

Shanggong Bai was noncommittal, and calmly took the tea bowl, the jasper tea bowl was filled with light green tea soup, and the bowl was warm and warmed the palm.

Looking at the tea soup with his eyes, Shanggong Bai's eyes suddenly fell on the cuffs and secretly embroidered, "Don't worry about him, jumping clown." ”

Zhu was surprised, "Lord Wang, aren't you going to pursue it?" ”

Shanggong Bai took a sip of tea, and tasted a familiar bitter taste on his tongue and tip, and suddenly paused, "...... This tea is Biluochun. ”

"Huh?" Zhu was stunned for a moment, puzzled by this sudden change of topic, nodded and said, "It's Biluochun, doesn't the prince like Biluochun the most?" He smiled and said: "It was only sent from Dongting Lake, and the first emperor explained in his early years that the tea garden only provided tea to the prince, and it was not even used in the palace." ”

Shanggong Bai glanced at him, but put down the tea bowl, the temperature of his palm quickly dissipated, and said coldly: "Changed." ”