At night, I can't see my fingers.

When Heyi walked into the dungeon of Dali Temple, there was a burst of dampness, accompanied by the darkness that seemed to be indissolvable in front of him, and he couldn't help frowning.

Although the two guards behind him were carrying lanterns, they could only illuminate the area in front of them.

The darkness around him made him feel like a beast, ready to devour him at any moment.

This sense of foreboding has not been felt for a long time.

Ever since the fire in the palace that year and Zhu Feng ended the reign of the previous emperor, he has not felt like this for a long time.

The guards behind him noticed his hesitation and whispered, "My lord? ”

Heyi came back to his senses: "Huh? ”

"It's just ahead."

"Hmm."

He was ordered to come to Dali Temple overnight to investigate, and King Ning's case was special, it was a felony of rebellion, unlike other people in prison, there were still people who came to visit, even if the emperor allowed it, no one dared to cause trouble at this time.

Therefore, all the people that King Ning came into contact with were the people in Dali Temple.

And just now, he had met with all the people who had come into contact with King Ning, and there was almost no problem.

Only the last one remains, the keeper of the dungeon.

Although he is just a small person, if it is ordinary, there is no need for him to interrogate at all, but King Ning was poisoned in front of the emperor, this matter is not trivial, and he can only do everything in detail.

So, to the dungeon.

Seeing that it was too dark ahead, the two guards walked up to him to guide him and said, "My lord, the cell where His Royal Highness King Ning is being held is in front, and the guards are also in front. ”

They talked as they walked.

After a while, they reached the door of the cell, but as soon as they approached, all three of them froze.

The cell was supposed to be empty, but at this moment, a black shadow was hanging in the air, swaying.

It turned out to be a corpse!

"Oops!"

One of the guards shouted, rushed forward, kicked open the cell door, and shone the light with the lantern in his hand.

It's the caretaker of that dungeon.

He fell in the middle of his cell, a hemp rope around his neck and hanging from the skylight overhead.

The cold moonlight shone down through the skylight and shone on his pale face.

The blood that flowed from his eyes, mouth and nose was a chilling green.

The two guards immediately panicked, and said helplessly: "How can this be? ”

"How could he—poisoned too?"

"Is it suicide?"

"Could it be that King Ning is him-"

Heyi didn't say a word, just stood outside the cell, through a row of thick fences, and looked coldly at the dangling corpse.

On the face, there was not a trace of expression.

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In the next two days, news came one by one.

Zhu Feng only felt that the clouds hanging over his head, or rather, the dark clouds over the imperial city were a little thicker.

People who have been in contact with King Ning, after taking poison, hang Liang "committed suicide".

He wanted to find Emperor Gao's living note in the palace, but as early as that year, when he attacked the imperial city, the living note hall was burned down, and all the things of that year were lost in that sea of fire.

And those who knew those things back then have already disappeared one by one with the passage of time and his original martyrdom.

Suddenly, he realized that he couldn't find anything.

As Zhu Xuan said before he died, although he is the Ninety-Five Emperor and rich from all over the world, he is completely ignorant of who he was born to and who raised him.

He is not even as good as an ordinary person.

When thinking like this, Zhu Feng sat behind the imperial case, his two hands grabbed the edge of the table hard, his knuckles were snow-white, and those eyes, because they had not slept for two whole days, were covered with red bloodshots, and they looked even more hideous to the point of madness.

Seeing him like this, Heyi and Xu Miaoyin were nervous.

After experiencing the previous time, they knew too well how much influence their life experience would have on Zhu Feng.

And the most terrifying thing is -

For the first time, he was still young at that time, and Emperor Gao could completely control him.

The second time, after the altar, he had already started killing in the palace, but fortunately, he met the concubine at that time, so that he lost his mind for a moment, and Heyi was lucky to restrain him.

However, not always you can be so lucky.

They have no way to control what will happen if there is a third time.

But the emperor is not something that everyone can control.

Moreover, after reporting the incident, although Zhu Feng exuded a terrifying aura, he did not kill directly like the last time, which made them feel a little lucky.

Maybe this time, Zhu Feng will not be affected by the past again?

Thinking of this, they all looked at him cautiously.

The entire imperial study was oppressed by a suffocating aura, and after being silent for a long time, Zhu Feng sat in the chair and said in a deep voice: "You guys, go down." ”

Heyi and Ye Yi hesitated.

Xu Miaoyin said softly: "Your Majesty, the concubine will stay and accompany the emperor." ”

"No need."

Zhu Feng was expressionless, and said coldly: "I want to be alone." ”

“……”

"All out!"

Everyone had nothing to say at this time, so they could only cautiously exit the imperial study.

As soon as he closed the door, Ye Zhen frowned and looked back at Heyi: "Bull nose old way, what to do this time, you say it yourself!" ”

Heyi was silent for a moment.

Xu Miaoyin said on the side: "The emperor's situation this time seems to be different from before. ”

Heyi said: "Because this time, it is very short to forget the last time I used it. ”

“……”

"He didn't have time to regain some of his senses."

"You mean—"

Heyi looked at Ye Xu: "Do you remember what you often say, the emperor is good at killing people in his dreams?" ”

Ye Zhen nodded.

In fact, they all know very well that Zhu Feng has been plagued by dreams, and his thirst for killing is often accompanied by his dreams.

He will become murderous due to the influence of dreams.

Heyi said: "But this time, after using Taishang Forgetfulness, the emperor seems to rarely have such a dream." ”

“……”

"In other words, the impact of his memory on him is decreasing."

Ye Chen's eyes widened: "Is it true?" ”

Heyi was silent for a moment and said, "I guess." ”

"You-"

Ye Zhen had an angry expression on his face.

But on the other side, Xu Miaoyin said: "This palace thinks that Heyi's words are right, these days, the emperor does not seem to be affected by dreams anymore." ”

“……”

"Of course, maybe it's because the time before using Taishang is too short, and those dreams haven't had time to appear."

Heyi was silent for a while, and then said: "I think there is another person who may also have some influence. ”

"Who?"

"Concubine."