The sky has changed.

The wind swept the thatch on the street to the sky, and the hawkers who shouted for the stalls to race against time with God did not escape the torrential rain that fell on their heads and faces.

The sound of raindrops on the roof of the carriage was broken and annoying. Some rain was blown in by the open curtain, and it was cold and painful to slap on the face.

The victory urged the groom to step up, and the groom raised his whip and galloped all the way.

Gotta kill him.

When Ming Yun suddenly thought of this sentence in his mind, he was startled.

He remembered that Yuerao was not stained with dust, and looked at the corpses in the courtyard and spoke to him.

She said that you are the only one who knows about this.

Mingyun held his hands, the rain on his face was not wiped off, and he looked ahead with a hollow look in his eyes.

It would be nice if he could know everything.

Quan Sheng held an umbrella, for fear of drenching His Royal Highness.

Mingyun walked very firmly with every step, he carried his robe, and for the first time found that the road was so long when he entered the palace, and the extended steps lined the palace high and far. The rain has been much lighter, and it is not so noisy to knock on the bluestone slab, but now it seems to be playing a song of palace.

He was stunned for a while, his feet slipped and almost fell off the steps, so frightened that Quan Sheng threw away his umbrella, and shouted to hold the soulless Mingyun and said, "Your Highness, look at the road." ”

Mingyun flashed, and dragged back the soul that was floating outside.

The road is still this road, and there will still be bumps in the road after countless walks.

Mingyun squinted, turned his head to look at Quan Sheng, and stopped talking.

"What's wrong, Your Highness."

Sensing Mingyun's hesitation, Quan Sheng's voice was much gentler, and he asked, "Are you scared?" ”

"Is there really a dead man in the royal family?"

The question Ming Yun asked was a bit out of line.

Naturally, there are dead soldiers, but they are only loyal to the emperor, and it is not for nothing that the prince raises the dead. But now Mingyun has not left the house independently, where did the dead come from?

Looking at Quan Sheng's unpredictable face, he had already guessed, and he lowered his head and didn't ask any more.

Life is always unpredictable, isn't it? Chu doesn't live long, doesn't Yuerao's life be long? She didn't die.

Mingyun clenched his fists, no matter whether the person who appeared today was Chu Buxiu or not, he had to die.

Mingyun swallowed his saliva, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, walked to the door of the hall and turned around and said, "You go down." I am tired. ”

"After drinking the ginger soup for a while, rest Your Highness, it's not good if you catch the cold."

Ming Yun's eyebrows were soft, and he smiled coldly and said, "Okay." ”

Mingyun wasn't really sleepy, but he was really tired.

I didn't eat well or sleep well for several days, but now I have a plan and fall asleep as soon as I dip my head into bed.

Yun Mi heard that Mingyun was back, but he never saw anyone come to visit, and he was just about to find someone to ask Quansheng and hurriedly came to report.

"How is General Chu's health?"

"The slave doesn't look like a person who has just recovered from a serious illness, and he is in good spirits."

"Yes."

Yun Mi didn't say much, peeled the oranges on the table, and patiently removed the white silk on the orange petals: "Maybe I'm tired, rest for two days." ”

"The minion thinks it's ......"

Quan Sheng was so protective of His Royal Highness, thinking of the experience of being turned away, he was naturally upset, and he was just about to complain to Chu Buxiu but suddenly felt that His Majesty was not interested, and to put it bluntly, he might be taken aside, so he said it halfway but stopped saying it.

Yun Mi really couldn't bear it, and didn't hear the follow-up look up: "What?" ”

His Majesty asked, Quan Sheng was even more embarrassed, and shook his head: "Back to Your Majesty, it's okay." ”

"Say whatever you want." Yun Mi frowned.

Quan Sheng squeezed his hands and said with a nervous look; "It's that something went wrong when His Royal Highness visited the palace today."

"Huh?"

Yun Mi really sat up, propped up his hands and said, "Go on." ”

"At first, the people in the palace were desperately trying to stop them, as if they were afraid of being seen, so they didn't let His Royal Highness and his servants in. It wasn't until the general came forward that he was able to enter the palace. ”

Quan Sheng sighed: "I don't know what the general said to His Royal Highness, the slave was far away and didn't listen, but looking at His Royal Highness, his heart was heavy all the way, and his face was not very good." As soon as he came back, he stuffed himself in the house, alas. ”

Yun Mi didn't go to Chu Buxiu, it was really not because he didn't care. Although the task is completed, the husband's mission has not yet been found.

In the free phase after the task is completed, she doesn't have any endless values to display, but she always feels that there will always be changes after the moon.

Mingyun is different, he can see the data intuitively.

Not to mention what is the meaning behind the toss of the General's Mansion, Yun Mi at this time is even more curious about what Mingyun heard and saw.

"I'm going to take a look."

Yun Mi didn't eat the peeled oranges, and the wrapped white silk was picked clean and placed on the glass plate to be clear and attractive, but no matter how good the appearance was, who knew what would become of the entrance.

"Let's kill Chu Buxiu."

Yun Mi did a lot of calculations about this sentence, but he didn't calculate that this would be what Mingyun should say.

When Yun Mi arrived in the hall, Mingyun was still sleeping. She didn't bother, she looked around Mingyun's desk, the recent words have grown, although the strokes are immature but decent, and the handwriting is clear.

Mingyun copied Jun Ce's book, and the old stubborn teachers here still relied on rote memorization and copying to improve the king's knowledge literacy. In Mingyun's hands, these are just books used to practice calligraphy.

After waiting for two hours, when Ming Yun sat up from the bed, he said such a terrifying thing without waiting for Yun Mi to ask.

"What did you say?"

"Kill Chu Buxiu."

Mingyun knew that she had heard, but she still had a cold face, only to be more determined when she repeated.

The snow-white obscene socks stepped on the wooden steps, and Mingyun said, "Chu Buxiu's data is gone. ”

"That's it?"

Faced with Yun Mi's question, Ming Yun didn't start, he naturally had many reasons.

Chu is not dead, and it is his parents who are going to die.

Today's endless Chu is probably a blank period of data. It seems that if there are two people, maybe it is two people. What outrageous thing won't happen in this world?

Yun Mi hesitated for a moment and laughed.

To say that Yan Wugui has not had much contact with Mingyun, how can he say this and be virtuous to him.

"It's just data, it's a good thing not to see it." Yun Mi comforted.

"You know what."

Mingyun's retort was so frightening that Yun Mi's eyes narrowed.

"That's the way you talk to me?"

Mingyun bit his lip and lowered his head to stop talking.

"In the future, you will be the king of a country, and you will decide a person's life and death casually. Is this what you've learned to do with people? What, are you preparing to be a tyrant in the future? ”

Yunmi stood up: "Data, data." Are you going to be an outlier for the rest of your life, forever out of step with the world? ”

"I didn't say anything about you before, because you are interested, and it is rare to have something interesting in life. But can you study data for a lifetime? Forgot the responsibility? Can't live anymore? ”