Suddenly thought that after going out for so long, Baili Junyu should go down to court, so he didn't care about eating a large table of dishes ordered by Feng Cangyu, so he waved his hand and walked out.

"Hey, the girl is not in the middle."

Feng Cangyu shook his head, stared at the dishes with a sigh, and said with tears in his eyes: "Little Er, pack!" ”

At the end, something suddenly came to mind, and added: "Send it to the Imperial Palace!" ”

Feng Qingmo returned to the Imperial Palace, and found Baili Junyu's room familiarly, just thinking about opening the window to scare him, but he heard a sound of tables and bowls crackling and colliding, mixed with Baili Junyu's mournful shouts.

"Why!"

"Why!"

"Ahhhh

What's going on inside... Feng Qingmo suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly pushed the door open, at this time, a strong palm wind hit her fiercely, fortunately, she was not as delicate as other princesses, and she also had a bit of foundation, so she turned around and flashed, and the palm wind passed by, shattering the porcelain bottle by the door.

She looked at everything in the room in disbelief, and what made her even more frightened was the blood-filled pupils of Baili Junyu, who was holding a broken porcelain piece in his hand, and the blood was ticking down the falling wrist and seeping into the ground, dyed scarlet.

"What do you do!"

Feng Qingmo screamed in distress, and just wanted to rush over to bandage him, but he dodged him, he stepped back, and muttered blankly: "I, I'm a demon, don't come here..."

Baili Junyu collided with the corner of the table as he retreated, and the sound of flesh contact could be clearly heard, but he seemed to be unconscious, until he retreated to a dark corner, and sat down against the wall, his hands clasped around his knees.

He watched as the blood burst out and became the most beautiful music in his ears, accompanied by the words and chimes of the crowd, mixed with the relatable calls that had once been...

Feng Qingmo was a little frightened and overwhelmed, she thought that this man should be arrogant all his life, what happened to make him like this?

What kind of problem can be difficult for Baili Junyu?

No, she can't sit idly by, she has decided that this person, whether he is arrogant or down, is the person she wants to love, and they are going to spend the rest of their lives together!

"Junyu, don't be afraid, I'm still here."

Feng Qingmo took advantage of the fact that Baili Jun was stunned, stepped over the blood, and didn't care whether his body was dyed blood-red, so he opened his arms and hugged him tightly in his arms.

At this moment, she really fell in love with Baili Junyu.

Not to avoid any marriage, or to retaliate against his instigation.

This man who can always say anything on his face also needs her to protect the soft side.

Baili Junyu was stunned for a long time, and then gradually slowed down his stiff body and gave his whole heart to the stubborn woman in front of him.

She didn't go, she didn't want him.

At this moment, his fatigue was gone, what was indifferent and calm, what was extremely noble, although he was free and casual, but he was also invisibly restrained by these, from now on, he would be back to the real Baili Junyu.

Belongs, Feng Qingmo's Baili Junyu.

"I'm sorry."

Feng Qingmo closed his eyes for a long time, and suddenly heard a low murmur in his arms, and suddenly felt surprised and relieved, he was blaming himself for Han Weixi's matter.

But after a while, he felt distressed again, he had never blamed himself before.

"You don't have to say sorry"

"I have chosen you, and I have to bear everything you have, on the contrary, you have to bear my little temper and temperament."

Feng Qingmo smiled and reminded him that there is no lady in vain in the world, and heard his hoarse words: "Okay, I'm spoiled." ”

——

Zhao Xi sacrificed to the court, and naturally quickly learned about the rumors, only to feel very strange, now Zhao Xiguo is about to get in touch with the Fengwu Clan, the most powerful candidate is naturally Baili Junyu, but at this time he fell into rumors, isn't it too much of a coincidence?

Could it be that someone deliberately prevented them from uniting with the Wind Witch Clan?

I don't know what happened to Baili Junyu.

He has no father or mother, Zhao Yu has heard of it, but no one dared to talk about it before.

Once Baili Junyu was the god of war of Zhao Xiguo, it can almost be said that he has tried his best to protect this country until now, and now it has stabilized, maybe...

Whose path is he in his way?

Zhao Yusai is not a cautious person, and he will not maliciously slander him because he is a rival in love.

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He was extremely disgusted with those who spread rumors, and said that he didn't want to think clearly before, whether he had eaten the rice of Baili Jun's imperial hair, and that his wife and children had not survived the war.

Since he has received favors from others, he should repay him with a spring, how can there be a stab in the back?

Now Zhao Xiguo's biggest enemy is the equally powerful Cloud Mist Country, and the prince Yun Jifan has never been a fuel-efficient lamp.

So he hurriedly dared to go to the Shuiliang Palace, wanting to take Han Weixi back to the house, but saw her lying leisurely in the hammock between the two trees, sleeping soundly.

And Concubine Liang was tucking the quilt for her on the side, and when she saw Zhao Yu coming, she motioned him to be quiet.

But he always had to move, and the creaking sound under his feet finally made Han Weixi mumble impatiently: "Don't go, stand there!" It's noisy! ”

"Okay."

Zhao Yusai replied gently, but he really stood still in place, only to see the scattered snowflakes falling little by little, piling up on his shoulders, turning his black hair gray.

Concubine Liang shook her head when she saw it, pointed to her clothes with gestures, and then pointed to Zhao Yu, asking him if he needed to put on a piece of clothing.

Zhao Yusai understood, shook his head with a smile, and pointed to his lips, signaling her not to make a sound.

So when Han Weixi woke up, he saw that Zhao Yu, who was almost stiff from the cold, was soaked with the melted snow, and new octagonal snow flakes fused into it, turning into sparse ice crystals.

"Twilight, why are you standing there stupidly? Come here! ”

Han Weixi sat in the hammock and yawned, her legs fluttering downward, she also wanted to hug him, but it was too cold!

Zhao Yuxian listened to his wife's call, and immediately warmed up his body, and launched an internal force to instantly shake the ice and snow into hoarfrost, scattering it all around.

"Is it cold or not?"

"It's okay, it's not cold with you!"

Han Weixi excitedly looked at Zhao Yusai, who was holding her hand, and couldn't help but pounce.

"Ahem..."

Concubine Liang on the side not only had numb legs, but also ate a hug of dog food, and when she saw the two of you, you were thick and I was about to paste it, so she hurriedly made a sound.

"I'm sorry, but I'm rude."

Zhao Yusai also seemed to realize something, and was a little farther away from Han Weixi, but the hand he was holding refused to let go.

"It's okay, the little couple has a good affection, if it's okay, you can go back, the palace is going to rest."

Concubine Liang waved her hand, as if she had the intention of driving people away, so Zhao Yusai didn't bother much, and left with Han Weixi.

Concubine Liang stared at their backs for a long time, and sighed in her heart, if she could be with the emperor once in this life, it would be enough...

——

Zhao Yuyi came to the place where the archives were recorded, there were only two little eunuchs guarding it, because it was not an important place where treasures were hidden, there were some messy books, and no one wanted to steal them, so the precautions were very loose.

He took a piece of silver and threw it to them, and they went to drink merrily.

Stepping into this quaint and atmospheric temple, he first smelled a smell of rosin, and then approached to see the rows of neatly arranged scrolls.

From the founding of the country to the present, the princes and princesses are all recorded, and he probably skipped those old things from the past dynasties, and his eyes fell on the central book, which reads:

In the 333rd year of the Zhao Dynasty, on the night of October 14, the crown prince and the third son of the emperor were born.

The third prince's face was healthy, his cry was subtle, and there was a circular mark on his back.

"Smack!"

The book was pulleyed to the ground from Zhao Yuyi's hand, and there was a crisp collision sound.

The crown prince, the mark of the bending of the soles of the feet...

He couldn't be more familiar!

But Zhao Xiaoyi still took off his shoes like crazy, and the bending mark was there.

So he picked up the scroll again, for fear that he had read a word wrong, but even if he read it several times, it would still be the same result.

He is Zhao Yuyi, he is a real prince!

The queen is his mother.

He thought the rumors were false and couldn't believe it, but he didn't expect it to be true, it seems that the queen is right, she is really her mother.

But why did she tell her not to give birth to Zhang?

Could it be that now Zhao Yu's wings are abundant, and now he can't shake it, so he wants to recuperate?

That's right, it must be so, then he will not live up to the queen's entrustment, and he will be stronger than Zhao Yu!

But when Zhao Haoyi was excited, he thought of a question, why was no one found such an obvious feature?

Then he looked back at the bookshelf, but he was surprised to find something wrong, the scroll he picked up was very clean, and even the bottom was dust-free.

And the other scrolls are dusty, could it be that someone did it on purpose?

What is his purpose, who is it good for him to be the crown prince...

——

The carriage walked forward leisurely, and the shaking Yun Jifan shook with him, he took the paper in his hand and looked at it for a long time, and suddenly showed a smile of triumph.

Now everything is as he wants, and everything is going smoothly.

Baili Junyu, I will definitely let you be ruined and spurned, how you are praised for your innocence, how I will trample you under my feet!

Yun Jifan couldn't stop the anger in his heart when he thought of Baili Junyu, he crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it out fiercely.

Everything and misfortune he has now is due to the Baili Emperor!

More than 20 years ago, the Empress of the Cloud Mist Country was on the verge of giving birth, but the emperor Yun Zhen was furious and almost killed their mother and son.

The reason is that Yun Zhen has not been in the harem for more than a year, but Qing Yueyin is pregnant, and people who don't know have congratulated the queen on giving birth to a prince, and those who know are afraid, for fear that they will implicate themselves.

But the strange thing is that since that night, the little prince has disappeared, and Qing Yueyin seems to have never given birth to this child, without moving.