"Do you think I'm a rare mystic?" Jia Dongfeng snorted coldly, and a sword flower shook out from the tip of the sword, and the sword flower perfectly avoided Zhen Liancheng's skin, but gently picked up and shattered the coat he was wearing, and the snow-white silk robe turned into pieces of white silk and sprinkled all over the ground, revealing the profane clothes that were close to Zhen Liancheng's body. Of course, she is rare and Xuanweizi is unlearned, and she is very rare, but Zhen Liancheng can't splash oil, how should she tame it?

Zhen Liancheng's thin body trembled slightly, his face was a little pale, of course he knew that Jia Dongfeng was deliberately humiliating him. But he is not even afraid of death, how can he be afraid of humiliation?

He chuckled lightly and untied the belt of his dirty clothes, revealing a smooth and smooth, white jade-like chest: "That Your Highness is rare for me...... Or do I look like my brother? "If Xuanweizi's mastery is not enough, then, add Zhen Lianbi?

Jia Dongfeng's pupils shrank, and the tip of the sword placed in his throat trembled slightly, and then the sword fell in his hand, the sword light flashed, the sword roar was still in her ears, and a piece of her Xuanjia's robe had already fallen, "You and I are in friendship, just like this robe." Let's go...... "The lives of hundreds of people in the Zhen family, what does she owe Zhen Liancheng?"

Zhen Liancheng looked at Jia Dongfeng, who lowered his eyes and looked depressed and lonely, pursed his lips, abandoned the Zizhu Cave Xiao and Bai Aya's suicide note in his hand, and walked out of Chonghua Palace quickly.

In June of the third year of Qingyuan, the king of the south impeached the imperial concubine Jia Dongfeng for rebellion, and the imperial historian Li Youquan impeached the Fu family for bullying the monarch. Lanling Shuangsha originally made great contributions on the battlefield of the Northern Wei Dynasty, capturing Xiao Hengyuan, the crown prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and suddenly encountered this great change, and it was such a terrifying thing, the ministers were ecstatic, and they celebrated each other, and they hated that everyone stepped on their feet, and from then on, they would never accept the aftermath of the face every year.

Originally, when the Holy Emperor left all these folds in the middle, and the ministers thought that the Holy Emperor was going to suppress the ministers by thunder and further consolidate the position of the already powerful Empress Jia Dongfeng, Jia Dongfeng actually rushed into the Holy Emperor's Rende Palace without knowing what to do, and had a fierce dispute with the Holy Emperor.

Su Wanxin guarded the Rende Palace so much that no one knew what they were arguing about, only that the Holy Emperor was furious, and ordered to take away the emperor's granddaughter Jia Huaibi, and imprisoned Jia Dongfeng in Chonghua Palace to think about it.

Regarding the Fu family's bullying of the king, the Holy Emperor understated that the first emperor and himself had already known Fu Huanqing's male body, and Fu Huanqing's young greed and love for women's clothing was not a big deal, so he gently let it go.

Compared with Jia Dongfeng's rebellion, Fu Huanqing, who is disguised as a woman, is indeed not a big deal, and everyone is convinced that without Jia Dongfeng's reliance, Fu Huanqing will no longer be able to turn the sky upside down, so they have all let go of this matter.

It's just that I heard that Jia Dongfeng also played and humiliated Zhen Xiang's only bone and blood Zhen Liancheng on the night he was imprisoned, and even drove the unclothed Zhen Liancheng out of Chonghua Palace in the middle of the night, although Zhen Liancheng was finally fortunate to be taken in by His Royal Highness the King of the West, but the excerpts of Jia Dongfeng's crime flew into the Jinguang Hall of Rende Palace like snowflakes, vowing to take this opportunity to file the empress dowager's arrogance to the end, even if Jia Dongfeng could not be defeated, she would make her status in the heart of the current Holy Emperor plummet, and she did not give up for several days.

Jia Dongfeng, who was imprisoned, ended up idle with nothing to do, and began to sleep every day until three poles in the morning, and after waking up, he began to drink, and when he was drunk, he fell asleep again. He never left the dormitory of Chonghua Palace for several days.

Nie Feng, who lived in Qixiaxuan in Chonghua Palace, asked to see Jia Dongfeng in a row, but he couldn't see it for a few days, and after listening to the rumors for many days, he finally couldn't help but be a little anxious, took the waist card of Chonghua Palace, walked out of Chonghua Palace, crossed the Huangji Gate, and hurriedly went to the Lanling Soldiers and Horses.

When he entered the inner hall of the Terracotta Division, he saw the tall and heroic Meng Chang taking off his armor, wearing only a jacket, revealing a beautiful figure with broad shoulders and a bee waist, and holding a bright scimitar and wiping it. Although Meng Chang's face is not extremely good-looking, it has a flying and handsome spirit.

Seeing Nie Feng panting and rushing into the inner hall, Meng Chang's movements in his hands did not stop, and he looked at him with a smile and said: "You want to be the face of His Highness, and you were finally appointed into the palace by His Highness, and if you don't accompany Your Highness well, why did Baba run out to find me?" ”

Nie Feng's face sank: "When is it, you still say such things." Your Highness is imprisoned, how can you still have the heart to wipe this broken knife here! Now everyone in the palace says that His Royal Highness has formed a party and rebelled against the former face, why don't you people who came out of Chonghua Palace say a word to argue for Your Highness? What a waste of His Highness's past affection for you! ”

Meng Chang's movements on his hand finally paused, and he looked at this handsome and innocent young man, he was the head of the four young men of Lanling who was brilliant and brilliant, and he was also the son of Nie Hongchen, who was known for his left and right sources, wearing white clothes woven with silver threads and dark lines, and he was a dazzling and dazzling young man, but his heart was too straightforward and innocent: "You think about it, if we refute it, wouldn't it be more solid for His Highness to form a party?" The more we don't say anything, the sooner this turmoil will pass......"

Nie Feng nodded, and said with some joy: "It's still Brother Meng Chang's thoughtful......

Meng Chang lowered his head again and continued to wipe the scimitar: "Also, don't say that this knife is a broken knife, do you know, what kind of knife is this?" ”

Nie Feng glanced at the knife rather disapprerovingly, and said stupidly, "You know that I am not interested in these Laoshzi......

Meng Chang raised his eyes and laughed twice: "This is the knife given to me by His Highness." ”

Nie Feng said "oops", immediately pounced, touched the backs of the two knives lovingly, and said with envy in his eyes: "This is really a good knife." ”

Meng Chang slapped Nie Feng's hand away: "Take your hand away, this is the famous Minghong Knife." Legend has it that in ancient times, when the golden sword of Emperor Xuanyuan was baked, the high temperature was not dispersed, and the liquid casting raw materials spontaneously flowed to the bottom of the furnace, and after cooling, they formed a knife shape. Emperor Xuanyuan thought that the sword intent was too strong, enough to counter the knife holder, and he was afraid that this knife would fall into the world, and wanted to destroy it with the Xuanyuan sword, but the knife turned into a cloud magpie in his hand, turning into a red and disappearing into the clouds......"

Nie Feng looked envious again, and glanced at Meng Chang: "Such an artifact, how could His Highness reward you?" ”

"On that day in Chonghua Palace, His Royal Highness got this Ming Hong knife, and said in public, whoever can use this knife to make thirty moves under the windward sword in General Fu's hand, this knife will belong to whom." Meng Chang mentioned that day was brave, and his face was full of spirit.

"And how many moves did you take?" Nie Feng asked curiously. Legend has it that Fu Huanqing is a wizard of martial arts and the art of war, a windward sword rarely meets opponents, and he has never even broken the oil skin when he started to fight at the age of fifteen.

"Fifty moves!" Meng Chang said proudly, "Then His Highness recommended me to the Lanling Terrach Division, and at first they didn't look down on me, but after three years, I am now the commander here." The people who looked down on me back then were all my subordinates. ”