"But he didn't say that he killed Jin'an!"

Su Xi took a big sip of wine with a wine glass, and her tears were spicy.

Concubine Wen was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously clenched the cup in her hand.

"Then how can you prove that he didn't kill him?" She muttered under her breath.

Nineteen years ago, everyone thought that the prince was dead.

No one knew that after his mother committed suicide by throwing herself into the river with his "corpse", he was found on the shore with a trace of breath......

For so many years, the master only had the word "hatred" in his heart, he lived hard in the painful past, never let go of himself for a quarter of an hour, and the residual poison in his body was also tormented by those pains from time to time.

"I can't prove it," Su Xi opened his lips lightly, "Even the first emperor couldn't clear his innocence back then, let alone me." ”

"I only know that if he kills him, he will not quietly erect a monument to him in the back mountain, and he will get drunk every year on his death day, and he will not send his tablet to the Queen Mother's Yongshou Palace, so that the Queen Mother will repent and atone for his sins in front of his spirit."

As Su Xi's words fell, Concubine Wen suddenly felt that the liquor in her mouth was tasteless.

Could it be that the master has been wrong all these years?

She didn't speak again, just drank vigorously.

It wasn't until she drank the last drop of wine in the bottle that Concubine Wen staggered to her feet.

Under the strong drunkenness, she looked at Su Xi with drunken eyes, hooked her lips and smiled: "If he is still alive, is the emperor willing to give up the country?" ”

Su Xi held a piece of chicken leg in her mouth and looked into the eyes of Concubine Wen above, but she didn't make a sound.

"If Jin'an is still alive, my life, the mountains and rivers of Beiling will all be his."

The magnetic voice came from the doorway unexpectedly, and it fell very lightly.

Concubine Wen and Su Xi both looked towards the door in unison.

I didn't know when, the man who ruled the world stood at the door in plain clothes, his long body was elongated and reflected in the night, and it was extremely majestic.

His face was calm, not as awe-inspiring and cold as usual, at this time, he unloaded the burden of his body, adding a bit of gentleness and calmness.

"The emperor is true to his word?" Concubine Wen asked a question with a little bit of wine.

Ling Juncheng blurted out without thinking about it: "You have no jokes." ”

Concubine Wen hooked her lips, and the smile on the corners of her lips deepened by three points.

The master has been planning for many years to stir up Beiling in turmoil, but he doesn't know that the man in front of him is willing to give up the country.

So, what I did before, all in vain?

Hatred often blinds people's eyes and makes them unable to see the truth beneath the surface.

And when the truth is displayed in front of you, it is more and more naked hurt.

Concubine Wen covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and she had mixed feelings in her heart.

He could have used Yan Fei to send troops to Beiling when Beiling was worried about internal and external troubles, but the master repeatedly hesitated and delayed to make a move.

Perhaps, he was afraid that once he fought against each other, he would hurt the woman he liked and make her jealous of him, or perhaps, under his indifferent appearance, he still cared about the brotherhood of the past.

The room was filled with the smell of wine, but it was eerily silent.

Su Xi nibbled on the chicken legs, always feeling that today's Concubine Wen looked weird, this was too different from her usual.

In the end, Concubine Wen didn't say anything, and with the support of her girl, she staggered back to the bamboo pavilion with the smell of wine.

Ling Juncheng and Su Xi were left in the room, the two glanced at each other, and Su Xi could clearly see that there was a layer of gray in his eyes.