As the music continues, the twelve formations evolve one after another, and by the last formation, the formation changes to two long columns.

When the leading general arrived in front of the Emperor and the Empress Taishang, he should have changed the formation back into a queue on the left and right, but he did not change the formation back, but continued to take a few steps forward and walked towards the Emperor.

Nian Yun couldn't see the expression of the face under the mask at the moment, but she already recognized the back.

Step by step, the "General" moved forward, holding the dancing sword in his hand. When you look closely, the posture of the "general" holding the sword is not so easy, and it is not a wooden sword coated with gold powder in his hand, but a sword made of real gold!

Walking in front of the emperor, the "general" stopped. Outside the hall, another man strode in, wearing a mask on his face, with no facial features, only a lot of chalk, and two exaggerated long eyebrows painted in ink.

The man walked up to the "General" and looked at the "General" deeply, and the two masked faces looked at each other, looking a little funny.

Nian Yun couldn't laugh, she only felt sad at the moment, and she must have felt uncomfortable thinking about the "general".

The man wearing the mask of white face and long eyebrows waved at the "general" and said loudly: "The hour has come!" ”

The "general" took a deep breath, took a few steps forward, walked to the throne of the Emperor, knelt down on one knee, and held the golden sword in front of the Emperor with both hands.

At this time, everyone was already drunk, only a few guards outside did not fall, and they could only watch, unable to exert any strength, and even the Empress Taishang had already fallen to the side, unconscious.

Li Yu raised his head, his eyes were clear, and he looked at the "general" wordlessly, and after looking at it for a long time, countless emotions gradually surged in his eyes, sad, painful, pity, and even a little strange approval.

It seems like a moment, but it is like a century.

Li Yu sighed deeply and slowly stood up. Chun'er was a child he had cultivated with his own hands, so how could he not have guessed that this was a farewell feast.

He had been so preoccupied since the feast that he hadn't eaten much, only a small sip of wine. He didn't know if it was because he hadn't eaten, or if he had sat for too long, and when he stood up, he realized that he was slightly dizzy.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the golden sword in the "general's" hand, as if he was dazzled by the cold light of the golden sword.

He raised his head and looked at Nian Yun, who was sitting down, and suddenly stretched out his hand to point in one direction.

Nian Yun hadn't noticed it before, and only in the direction of his finger did he see a painting hanging on one of the walls of the main hall.

The place where the painting was hung was a little dim, but she recognized it. It was she who painted it that day, and Li Yu inscribed a poem "Qingping Le" on it. The beauty stood by the railing, and the two peach blossoms sticking out of the corner of the pavilion happened to be dyed with Niu Zhaorong's blood, a piece of scarlet.

Li Yu pointed to the painting and stared at her for a long time. She knew he was reminding her of what he had promised that day. Nian Yun closed his eyes slightly and bowed his head towards him.

Li Yu tugged at the corners of her mouth with satisfaction, revealing a lonely smile.

Nian Yun suddenly understood that he was lonely all his life. He used to love the princess of the Xiao family, but he had no way to protect her.

In fact, he has a lot of unique and sharp political views, and he has also had great ambitions, but in the long and arduous career of the prince, he has been sharpened by the doubts of Emperor Dezong.

He is tired of the battle in the inner house, but he has been calculated by concubines and implicated by the women around him all his life.

In his life, he should have been dressed in white, standing spotlessly under the paulownia tree, inscribed a few idle poems, and read a few poetry books. It's a pity that as the eldest son, he has to take on these responsibilities that seem a bit difficult for him.

At this moment, he stood on top of the main hall, as if he was the only one in heaven and earth, from his figure to his soul, he was so lonely.

He looked at the "General" in front of him again, and smiled slowly at the strange grin that reached the corners of his ears.

This is the son he watched grow up, how surprised he was when he was born, and he had watched him run through the back garden of the East Palace with a smile on his face countless times with joy.

And all this, I don't know in which year and month, was suddenly ruthlessly taken away by the years.

"Whatever you want, you'll give it all."

I don't know when the music has dispersed, and the palace maids wearing military costumes and dancing have collected their wooden swords and are still standing neatly in the main hall, all of them maintaining their original posture and not moving, and time seems to stand still at that moment.

The man with the chalk mask finally got a little impatient and looked at each other for a long time, and urged loudly: "Please Emperor Tai ascend to the immortal!" ”

The voice seemed to alarm the stagnant time, Li Yu smiled bitterly, and let him help him into the warm pavilion on the west side.

The candlelight in the warm pavilion is flickering, I don't know how many people's shadows are shaking, and the atmosphere in the hall is strange and ambiguous. A gust of wind blew, and the lights and candles in the hall were blown out to see more than half, and the originally brightly lit hall suddenly dimmed, and Nianyun's figure was also hidden in the darkness.

Except for the Emperor Taishang, the guests in the seats were all there, just staggering and sleeping, completely unaware of what terrible things were happening around them.

She heard Li Chun's voice in the warm pavilion commanding: "Bathe and change clothes for the emperor!" ”

So the procession of the palace maids who danced "Breaking the Array Music" dispersed, and they had been instructed to take water basins, towels, clothes, etc. from the side hall on the east side in an orderly manner, and rushed into the Xinuan Pavilion, and only heard the sound of water and the collision of utensils.

Not long after, some palace maids hurriedly ran out with some clothes, and another palace maid went in with hot water.

There was no sound in the warm pavilion, only the palace maids were seen silently going in and out.

Nianyun stood up, and Qixi hurriedly grabbed her, "Niangniang!" ”

"Can't you go to this palace?"

Qixi gritted his teeth: "It's still not good for Niangniang." ”

Nian Yun was slightly stunned for a moment, raised her eyes to look at the Xinuan Pavilion, and saw a palace maid coming out with a basin of water, she glanced at the basin, the basin of water was red, and it looked like it was completely a large basin of blood!

She had just seen the bloody corpses of seven or eight palace maids who had been assassinated not long ago, and she had also witnessed Niu Zhaorong splashing blood in front of her, blood and death were no strangers to her, but this time, it was her husband who killed her father and killed the king, and she was an accomplice.

She felt chills all over her body, trembling and grabbed Qixi's arm, Qixi always lowered her head and was expressionless, but she firmly held her under her sleeve.

She took a deep breath and sat silently in the darkness, letting the boundless darkness swallow the pent-up emotions in her heart. At this time, she felt that she might as well sleep like those unaware people around her, so that she would not know the pain of every inch.

But she can't sleep yet, this birthday banquet is not over yet, the guests are "feasting all night", how can she, as the host, rest?

She looked at her nose and her nose and her heart, and silently recited the "Dizang Sutra" in her heart.

When darkness confuses people's vision, it makes people's sense of hearing and touch particularly sensitive. She was reciting the scriptures silently when she suddenly heard a slight noise on the other side, and suddenly opened her eyes.

She was in the dark, but there was a lamp and candle on the opposite side that had not been extinguished, and under the faint candle flame, she saw the woman opposite slowly straighten up, glanced around, and then slowly stood up with the desk.

When those eyes swept over her position, they carried three points of clarity, three points of clarity, and three points of "as it was" sarcasm.

Nian Yun immediately thought that it was probably because the people who ate fasting and chanted the Buddha used less food at the banquet, so the poisoning was also light. Maybe she had woken up earlier, but she was still a little stiff for a while, or she was observing her surroundings.

Either way, this woman, who is almost a mortal enemy with her, should not just walk out with this secret.

Nian Yun left the seat and stopped in front of her.

Concubine Wei obviously didn't expect that there would be someone as awake as she was in this hall, and when she saw her clearly, the expression on her face began to become vivid.

The new hatred and old hatred, and the cold reception that the concubine received in stark contrast to the Dezong era, were all written on his face.

This woman, her adoptive mother, received the love she had been asking for all her life, and she took away the heart of her adopted son, whom she had supported with all her might, and did not spare his life.

Concubine Wei looked at her with a gaze that reminded her of a poisonous snake, spitting out a letter and looking at her opponent, looking for an opportunity to jump up and attack at any time.

Nian Yun immediately made a decision, raised his hand and made a gesture to Qixi.

Qixi quickly struck, turned his palm into a knife, and decisively slashed at the back of Concubine Wei's neck, so the old concubine, who was not young and was not strong, immediately rolled her eyes and fell down softly.

knew that she would have no good words when she spoke, so he simply told her not to speak.

Nianyun glanced at Qixi, and Qixi replied simply: "Not dead." ”

Nian Yun then nodded, watching Qixi drag her out of the Nanxun Hall like dragging a broken sack.

Outside the Nanxun Palace, many Shence troops had already come in to guard it, Nianyun walked out and ordered: "Send the concubine back to the Buddha Hall, it's all good to watch." The concubine has to devote herself to chanting for the first emperor, and she must not let anyone disturb her during this time, and she does not have to contact anyone, so as not to break the sincerity of the concubine! ”

The palace was full of people, and they immediately understood and took Concubine Wei down.

After another while, it was almost the fifth watch, and the inside had been cleaned up, and those palace maids in military uniforms had already withdrawn from the main hall. The "general" walked out of the Xinuan Pavilion and Nianyun greeted him.

He took off the mask on his face tiredly, and suddenly hugged Nianyun in his arms. The fingers of both of them were the same cold, as if there was a large piece of thousand-year-old ice hidden in their hearts, and they couldn't warm it.

It was another palace change, and he won. But no one has the joy of victory, and his heart is full of sorrow for the rest of his life.

In fact, there has never been a real winner in the battle of the royal family.

"Nianyun, go home."