Murong Fan listened playfully, and when he heard Bai Pengfei mention Nalan Ronglu, the hand holding the wine bottle tightened quietly.

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This night, the wind and clouds changed suddenly, lightning and thunder, and the torrential rain fell from the sky, smashing the window lattice.

In the Buddha hall of the side hall of the west chamber, the fragrance of sandalwood wafts quietly, and a faint oil lamp is lit in front of the Buddha statue, as if it is the only guiding light burning in the sea of suffering.

After Ming Shen finished bathing, he changed into a jade-colored robe with dark gold bamboo leaf patterns, knelt on the futon in front of the Buddha, gently closed his eyes, and recited the Buddha sincerely.

Three thousand green silks were scattered around her waist like a waterfall, and a string of Buddhist beads engraved with sacred Sanskrit patterns flowed slowly on her slender jade-white fingertips, as if she was silently whispering about the vagaries of everything in the world.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door, mixed with people's voices, sandwiched by the earth-shattering roars and horns coming from afar, shattering in this cold rainy night of lightning and thunder.

Immediately after "Bang! With a bang, the door was kicked open, and the wind swept in the cold rain, mixed with a cold smell of earth!

Ming Shen first felt a chill down his spine, and then suddenly turned to look out of the door, and at this time, a lightning bolt "clicked", cutting through the night and illuminating Wen Xuan's handsome face.

At this moment, he is wearing golden armor, spanning the seven-inch Qingfeng Sword at his waist, and his lean and tall figure stands proudly in the thousands of rainy waves, like a jade-faced god of war in the heavenly realm, which makes people dare not look at him.

Wen Xuan stopped outside the door, the pride in his bones did not allow him to move a step forward, so he could only look down at Ming Shen, who was kneeling on the ground like a light cloud, stubbornly confronting him in the wind and rain!

She was speechless, so he stood with his hands in his hands, and the peach blossom eyes shot a cold light, staring at the golden Buddha enshrined in front of the hall.

"Do you believe in Buddhism?"

"Don't believe me?"

"Then why do you want it?"

"Just praying for peace?"

"I am about to enter the imperial city and ascend the throne as emperor, what do you have to say to me?" Wen Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze wandering on her pale and shiny face, with a faint hint of anticipation.

Ming Shen dodged his gaze, slowly buried his waist, and bowed respectfully: "Congratulations to my emperor, everything is smooth, long live, long live, long live!" ”

"Hahahaha...... Those who know me, Concubine Shen! Wen Xuan let out a long laugh, walked up to her quickly, picked her up sideways, turned his head and strode into the pouring rain outside the door.

Ming Shen only felt that his body was light, and his face was already attached to his hard and cold golden armor, and he couldn't help but ask tremblingly: "The emperor took his concubines to force the palace, aren't you afraid of disturbing the army's heart?" ”

The day she was worried about in her heart finally came, Wen Xuan took her to force the palace, if she failed, then the Nalan clan would inevitably be affected by her, and then bear the notoriety of this chaotic minister and thief, and punish the nine clans.

If it succeeds, then the entire palace will fall under the control of him and Concubine Hui, and at that time, with Concubine Hui's insidious means, it will be impossible to allow her to live until the day when she is crowned concubine.

In the catastrophe, she is dead, she is pitiful for marrying others in this life, and in the end it is still difficult to protect herself, and she even has to pay for the life of her unborn child, so how can she be willing to die? How can you look at the nine springs after death?

Wen Xuan glanced at her lazily, seeing the unwillingness and worries in her heart, so he lowered his head and chuckled: "Love Concubine and rest assured, I am not Xiang Yu, and I will never let you be Yu Ji!" ”

"The concubine can only rely on the emperor's favor and pity." Ming Shen replied lukewarmly.

———

The thunderstorm continued, and in the dark night, thousands of men and horses flashed, and the soldiers were all wearing silver shining armor, and they were waiting outside the gate of Prince Duan's mansion with strict discipline, ready to go.

Wen Xuan hugged Ming Shen on horseback, turned over neatly, and firmly encircled her in his arms, then turned his head and asked, "Where is Bai Pengfei?" ”

"The last will obey!" Bai Pengfei turned over and dismounted, knelt on one knee, wore a silver helmet, lowered his head and couldn't see his expression, as if Wen Xuan had become the Ninety-Five Honor, so that he didn't dare to look directly at Tianyan!

"But are you ready?"

"If you go back to the emperor, everything is fine!"

"Good! Then let's go here! Wen Xuan shouted like a crack, and then pulled out the sword at his waist with a "swish", and quickly clamored a silent catastrophe.

For a time, the golden drums were in unison, the thunderstorm intensified, the horses' hooves raised dust, trampled on every piece of green bricks and muddy water splashes on the official road in Kyoto, and approached the imperial city!

Wen Xuan personally led a team of men and horses and Bai Pengfei to drive straight from the Shenwu Gate, and Xi Linkun and Murong Fan were ordered to encircle and outflank from the east and west side gates respectively, and the dark night of the imperial city suddenly became full of murderous sounds, ridiculous and brutal!

The warm corpses piled up into a mountain of dead people, the smell of blood permeated the air, making people want to vomit, in the mist of the smoke and rain in the sky, the strange flames of continuous fire oil and gas, the smell of burnt paste overflowed in the rain, the ** sound of mourning all over the field, and the sound of sharp blades cutting through the flesh, all of which made people's souls fly and burst.

Ming Shen leaned quietly in Wen Xuan's arms, closed her eyes and didn't dare to look at the Shura field in this world, letting the blood spread on her nose, and she couldn't see the blood like smoke, splashing her white dress as white as fresh snow in a daze, and the blood flowers that smeared were like Manzhu Sawa blooming on the Huangquan Road.

"The emperor wants to let the Nalan family surrender without bloodshed, so he brought his concubines to force the palace, right?" Ming Shen frowned and closed his eyes, raised his sleeve and gently wiped off the sticky and sweet warmth that had just been sprayed on his cheeks, and asked lightly.

"Concubine Ai is really smart!" Wen Xuan's eyes glowed with a cold light, and as he spoke, he stabbed a sword in the back, piercing the throat of a person who wanted to sneak attack him.

Suddenly, I saw a stream of hot blood gushing out from his back like a spring, mixed with the rain swept away by the wind, staining his jade-faced Shura's handsome face, making the smile on his lips even more wicked.

Ming Shenqiang held back the earth-shaking discomfort in his stomach, frowned and said with a wry smile: "The emperor may have miscalculated, the concubines do not have such an important position in the Nalan family, and they cannot pose any threat!" ”

"If you don't give it a try, how can you give up?" Wen Xuan's lazy voice fell to the ground, and the sword fell in his hand, and the head of an enemy soldier who stepped forward to attack was cut off to the ground, rolling down into the dirty muddy water, dyed a blood-red.

———

In less than an hour, the Imperial City, which was heavily guarded in the past, was slaughtered all over the place with blood and mud, and a bloody road bubbled down the muddy rain to Wen Xuan's feet, and some of the remaining remnants of the defeated army would automatically dodge a gap.

At the end of the blood road, I saw Wen Xuan holding the helmet in one hand and holding Ming Shen in the other, his long hair was messy, and his face was bloody, slowly walking up the nine-fold jade steps leading to the Heart Cultivation Palace.

At this time, the door of the Palace of Nourishing Heart suddenly opened, and I saw Gu Su Han's aged body walking out of it, he prostrate on the ground, and said majestically and respectfully: "Long live the Emperor of Weichen Gu Su Han, the Queen Mother has been waiting inside for a long time!" ”

Wen Xuan glanced at the few people behind him, and lightly ordered, "A few of you are waiting outside, and I will go in by myself." ”

"Obey the Divine Commandment!" Everyone touched the ground on one knee and answered in unison!

Then, Wen Xuan took Ming Shen's hand and walked into the Heart Cultivation Hall step by step.

He walked very slowly, as if every time he took one more step, his heart would be a little sad, and the continuous firelight flickered on his thin and elegant face, which seemed quite lonely and arrogant.

After a success, he finally succeeded in surviving this day, and the resentment and anger accumulated in his heart over the years seemed to be unable to be suppressed any longer, and he couldn't wait to burst out immediately and kill those who had hurt him and his mother.

———

There was silence in the Heart Cultivation Palace, ambergris incense was burning in the Jinbo Mountain furnace, and intermittent light smoke rose from the furnace, wisps of wisps, and the people on the bed were more and more lifeless.

At this moment, the door was pushed open with a "squeak", and Ming Shen walked in with Wen Xuan, and saw Emperor Xuande, who was majestic in the past, leaning on the soft pillow of weaving gold with his temples scattered at the moment, half-lying with his eyes closed, as if he had become a sluggish old man, exuding the damp smell of rotten wood, and the concubine Hui who accompanied him was more prosperous, as if it was more brilliant than the spring flowers in March.

Concubine Hui is dressed up extraordinarily gorgeously today, wearing a bright yellow satin silk silk phoenix robe, the lower sea cliff treasure pattern is fluttering, meaning 'Shoushan Fuhai', the edge of the leader is embroidered with peony entwined branches, meaning 'Yutang is rich', wearing a crown of Danfeng Chaoyang hanging pearls, under the illumination of candlelight, flashing dazzling golden sharpness.

Such a heavy and gorgeous dress can only be seen at the queen's canonization ceremony, but now that even the world is in the hands of their mother and son, no matter what kind of transgression dress she wears, it has become what it should be!

Emperor Xuande seemed to sense the movement in the hall, opened his eyes slightly, and was suddenly stunned by Wen Xuan's shining armor, and hurriedly closed his eyes, and after a long time, he relieved himself and opened his eyes again.

After he saw the person clearly, his already old expression suddenly decayed like a rotten dead wood, and even his voice was no longer as loud as before, and became hoarse and powerless: "Rebel son, I treat your mother and son well, why do you treat me like this?" ”

"Duanjun, if you didn't prefer the mother and son of the concubine, I wouldn't have lived in fear since I was a child, and my queen mother would not have tasted the humiliation and torture of the adulterous concubine, everything today is the evil fruit of your own seed." Wen Xuan walked towards Emperor Xuande, his face was expressionless, his peach blossom eyes were boiling with angry waves, and he pulled out his ruthless sword and fiercely touched Emperor Xuande's throat.

Emperor Xuande grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands, desperately stabilized his violently shaking body, and couldn't help but regret it: "At the beginning, I took into account your young age, so I showed mercy and spared the lives of your mother and son. ”