Qingwu chased out of the door, only to see Feng Hongshu's red back, and hurriedly shouted, "Miss, where are you going?" ”

No one answered her words, and she had to hurry after her.

Before the time of the early dynasty, the early morning in front of the Jinluan Hall was quiet, between the empty heaven and earth, the long jade steps led to the Golden Palace, and the golden flags fluttered on both sides.

The guards standing on both sides seemed to be a little groggy, standing silently in the night, without making the slightest movement.

The wind blew the flags, but no sound could be heard, only red and yellow colors swirling.

In a vague way, she remembered her last day in the palace many years ago, and that day was the first few days after Xiao Lisheng ascended the throne?

Thinking about it now, she can't remember these details clearly, obviously at that time, she hated it so much.

Until now, it was hard for her to think too much about him except hatred.

On that day, and at this hour, she was thrown out of the cold palace and knelt where she was standing now, watching the red and yellow flags flutter in the wind.

Watching the ministers walk past her, those who used to be respectful to her, on that day, looking at her eyes, there was evasion and schadenfreude.

No one stopped for her, not even mercy.

At the end, she saw Xiao Yihan.

The man was dressed in a dark and dark robe, with a diagonal placket and a vertical collar, which made his figure more and more slender and straight, and a handsome and unparalleled face, in the slightly drunk skylight, gave birth to a god-like grace.

The steps are steady, and the person is calm and elegant without the slightest disorder.

He walked slowly, the looming clusters of complex flowers blooming on the wide hem of his clothes, and the dragon pattern fluttered on the waist outlined by silver wires.

Yes, he is a noble son of a god, and his power is supreme in the world.

He walked past her, refused to even look at her, and stepped up the jade steps with his head held high, leaving her with a cold back.

The cold of spring was pressing, hitting her body, like a knife, giving her to Ling Chi inch by inch, even with her heart, it was all flesh and blood.

The sentence "Master" choked in his throat, and he couldn't open his mouth anymore.

Maybe in the end, Xiao Yihan didn't know, in fact, she had something to say to him that day, so she waited there, not to atone for her sins, but for-

Apprenticeship.

After worshipping the teacher and toasting tea, she traveled to the end of the mountains and rivers, and all thoughts were lost, but she still remembered that she and Xiao Yihan had such a relationship.

On that day, whether she should cry or sprinkle, she should desperately hold Xiao Yihan, not let her enter the golden palace, and not let him drip blood to recognize his relatives, he should still be quiet now.

But at that time, she was really cowardly, even when she died, when she saw him, the fear and jealousy of him that had been pressed in her heart for many years made her unable to tear in front of him.

He always said that girls should be introverted and self-controlled, virtuous, and quiet, and he did not allow her to make a little fuss.

She respects him, but she fears him even more.

When did she start to feel sorry for him, it should have been that day, she watched him step by step towards destruction, still calm and steady, and suddenly her heart ached so much that she couldn't help herself.

Unspeakable regrets, indescribable pain, and even more indescribable emotions.

After nearly six years, she was back, standing here in a different capacity, listening to the wind blowing in her ears and watching the flags flip.

At that time, it was no longer a sense of transit, and it was desolate to the extreme.

She is still here, waiting for the person, but it is no longer him, dare not wait, he will not come.

The golden bell roared, piercing the darkness, and the voice was shallow herself, and she stepped to the side, watching a wave of ministers walk by.

Some of these people were familiar, she knew them, but they didn't, and better, at least they didn't cast gloating and mocking glances at her.

"Miss, what are you doing here?" Qingwu looked around left and right, the night was hazy, and they stood on the side of the gate leading to the palace, and at a glance they could see the Jinluan Hall that seemed to be on the dome.

The courtiers of the early dynasty have gathered in the hall, and there is no one here on the left and right, and I don't know what Feng Hongshu is waiting for.

Time passed little by little, and Feng Hongshu seemed to have been nailed there, and she didn't move until she saw a group of people coming from the palace road.

Walking in front is none other than Mrs. Gongsun.

The woman was dressed in an orthodox court dress, with a solemn crown and belt, holding the complaint with both hands, and walked step by step, each step was extremely heavy.

Behind her, Fang Sizheng was tied with his hands, his mouth was covered, and he was dragged by two mothers-in-law.

Mrs. Gongsun saw Feng Hongshu waiting on the side, only glanced at it, and then walked over casually, went up the high jade steps, and beat the drum.

The drums roared, and the night was shattered one after another, and Mrs. Gongsun's shouts of grievances were repeated, and the transmission from the jade steps to her ears was already a little weak.

Qingwu was a little dumbfounded, and said sullenly: "Five years after the emperor ascended the throne, Mrs. Gongsun was the first to dare to beat the drum and shout grievances. ”

Ordinary cases, at most, are tried by the Criminal Department, and ordinary people can't and dare to do so when they beat the drum and shout injustice in the Jinluan Palace.

It must be to offend the power of heaven.

"Yes, Mrs. Gongsun is indeed a heroine among women." Yun Geci chuckled.

She really didn't misunderstand this woman, she dared to beat the Dengwen drum to sue the royal court in order to avenge her daughter, which not every woman dares to do.

If you are not careful, you will be eaten back, and you will not be able to get out of this Jinluan Palace.

It seems that the risky move she asked Yang Qingyin to bring to Mrs. Gongsun was indeed the right move.

"However, will the emperor summon her?" Qingwu took a look, Mrs. Gongsun had been knocking for so long, but there was still no order to summon.

Yun Geci didn't speak, she wanted to see, they were all forced to the Jinluan Palace, what method did Xiao Lisheng plan to use to drag it down?

It seems that what Xie Ronghua said to him in the Wuji Hall that day, which was described as a threat by Xiao Lisheng, had some effect.

Otherwise, Xiao Lisheng couldn't sit on the Jinluan Hall for her, listening to the sound of the drum and the hiss of shouting injustice, he could sit still!

The drums kept echoing, the sky was already slightly drunk, Qingwu looked at the sky, and couldn't help but say: "Miss, it's time to disperse, the emperor hasn't ...... yet"

"Miss, what are you going to do?" Before she finished her words, she saw Feng Hongshu walking in the direction of the Jinluan Palace, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly reached out to pull it.

Yun Geci sneered: "I have long expected him to hide, you say, what will happen if I break into the temple as a framed victim to cry out for injustice?" ”

No matter what method is used, Xie Ronghua must die!