Yongde Xi Gong Jiangshan died (4)

The palace chief was walking on the road, but was secretly chased by someone.

The palace chief pretended to be okay and quickened his pace, but the people behind him chased even closer.

In the alley, a woman's scream rang out.

The white-clothed assassin of the Dark Pavilion knelt in front of Chu Ran's door,

"Pavilion master, your subordinates are not doing things well, you ordered that if Miss Gong goes out, she will definitely accompany her to protect her, but the prince ordered someone to chase Miss Gong, it seems that the knife is going to be killed, and the thrown sword almost stabbed Miss Gong, but fortunately it only hit Miss Gong's cone cap, and it didn't really hurt Miss Gong."

"Then the gangster fled, and the subordinates were in a hurry to chase the gangster, but they unconsciously lost Miss Gong."

Chu Ranyu walked out of the door, the corner of his robe skipped the threshold, and the palm wind that pushed the door was particularly strong, hitting the face of the person with a straight pain, but the kneeling person didn't dare to say a word.

Chu Ran's eyes were dark,

"Say what you say, say it again."

Kneeling humanity,

"The subordinates lost Miss Gong with them, and the people who went to find Miss Gong have not yet bound the news back, whether the subordinates are alive or dead, they are willing to be disposed of by the pavilion master."

Chu Ran said angrily,

"Find, look for it immediately, let all the people in the dark pavilion find it."

"Yes!"

Chu Ranxuan turned around and took the sword, her life is full of dangers, there will be continuous disasters before the age of nineteen, there will be a catastrophe at the age of nineteen, and the chance of surviving it is slim, if Yang Sheng finds something, he will kill her...

Chu Ranxuan didn't even dare to think about it anymore.

The girl in Luoyufang is still on the high pavilion, with a thin skirt in a summer shirt, sighing sadly,

"Not close to the noise, the tender green pool hides the sleeping ducks,"

"Natural and elegant, pale poplar willow with roosting crows. The golden lotus damaged the peony buds, and the hosta grabbed the tulip stand. The night was cool and the moss was slippery, and the dew was soaking through the Limbo socks. ”

"Oh yes - I Chang Jue has lived all my life, I am worthy of heaven and earth, and I am worthy of all the people, why did I suffer this catastrophe and want me to lose my life - "

"Falling red into a array, the wind is sorrowful, the pond is dreaming, and the threshold is quitting."

"The butterfly powder is lightly stained with flying snow, and the fragrance of swallow mud provokes the dust of flowers."

Yang Sheng stepped out of the carriage, and his face was more and more lined with gorgeous clothes, but there was no half-youthful appearance in his eyes.

Yang Sheng walked in front of the palace chief and stretched out his hand to unveil the palace chief jue, and the palace chief said,

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, if you know who I am, why did you lift my veil?"

Yang Sheng looked at her eyes, they were still beautiful and outstanding, like a pair of beautiful eyes like a hibiscus out of clear water, but they did not have the stubbornness and weakness they had when they first met, and some were just indifferent.

The moment she said that she would never fall into the dust, his heart had never beaten so fast.

She confronted her, and the ambition she showed told him that she would only be with the most noble man in the world.

She didn't know how fast his heart was beating.

That's what he wants to be the most after enduring humiliation for nearly ten years, being a foil and springboard for nearly ten years.

He suddenly wanted to get the idea of a woman, and he couldn't sleep day and night.

All the eruptions that had been dormant before the night were not because he felt the time had come, but because she gave birth to his ambitions.

He always knew what he wanted, so he didn't care about everything in front of him, he wanted the position of the Ninety-Five Supreme, he wanted the country to come to the ministers, and all the people worshipped.

Don't be in a way anymore.

The palace chief is his ambition.

Palace Changjue looked straight at Yang Sheng,

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not yet achieved fame, so he should not be here at this moment."

Yang Sheng's hand clenched, slowly put it down, and stared at the palace chief jue,

"For two months at most, Hongu will give you everything you want."

The palace chief said,

"Then Your Highness thinks that the courtiers should be exchanged for something."

YANG Shengdao,

"This palace wants you."

The wind became strong in an instant, and the clothes were flying, but the two looked at each other, Gong Changjue's eyes were still as cold and bright as a cold night, and Yang Sheng looked at her, but his eyes were full of possessiveness.

The palace chief said,

"Your Highness is not afraid that my palace family will become a relative and take the opportunity to take power?"

YANG Shengdao,

"Afraid?"

"If you were afraid, this palace would not sit in this position."

Gong Changjue's hair fluttered in the wind,

"What does Your Highness think, the courtiers will definitely agree."

YANG Shengdao,

"Because of the Gong family."

"In your eyes, the most important thing is the Gong family, isn't it?"

Gong Changjue's eyes widened slightly, and the cold light was pressing.

YANG Shengdao,

"Your fake death is nothing more than to make the palace family reinstated, so that the people can pity the palace family, so that they can empathize, so that the father and emperor can't get off the stage, forcing him to bow his head and admit his mistakes, so that the status of the palace family can return to the past, or even more than before."

The palace chief said,

"So what? If we don't grasp the momentum of public opinion and don't occupy the high ground of public opinion, how can we resurrect it, people don't do it for themselves, and the heavens and the earth will be destroyed. Even if I did, so what? ”

Yang Sheng took a step closer, and Gong Changjue took a few steps back.

YANG Shengdao,

"If you want to guard the palace family, then the palace will promise you that the palace family will be safe and prosperous, and this will be the dowry of the palace."

The veil on the palace chief's face was blown by the wind and fell to the ground, revealing a bright and dusty face.

Yang Sheng stared at her closely, as if he wanted to see her through.

Palace Changjue clenched his hands, now that Yang Sheng is already the crown prince, he has the opportunity to fight against Emperor Yuan, and fight against the dragon and tiger. She said before that she would only marry the most noble man in the world. So if Yang Sheng has the idea of being the most noble person, he will definitely compete with Emperor Yuan more fiercely for power and grasp the court.

In this case, it is better to promise Yang Sheng, and then talk about it when the time comes, she was caught by Yang Sheng in front of her, and it is already inevitable, she promised to come down, find a way to live, and then talk about the future.

The palace chief said,

"Courtiers are only wives and not concubines, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to marry courtiers, he must greet him with the courtesy of the queen."

Yang Sheng had a smile in his eyes,

"Okay, this palace promises you."

Gong Changjue looked at the two people around her who had arrested her, and said,

"Then can His Royal Highness the Crown Prince let these two let go of the courtiers?"

Yang Sheng waved his hand, and the two let go of the palace chief's trick.

The palace chief said,

"When the courtiers return today, not only will the palace family be intact, but also the people who will make the palace family in danger pay the price, but I am afraid that this one, His Royal Highness will not allow it."

That person was Emperor Yuan, and when he heard this, Yang Sheng's eyes did not change.

Gong Changjue calculated in his heart, if Yang Sheng agreed, then father and son would kill each other, you would live or die, and there would be no mercy, if Yang Sheng did not agree......

I'm afraid, even if I hesitate, it's impossible not to agree.

Yang Sheng has lived in humiliation in the palace for so many years, as a father, Emperor Yuan treats him indifferently, and has no mother to plan for it, his brothers are on the wall, and the palace people worship high and low, and they have already distorted their minds, how can they not hate Emperor Yuan, after all, Emperor Yuan, but the murderer of Zheng Jieyu.

Although he is a father, he is also a mother-killing enemy, not to mention, he is still relatively indifferent for ten years, and he has no feelings and only a resentful father.

How could an unscrupulous person like Yang Sheng make Emperor Yuan the emperor without any guilt. Moreover, Emperor Yuan was about to die, and Yang Sheng thought that Emperor Yuan was returning to the light, dying early and dying late, but only a few days. There must be no mercy.

Yang Sheng was silent for a moment, and said,

"Hongu promised you."

The palace chief said,

"Your Highness let me go, and when Your Highness is successful, the courtiers will never let go of the opportunity to make friends with Your Highness. His Highness does not need to worry about the courtiers leaving. ”

Yang Sheng's attendant picked up the veil of the palace chief, Yang Sheng took it, and handed it to the palace chief.

The palace chief did not answer,

"Your Highness is moving like this, the courtiers only think that they are here to kill the courtiers."

YANG Shengdao,

"Not anymore."

Gong Changjue turned around, and didn't touch the veil handed over by Yang Sheng,

"That'll be fine."

Gong Changjue left, and Yang Sheng's hand holding the veil hung down.

The palace chief entered the back door of the palace house. Yang Sheng was still holding the veil and standing in place.

Since the morning, the ballad adapted from the princess has been sung one by one, and the adapted ballad has not ended with Chang Jue becoming the frost flower fairy, but ending with returning to the mortal dust.

It is for the sake of everyone's regret and regret for the two of Chu Palace.

In reality, it can't be realized, but in songs, it can probably be realized one by one.

The tune is soft, such as being drunk at the head, and the words are sad, like looking at the moon and thinking about people on the floor, but people do not return.

Everyone couldn't help but be drunk and worried, when Chang Jue died tragically, the wicked were in charge, angry and hurt.

When the Jade Emperor granted amnesty and Chang Jue returned, he was very happy, but he was even more happy and sad, after all, in reality, the two people in the Chu Palace were dead and had no power to return to heaven.

There will never be such a good ending as in the ballad.

"The spring mood is short, the willow silk is long, and the people are far away from the flowers. The incense eliminated the gold powder of the Six Dynasties and reduced the spirit of Sanchu. ”

Palace Chief Jue stepped upstairs, Chu Ranxuan lifted his sword from the second floor into the Qingfeng Pavilion Tianzi private room, and slammed the door, but there was no one.

The palace chief walked to the tower where he could directly look at the high pavilion of Luoyufang.

Chu Ranyu pushed open the door of the building, and the cold wind blew, making people's hearts tremble.

He clenched his sword and looked in all directions, the crowd downstairs was bustling, and the high pavilion was singing not far away.

"The frost is clear and the waves are clear, and the yellow leaves are under the white dew. The road is high and winding; The four wild winds come and go. ”

"The Jade Emperor gave me Langjun, where is it?"

Gong Changjue stood on the balcony and looked at the servant singing on the opposite side.

"Don't hear the sound of the yellow dog, it is difficult to pass the red leaf poem, the post chief does not meet the plum blossom envoy, go to the country alone for three thousand miles, and return to twelve o'clock in one day. Look at the railing, listen to the sound of the river, and see the uneven scenery. ”

The palace chief stroked the fence and looked out.

Chu Ranxuan stood on the platform of the Qingfeng attic with his sword.

The quiet voice of the servant is soft,

"Ah, isn't this the scholar I saw before returning to Huangquan?"

"Hey, this young lady is so familiar."

Gong Changjue and Chu Ranxuan looked at each other, looking at each other from a distance across the sea of people and the long street.

Someone sings white,

"It's not love at first sight, before I Chang Jue died, the prisoner car passed the market, and the new champion just hairpin, the prisoner car blocked the way, so unlucky, this person, but did not blame me for being a sinner, only handed me a Qinglian handkerchief, taught me to wipe my face clean, so youthful, clean, and decently to die, in order to be able to reincarnate well."

"Look at that Qinglian handkerchief, huh? How was it born in my hand? ”

"Today, when I am obviously not dead, I don't meet him, so I don't meet this handkerchief, why is this handkerchief in my hands?"

Chu Ranxuan looked at the palace chief, and in the faint sunset, his silhouette crossed a layer of golden light and shadow.

The palace chief's eyes shone in the glow,

She wrote this play.

How could she not know the origin of that Qinglian handkerchief.

The handkerchief of Qinglian appeared in the first encounter, and he didn't get his heart up, but she fell because of it.

This is true both in and out of the play.