Li Jun put Sang Guifei down slowly, he suddenly snatched the sword of his entourage and stabbed at Xijing, his hands were full of wounds, plus he tried his best to break the coffin wood just now, in fact, he couldn't use much strength.

Xijing picked up a sword flower, picked up the weapon in his hand, and laughed: "Want revenge? Okay, I'll see if you take revenge first, or if I destroy Nanliang first. ”

After speaking, she snatched Li Jun's fast horse when he came, laughed and left the cemetery.

"I'll kill you for revenge!" Li Jun shouted angrily at her fast-moving back.

The plan to fake his death failed completely, and once this matter reached the ears of Emperor Liang, it would be impossible for them to leave the palace in their lives.

However, on the same night, Emperor Liang died, the palace was in chaos, and no one had the leisure time to care whether the concubine was really dead or fake, failure or success, and the courtiers had long hoped that the bewitching concubine Sang Guifei would be able to get out, and it didn't matter if she died or escaped.

Li Jun can't forgive himself for killing his mother because of his self-righteous cleverness, and he can't understand what she did.

Why, she hates herself so much? An emperor, even if he can't be indifferent to such a thing as assassinating himself, should be accustomed to being prepared in his heart, and he will never hate him because of an assassination.

His brow furrowed, and he couldn't erase his sorrow.

That night he had a strange dream.

A person who can't see clearly should be a woman.

The woman stood still, her tone calm and as if hiding something.

- "You should know that whoever provokes me will not end well, and I may be targeted by me at any time for a little thing." I don't like to be refuted and blocked when I'm doing something, you have to support me completely, I don't think you can do that. ”

- "I am a strict and lenient person with self-discipline, you have to follow me, but I will never follow you in everything." ”

- "I was not allowed to have it before, and I am not allowed to have it in the future, I must have 100 percent, I will not be happy if I have more, and I will be angry if I have less." ”

- "The betrayal of a stranger will surely pay a price." And the betrayal of those who stand by my side will definitely pay ten times the price. ”

An indescribable feeling creeps in the dream, familiar? Unknown?

In the second half of the dream, it was a teenager who couldn't see his face clearly.

His tone was firm.

- "Yes, I can do it." ”

- "But now, I hope for an afterlife. ”

- "I don't want to be with anyone else, I just want to be with you." ”

Then, the dream shattered, and he woke up.

The things in the dream became a little blurry and I couldn't remember clearly. The longer I wake up, the less I remember what I dreamed about, but the residual feeling in my heart can be roughly understood.

An inexplicable weakness of heart, with a little sad feeling.

No matter how much he searched in his memory, he couldn't find anything that could match the number, so he gave up.

Not long after the crown prince registered, fighting broke out on the border.

This time the leader was Jian Mo, the general of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, who bluntly said that he would not accept any negotiation of conditions or surrender.

Southern Liang sent letters to Northern Zhou many times to sue for peace, but either the letters were burned or the envoys were burned.

However, Jian Mo didn't seem to have the intention of attacking directly, camped in the distance of Chengguan, and sent people to disturb the opponent's mentality from time to time.

There is simply no one in the DPRK and China who wants to go to the front line to die at this time.

"Let the minister go." Li Jun stood up, last time for freedom, this time for revenge.