Great Feast 12

The clear and clear moss is cold, the bright moon sifts the shadows of the flowers, the wind swings the clouds, the quiet dark night falls to the end, the wind still blows up the ashes, falls on the water, rippling with the waves.

Gong Changjue suddenly felt that it was so quiet in front of her, she seemed to have not been like this for a long time, sitting down quietly, blowing the wind, and looking at the moon.

Suddenly there was a delusion in my heart, how good it would be if time stopped in this moment forever.

It's just that as soon as the idea came out, Gong Changjue didn't dare to think about it further.

Chu Ran said,

"Xiqing will attack the Great Zhou in three months at most."

When the palace chief heard this, he was shocked,

"How can it be so fast."

Chu Ranxuan said lightly,

"Beimeng died three days ago."

"And Nanyue is so weak that in a month at most, it will be the same as Beimeng, and it will be taken into the pocket by Xiqing."

Gong Changjue listened to Chu Ranyu's words, and it was difficult to calm down.

"Why isn't there any news coming out of the city?"

Chu Ranxuan said lightly,

"Guan Wushu intercepted all the news halfway and sealed Chang'an, and now in Chang'an, there are only two or three people who know about it."

The sparkling silver water light was reflected on the palace chief's skirt, swaying with the water waves.

The palace chief said,

"Guan Wu forgot what he was going to do."

Chu Ran said,

"If you want to hit Emperor Yuan by surprise, Emperor Yuan only has two sons, Yang Sheng is good at planning, and Yang Lu is good at fighting."

Gong Changjue frowned slightly,

"He wants Yang Lu to fight?"

"But Emperor Yuan may not let Yang Lu go to war, and he can't be willing to let his son go to the battlefield to die for no reason."

Chu Ran said,

"Therefore, I want the Gong family to fall first."

Palace Changjue's face changed slightly, and he looked at Chu Ranxuan.

Chu Ranxuan looked at her,

"That's what your father and uncle meant."

The palace chief said,

"My father and uncle... Have you talked to Guan Wuwu? ”

Chu Ran said,

"I've seen it before the feast."

The palace chief lowered his eyes, but his father and uncle never showed any clues, and she never knew it, were they still unwilling to let her participate?

Chu Ranxuan seemed to be able to see through what she was thinking, and said,

"They were worried that you would be worried too soon, that you would be scared, so they didn't say a word."

The palace chief said,

"Then why did the son tell me?"

Chu Ran smiled,

"Because for them, they only treat you as a child and want to protect you. But I know that these things are within your tolerance and expectations, and you will not be as worried about them as they have guessed. When they protect you like this, they're actually worrying you. ”

Because he knows.

Gong Changjue suddenly looked away from Chu Ranxuan.

The palace chief only pretended to be plain,

"What are you going to do?"

Chu Ran said,

"According to Emperor Yuan's idea, he will take advantage of the loss of real power of the palace family and cut the official position of the palace family."

"It's a pity that Emperor Yuan doesn't know what the palace family means to the three armies and to the world."

"The Gong family did not resist when it was cut from power, he relaxed his vigilance, thinking that the Gong family would not act rashly even if it was cut from office, but he didn't know that the Gong family did not resist when it was cut off power before, because someone was completely prepared and waiting for the situation to turn around, so he didn't care for a while."

Chu Ranxuan's eyes fell on her, and the palace chief knew that he was talking about her.

The palace chief said,

"And what do you guys think?"

Chu Ran said,

"The palace family was cut, under normal circumstances, naturally the face is not good, and the heart is cold, and he is unwilling to fight easily, and Emperor Yuan will naturally think so. When Xiqing is arrogant and presses each other step by step, Emperor Yuan will suddenly realize that there is no palace family, in order to show sincerity and appease the cold palace family, he will send his son to accompany him, in order to show closeness and trust, so as to make use of it, which is Emperor Yuan's consistent style. ”

His words were light, but the palace chief didn't dare to think about it, what had he been through, so that he was so sure that Emperor Yuan would definitely do this.

The palace chief said,

"You're all well planned."

Gong Changjue lowered her eyes, but she wanted to add a bargaining chip.

Chu Ranxuan didn't notice her abnormality, and only said,

"There is one more thing, during these days, Emperor Yuan has been eating Jindan."

When the palace chief heard this, he remembered that at the banquet, Emperor Yuan described it as withered, sometimes like a bell, sometimes short of breath and weak.

It turned out that Emperor Yuan was eating Jindan.

Yes, a person who has always held the power in his own hands, greedily occupies the power, and does not dare to give half of it to his courtiers. A man who wants to keep his land even if he has exhausted his last drop of blood,

How can you not want to live forever and embrace the unification forever.

It's a pity that he thought that Guan Wuwang was his own person and handed everything over to Guan Wuwu with confidence, but he didn't expect that Guan Wuwu would be the one who would hold a knife against his throat the next moment.

Now, the tip of Guan Wuwu's knife had slowly been inserted into his throat, and he didn't know it.

Gong Changjue couldn't help but clench his hands.

The wind passed through the bamboo forest not far away, making a rustling sound.

The palace chief folded Chu Ranyu's clothes and put them in his hand,

"It's late at night, and it's time for the prince to go back."

Chu Ranxing didn't look at her.

His silhouette grew stronger and clearer in the darkness of the night, but it was also seductive enough to tempting the fall, with a bit of coldness and detachment.

Gong Changjue stood up, but she was dizzy, she gently held on to the remnant wall next to her, and after a while, the scene in front of her became clear.

She held the remnant wall under her hand, stood firm a little, and took another step to leave, but listened to the people behind her,

"Gong Changjue, eat more."

His voice had the magnetism of an adult man, but it was extremely indifferent,

"You're too skinny."

He didn't look at her, just looked at the river, as if talking to himself.

Gong Changjue stopped, only to feel that his heart was beating like a drum,

The night breeze was cold to the bone, and she tightened her sleeves.

But he said coldly,

"Don't bother with the world."

She walked away and pushed open the broken door, but she couldn't help but glance back at Chu Ranxuan, he was still in place, the breeze blew up the ashes around him, and he turned a deaf ear, lonely but natural, as if he had experienced it thousands of times.

Gong Changjue suddenly remembered that on the day of the Lantern Festival, he sat alone in the window, pouring himself a drink, the fireworks and lanterns in the sky had nothing to do with him, he was obviously in the hustle and bustle, but he seemed to be not in the same world as the warm lamp.

Lonely and indifferent, cold and detached.

The wind blew through his robe and into his robe, and he didn't glance at the tunic beside him.

His eyes fell on the far distance, but he regarded everything as nothing.

Gong Changjue turned around and didn't dare to look again.

She leaned on the railing and walked cautiously on the bridge, clutching the handkerchief tightly in her hand.

There is probably nothing more gratifying in this world than to regain it.

But tonight, it made her heart palpitate.

Gong Changjue touched the cold railing, and the bridge shook slightly.

When she returned in this life, she carefully wanted to cross the river, thinking that she would never fall into the river again, but in an instant she was shaken by a gust of wind, but when she fell across the river, she was afraid that she would fall into the river and suffocate as she had done in her previous life. Even if she loves this gust of wind, all the time, her heart is pounding.