The next day, someone in the palace said that the former concubine in the Yilan Palace had fallen ill with madness. These words reached Yin Chenglu's ears, but after half a cup of tea, all the palace eunuchs who were talking about Yilan Hall in vain had their tongues cut out.

Snowy and snowy, Yin Chenglu stood quietly outside the Yilan Hall wearing a snow-white fox fur, his feet seemed to be deeply immersed in the snow and stagnated, only staring at the locked palace door in a daze.

The person in that door is the only concern he has had in his heart for many years, and now he is firmly in power, but her heart has changed.

Recalling that four years ago, he personally brought Mu Yan into this place, and he said: "When I succeed in the future, I will see the prosperity of the society with you." He kept his old vows, but she hated him like a tiger and a wolf.

What has changed between them?

Mu Yan leaned against the door, she knew that Yin Chenglu was outside, as long as she was willing to bow to him, she could live, and she could live a dazzling life.

But she wouldn't.

Mu Yan lowered his eyes, and a tear quietly fell on his palm and turned into mist. There was a fishy smell between his lips and teeth, and his bitten lips, blood stains and saliva were swallowed into his throat, and he choked as if he was stuck in his throat.

At lunchtime, someone came to deliver food to Mu Yan. Mu Yan sat quietly in front of the dressing table, looking through the bronze mirror at the person behind him who pushed the door in.

The person who came took off the thick cloak and walked to Mu Yan's side with a food box, and a cold and arrogant woman's face was reflected in the bronze mirror.

Yin Yufu, the eldest princess of Jing'an. If there is another person in this imperial city who is so bad that Yin Chenglu has a headache and can't be killed, it's only her.

She is the younger sister of Yin Chenglu's mother, but she has only been close to Yin Yi since she was a child, Yin Chenglu forced the palace and killed Yin Yi, and her hatred for this brother who killed the king and seized the throne was no less than Mu Yan.

Yin Yufu's slender jade hand was on a pearl hairpin in the makeup box that looked a little old, she remembered that when Mu Yan entered the palace with Yin Chenglu four years ago, she wore this hairpin.

The tacit understanding between them has long been beyond the ordinary sister-in-law, Mu Yan held the hairpin tightly, and her fingertips touched the tail of the hairpin, and she was instantly stabbed with blood.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Yin Chenglu held a banquet in the palace, and hundreds of officials congratulated together, as if the palace change before the moon had never happened.

Yin Chenglu on the seat raised a glass to invite everyone to drink, but the Queen Mother Liu lingered on the sick bed for many days and was unable to attend. Su Yuan and Yin Yufu sat down separately, and the other concubines sat on the side seats.

After some passionate compliments from the officials, Yin Yufu raised her glass and said with a smile: "Yufu also respects the emperor's brother." ”

The attendant poured Yin Chenglu full of wine, and Yin Chenglu stared at Yin Yufu, as if to see through the conspiracy hidden behind her pretended calm face.

Yin Chenglu hesitated, and Yin Yufu's hand holding the wine glass hung stiffly in the air. Su Yu secretly sneered, she had been unhappy with this arrogant and conceited eldest princess for a long time.

If she was in Suri, Yin Yufu would never have dealt with Yin Chenglu so patiently, but today is different.

After a long time, Yin Chenglu held up the cup and asked jokingly: "I don't know what Yufu wants to pay tribute to the emperor's brother?" ”

"Brother Yufuhe, the emperor, is happy."

"Huh?" Yin Chenglu's eyes flashed with essence, and he was very much looking forward to what this sister would do under his nose.

Yin Yufu tilted her neck, drank all the contents of the cup, and said, "Yufu has a gift to give to the imperial brother, and the imperial brother will definitely like it!" ”

"Really?" Yin Chenglu put away his inquiring eyes and said, "I am very expected, so let's present it!" ”

Yin Yufu smiled secretly, stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers, and the sound of silk and bamboo drums sounded from nowhere.

Everyone looked fixedly, and a group of palace ladies holding instrumental music came from the depths of the palace, surrounded by a red-clothed dancer.

The heavy snow stained the entire imperial city, the red shadows in the snow fluttered, Mu Yan's face became clearer and clearer, the deep hatred in her eyebrows appeared from time to time, and there were too many complex emotions mixed with enchanting and charming, even if she had tried her best, she could no longer dance the style of the year.

It's her! Everyone who knew Mu Yan sighed, Su Yuan tried her best to suppress her fluctuating emotions, wasn't that day's words enough to defeat her?

Yin Chenglu had a calm face, and he couldn't see joy or sorrow. He had already sniffed out a fishy smell of conspiracy, but he was reluctant to expose it.

Sure enough, as soon as the dance came to an end, Mu Yan's sharp hairpin hidden in his red sleeves suddenly approached Yin Chenglu's throat......

"Escort! Hurry up! The shrill voice of the inner prison resounded throughout the palace, and the timid palace concubines were frightened and scattered, Yin Chenglu did not dodge or hide, and calmly greeted him, and the guards rushed over with knives, but they were retreated by a look from Yin Chenglu.

"You want to kill me?" Yin Chenglu looked at Mu Yan, Mu Yan closed his eyes and deliberately didn't look at him, and the hand holding the pearl hairpin trembled a little.

Yin Chenglu's cold big palm covered Mu Yan's wrist, forcing the bead hairpin in her hand closer to his throat, "Hate me so much?" ”

Yin Chenglu saw Mu Yan's lips half open, he didn't know what to say, but before he could say it, he suddenly fell into his arms, and the bead hairpin in his hand fell to the ground and broke into two.

Strands of blood soaked the snow for many days, spreading to the unknown end.

Behind her, Su Yuan was holding a sharp sword in both hands, and the tip of the sword was still dripping with blood......