It wasn't until the moonlight rose over the treetops that several ministers left the south study, and even dinner was hastily served in the south study.

Xu Xiaosi and Xiao Ziqing quarreled all day, and they were still pale until they went out. It was as if a ton of gunpowder was buried between the two, and it ignited at the touch of a button. Xu Longju was afraid that they would make a move in the East Palace, so he nodded and sent the two masters out of the East Palace with a smile.

He Yin fell behind everyone and deliberately slowed down. Under the moonlight, in the weather at the end of March, He Yin still wore a dress with a white fox fur collar rolled around, which looked out of place with the surroundings.

He Yin smiled gently: "Father-in-law Xu, I have been busy with official business recently, and I have not been able to come to visit the grandson concubine, but the grandson concubine is still healthy recently?" ”

Xu Longju was on duty in the Prince's Mansion in his early years, and he had already sharpened the image of a treacherous and cunning fox, and said quietly: "Didn't Lord He see it today, Niangniang is good." ”

The corners of He Yin's mouth hooked a gentle and good-looking arc, although the smile was gentle, but the words were cold: "Father-in-law Xu, the grandson and concubine are the only bloodline of my eldest brother in this world. Grandpa Xu understands what I mean? ”

Xu Longju was naturally thorough, and replied with a smile: "Lord He, His Royal Highness the Taisun has been busy with official business recently, and occasionally he will be in a bad mood, but the old slave sees that this does not affect the relationship between Niangniang and His Royal Highness. Niangniang is the wife of His Royal Highness Ming Media, and she is the master of the slave in any case. ”

He Yin took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and put it in Xu Longju's hand: "My He family will remember my father-in-law's affection." ”

Xu Longju sent He Yin away and turned around and went back to Daonan's study. In the south study, Xiao Zhaoye sat in front of the desk, gently rubbing his eyebrows. Xu Longju hurriedly asked: "Your Highness, the rock sugar white fungus soup sent by Concubine Niangniang is still hot in the small kitchen recently, can the old slave bring it to you?" ”

Xiao Zhaoye pressed his faintly painful eyebrows hard, shook his head and said, "Let's go see her in this palace." ”

Xu Longju hurriedly said: "The old slave will send someone to the Yaohua Hall to inform first." ”

Xiao Zhaoye nodded and waved his hand. As soon as Xu Longju walked to the door of the south study, Xiao Zhaoye stopped him again: "Wait." ”

Xu Longju was stunned.

Xiao Zhaoye sighed and said, "There's no need to send someone to inform you, the palace is just walking." ”

The East Palace is not large, but a palace garden was also built in the palace. Xu Longju walked behind with a lantern, and the warm light shrouded the peonies, moons, and roses in the yard, and the fragrance of flowers was particularly quiet in the moonlight. Xiao Zhaoye looked at this cluster of flowers and was a little distracted. After He Jingying married into the palace, there were a lot of flowers in the Nanjun Palace, and at that time, even if he watched it from afar, he felt that He Jingying belonged to him completely.

But now, doesn't she need these words?

Xiao Zhaoye thought as he reached for the thorny rose in the bushes. The pink petals were ravaged by Xiao Zhaoye in the palm of his hand, and the juice of the petals mixed with the blood of Xiao Zhaoye's palm dripped down.

The pain coming from the palm of his hand, and the sudden extra smell of iron and blood in the air, made him suddenly feel refreshed. He was obviously so good to He Jingying, and he gave her everything good, why did she get farther and farther away?

Xu Longju hurriedly walked over: "Your Highness, this is unacceptable, you have to focus on the jade body." ”

Xiao Zhaoye suddenly came back to his senses, and the anger that had just surged into his heart like a tide was swallowed back alive, leaving the smell of rust in his throat.

Xiao Zhaoye rubbed his face tiredly, when did he not control his emotions like this?

Xu Longju stood aside silently, and after a while, Xiao Zhaoye finally raised his face buried between his palms. He exhaled tiredly: "Let's go, Bengu will walk again." ”

Suddenly, Xiao Zhaoye turned around and asked Xu Longju, "What do you say A-Ying is doing now?" ”

Xu Longju was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Your Highness cares so much about Niangniang, why don't you go and see for yourself." ”

Xiao Zhaoye was noncommittal and walked in the direction of Yaohua Palace.

The dim light of the Yaohua Hall reveals some warmth, which makes people unconsciously approach. But in front of the hall, Xiao Zhaoye paused again. He was afraid, afraid that as soon as this door was opened, he would face the cold hidden under this warmth.

Every time he stepped into the Yaohua Palace, He Jingying would smile slightly, gentle and submissive, just like the day she married herself. But now he was afraid of this kind and obedient appearance. Because he has seen He Jingying's other wanton appearance.

He had seen He Jingying laughing indulgently beside Xiao Lian, and he had seen it, and he could never forget it. That kind of smile was not pretty, not at all what a noble woman should be, but it was as if it had suddenly hit him in the heart. He couldn't catch the palpitations of that moment, because he knew that the smile was not laughing for him.

He had seen He Jingying and Xiao Lian when they were born and died, and at that time, he stood beside them like a third party. But He Jingying is obviously his!

He tried hard to want He Jingying to return to the time that belonged only to him. It's all for him!

Xiao Lian didn't exist in this world in the first place, he went back to where he should have been, so everything should be restored.

Xiao Zhaoye drew a cold arc at the corner of his lips. What belongs to him is right in front of him, isn't it? He raised his feet and walked towards the Yaohua Palace, but the next second his hand froze on the door of the Yaohua Palace.

I only heard Sui Lian's very angry complaint from the Yaohua Palace: "Niangniang, those people in Xuanruo Pavilion are really kicking their noses in the face, today the slave maid went to the Internal Affairs Office to pick up satin, and met the snow willow next to Xu Liangdi, that snow willow actually had to be picked first, and what did you say let me get used to it first, Niangniang, you said this is not ......"

He Jingying frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Shut up, I said that if you are arranging the master, I will slap your mouth." ”

Sui Lian said aggrievedly: "Niangniang, I didn't arrange the master." That's not ...... Mother, are you really not in a hurry at all? If Xuan Ruoge's that one really ......"

He Jingying's eyes swept over Sui Lian, and Sui Lian was immediately silenced. I only heard He Jingying say lightly: "Your Highness has His Royal Highness's own considerations, even if His Highness wants to appoint Xu Peirong as the princess, it should be." ”

He Jingying's voice was faint and unwavering, but it made Xiao Zhaoye, who was outside the door, like a lightning strike.

You're welcome? Does she think so? Not angry at all? Even...... Doesn't matter?

It was as if an invisible hand was stuck in Xiao Zhaoye's neck, making him forget to breathe for a moment.

Frustration, unwillingness, doubt, these emotions that should not appear all appeared in his heart. What is her place in her heart? Does it just matter? It's just the grandson of the East Palace?

Xiao Zhaoye still remembers that on the day of the wedding, he lifted her skull, her eyes flashed with a glimmer, and a canine tooth was revealed when she smiled. That happy smile, she's already given it to another person, right?

Severe headaches, mountains and tsunamis, accompanied by headaches, there are countless itching on the body. Xiao Zhaoye tightened his teeth, turned around and ran towards the Chonghua Palace.

The cold breath in the Chonghua Hall came to his face.

That cold breath made him experience every bit of pain in that void. In that world, time is infinitely extended, he can only walk, and if he doesn't, he will end up frozen to death there. He kept walking, and when he came to his feet, blisters appeared, and his skin and flesh were cracked, and blood was imprinted on the cold sand step by step along the soles of his feet.

Who helped him at that time?

What was He Jingying doing at that time? Is she snuggling into the arms of another person and laughing?

Who else in the world remembered him at that time? No one cares about him at all! No one will remember him! As long as he has this skin, anyone can be him!

Xiao Zhaoye grinded his back molars and asked for a while, "Who is on duty today?" Why is there no light? ”

is an ordinary question, but it is like a ghost crying out in hell with a yin wind.

Xu Longju was so shocked that he didn't say anything for a long time.

Without waiting for Xu Longju to answer, Xiao Zhaoye had already spit out two other words from his teeth: "Kill." ”

Xu Longju knelt down as soon as his knees weakened, but before he had time to intercede for the unlucky little eunuch, Xiao Zhaoye had already entered the Chonghua Hall and closed the door heavily.

The coldness of the Chonghua Hall came from the soles of his feet, and through his phalanges snaked up his tibia, and the coldness was like maggots crawling down his femur and up his spine. Xiao Zhaoye trembled uncontrollably and slid down the cold walls of the Chonghua Hall and sat on the ground. He curled his legs tightly, letting his hunched back against the wall.

But the cold didn't intend to let him go, and it ran down his spine and into his brain, causing pain to climb from his temples to the top of his head.

"Nobody likes you."

"Give up struggling, you'll never get someone to praise you."

"You used to be known as a prodigy, but now you're a straw bale that accomplishes nothing."

"You are not even as good as your father, why do you sit in the position of the grandson?"

He could clearly see the contempt hidden in the hearts of everyone who smiled and flattered him.

"You can't do anything, you can't write well, you can't do martial arts, except for being able to write a few words, you can't even read sage books."

"Fortunately, there is still this palace, so you don't need to stand in front of the minister to be embarrassed."

The first prince's scolding is still in his ears. Bloodshot crept up Xiao Zhaoye's eyes, as if the soul of the former prince was standing in front of him again.

"My father asked you to bring troops here, why can't you even transfer a single soldier? Why are you so useless!! You go to the barracks to transfer troops, and not a single soldier follows you! What's your use? If you are not defeated, you will let people burn your palace, and you will not forgive you even if you go to hell to be your father! You killed your father! ”

Xiao Zhaoye hugged his head tightly, squatting in the corner of the wall and shaking one after the other. "Nope! I didn't! I went to transfer the troops, and I almost died in the barracks, and I managed to escape! I didn't hurt you! I didn't!!! ”

Xiao Zhaoye raised his bloodshot eyes, saw the bottle of tranquilizer on the shelf, and crawled over the cold ground with his hands and feet. He picked up the tranquilizer and poured out a scarlet pill and put it in his mouth.

The limbs were suddenly filled with another itchy feeling. He exhaled a hot breath from his mouth. This heat caused the coldness in the body to gradually melt. The heat and cold collided with each other in his head, and he couldn't help but shake his head and grin.

It was as if in this moment he was redeemed. His body was filled with power, and the scolding was driven away by the power in his body. He propped himself on the table and crumpled the rice paper on the desk tightly in his hands.

The cold is gone, but the heat comes from the deepest part of the soul. He seemed to be roasted on a fire, as if he could smell the burning smell of his skin after being roasted by the fire, but he didn't feel pain, only felt endless power gathering in his body.

At this time, the door of the Chonghua Hall was gently pushed open by a eunuch. He came to top the class of the eunuch who didn't light the Chonghua Hall because he didn't light it. He walked into the Chonghua Hall tremblingly, just to light the lamp in the hall before he was killed by the rod. Unexpectedly, as soon as the little eunuch walked in the door, he saw Xiao Zhaoye's bloodshot eyes shaped like ghosts.

The little eunuch couldn't hold back for a while, screamed out, and the fire candle in his hand fell to the ground with a "click".

The little eunuch was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he fell to his knees tremblingly, and crawled backwards to the door.

But before he could climb out the door, the red-lacquered wooden door behind him was slammed shut.

The little eunuch was a spirit, and an arm behind him went around the back of his neck, twisting his jaw, forcing his neck to bend back, looking at the man standing beside him condescendingly.

Xiao Zhaoye's snort was hot, mixed with an unpleasant and strange smell of medicine, and sprayed on the little eunuch's face. Xiao Zhaoye asked hoarsely, "Do you belong to this palace?" ”

The little eunuch's mind was blank, and he only heard himself tremble and replied, "Slave...... Minion...... Slaves are the ...... of Chonghua Palace"

Xiao Zhaoye's hand clamping the little eunuch's jaw tightened again: "This palace asks you, do you belong to this palace?" ”

The little eunuch had long been frightened by Xiao Zhaoye, and could only answer mechanically: "Yes...... Be...... The slave is the one of the Chonghua Palace. ”

The little eunuch was only eleven or twelve years old, and he was born with red lips and white teeth, which was the age when men and women could not distinguish between men and women. Xiao Zhaoye's rough fingers stroked the little eunuch's white side neck.

Xiao Zhaoye's weirdly red lips grinned with an inexplicable smile: "This palace asks you, are you from this palace." ”

The little eunuch was enlightened, and finally understood what was about to happen. His face turned pale and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Your Highness spares your life! Your Highness spares your life! Your Highness spares your life! The little eunuch knelt on the ground, kowtowed his head vigorously, and broke his forehead through the carpet, and blood flowed down the corners of his forehead.

The little eunuch didn't know that the ghostly person in front of him had long lost his senses, only the instinct rising in his body, and the scorching heat that was eager to break through his body.

The blood of the little eunuch did not make Xiao Zhaoye feel the slightest pleasure, but aroused another beastly nature buried in his body. He grabbed the little eunuch's neck and slammed him harder to the ground, and a roar gushed out from Xiao Zhaoye's chest: "Didn't you say that you were from this palace!" Then give your life to Hongu! Why hide! Why hide from Hongu! ”

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