Chapter 208: Cold Palace

Shen Cuobai recalled the memory of "Hongyan Old" in his mind, his frowning brows became more and more solemn, even the tea cup in his hand was pinched tightly, and the joints of his fingers were slightly white.

"Send someone to keep an eye on Yonghe Palace, and if you find anything wrong, report it immediately!"

"Yes!" Cheng An should bear the effort, Shen Cuobai has already left the imperial study and headed towards the Hall of Eternal Life.

Seeing Shen Cuobai coming in, Youyou and An Yang both retreated with interest. Wei Zhaohua raised his eyes, put down the book in his hand, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Done with the affairs of the imperial study?" Wei Zhaohua asked softly, although he had told Cheng An that he didn't have to tell Shen Cuobai that he had been to the imperial study, but Cheng An was the person next to Shen Cuobai after all, and even if he said it, there was nothing wrong with it.

Shen Cuobai stepped forward and gently hugged Wei Zhaohua, "Well, Sui Chen is back again." ”

Wei Zhaohua flashed a trace of surprise, no wonder this Sui Chen said that Wei Zhaohua would definitely go to Daduan, it turned out that he didn't plan to let Wei Zhaohua go at all! As soon as Wei Zhaohua wanted to explain, Shen Cuobai already understood.

"I already know about the token, it represents the noble identity of the Daduan Prince, you have to be extra careful during this time, don't be stolen by that Sui Chen." Shen Cuobai let go of Wei Zhaohua and said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Wei Zhaohua smiled, but his face gradually became red, "I know." ”

"Why did you suddenly think of the old red face?" Shen Cuobai changed the conversation and asked softly.

"Maybe I was mistaken, and I saw a person in the Imperial Garden who looked seven or eight points like me. My mother is only me and my brother, and I will definitely not be related by blood. I think it's supposed to be me thinking a lot, and the appearance is not my own, so even if it is similar, there should be no problem. ”

Wei Zhaohua said it lightly, but the more Shen Cuobai listened, the more heavy he felt. He hadn't seen anyone similar to Wei Zhaohua in the palace for so long, and now it seemed that he really had a purpose.

"Hongyan is a forbidden drug, and the user can only save his face for three months, and after three months, the whole face will fester."

Shen Cuobai and Wei Zhaohua explained, Wei Zhaohua nodded, "In the end, it is still your own things that have been kept for a long time, and no matter what method you use, if it is not your own, it is not your own." "[¥ ~& Better update faster]

Shen Cuobai nodded, "Things are complicated during this time, and I don't have time to come over to accompany you." I heard from them that you have been in the temple, why don't you go out and walk around today? ”

Wei Zhaohua and Shen Cuobai walked towards Bai Xu Pavilion, because it was almost summer, lotus flowers had already grown in the lake next to Bai Xu Pavilion.

"Time flies, it's summer again." Wei Zhaohua smiled faintly, because it hadn't rained for a long time, the weather seemed a little stuffy.

The two of them walked hand in hand in the Bai Xu Pavilion, and many palace people stole envy or jealousy, but Wei Zhaohua just didn't see it.

"Do you remember when we first met?" Shen Cuobai suddenly asked, Wei Zhaohua thought about it, when he saw Shen Cuobai in this life, he was still on the roof of the Wei Mansion, and he was excited

Dong stepped forward and hugged Shen Cuobai's body directly.

"It's been almost a year, and I really feel like I'm away from home."

Shen Cuo was white but silent, and glanced lightly at the Jade Palace not far away in his eyes. If it's just one year, I'll wait for you for eight years.

Wei Zhaohua looked around, because he hadn't been here for some days, Wei Zhaohua had become extraordinarily novel. Behind the tree not far away, a figure flashed, and Wei Zhaohua could see clearly, that person was the person he met in the imperial study!

Seeing Wei Zhaohua staring at a place in a daze, Shen Cuobai also looked along, but he couldn't see anything.

"What's wrong?"

Wei Zhaohua slowly shook his head, "It's okay, I haven't had a good rest recently, and I always feel tired." ”

"In that case, let's go back first, and come back later." Shen Cuobai comforted softly, Wei Zhaohua's face was slightly pale, and he looked a little more pity.

Returning to the Hall of Eternal Life and sending Shen Cuobai away, Wei Zhaohua still had palpitations in his heart. The man's face really made her a little curious.

At night, Wei Zhaohua blew out the lights, changed into night clothes, and quietly opened the door. An Yang had been waiting outside for a long time, and the two of them were wearing night clothes, gradually disappearing into the darkness.

"County Lord, where are we going?" An Yang followed Wei Zhaohua's side and asked softly, although the palace was still lit at night, it was dim and dark, and it seemed a little mysterious.

Wei Zhaohua and the two of them avoided the bright place, "Go to the cold palace!" ”

An Yang wanted to step forward to dissuade him, but when he saw the firmness in Wei Zhaohua's eyes, he still held back what he wanted to say. Keeping up with Wei Zhaohua's footsteps, the figures of the two became more and more lonely.

When it came to the cold palace, it was even darker, and only a lamp was lit on the door of the cold palace. Under the flickering light, An Yang's heart trembled. "County Lord, why don't you come back during the day?"

Wei Zhaohua shook his head, "If you're afraid, why don't you go back first," Wei Zhaohua stood in front of the door of the cold palace, looking at the palace seriously, although he looked a little lonely, he could still see the grandeur. Before it became a cold palace, there must have been a favored concubine living here.

An Yang swallowed his saliva, forcibly suppressed the tension in his heart, and looked at Wei Zhaohua's still calm appearance, and his heart relaxed a little. Wei Zhaohua just wanted to raise his hand to knock on the door of the cold palace, when a dart flew over not far away, just at Wei Zhaohua's feet.

"Who!" An Yang shouted, but no one responded.

Wei Zhaohua looked around, his sharp eyes swept around, and finally landed on the dart on the ground. It took a little effort to pull out the dart, and there was a note tied to it, stained with a little dust.

Wei Zhaohua stretched out his hand to open it, and the handwriting on it came into view.

"Let's go!" The handwriting is sloppy, even with a bit of ghostly feeling, and it is a little more cool.

An Yang was even more frightened when he saw the handwriting on it, and his legs were already trembling. "County Lord, do you want to?"

"Who's in the shadows? If you're human, why are you dodging?" Wei Zhaohua

Saying loudly to the empty surroundings, An Yang held his breath, but only the wind responded.

"Woohoo! Whew! There was a sound from inside the cold palace, which frightened An Yang to take a few steps back. Wei Zhaohua was also startled, this was a woman's cry. In the cold palace, there really lives a person with a disfigured face? Wei Zhaohua stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the door of the cold palace, but suddenly a black shadow flashed and fell in front of the two people.

Wei Zhaohua and An Yang pushed back a few steps together, looking at the comer, a little more panicked in their hearts. Wei Zhaohua and An Yang don't know martial arts, if they do, they can only barely deal with a weak woman or a child, now looking at this person, I'm afraid that Wei Zhaohua and An Yang have no power to fight back at all.

"Lord Zhaohua!" Just when Wei Zhaohua and An Yang were worried, the man opened his mouth gently, turned around, and looked at the two of them with a smile, "I have always heard that the county lord of Zhaohua is bold, but I don't want the county lord of Zhaohua to dare to come to the cold palace in the middle of the night?" Does the county lord of Zhaohua know how many unjustly killed concubines are trapped in this cold palace? ”

Wei Zhaohua sneered, "Elegy? Or late autumn? I don't even know what to call you until now. The saintess of the Big-end witchcraft? Your Y-I'R0NG technique looks a little more real than the so-called red face old. ”

Wanqiu glanced at Wei Zhaohua lightly and didn't say much. "Even if the county lord of Zhaohua knows more, so what? After tonight, you, like Wei Shaoyun, will die! ”

Wei Zhaohua was a little curious when he heard that Late Autumn suddenly mentioned Wei Shaoyun, but Late Autumn didn't give Wei Zhaohua time to react at all, and attacked Wei Zhaohua directly. Although An Yang was afraid in his heart, he still hurriedly protected Wei Zhaohua behind him.

The imaginary pain did not come as promised, and when An Yang opened his eyes, Wanqiu was tearing up with another man in black. Wei Zhaohua looked at all this coldly, and also understood what was going on with Wei Shaoyun that Late Autumn was talking about, because at this moment, he was fighting with Late Autumn, even if he covered his face, he could recognize it clearly, who else was not Wei Shaoyun?

"Let's go!" Wei Shaoyun resisted the late autumn offensive with difficulty, turned around and said loudly to Wei Zhaohua and An Yang.

An Yang reacted tremblingly, and was about to pull Wei Zhaohua away. Late autumn snorted coldly, no longer entangled with Wei Shaoyun, a sword stabbed over, Wei Shaoyun couldn't dodge, and was in the center.

Wei Shaoyun struggled in pain, and when she pulled out the sword in her hand in late autumn, Wei Shaoyun fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.

An Yang watched Wei Shaoyun die under the sword of Late Autumn, and watched Late Autumn walking towards him step by step, knowing that he couldn't escape today, so he hurriedly protected Wei Zhaohua behind him.

"If you want shā're:n...... Just kill me....... Let go of my county lord! Anyang said loudly, closing his eyes and waiting for the late autumn to make a move.

Late Autumn snorted coldly and didn't take it to heart. Wei Zhaohua looked at Wanqiu and asked calmly, "If you kill me, Shen Cuobai will not let you go, and your identity will be made public." ”

The corners of Wanqiu's mouth were hooked, and a trace of disgust flashed in the bewitching peach blossom eyes, "Who said that I killed you."

, obviously the dead Wei Shaoyun. Your sisters have always been at odds, Wei Shaoyun hijacked you here and killed you, I was just too late to save the car, but in the end I also killed Wei Shaoyun, such an explanation, who can say anything? ”

"So you calculated it early in the morning? You made people look like me with a red face, just to attract me over? Wei Zhaohua asked, delaying as much time as possible, in case a guard passing by at night, at least he could hold on to his life.

Late Autumn seemed to have already seen Wei Zhaohua's intentions, "I don't have so much leisure to let you discover our plan!" ”

After speaking, a sword stabbed in late autumn.

(End of chapter)