Ming Fu looked at Zhao Nan's attitude, obviously he was messing with 'flowers' outside, hooking up with three and four, but now he came to ask himself angrily, did he blame himself for ruining his good deeds? ! Could it be that all the years of waiting are all in vain The more Ming Fu thought about it, the more angry he became, and slapped Zhao Nan with his backhand.

Mingfu was stunned, Zhao Nan was also stunned, Mingfu looked at his hands incredulously, and he didn't expect that he could do such an impulsive thing.

"What the hell do you want to do?!" Zhao Nan's anger value soared again, and he questioned Ming Fu again.

The more Mingfu thought about it, the more angry she became, and asked rhetorically, "What do you ask me to do?" I should ask you this, and you don't want to look at what you have done here! ”

Zhao Nan was so speechless by Mingfu's words that he couldn't speak for a while, seeing Zhao Nan silently avoiding the question, Mingfu then asked, "Do you know who the 'female' person you were holding just now is?" She is the emperor's 'woman', do you know what you were doing just now? What you've just done is enough to erase all of your current glory, enough to make you even the Nine Clans! ”

"I know." Zhao Nan's voice was hoarse, and he said in a deep voice, he didn't understand what Mingfu said, but he couldn't control himself.

Mingfu was distressed by Zhao Nan's words full of sadness, and her tone softened suddenly: "Do you really have only such a choice, you have so many ladies who like it, Chu Chu, and me, she is not your best choice, and even this is your worst choice, but why do you, it must be like this, can't you look at you and see me." ”

Zhao Nan sighed: "Alas, we, it will never be." ”

"Why?" Mingfu was puzzled.

Zhao Nan pulled Mingfu into the room and brought it to a wall, on which hung a portrait of a beautiful "girl", with a smile on her eyebrows and a smile, very bright and moving, like a real person about to come out of the painting, Zhao Nan looked at Mingfu with a surprised face and looked at this painting.

Zhao Nan stood beside Mingfu and said little by little: "Mingfu, you are not Mingfu, you are my sister, you are Zhao Jin." When I was very young, my sister got lost, and I kept looking for her, but I didn't expect to meet you in Chang'an by mistake. She has the same birthmark on the back of her neck as you, you look at the person in the painting, that's our mother, you see, you and her are carved out of the same mold, you and your mother have looked like since childhood, and still are. ”

Mingfu stood still, her mind blank, she had never had such a ridiculous thing happening before. Sibling? Isn't God really joking with himself? Is she Mingfu or Zhao Jin? Is she a weeping willow on the bank of the Jinling River, or a golden 'flower' in the Chang'an Palace?

Mingfu shook her head, so what did she wait for for so many years? Mingfu took a step back, turned her head and didn't look at the portrait, the truth came too suddenly, she couldn't accept it for a while, Mingfu turned her back to Zhao Nan: "Today's things are too ridiculous, I want to be alone and quiet, you should be quiet, don't do that kind of thing of playing with fire **, and, let you stir up like this, I almost forgot my intention." ”

"Your good brother and the two 'women' escorted by her have been ambushed on the way to the Turks, and now it is unknown whether they are alive or dead, you had better send your henchmen to investigate, maybe you will have time to collect the corpses, and there are more important things, hurry up to the Xuanwu 'Gate', if you don't rush there, history will also repeat itself, only you can save this situation, remember, the more troops you bring, the better."

Zhao Nan was confused by Mingfu's words, what ambush? What is the Xuanwu 'gate'? What history? He seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand: "What do you mean? ”

"Don't ask me how I know, and don't ask why I told you." After speaking, Mingfu turned over quickly, broke out of the window, and hid in black into the night'color', Zhao Nan didn't stop him, but he was still surprised by Mingfu's martial arts, her skills were good, although he knew that he would have some 'flower' fists and embroidered 'legs', but now it seems that most of her hidden true strength, now it seems that the purpose of this 'woman' approaching their group of people is not simple, but she turned out to be her own sister.

Zhao Nan didn't have time to think about it, Xuanwu 'Gate', what a sensitive place, even if he had not experienced such bloody killings before, he could hear from the mouths of the previous generation, that kind of fight was still 'hairy' and terrifying, Zhao Nan felt that there was a 'yin' atmosphere every time he walked through the Xuanwu 'Gate', as if many souls were buried, but since ancient times, the king has been defeated, history is always written by the victor, and the cruel page is covered up, now, will history repeat the mistakes of the past?

Zhao Nan did not dare to slack off in the face of such news, he was the imperial 'guard' and the pillar of Chang'an, now Tang Changyu is not here, and life and death are uncertain, only he can shoulder all the responsibilities.

Zhao Nan immediately anxious about all the government soldiers and the Chang'an Praetorian Guard, there were only two thousand people, but this was all the escort force he could mobilize, in order not to startle the snake, Zhao Nan led everyone to put on night clothes and quietly outflank the Xuanwu 'gate'.

Zhao Nan led everyone to the Xuanwu 'gate', and was startled by the scene in front of him, countless assassins were dressed in white, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night, Zhao Nan took a closer look, it turned out that they were all dressed in filial piety clothes, looking at death as home, and attacking the city 'gate' one after another.

Obviously, the strength of the palace guards in the city 'gate' is relatively weak, and the people in the palace think that being condescending on this high city wall can block all dangers, thinking that no one will fight for their lives and do that kind of thing that they know has no result, but these people in front of them are not like this.

Most of them had their white 'colored' filial piety clothes stained with blood, and even if they were hit by the guards on the city wall, as long as they still had a breath left, they got up and continued to fight, and many of them had already fallen, but those who were still in the battle stepped on the corpses of their partners and climbed up, in order to open the big 'gate' of the Xuanwu 'gate'.

And what made Zhao Nan even more unexpected was that the people at the head turned out to be the usually gentle and frugal prince, and Yang Huai, who disappeared in the fire! The crown prince and Yang Huai sat on their horses one after the other, and they stood on the outskirts of the battlefield, observing the battle situation, waiting for the forward troops to fight a bloody way, and then drove straight into the crown and throne.

Zhao Nan carefully observed the current situation, there were about five hundred people in this group of people at the moment, and according to the current form, it was these assassins who had the upper hand, not only in terms of force, there were many people who were about to climb the city wall, but also in terms of momentum, the assassins actually completely shocked the guards in the palace.

Fortunately, he listened to Mingfu's words, summoned himself and the government soldiers of Tang Changyu's mansion, and had the upper hand in numbers, otherwise it would be difficult to compete with these people with the strength of the Praetorian Guard in his hands alone.

Zhao Nan did not dare to be rash, and led the government soldiers and the Praetorian Guards to outflank some of them earlier, ensuring that no one found their traces, before ordering the assassin to be rounded up.

The first to notice was Yang Huai, many years of combat experience made him deaf and clear, as soon as the Praetorian Guards approached him, his long knife was already unsheathed, and it was easy to end up with the Praetorian Guard who wanted to capture him alive, and the prince immediately reacted and pulled out the long sword in his hand.

Some of the government soldiers and the Praetorian Guards were entangled with Yang Huai and the crown prince, and some of them were fighting at this moment, Zhao Nan also entered the battlefield and entangled with Yang Huai, the assassins' suicidal style of play had exhausted them a little, and the morale of the Praetorian Guards was greatly increased, but it didn't take long to kill many assassins.

Seeing that the situation was gradually reversed, the prince was a little anxious and shouted, "Rush! Rush to Prince Ben! When the crown prince becomes the emperor, I will ensure that you wear gold and silver, eat fragrant food and drink spicy food. ”

As he spoke, the prince beat his horse and galloped towards the Xuanwu 'gate', without hearing Yang Huai shouting behind his back: "Prince, don't!" No! "The prince lacks actual combat experience, but Yang Huai knows that now that the prince is close to the Xuanwu 'gate', although he is close to the end of the battle, because the opponent's forces are too concentrated, the prince will definitely be captured immediately.

Zhao Nan could also see the prince's stupid choice, smiled confidently, and said to Yang Huai: "Although I don't know why you are here, I know that you haven't done anything good, and now you have instigated the prince to rebel. ”

Yang Huai didn't say anything, he should have expected that there would be today, he didn't plan to go back alive this time, although there were still many regrets, but for this regret, he had no choice but to fight to the death.

On the other side, as expected, the prince was quickly captured, but those assassins did not stop attacking the city gate because the Praetorian Guards had important hostages in their hands, but they intensified their efforts, and some people even wanted to come up and kill the prince.

The crown prince looked at the 'intertwined' corpses in front of him, and the blood flow of Chenghe, his brain was blank, back then, was his father facing such a scene? Although he was captured alive, the Praetorian Guards did not dare to slack off, and still wanted to ensure the safety of the prince, the prince looked at the knives that those who were still comrades-in-arms and partners stretched out to him, and his heart was cold.

The 'commotion' of the Xuanwu 'gate' has spread to the palace, Li Shimin didn't expect that the rebel turned out to be the prince he hand-picked, the future successor of the country, Li Shimin was suddenly disappointed, he was in a high position, but there was no trustworthy person, the height was unbearable, even if it was his own son, he also wanted his own 'life', Li Shimin was extremely cold, in the end, who could he entrust this great mountain and river to?

"Kill." Li Shimin said to the person who came to report the news, and gave the most concise and clear instructions.