Yan Liwu was so surprised that he couldn't say anything after asking in a loud voice, and he looked at Wen Moqing dumbfounded, and the expression on his face couldn't tell whether he was happy or questioning.

Wen Moqing was still light-eyed, and his tone was dull: "Can't you?" Do you think my mission is just to find things for the emperor? ”

"How deep is your identity?" Yan Li muttered to himself, and his eyebrows frowned slightly, "At first, I only thought that you were some kind of chivalrous warrior or a minion of the imperial court, and you washed the Qinglian Palace in blood for the sake of orders; Later, I learned that you are the young master of Junzilou and the emperor's confidant, and your enmity with King Qinglian is as deep as the sea, and the killer of the king is to take revenge; Later, what roster and jade seals appeared, I began to understand your purpose, whether you hated the Qinglian King or was loyal just to complete the task assigned by the emperor; Now it seems that ......" Yan Li smiled bitterly and sighed shallowly: "Now, I really don't know who you are." ”

Wen Moqing was silent for a while, and said lightly: "There is no need to know. If you don't want to get involved in this muddy water, don't worry about that, knowing too much won't do you any good. ”

"I don't want to care, but these things will always have something to do with me."

If Wen Moqing is telling the truth, then his reason for opposing Yan Liwu and Wen Moshu together is irrefutable. To put it mildly, this is for the sake of Wen Moshu's future; To put it mildly, this is the future destiny of a country, and it is a difficult choice related to the interests of the people of the Yuan country, and there is no room for the slightest pity to be mixed with it.

Yan Li's slightly distracted look fell into Wen Moqing's eyes, stared quietly for a moment, and Wen Moqing said lightly: "Actually, your character is not suitable for being detained in the palace, even if you are willing to endure the restraints for the sake of the second prince, when he really becomes the Ninth Five-Year Venerable one day, can you still smile at him happily as you do now?" Sometimes I really don't understand what it is about him that attracts you that makes you want to go with him. ”

"He's good to me, that's all."

Wen Moqing's words were almost suspicious of Yan Li's worries, Yan Liwu was naturally not happy, and he replied lukewarmly, and he was not angry, and a layer of mist rose in his inky eyes, and he couldn't see clearly.

"It's not just him who is kind to you, it's just that you don't notice." After a pause, Wen Moqing looked at the door, "Is Junbai bad for you?" Why don't you like him? There are also Night Generals, Wu Nian, no one has raised eyebrows at you and picked and choose, where are they inferior to that person? ”

"Different is different. Jun Bai is good to me because he treats me as the King of Qinglian, General Ye treats me out of friendship, and Boss Jun and Prince Chu, as well as you, don't you all have plans to approach me? If it weren't for the roster, I would have been a ghost under your sword as early as the first time I met. ”

Wen Moshu couldn't tolerate others to talk about it in her heart, Wen Moqing only said a few words, she was a little angry, her tone became more and more urgent, and Wen Moqing glanced at her deeply before she pressed her anger, sat down and stopped talking.

"You only want to see what you think in your heart, but you don't want to face reality...... Did you know that it hurts to do that? ”

The light tone seemed to be saying something that had nothing to do with her, Yan Liwu bit her lip lightly, unwilling to look at the indifferent and straightforward Wen Moqing, she was afraid that she would accidentally blurt out an apology, for the impulse just now.

She always knew how much he cared for her.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and it was difficult to choose between apology and silence, racking his brains to figure out how to continue the conversation with Wen Moqing, but before she could speak, Wen Moqing got up, and her slender and well-proportioned figure was clinging to the door.

"Lights out." Wen Moqing's order was decisive and crisp, and he did not hesitate to act without hesitation, and did not ask him what was going on outside, and extinguished the candle lamp with a poof.

There was a faint smell of wax oil in the dark, and Yan Liwu cautiously touched Wen Moqing's side, and he didn't dare to take a breath. Wen Moqing didn't turn back, but only stretched out his arm backwards according to his intuition, and squeezed it hard after feeling the palm of Yan Li's worry, and said in a low voice: "Stay in the room, I'll go out and have a look." ”

"Don't go-" Yan Liwu subconsciously grabbed Wen Moqing and moved his lips, but he was entangled and found that there was nothing to say at all.

How to say? Telling Wen Moqing that he is not around, will she feel uneasy and dangerous? He should hate weak and incompetent people, so she will never say this kind of thing. Gritting his teeth and not saying a word, Yan Liwu still clenched Wen Moqing's sleeves and refused to let go, Wen Moqing was helpless, Fang wanted to reach out and grab her acupoint to force it to loosen, but suddenly there was a loud noise outside, which made the entire Qinglian Palace tremble with a bang.

"It's gunpowder!"

Hearing Wen Moqing gasping in the dark, Yan Li was worried that the situation was not good, hesitated for a while, and resolutely pulled Wen Moqing to stand beside him: "You want to go together, don't leave me here alone, it's dangerous, isn't it?" ”

Dare to swagger to the market after the Ranxue Pavilion Pavilion Master gave the killing order, does such a bold woman still understand what danger is? Wen Moqing pondered for a while, and finally nodded in agreement: "Act when you see the opportunity, don't run around." ”

"Well, you should be careful, too."

The conversation between each other seemed too unfamiliar, and Yan Liwu always felt a little awkward, with a hint of weirdness, and ran behind Wen Moqing in the direction of the main hall where the fire was pouring out.

The main hall of Qinglian Palace is already a sea of fire, the unpredictable loud bang is followed by the flames, when people realize that someone is buried in the dark and detonate explosives, the three exits of the main hall have lost their effect, only the dazzling fire and the rolling heat wave.

"Don't panic, come over here!" In the chaos, King Dingyuan calmly commanded, leading a group of sane courtiers and imperial relatives to hide under the huge murals, and some people who were already crazy ran around like flies, desperately crowding towards the door that was engulfed in flames, and finally could not escape the fate of death.

"Lord Wang, this fire is too big, it seems to be mixed with pine oil to get in, and you can't get out of the door at all!" The accompanying guards came back from a round of investigation, covering their mouths and noses and said hoarsely.

King Dingyuan sniffed, and there was indeed a trace of pine oil fragrance in the air, so the fire would spread and expand rapidly after the gunpowder exploded, but in the blink of an eye, all the exits were annihilated. Tightly furrowed his long gray eyebrows, King Dingyuan's righteous and awe-inspiring face showed a dignified look, waved his big sleeves, and shouted loudly: "Get together, don't walk alone, be careful of ambushes!" ”

Outside the main hall, which was separated by the fire wall, several people wrapped in black and holding swords and soldiers looked at each other, and one of them was not confident enough to say: "Really, really want to do it?" It's full of characters you can't mess with......"

"It's not for you to kill everyone, just find the two people in the portrait and kill them." The man who had just ignited the gunpowder put away the fire fold, took off the short knife on his waist with his hand, and a touch of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "Kill those two people, burn the roster, and after the matter is completed, no one will know the secret of the Hou Ye and the Qinglian King, and we will be safe—you should be careful, the prince of Dingyuan is the young master of the Junzi Building, and you can't do it easily without being sure, understand?" ”

Several people hidden in the darkness and firelight responded in unison, half forming an encirclement around the main hall, while the other half quietly infiltrated the other halls, and began to search for the targets that must be eliminated in order to save their lives.

On the seventh day of the first month, the night is coming, it is the auspicious time in the customs of the Yuan Kingdom, but the sky-high fire on Qinglian Mountain has to make people doubt whether the so-called auspicious time in the concept of thousands of years is true or false. Such a blazing fire swept through most of the palace, and even standing on the majestic and towering walls of the imperial capital, you could see that the man in the purple gold Nine Dragons twelve coat of arms emperor robe stood with his hands in his hands, and his face showed a disdainful sneer in the direction of Qinglian Mountain.

"After this fire, most of the people who upset the emperor can be removed, but the charges will fall on the heads of those chaotic ministers and thieves in the rivers and lakes. The Prime Minister's plan is really brilliant, far beyond the reach of people. Father-in-law Zhao bent over, a little unbearable to look at the bleak fire in the sky.

Wen Jingyuan snorted, took a big sip of the ginseng soup in Zhao Gonggong's hand, and looked unsatisfied: "I have eaten countless delicacies from the mountains and seas before I became the emperor, and after I became the emperor, I even wanted to eat whatever I wanted, but only the meals and refreshments made by Lan'er were not enough. Somehow, the plain and greasy ingredients in Lan'er's hands can boost my appetite, just like her people, they can't think enough, they can't think enough. ”

Accustomed to Wen Jingyuan's words, the topic will change abruptly, and Zhao Gonggong is fluent: "Concubine Yun's cooking skills are far inferior to the imperial dining room, and she is also a first-class dignified and virtuous person, which person in the harem does not say that Concubine Yun is kind and kind, and which palace lady does not sigh to herself?" The slave said something disrespectful, and it can be regarded as the emperor's blessing to be able to get Concubine Yun as a good couple! ”

"Isn't it also her blessing? If she hadn't taken the initiative to marry me in the abyss, and only chose a prince and nobleman to marry in that country of projectiles, how could she have today's glory and nobility? Wen Jingyuan retorted, but there was no anger in his tone, "She has a talent for beauty, and I must give her a chance to show it." It's like Lian Song, with his mental calculations, he can be said to be outstanding in the world, but it's a pity that he was born in an inconspicuous small country like Qingyue, if he was born in Dayuan so that I could see it earlier, then he didn't have to wait for him to be an official and knighted at this age, and he was above ten thousand people under one person. There is nothing fair or unfair in the world, opportunities are fought for by yourself, and if you have talent, you will find opportunities to show it, otherwise it is not worth pitiful to die of humiliation for a lifetime. ”

As a sibling who was guarded against by the first emperor and a county king with little real power in a remote place, Wen Jingyuan's ability to get to this point lies in his courage and patience. Xu is the first half of his life is due to the encounter, the new emperor who seized the imperial power of the Yuan Kingdom in the chaos and ascended to the throne did not like the courtiers and magnates who were in high positions by virtue of the merits of their predecessors, and his favorite was a person like Zuo Cheng Lian Song, who had strong strength and knew how to seize the opportunity to come forward.

Meritocracy is one of the conditions for becoming a Ming monarch, and Wen Jingyuan has always been proud of this, but as everyone knows, when Gonggong Zhao, who was closest to him, bowed his head on his knees, his eyes were full of ridicule and disapproval.

Concubine Yun, Zuo Cheng Lian Song, and now the two people who are trusted by Wen Jingyuan in the former harem are all from Qingyue Kingdom, is this just a coincidence? Even Zhao Gonggong, who has not read much, knows that "if you are not of my race, your heart will be different", but Wen Jingyuan didn't take it seriously, completely indulged in his wise and accessible image, and gradually lost his sharp and clear eyes.

A drama of burning the ministers, even if it can get rid of the hot potato, the damage caused is immeasurable.

Zhao Gonggong couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the firelight, and sighed silently in his heart.

The emperor is faint, and he doesn't even care if a good person like King Dingyuan is innocently affected; The emperor is poisonous, and even the henchmen who have been born and died in private and have made great contributions to it must be eliminated. Can such a man really bring peace to the people of the Great Abyss?

The fire in the distance was terrible, silent and unanswered.