"Drink as much as you want, and I'll get you the medicine later." Jue Lang raised the flask and shook it.

Beixun Junting smiled, touched a pot with him, raised his head and poured a sip, as if this sip had drunk all the sorrows!

"The old man of Beixunlin couldn't bear it anymore, and he assassinated Wei Qizhi's nephew last night, which sent this military cabinet minister to us in vain!"

"That kid robbed him of a woman in Baixianglou last night, and now he feels that his power is stable, why should he hide it anymore?"

Jue Lang sneered, "The fox's tail was exposed so early, no wonder he couldn't fight the emperor who was a concubine." ”

"Hmph..."Beixun Junting sneered and shook his head.

The wine entered the throat, but it was not as strong as before, it was a different mood, and Yan Ge flew through the sky in the distance......

May you go in peace...... Beixun, your daughter, from now on, I will protect you! Repay the kindness you will not forge......

Beixun Junting toasted to the sky, raised his head and drained a pot of twenty-year-old dusty wine......

The inky black pupils gradually reflected the azure ......

Jue Lang looked at him, his eyes were full of forbearance, and he vaguely remembered how he first came to Juemen when he was a child......

He walked into the bamboo house crying, Master Bai let him cry for ten days, and the water and rice did not enter, until he received a letter from Emperor Beixun, he cheered up, but since then it has been like a different person. He went out of the mountain and entered the Juemen, he witnessed his growth for more than ten years, and also witnessed his loneliness, he did not smile on his face, and acted decisively and ruthlessly, but his heart was soft after all!

Who can believe that there is a person in this world who can repay a favor and return his own freedom, obviously an eagle galloping in the sky, the sky is high and the sea is wide for him to soar, but that person would rather return the favor and become the king of trapped beasts.

"Is it worth it for them like this?"

Maybe his appearance at this time was a little pitiful, which made people feel too distressed, and Jue Lang couldn't help but ask.

Beixun Junting squinted at him, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

He stood up silently and staggered away.

It was a smile that penetrated deep into the bottom of the eyes, revealing endless loneliness......

There is only one sentence left in the wind:

"There is no other and no ...... me"

Jue Lang's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was more loss in his drooping eyes......

"It's still good to drink, it's better to get drunk and get drunk......"

The Royal Palace –

"Lin... King Lin ......" Prime Minister Zhongyue exclaimed.

The ministers who were also kneeling on the ground raised their heads one after another and looked at Beixunlin, King Lin, who appeared at the door of the main hall!

The prince was not allowed to enter Beijing without an edict, and the emperor just died, and he appeared in the palace, and all the ministers present had ideas!

The emperor died, the news of the attack on the prince just came, it was already worse, the princess's whereabouts are unknown, and the state funeral is now unpresiding over the overall situation.

"See King Lin'......"

"See King Lin'......"

Zhong Yue lowered his head and saluted to King Lin with a group of ministers, his eyes were dark and solemn with low eyebrows!

It's all such a coincidence!

"Brother—"

King Lin ignored the sound of worship, shouted and ran towards the dragon coffin, knelt in front of the dragon coffin, and cried loudly, "How can my brother take a step first, it's really sad for my brother......"

'Humph! Han Shan knelt beside the prime minister and rolled his eyes without a trace.

Zhong Yue lowered his head, contemplating something with a solemn expression.

"Lord Wang...... The prince has to take care, the first emperor must not want to see the prince so sad, now the prince has not returned to the court, the princess is nowhere to be found, and the prince is still in charge of the overall situation! ”

The Ministry of Rites, Shangshu Yunqin, stepped forward to support him diligently, but secretly glanced at the people in his own lineage.

In an instant, one echo after another resounded throughout the entire Golden Hall.

"Take care of the prince, I hope the prince will preside over the overall situation!"

"Take care of the prince, I hope the prince will preside over the overall situation!"