Princess Jin beckoned to him.

Guan Kuo took a few steps forward and came to her approach.

Princess Jin motioned for him to sit down closer, and then a worry finally appeared on her face, and she said softly: "Your Majesty is critically ill, this time is not the same as Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

It's not the same as Chinese New Year's Eve, how different, as long as you don't have no brains, you can taste it. A cold sweat welled up all over Guan Kuo's body, and the ominous feeling became deeper and deeper, and he began to fidget.

"Is it serious?" Guan Kuo felt that the voice didn't seem to come out of his own.

Princess Jin didn't speak, and shook her head slightly.

Guan Kuo also stopped talking, he held Li Qianrong's little hand, Li Qianrong probably didn't know what happened tonight and what would happen, blinking his eyes, but he felt uneasy.

It was as quiet as water on all sides, and the oppressive silence seemed to melt everything.

The three of them remained silent in the wing, like several sculptures.

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The white flags fluttered, and the whole mansion was pale, like another snowfall.

The people in the Lin Mansion were all dressed in mourning clothes, and although it was not early, no one fell asleep, not even alone.

But the light of the fire was dim.

Inside the hall, the solemn and thick coffin lay there, silent, not at all like the high-spirited scene inside before life.

Lin Hai's body was recovered, and after very careful stitches, there was finally a whole corpse.

Lin Rong had gone out a long time ago, and the servants and maids in the Lin Mansion didn't know what he was going to do.

The tall forest eagle was dressed in mourning clothes, sitting there, motionless, he had maintained this movement for a long time.

The servants and maidservants kept looking at him, and they didn't understand what he was doing.

In the face of Guan Kuo, he was too quiet, like a docile kitten, they were sad and angry, they hated, they were all willing to rush up and kill Guan Kuo immediately, but during the day today, Lin Diao only made one decision - to close the door and hold a funeral for Lin Hai.

Looks so cowardly.

Lin Diao looked at the boundless starry sky in the distance and slowly stood up.

When he stopped, it was as if the lion of Lin Mansion had stood up entirely.

On the streets, in the mansion, there was the sound of neat footsteps, and the sound of armor colliding, and I don't know how many people were moving.

The people of the Lin Mansion, who had been grieving and hating all along, looked at their master in surprise, not knowing what was going on and what he was going to do.

After a few moments, that expression changed to eternal excitement.

A heavily armed general came to the door of the hall and fell to his knees in front of him.

"Let's do it." Lin Diao said, his voice was like a final word.

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Thus ended the day of gore

- Homer

The whole Imperial City was quiet, unspeakably quiet, as if everything that had happened not so long ago was just a phantom.

At the Wangxian Gate, Li Xianyue looked up and saw that the troops guarding the city gate had changed, and it was the Shenwu Army.

He didn't speak, though.

Several Shenwu soldiers in front of the city gate hugged their fists at him.

Under the leadership of Wu Gonggong, he entered the imperial city without any hindrance.

Along the way, all the way in, the Shenwu Army was still patrolling, and the entire palace seemed to have changed greatly as before.

As they went deeper into the palace, the people guarding the Jade Bridge and other places became the Yulin Army.

Li Xianyue's footsteps paused and asked, "What about the original Praetorian Guard?" ”

Wu Gonggong took a few steps forward and said softly: "Your Highness, tonight is not the same as before, the wind and clouds are accumulating, only in this way, be careful in everything, can you suppress the movement around." ”

Li Xianyue nodded, and didn't ask anything more, in fact, he also knew very well that if something ominous happened tonight, there might be chaos inside and outside the imperial city, and now that the Shenwu Army and the Yulin Army were dispatched, it was to take precautions in advance to prevent someone from causing trouble and taking the opportunity to make trouble.

Having said that, this palace has become too much, and he wants to be a little unrecognizable, so he has some mustard in his heart.

The cold wind hit his body, a little cold, and he saw that the Wu Gonggong beside him tightened his clothes.

The surrounding area is very wide, and after crossing the jade bridge, it is a little open.

In the distance are various palaces, which are beautiful at night.

Li Xianyue suddenly stopped, he closed his eyes, as if listening to something.

There were many familiar auras hidden in the palace on all sides, but today, it was a dangerous aura.

His face was cold, and he pulled out a knife with a "sonorous sound" and put it on the neck of Wu Gonggong.

Wu Gonggong didn't understand why he suddenly stopped, and was thinking about it to himself, when he felt a bone-chilling cold wind approaching, and Li Xianyue put the knife on his neck.

This was different from what he expected, the sudden change made his heart panic, and he couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice: "His Royal Highness King Jin...... You...... What do you want to do? ”

Immediately afterwards, he slowly calmed down, forcibly raised his momentum, and said in a cold voice: "Your Highness, this is in the palace, even if you are the King of Jin, it is not appropriate to do it to the old slave like this, right?" ”

"You want to murder this king?" A cold light flashed in Li Xianyue's eyes.

He is His Royal Highness the King of Jin in the Northern Tang Dynasty, the commander of the Northern Xinjiang Army, and he only needs to be full of power with every word and deed.

Besides, being a thief is weak-hearted, and being a villain is even more weak-hearted.

Under his eyes, all the momentum of Wu Gonggong slowly dissipated, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

"What do you want to do, and who told you to do it?" Li Xianyue's blade trembled, and an extremely shallow blood mark appeared on Gonggong Wu's neck.

In the distance, the Yulin soldiers stood silently as if they hadn't seen anything, their eyes staring straight ahead.

Li Xianyue didn't look at them, he controlled Wu Gonggong, and began to walk back, the ominous premonition became deeper and deeper, he knew that he was in the urn, but if he didn't make a move, it would be even more uncontrollable.

When the knife was on his neck, Wu Gonggong felt that his little life was hanging there, and it didn't belong to him at all.

He said in a trembling voice: "His Royal Highness the King of Jin, you hurry up, the old slave is also forced to be helpless, King Qin...... Li Zenan, the king of Qin, he has rebelled, he wants to kill you! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xianyue looked in one direction, and the blade moved.

But it was too late.

From the palace in all directions, a large number of figures poured out of the black, and the sound of neat steps resounded in the vast square in front of the palace.

The left and right Shenwu armies are dispatched, like mountains and seas.

A black-armored general sat on a tall horse and withdrew his bow.

In the throat of Wu Gonggong, there was an arrow feather, and he was already dead.

The Shenwu army surrounded and killed from four directions, front, back, left and right, and Li Xianyue had no way to retreat.

He carried a knife, slowly put the body of Wu Gonggong on the ground, looked at the general in the distance, and asked, "Heibaicheng, how does Your Majesty treat you on weekdays?" ”

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(End of chapter)