Zhao Chen's hand was relieved, and he let the halberd cut down, and his body was like a loach, coiling around the halberd to the side.

also made Meng Yong behind him catch a void.

She staggered to a halt, forcing herself to stand up quickly, her eyes shining as she looked at the other three.

A chuckle came from under Meng Yong's white robe, and his voice was still hoarse: "Ghost Lianshan, your time is running out, leave this girl to you, you go and do your own business!" ”

Ghost Lianshan and the man in yellow retreated to one place, and after secretly exchanging glances, one stayed in front of the prison door and the other went in.

Zhao Chen was about to stop again, but was stopped by Meng Yong's Yanling knife.

"What the hell do you mean!" She seemed a little angry.

"Lady, how about talking to your husband elsewhere?" Meng Yong's voice was hoarse, not at all as clear as usual.

When the man in yellow at the cell door heard this, he couldn't help but look at them strangely.

Zhao Chen frowned secretly, with a hidden thought in his eyes.

The Dead White Bone Spirit didn't come to protect Jia Fu, but wanted to let Jia Fu be killed...

At this time, Jia Fu's screams came from the prison: "How could I... You! He said he wouldn't kill... Someone! Kungo—"

It came to an abrupt end.

Almost at the same time that Jia Fu was sure to die, Zhao Chen took out a thunderbolt and threw it, and quickly fled out.

Meng Yong smiled again, and didn't care about the other two, he broke into the smoke and chased after them.

There were corpses all over the outside of the palace guard, but there were no living people.

Zhao Chen listened to the chaotic sound of the inner palace that had not yet subsided, his feet were extremely fast, and he was about to run when he went out.

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and Yan Ling's knife slashed to the near side.

"If you run again, don't blame me for not sparing." Meng Yongqing's cold voice sounded.

Zhao Chen gritted his teeth and took the knife, but stopped in place very familiarly.

"Are you sick! Enough to eat? She scolded angrily.

Meng Yong's eyes were faint, looking at her from top to bottom, and suddenly stepped forward by mistake, grabbed her and went out of the palace.

Along the way, Zhao Chen was extremely dishonest, although he didn't use the knife again, but he punched and kicked the ground.

Meng Yong carried her over the palace wall with an expressionless face, and walked away again until she reached a secluded place.

"Enough trouble?" He asked in a deep voice, throwing her to the ground.

Zhao Chen was silent, and squatted there by himself, looking like a person under the eaves

Meng Yong looked at her quietly, and for a moment, he reached out and stretched out the face towel on her face-

"Smack!" Zhao Chen slapped his hand away, "Don't move your hands and feet!" ”

Meng Yong was laughed at by her, and Shen Yan stretched out his hand again, his movements were slow but implicitly cold.

His hand had already touched the cover on Zhao Chen's face, but she didn't hide anymore, but raised her head and asked with a smile: "You see that you want to marry, you won't regret it again, right?" ”

Meng Yong didn't pause, grabbed the scarf and pulled it, and a plain white face appeared in front of him.

Bent eyebrows and apricot eyes, straight nose and red lips, and a smile with a faint charm between her facial features, she is a rare beauty.

But Meng Yong was stunned, his eyes were cold, his face was cloudy, and his hands were frozen in place.

Zhao Chen took advantage of his startled moments, and suddenly rushed several feet away, and ran towards the Wuwang Mansion without stopping.

Here, she had just followed the secret passage back into the house for a short time; Over there, the outside door was pushed open.

Meng Yong, who was stained with blood in a white robe, strode inside with a calm face and stood in front of her bed.

"Coming back?" Zhao Chen was wearing a bedgown, leaning on the bed rail, in his arms... Half-hugged a woman.

The woman has curved eyebrows and apricot eyes, a straight nose and red lips... was huddled in her quilt with an aggrieved face, half of his face buried in her chest.

Meng Yong didn't say a word, staring at the woman tightly, and there was a trace of emotion in his eyes that was obscure.

The woman shrank into Zhao Chen's arms again, and her charm was mixed with pity and pity.

"Don't be afraid, not afraid." Zhao Chen coaxed in a low voice, then turned to Meng Yong, and asked coldly, "Are you acquainted with a third person?" Why do you want to help him kill Jia Fu? ”

Meng Yong lowered his eyes and was silent, and only after a moment did he hide his emotions, without saying a word, he turned around and walked out.

Zhao Chen kept pricking up his ears and listened to him walk away, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Your Highness's back is wet—" The woman in her arms laughed stupidly, paused, and then laughed and called urgently: "Your Highness! ”

Zhao Chen shook his head and signaled that he was fine.

Since overhearing Meng Yong's words that day, she has been trying her best to figure out how to fool the past.

If you think about it, you can only solve it from the root.

Let Meng Yong see the face of the women's clothes with his own eyes, and appear in front of Meng Yong at the same time as this face.

So after that day, she took Xuanqing out of the palace and placed him in the small mansion outside the official residence.

Just waiting for Meng Yong to make a move, he went to change this face, and then he took it down and exposed it to him, but he didn't think about it-

"Mei'er, it's time for you to go." She eased her mind and stroked the woman's hair, "Lao Jin will send you out of the city and go back to stay well, you are my only flaw now." ”

Mei'er reluctantly sat up, bandaging her wide clothes, and said softly: "Mei'er wants to stay and wait for you, even if you stay in the dark room all day, are you willing-"

Zhao Chen shook his head again, "It's not the time yet, trust me." ”

Mei'er sighed sadly, wiped her blood-stained hands, put on a crown for her, and gently tied her belt, then hugged her and muttered, "You must take care, Mei'er is waiting for you to go home." ”

Coming home –

Zhao Chen pursed his white lips, listened to the footsteps outside, and Han Feng knocked on the door: "... His Majesty urgently summoned civil and military forces. ”

She patted Mei'er lightly on the back and strode out.

………

In the Taihe Palace, candles are lit.

At the top of the place, the dragon robe of the Chu Emperor is crowned, and his expression is difficult to detect; Below, many civilians and military personnel were disheveled and trembling.

Most people already know a little about what happened tonight, and they are all terrified.

"This is about to change the sky..."Emperor Chu's voice was extremely soft, but in the hall where the needle could be heard, it was still extremely clear.

"Waiting for the ——! of Death" The retainers fell to the ground.

"How can Aiqing die, I am going to die." His tone was flat, with a faint smile, "Yulinwei is all reversed, my pro-army is reversed, how long can I live?" ”

"Your Majesty has a long life!" The ministers knocked together, and most of their voices trembled.

Zhao Chen at the end also touched the ground, only thoughts flashed in his eyes.

On the way, she also listened to it.

The 1,000-feather forest right guard, led by the commander Zhuo An, attacked the inner palace at night and approached the Qianqing Palace!

Kunwu's lieutenant led his men to fight to the death, and also used a hundred tigers to run arrows.

It's a pity that nearly half of the gunpowder in the armory of the Ministry of Industry was lost due to that fire, so that this big killing weapon was scrapped after a while.

Fortunately, Jin Wuwei and Hu Benwei arrived in time, separated the rebels, and joined forces with the palace guards...

In the end, the rebel general Zhuo An killed himself in the chaotic army, and the thousand people also died so that there were not a few left-

"The criminal is too late to save the car, please surrender your majesty!" Seeing that Emperor Chu was silent for a long time, Prince Zhuang, who was dressed in military uniform, got up and went out of the queue and knocked on the ground violently.

Emperor Chu looked at him lightly, moved away after a moment, and his eyes swept over the courtiers in the hall and fell on Zhao Chen.

"Prince Wu—" He whispered.

"The minister is here!"

"The banner of Zhuo'an's rebellion is to seek justice for your father and the king of Huanlie Zhongwu of Great Chu..."

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