After some fusion, Meng Xiaopao looked at Zixuan with a hateful face, she was blind in her left eye, but there was another shadow in that blind eyeball, the shadow of a ghost.

At this point, if you can't kill someone, you can only do it, her eyes turned to Gu Yingshuang, he was also a victim, thinking of this, Meng Xiaopao sighed and said to him:

"Hey~ Let's reveal this matter, it was she who promised to marry you instead of me, so you are still you, I am still me, today's wedding is a good move of the Yellow Protector of the Demon Bone Cave, if this matter is to the bottom of the matter, it is also a conspiracy of the Demon Bone Cave, how to deal with it yourself is to see how to do it."

Meng Xiaopao said what he had to say to Gu Yingshuang, and then his eyes moved to Gu Boyuan and said:

"Now that the matter has come to light, I will not delay Your Majesty's time and take my leave."

Meng Xiaopao turned around and wanted to leave, but the matter that had been settled happened again, and before her body moved much, a cold voice came from the air:

"This good show has just begun, how can the immortal envoy leave halfway."

Everyone who spoke knew and everyone knew it, and Lord Mo was lonely.

Meng Xiaopao's heart was relieved when he heard Gu Wuchen's words: he woke up. However, the next thing made her heart tighten, because Gu Wangchen's words made her feel a little chilled unconsciously.

Gu Boyuan was critically ill that day, and the medical soul used a blind method to pretend to be Gu Boyuan to pass on the throne, although it was Gu Boyuan's idea in his heart, but it was not Gu Boyuan himself after all.

What Gu Wangchen wanted was the clearest in his heart, what he wanted was not only the throne of Donglai, but also the entire Cangsheng Continent.

Meng Xiaopao felt cold in her heart and wanted to leave, but Gu Wuchen just didn't want her to go, and before she could think of speaking, Gu Wuchen spoke again:

"Although you are an immortal envoy, you have no right to ask about the affairs of the Donglai royal family, and it is pretended that the emperor Yu will pass on the crown prince, and this king does not know what benefits the prince promised you?"

Gu Wangchen's words not only shocked the waves in Meng Xiaopao's heart, but also shocked the waves of his subjects.

Everyone on the kneeling ground raised their heads one after another, and they looked left and right to ask each other about the turbulent waves in their hearts.

Under a commotion, Meng Xiaopao looked at Gu Wangchen in disbelief and said:

"You doubt me?"

Gu Wangchen didn't look at Meng Xiaopao, he was on the red carpet wide road, his eyes looked straight at Gu Boyuan on the Temple of Heaven, Gu Boyuan moved his mouth under Gu Wangchen's eyes but didn't make a sound.

Maybe it was guilt or something else oppressing him, he was quietly watched by Lonely Forget Dust like that, and he didn't explain Meng Xiaopao's innocence.

The voice of public opinion is getting louder and louder, and Gu Wangchen listened to everyone's public opinion and spoke again:

"This king's actions today are not for his own selfish desires, this king just does not want the Donglai Kingdom to fall into the hands of an unvirtuous person in the future.

Najingzhu must everyone know what it is, it is a strange pearl that can seal the scene, and all the scenes included in Najingzhu can be preserved forever.

Today I will show it for all to see, and when the play is over, we will continue to talk about the throne. ”

Gu Wangchen said that Najing Zhumeng didn't know it, but everyone kneeling on the ground recognized it.

Najingzhu can not only record scenes, but what is even more amazing is that it can also spit out images, just like a projector, but unfortunately it confides in the images and those images will disappear, which is why Lonely Dust chose to use it at this time.

Because he wants everyone to see it, once the image is released, it will no longer be able to be recorded.

The puzzled Meng Xiaopao had no choice but to follow the movements of everyone looking at Gu Wangchen.

Everyone kneeling on the ground had all stood up, their eyes were unified on Gu Wangchen's hand, and a colorful bead in his hand was blooming.

Dazzling colors flowed out of the beads, and the colored light converged, forming a huge image in the air in an instant.

The image is very clear, the picture quality is very smooth, it is a snowy winter.

……

Looking at the snowy white, the gloomy sky snowflakes fell from the sky like abandoned children, dense, fluttering, the road was flooded by them, and the houses were also wrapped in them, endless white, dazzling white.

In the white sky, a scream suddenly came from inside a mansion that was not conspicuous.

"Ahh

The voice was heartbreaking, and the word Xianggong was even more hysterical, it was a desperate call.

The sound lingered in the snow for a long time, but its hovering was finally dispersed by a cacophony.

"Puff, puff..."

The sound of well-trained footsteps, armor colliding with each other, harsh but neat.

The footsteps lasted for more than a minute before stopping, followed by a cold message:

"The traitor has been executed, the emperor Gu Nian'er and other women and children are pitiful and will spare the death penalty of Er, however, the capital crime can be avoided but the living crime is difficult to escape, so the frontier will never be allowed to step into Yuntian City half a step."

After the holy decree was finished, the cold voice continued without much warmth:

"The monarch wants the minister to die, the minister has to die, the blame is only for Wen Xiang and the wrong person, the world has been decided, he can let you live is also merciful, don't do that senseless stay, leave with your child as soon as possible, the emperor will let you live, but not everyone will let you live, your father-in-law's rival is now the new prime minister, if you don't leave early, I'm afraid that Min will never let you leave alive again, you should know that the grass must be eradicated."

Although the voice was a little colder, it was full of comfort.

The plaque on the door of the mansion still hangs the elegant words 'Wenxiangfu', but unfortunately its owner can no longer get up.

In the snowy courtyard, the woman wept as she put the dead man's body back into the snow.

Snow and blood, the two echo each other, white and dazzling, red and dazzling.

The woman endured the weakness of her legs, took a deep look at her husband, who had lost his breath of life, and turned her head and walked towards the house in the courtyard.

At this time, there were two children in the house, a man and a girl, the boy was four or five years old, and the girl was two or three years old.

Fifteen years in the blink of an eye.

Fifteen years have turned boys and girls into boys and girls.

The woman abandoned her husband's corpse and took her two children out of the city in the snow, and trekked all the way from Yuntian City, which everyone admired, all the way to a remote rural mountain village.

On the day she set off with her two children, she looked back and saw a sudden fire in the mansion, a fire that burned the body of her father-in-law, and also burned the news that she and the child were alive.

That person is the executor, and to be able to do this is also the most benevolent and righteous to do so.

Life in a mountain village is not as simple as imagined, she is a woman with a child, and these fifteen years of life have completely turned her into a rural woman.

In the past fifteen years, they have forgotten their true identities and lived safely with fake names and fake household registrations, but unfortunately the good times did not last long.

In order to keep his family fed and clothed, the boy learned to hunt with a hunter from an early age, and in fifteen years he went from beginner to hunting alone, and the journey was smooth, except this time he carried his heels, and when he went out, he was sound, and when he came back, he was missing a leg.

The boy's leg directly drove the barren home into the abyss.

His mother used up all the money to find a doctor and prescribe medicine for him, and his life was saved, but the missing leg could not come back after all.

At the end of another year, every family should be happy, but the mother and son did not smile.

The son broke a leg and could no longer contribute to the family, and the mother basically sold the money to treat his leg for the sake of the banker, but now that the Chinese New Year is over, the family has no food to cook.

Outside, it was snowing heavily, and there was not even a decent bedding in the house, so the woman sat on the edge of the bed and lifted the tattered quilt to her son, who looked like a dead face, and by the crack in the wall of the cubicle, a woman with a beautiful appearance could see her mournful mother and brother clearly outside the wall.

Only she is the most cared for in this family, because of the problem of appearance, she has been hidden by her mother and brother at home, except for embroidering some handkerchiefs to help the family earn money, other things really can't help at all.

She is too good-looking, and when she goes out to work, not only can she not help the family, but she will invite gangsters to make the family uneasy.

She used to have her brother covered, and now the brother who covered her also needs to be covered.