Thick black clouds squeezed the sky, hiding the scarlet eyes just now, as if they were about to fall, so depressed that the whole world seemed to be quiet.

The indifferent wind shuttled violently, leaving the exclamations behind them. The flowers and trees have already trembled. It is the mountain rain that is coming, and the wind is full of buildings!

Lu Mingfeng gently pinched Gong Xuanchi's palm, and the warm body temperature came from the soft palm, Gong Xuanchi also sensed her intentions, turned his head and smiled warmly at her.

Today's incident happened, no one can say whether someone will count the death of the imperial doctor Gong Sheng on Gong Xuanchi, after all, this kind of thing is inexplicable, and there are things that are constantly sorted out and messy, although today's Gong Xuanchi is no longer what it used to be, and he is no longer the person who can be manipulated.

But rumors are fiercer than tigers, sometimes people are the same, and when the time comes, what you didn't do will become what you did, seeking power and usurping the throne, which is equivalent to a rebel and a thief, and everyone will be punished.

If in such a situation, Gong Xuanchi's situation will become very delicate, if he has the experience of this world in the future, it will also be rare to win the hearts of the people, and he will become a chaotic minister and thief in the mouth of the people.

Gong Xuanchi didn't want to put himself in this situation, and Lu Mingfeng didn't want Gong Xuanchi to become a thief scolded by tens of millions of people, and become so unbearable in the mouths of others.

Therefore, this matter must be handled carefully, once there is a problem, I am afraid that something will happen that they do not want to see.

Lu Mingfeng's heart seemed to be blocked with a ball of cotton, and she always felt out of breath, she was really worried.

This worry made her feel more and more uneasy, and she became more and more uneasy.

It's cloudy and dark outside, as if to signal the coming storm, and when the wind and rain are drifting, it is also an eventful autumn, which is really indescribable.

Lu Mingfeng tidied up his clothes, and a slightly cold wind blew over, sending out the inexplicable coolness of late spring, as if a game that was about to start had just been kicked off.

Gong Xuanchi subconsciously blocked in front of Lu Mingfeng, and the wind that flashed from his face became much smaller, and Lu Mingfeng's heart was warm.

Soon, Gonggong Li ran out and saluted Gong Xuanchi respectfully: "Lord, I've kept you waiting, the emperor invites you in."

Gong Xuanchi turned his head to look at Lu Mingfeng, the two looked at each other and smiled, and entered the Xuande Hall side by side.

I don't know if it's because of the bad weather outside, or because the doors and windows of the Xuande Hall are closed, and the hall looks a little dark and inexplicable, and it's a little stuffy.

Gong Jueyi sat cross-legged in front of the desk in front of the shadow wall that coiled around the dragon, and the dim light slanted in through the yellowed Goryeo window paper.

The dim and inexplicable light shrouded Gong Jueyi, and he was wrapped in a dim skylight, as if he was a monk in the deep mountains, and he was as quiet as if he had passed away at this time.

This made Lu Mingfeng and Gong Xuanchi look at each other involuntarily, and they both didn't understand what was wrong with Gong Jueyi, like a soulless body, sitting quietly where and not moving made people a little frightened.

"Weichen see the emperor!"

"The courtiers have seen the emperor!"

The two saluted one after the other, and Gong Xuanchi still had such an indifferent voice, calling himself a micro-minister so lightly, but this micro-minister was not another micro-minister.

Seven years, seven whole years, time flies, time is like an arrow, everything is like an old movie, all of them have become so secretive and human.

Gong Jueyi didn't seem to hear it, but raised his head and quietly glanced at Gong Xuanchi, and then at Lu Mingfeng, with a look of deep grief in his eyes.

Yes, it was a deep grief, Lu Mingfeng was a little unbearable when she was looked at by his gaze, as if she had caused Tai Gongsheng's death, and a deep guilt and distress rose in her heart.

Gong Xuanchi was much calmer, his eyes were like a little sheep, and he was not half lethal at all, making people think that he was a harmless person.

But in fact, it can only be said that people can't look good, Gong Xuanchi is not such a person, he is the prince Jing of the god of war who has won several battles and the regent of the government and the opposition.

His decisiveness, his courage and fearlessness, and his resourcefulness are all hidden in the harmless skins of humans and animals outside, in the depths of those bodies that others do not know.

Such a Gong Xuanchi, only his ultimate enemies understand, and only they deserve to see it, as if this is the most arrogant discrimination.

As if Gong Jueyi was not worthy of being his opponent, Lu Mingfeng glanced at Yun Danfeng with some concern, and Gong Xuanchi felt a little indescribable in his heart.

Lu Mingfeng was really worried that Gong Jueyi would attack Gong Xuanchi, after all, if such a thing happened, it was Gong Xuanchi who would bear the brunt of suspicion.

The emperor only has one bloodline, you must know that once Taigong Sheng dies, only the emperor's brother can inherit the throne, and it is naturally self-evident whose hands the world falls into.

In order to win the succession in the past dynasties, how many people threw their heads and spilled their blood, but Lu Mingfeng knew before that Gong Xuanchi had never done anything to hurt Taigong Sheng.

She believed him, because the current Gong Xuanchi, as long as he wanted to, the world could be written by him, but it had been seven years, and he had stopped at the position of the regent, who was above one person and below ten thousand people.

As long as he is willing, the country of the Great Calendar has already changed hands, how can he wait until today, wait until the death of the Taigong Shengxu, and wait until all the suspicions point to him?

Gong Xuanchi would never do such a stupid thing, but Gong Jueyi's expression when he looked at the two of them was full of sorrow, and that kind of bitter sorrow seemed to be a Sanskrit sound from ancient times, whipping the hearts of the two, pointing at them, pointing at them and hurting Taigong Sheng.

Lu Mingfeng saw full of pain, regret and self-blame from Gong Jueyi's reproachful eyes.

Gong Jueyi didn't believe Gong Xuanchi, but Lu Mingfeng was very sad, she didn't want her Ah Chi to be questioned, what she did was what she did, what she didn't do was what she didn't do, if you were sitting on the end of the line, if you forcibly buckle what you haven't done on your head, no matter who it is, I'm afraid it will be bitter.

Lu Mingfeng almost shouted angrily, and his voice was very loud: "We haven't done it yet!"

The silence in the hall was very quiet, and the needles could be heard, as if there was no one here, and no one listened to her, and even the thick atmosphere of grief and indignation and depression just now had dissipated a lot.

Gong Xuanchi and Gong Jueyi both looked at Lu Mingfeng quietly, her face was red because of anger, no one could have imagined that this was the woman of Mrs. Yunzhang and the owner of Mingji.

But he looks like a child, justifying himself. Gong Xuanchi understood her intentions, and his heart was also very moved, and his voice trembled a little and said to Lu Mingfeng: "Ming'er, don't be afraid."

The implication of his words was that he would be fine, so that she didn't have to be afraid, Lu Mingfeng smiled at him and lowered his head.

Gong Jueyi came back to his senses from Lu Mingfeng's shout just now.

His gaze fell on Gong Xuanchi, who was light and breezy on the side, and his expression was a little gloomy.

"You killed my Sheng'er? Isn't it you, you tell me ......"

Gong Jueyi's voice trembled a little, and the whole person seemed a little trembling because he was too excited, and after finishing speaking, he gradually squatted on the ground.

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, and the previous silence was the last quiet before the storm, at this time, the thunder was loud, the wind and rain were struck, and Lu Mingfeng heard the treetops outside swaying.

There was the sound of a bamboo forest scraping, as if a broom was touching the muddy earth, making that depressing sound.

He gradually sat down on the ground, like an old man who was about to die, like a withered branch in autumn, like a dry river......

All the words and phrases about desolation are highlighted in Gong Jueyi.

Since when did he become so cowardly and incompetent, so pitiful, so humble and insignificant?

Or maybe he's always been like this, it's just that she doesn't understand her.

Lu Mingfeng's heart was like a cool breeze passing through, I don't know if the wind and rain outside were too noisy, or if his heart was soaked in cold water, and he couldn't tell what it tasted like.

But Gong Jueyi's heart was full of all kinds of the past, he looked at Gong Xuanchi and Lu Mingfeng, those phoenix eyes, the eyes that should have been full of tears were full of tears, and on his handsome face, tears slowly fell, with a bit of sadness of decadence.

He had nothing, nothing, and since when did everything about him begin to pass gradually, and the more he tried to hold on to them, the faster they passed.

It was like a handful of sand, and the tighter he held it, the faster it passed.

It seems that it started when he met Lu Mingfeng, at that time, he wanted to know what his attitude towards this Lu Mingfeng was when he was cold all day long and was not close to women.

He was bent on suppressing this excellent fourth brother, and she almost spared no effort to do this, but in the end, she found out that this was just a dream.

I thought of all the ways and did it, but the final result was to tell her that everything was in vain and asked him not to waste his efforts in vain.

Later, he had the idea of wanting to deal with Gong Xuanchi, on the night he left Lin'an, he was afraid that Lu Mingfeng would be taken away by Gong Xuanchi first, and everyone had a love for beauty, so he was tempted by Lu Mingfeng, a girl with outstanding beauty.

He ...... without her permission Forced her. It was all like a dream, a nightmare.

Later, he moved to let her serve closely, so he used several sisters of Lu Mingfeng of the Lu family as a threat, forced her to enter the palace, and forced her to be his pawn.

But what about then? He couldn't help but laugh stupidly, she was lukewarm to herself, although she didn't say it, but he understood that he was in her heart, but there was just a relationship of interest.

The kind of relationship between them is just because of his emperor, and she wants to protect her relatives, so she has to make this appearance of obedience.

She was pregnant with his child, but what?

"Hahaha......"

The mad laughter echoed in the hall, with endless sadness, and he remembered that he was in the cold palace, and the flowers she planted with her big belly were full of vitality, but they were ruthlessly destroyed by him.

What kind of role has he been playing, Gong Jueyi couldn't help but sneer, he was like a destroyer, and like a jealous, he was jealous of her lively life, jealous of her brilliant appearance like a spring flower, he was jealous of a young girl......

Everything really seems a little funny, a rich man can be jealous of a little girl, will he be a madman.

Gong Jueyi couldn't help but sneer, and he didn't know when, he loved Murong Huaqing deeply, because she gave birth to her own only womb.

He loved her very much, but when he walked in, he suddenly found that in Murong Huaqing's insistence, he began to distance himself from those important ministers with good styles, and favored those corrupt officials and traitors who slandered and sacrificed.

He suddenly felt that he was a clown, and the moment Lu Mingfeng poured the water on the ground, he became more and more clear about who he was.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and he couldn't stand up straight.

It turns out that after so many years, the person he loves the most is just using him, no!

Maybe Murong Huaqing had never loved him, he suddenly stood up and ran out with vain steps, and Gonggong Li and the other eunuchs and maids who were guarding outside hurriedly chased out.

What is going on, the wind and rain outside, the pouring showers are merciless, crackling and falling to the ground.

Gong Jueyi turned a deaf ear and stumbled to Changyang Palace along the way.

The sound of the wind, the rain, the thunder, I don't know if it is tears or raindrops on his face, he almost ran forward desperately, at this time Gong Jueyi was followed by a group of eunuchs and maids, the palace people were panicked, and now the emperor was delirious, if something happened to him, it was not impossible to come back to his senses and destroy his nine clans.

So everyone was running behind, but no matter how bad Gong Jueyi was, it was impossible for a few eunuchs and palace maids to catch up easily.

Along the way, he had almost lost a shoe, his hair was messy, and his clothes were soaked.

In Changyang Palace, everyone seemed to have become clay sculptures, looking out blankly.

Seeing Gong Jueyi running like this, but standing there without moving, Gong Jueyi ran in regardless of it.

There are white cloths hanging all around, and the miserable and bleak scene makes people see the desolation in their hearts, and in the big palace, the quiet needles can be heard.

In front of the dressing table, there was a woman sitting, her long hair casually draped behind her, so casually that it was impossible to associate her with the venerable name of the imperial concubine.

Gong Jueyi was suddenly stunned, he suddenly seemed to have returned to Lu Mingfeng he saw seven years ago, and she was like this at that time.

Wearing his hair and sitting quietly, the room was also so dim in the skylight. Everything was amazing, which made Gong Jueyi forget everything he wanted to say before when he came here.

It's just that what will he do, what will he do? This scene is like a monk chanting a mantra, and the heart is tightened.

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