Changning's pupils moved, as if he was looking at a stranger.

"My father doesn't believe me."

Her voice was a little hoarse, reminiscent of the gauze tent rubbing against the pillars of the corridor when the wind rose on an autumn night, layered on top of each other, covering up.

"Changning, whatever you want, the emperor will not be stingy, but why do you ...... Why do you have to kill her? The emperor's expression was forbearing, and he was aggrieved like a child: "Your queen mother is in a hurry, and she has nothing left, and now she ...... Now you don't want to leave even one thought to me, just one," the emperor raised his index finger, his hand trembling a little.

Changning's tense expression instantly loosened, and his throat unconsciously moved up and down: "Father, ......"

Song Yijin is a handful of bubbles in the hands of his father, knowing that it is an illusory fantasy, but he insists on holding it in the palm of his hand.

Because this is the hope of the existence of Yanagigo.

The emperor missed Empress Liu all his life, and now that he is older, he looks forward to a celestial star, so he regards Song Yijin as a stand-in for Empress Liu.

Moreover, this stand-in is also willing to learn the words and deeds of Liu Hou.

This, of course, became the softest sustenance in the emperor's heart.

But Changning insisted on blowing this bubble away, bursting it, and making a splash, but he never took into account the emperor's feelings.

"I'm sorry father, the child knows that you have a deep affection for your mother." Changning clenched his fists and couldn't speak.

As an emperor, his father controls the fate of everyone from birth to death, but he has no way to control everything after death.

Although his father treated the Liu family mercilessly, those were all because of the assassination at the full moon ceremony fifteen years ago, and the framing painstakingly arranged by Zheng Anhou made his father misunderstand the Liu family's intention to rebel, which led to many misunderstandings in the next fifteen years.

So Changning didn't give up.

It is precisely because her father loves her mother deeply that she has to clear up her grievances for the Liu family, and she can't let her father love and hate the Liu family like this.

Changning took a step forward: "If the father is true and the emperor is sincere, he will ......" Changning paused, his eyes rolled around, and then he saw the emperor step forward with a concerned face: "What does Changning want to say?" Father is just reluctant to let your mother go, even if you want to let you go, you have to give your father a period of time to let your father handle this matter. ”

Changning originally wanted to persuade the emperor to let go of this matter, Song Yijin was not a stand-in for Queen Liu, she was not worthy of being a stand-in for Queen Liu at all.

But she suddenly realized that she seemed to be led away by the nose by the emperor.

In her previous life, she was in the harem of the court, so she was particularly concerned about who was dominant when the two were talking, and she obviously felt that because of the emperor's deep affection for Queen Liu, she forgot what she was going to say, and was led away by the emperor.

Therefore, although there is nothing wrong with what the emperor said just now, he later coincided with what Changning said, which is terrifying.

Her father seemed to know what she was thinking, and he knew everything.

The father emperor in Changning's eyes once again crossed a layer of gray veil, hazy and elusive.

"Father, even if you refuse to summon the Qin Heavenly Eunuch to inquire about your sons in detail, you still have to say that Song Yijin is a thief star, and there will be a disaster of stealing the country if you keep her, please think twice."

The emperor's eyes flashed with indifference, and he repeated: "Stealing the country......"

Changning squinted slightly, trying to see something on the emperor's face.

But the emperor's expression was nothing other than pain and bewilderment.

"Okay, Father, I'm going to Qin Tianjian here, you wait here first." The Emperor strode away.

Changning did not follow.

The matter was mentioned by her, and if the emperor wanted to ask Qin Tianjian again, he naturally avoided her, so as not to let Qin Tianjian look at Changning's eyes and act.

But Changning is very sure of this.

When she first visited the Qin Heavenly Prison, the star map on the stargazing platform was the star sign of the night when the thief star Chong Emperor was the emperor, but at that time, she had already learned about it from Mu Qingyan, so she didn't ask too much, but Changning was sure that the Qin Heavenly Prison must know about it.

Fu'an sent a little eunuch to lead Changning to the side hall to rest.

"Your Highness, please have tea." The little eunuch stepped forward with tea and knocked over the teacup, and the hot tea spread along the navy blue tablecloth, soaking the scrolls on the table.

"Hey, you don't have long eyes!" The steward eunuch immediately ordered the little eunuch to be sent down, while hurriedly removing the scrolls.

The damp tablecloth is darker in color, and a square groove is faintly visible between moves.

Changning's eyes swept sharply, the four legs of the desk were majestic dragon head carvings, and the backs of the four dragons arched to the center as if they were still carrying something on their backs, and then looked closely at the part that was blocked by the tablecloth.

"Okay, let's all go down, this palace wants to be quiet."

"Yes, Your Highness."

There was no one on the left and right, and Changning lifted the tablecloth slightly.

Sure enough, from below, the four dragons' backs are separated by a sandalwood plank, not big or small, and there are different patterns carved on the board, and you can't imagine that you can hide things here if you don't look closely.

Changning bit his lower lip and decided to take a look.

She was quick with her hands and feet, and when she opened the plank, she saw the letters hidden in Zhuo's case.

It's been quite a few years.

"Jizhou hides the left Jinwu to inspect the secret music, and the Cao Yun envoy makes the secret letter, these are all old folds of the year." Changning couldn't wait to open it.

"Three years of Jian'an?"

Changning's fingers trembled, and he proofread word by word.

Zuo Jinwu guards from Jizhou on the book secret, Liu a battle training, with Liu as the number, the emperor's name in the back, there is really a heart of disobedience.

Cao Yun sent a secret letter, and the side branch of the Liu family colluded with Cao Yun to secretly hoard and buy grain, salt and iron, with bad intentions.

The time all happened seventeen or eighteen years ago, which means that before the incident designed by Zheng Anhou, his father had received so many secret recitals.

Play the heart of the Liu family.

The Samliu family has bad intentions.

Grandfather, have you really done these things!

Changning could no longer restrain himself and threw all the secret letters into the sky.

"Impossible!"

Changning gasped as quickly as someone who was about to drown.

Grandfather did not rebel.

No.

Her breathing suddenly stopped.

Changning saw a thin letter, sealed with coarse wax paper, and the word "Qing'an" was written on the skin.

Qingan.

A secret report from Qing'an.

Changning is like a dying person, clinging to the last glimmer of hope.

"The minister and Song bowed, and His Majesty Fu Wei personally opened ......" Changning only read it and buzzed when he opened his mind.

Song Quan.

General Song.

If it hadn't happened so much, it would have been her father-in-law, Song Yisheng's father.

Although Song Cheng was officially named Qing Anbo, he was a general under the Liu family, although he could also give the emperor an excerpt, but there were not many opportunities to write this kind of secret letter.

Unless.

Song Quanben is the eyes that his father planted in the Liu family's army.

It was used to spy on the Liu family.

"Your dad killed my dad!"

"I avenge my father, what's wrong with me!"

Song Yisheng and Song Yijin's piercing screams echoed in Changning's mind, connecting everything together.

Song Cheng's letter slid down like snowflakes, swinging in the air and landing silently.

"Song Yisheng is not lying."

"He used me to avenge my father, all that was before ......"

Changning sat on his knees and looked up at the sky, but only saw the towering dome of the main hall, and the golden, blue and green color paintings showed the prosperity and magnificence of the emperor's bedroom.

"Heaven and earth have a great way, and justice is immortal."

Mu Qingyan's words are correct.

He's right.

Because heaven and earth are right.

"The Song family is innocent, it's me who is wrong."