The dark gold-robed Hei Tianzi was a little weak-hearted, she lowered her head, and did not dare to make eye contact with the boy even through the mask.

Because I feel guilty.

At first, she was still worried about Xiao Guang, but after all kinds of news about Xiao Guang came out, she felt that her younger brother was doing well, after all, the emperor was a relative of the country, and the emperor looked at his face, and he would not be treated badly.

Therefore, she enjoyed the power of the Black Son of Heaven with peace of mind, eating good, using good food, taking pills directly if she couldn't practice martial arts, and taking all kinds of treasures if she wanted to go crazy.

In the years after Xia Dan left, this black emperor had already turned into a dead house.

In the mind of the dead house, the importance of her younger brother was not diluted, but it was covered by a good life, so when she saw it today, she suddenly felt guilty, but fortunately, Xia Guang just glanced at her and didn't say anything.

"What about the people! What about the people in the imperial capital?"

Xia Zhi Longyan was furious, "I almost died on the ground!" Seal the city and wipe out this group of White Lotus villains to me!!"

The fake emperor felt that it was almost over, so he turned around angrily and returned to the palace, followed by Tiansheng and Shi Jiuzhou.

The dark gold-robed black Tianzi naturally lowered his head and quietly slipped away.

"Xia Jiejie!"

Suddenly, someone was calling her, Hei Tianzi couldn't help but stop, instinctively turned his head, and then saw a smiling face of Xia Guang not far away.

It's just that after calling, Xia Guang didn't say anything anymore, and Hei Tianzi didn't dare to say anything, pretending to be looking at something else, and then turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

But dawn has arrived, and the fog of deep winter is a little blood-red.

Xia Guang shook his head, this imperial sister is still the same as before...

When everyone returned to the palace, they were surprised, because this vast and historic Great Zhou Imperial Court was almost half destroyed.

At first, Fake Xia Zhi thought it was his own hands and feet, but after meeting with King Wuling, he realized that this was not the case at all, it was the red giant under the moon.

A red giant who would be forced to go crazy if they looked at each other.

The elites and masters of all parties in the palace are examples.

Those elite soldiers who were chosen by thousands of people became demented at this time, or rolling on the ground, or squatting on the wall and smirking, or crying and grimacing when they saw someone passing by.

This situation is only creepy.

Fake Xia Zhi naturally wanted to clean up this mess, retreat from the court, send people to recruit skilled craftsmen to repair the palace, and at the same time began to put on an iron face after seeing "the dead queen, the concubine, and the five princes".

After adding several more orders to thoroughly investigate the remnants of the white lotus in the city, he began to think about what he should do in addition to his status as emperor.

The first is two.

First, save the king and nine shadows.

Second, rob the prison to save Bai Ling.

After careful review, this fake Xia Zhi found that in the confrontation between White Lotus and the royal family, all the losses were related to the boy named Xia Guang.

What's more, the Black Lotus Envoy Wang Qi also admired him very much, and there was no fear in his admiration.

Fake Xia Zhi was pacing back and forth in the imperial study, and the gentle fairy concubine suddenly held the white fungus lotus seed soup, walked in and said with a smile: "The emperor has worked hard, and the concubines can't help much, so they can only make some soup..."

Fake Xia Zhi looked at the outstanding concubine in front of him, and he felt a burst of emotion in his heart, playing with the emperor's woman, this thing is exciting to think about.

But after all, the Green Lotus Envoy still has a temperament, he knows that he has only come on the first day, and he has not yet gained a firm foothold, in case this concubine notices that something is wrong, it will be bad, not to mention, saving the White Lotus and Red Lotus is the top priority.

Therefore, he said majestically: "Let's go down first, I still have something to do." ”

The fairy concubine was reluctant to leave, after all, the queen and the four favorite concubines, together with the princes, were assassinated, this is a great opportunity to ascend the throne, but the emperor is obviously very sad at this time, it is not the right time, to send a soup to leave an impression, that is already good.

After the fairy concubine left, the fake Xia Zhi thought about it for a long time and decided that it would be better to kill such a terrifying royal heir.

Wang Jiuying must be with that Xia Guang.

If Xia Zhi made a little investigation, he knew that Wang Jiuying had returned to the small courtyard where she had been dormant, and after two days, when the investigation was clearer, he sent a table of delicacies and a pot of poisonous wine with a hidden mechanism in the name of celebration.

The jug of this poisonous wine was set up quite cleverly, and the fake Xia Zhi believed that the Red Lotus Holy Envoy would definitely understand and use it.

When a table of delicacies was delivered to this courtyard, Wang Jiuying was sleeping on a bamboo chair on his side, watching his "younger brother" practice the basic styles of Fang Tian's halberd.

His movements were slow, slow, as if he was reviewing each movement.

Wang Jiuying's little melon seed face was a little bitter, and her body was seriously injured, but despite this, she understood that Xia Guang had forgiven her.

Thinking of the appearance of him carrying himself on his back and holding a halberd alone in the mountain camp, Honglian's heart felt some complicated warmth.

So, when the table was served, her eyelashes jumped when she made eye contact with the blue and white wine jug.

"You... You can't drink alcohol. ”

"Why?"

"You're still young, so you can't drink it. ”

After Wang Jiuying said this, she regretted it a little, because when she saw the blue and white wine pot with this hidden mechanism, she understood that the White Lotus Sect's plan for more than fifty years had been successful.

The person who now occupies the position of the Ninety-Five is actually a green lotus, not Xia Zhi.

The real Xia Ji is already dead.

Since such poisonous wine was sent, its meaning is self-evident, that is, let Wang Jiuying poison this little prince, and then escape.

It is even conceivable that the back road has already been arranged.

After these battles and getting along, Wang Jiuying naturally understood that his younger brother, who was born with divine powers, had become a real thorn in the side of the White Lotus Sect.

Therefore, she did not pick up the jug of wine and did not press the mechanism, which means that her faith has been shaken.

Looking at the already warm weather, she poured out all the pot of poisonous wine, and when Xia Guang went out, a white silk was hanging on the tree in front of the door, choosing to end her life.

In this way, there is no need to choose between Xiaoguang and faith.

The assassin who had been dormant for several years slowly closed his eyes, is death terrible, but it will never be seen.

An assassin's suicide in fear of guilt is not a big deal.

Pull out of the city and bury it hastily.

The little prince who was driving the ox cart suddenly had some vicissitudes, but he didn't cry, the simple coffin was placed in the car covered by the rough roof, and Xia Guang's face showed a calmness that did not belong to his age at all.

As if nothing had happened, he shook the bullwhip, and the wheel turned to the north of the city.

A shadow appeared in front of the city gate at noon, and the shadow paced back and forth, apparently having been waiting for a long time, the face of the pink jade carving was wrapped in a graceful fox fur, and the little sheepskin boots that trampled on it ran back and forth on the cold bluestone slab.

Xia Yuxue saw an ox cart appear on the other side of the street, so she stopped, the ox cart passed by, Xia Guang's long hair was lifted, he didn't stop, and he didn't ask the little princess why she was here and if she was waiting for him.