Zhao Jun's words were shameless, but His Highness the Fifteenth, who had always been wise, just sneered a few times, and shook his pale face. The fastest and most complete in the cat pounce ()

At this moment, one of the guards who followed closely behind the ministers screamed, "He is not His Highness the Fifteenth!" ”

The guard's voice was high, high, and shrill, and came suddenly. Zhao Jun and the others were startled at first, and then in the blink of an eye, they all brushed their heads sideways and looked towards His Highness the Fifteenth.

His Highness the Fifteenth was deeply poisoned at this time, his lips were blue, and there were dark marks under his eyes. Seeing everyone looking at him, he rolled his eyes, as if sarcastic and as if he laughed weakly.

With this smile, everyone suddenly found that although his eyes were dim, his movements were much more flexible than before.

Zhao Jun rushed a few steps, grabbed the collar of His Highness the Fifteenth, stared at him fixedly for a while, and then hissed, "Who are you?" Say, Who are you? ”

His voice was hurried and chaotic, and his forehead was sweating like oil. He didn't dare to imagine what he would face if the person in front of him was not really His Highness the Fifteenth.

His Highness Fifteen's lips moved, and he said hoarsely: "I am the stand-in for His Highness." ”

Really!

Zhao Jun staggered back.

The other ministers' faces also changed drastically, and they surrounded them at the same time, shouting in a messy voice: "Where is His Highness the Fifteenth?" ”

"Speak quickly!" "Don't talk about being careful with your whole family!"

In the midst of the roar, the man shook his head, and he fell limply on the ground, muttering, "Your Highness has left from the secret passage, and you have left early." ”

Zhao Jun still didn't give up, he suddenly grabbed this person and shouted, "Where did he come from?" ”

He shook it a few times in a row, and the man just said weakly: "Go, go, go......" He spat out weakly, tilted his head, and stopped breathing.

Zhao Jun's face turned white and roared: "Come on, search the palace, find all the places one by one!" ”

Almost as soon as his voice fell, a woman's voice came from outside the hall, "It's useless. ”

All the ministers brushed their heads together, and outside the palace gate, there stood Fu'er with high temples, she walked towards Zhao Jun and whispered: "In the past three days, whether it is our concubines or his personal eunuchs, we can only say two or three words to him from afar. At first, I thought he was too busy to pay attention to us. Now I know that he has been prepared for a long time. ”

Zhao Junhu stared at her suspiciously, and asked in a deep voice: "You are his woman, and you are speaking for him." ”

With a loud thud, Fur angrily tore off his veil, revealing an ugly face twisted by anger. She screamed: "Zhao Jialangjun, why don't you say that I was also sent to the palace by you, and I have long been tied to you?" Also, if you look at my looks, will any man be willing to touch me? ”

This appearance is something that people dare not touch. Zhao Jun hesitated: "But, aren't the eyes of His Highness Fifteen unable to see?" ”

Seeing that he still didn't believe in herself, Fu'er was even more angry, she gritted her teeth and argued: "Yes, he can't see it, but he can feel it." Why did Zhao Jialangjun think that his Royal Highness, who was a beautiful woman with dozens of dollars, would be willing to touch me, a ruined person? ”

She leaped past Zhao Jun, took out a short sword from her sleeve, and thrust it into the double's chest with a "thump". The stand-in was dead, and the sword was deep, but it didn't spill blood.

inserted it, and Fu'er seemed to break off his relationship with His Highness the Fifteenth, and seemed to relieve the nameless hatred in his chest. She bit her lip and took a step back, and as the dagger in her hand slammed to the ground, she suddenly covered her face with her hands and choked sadly.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the ministers withdrew from Fu'er's body. At this point, they are no longer in the mood to deal with a small harem concubine.

Zhao Jun's gaze also moved away from Fu'er's body, and he said with a calm face: "No matter what, you must find His Highness Fifteen in secret." As long as he doesn't get out of town, we still have a chance. ”

The other minister nodded and said, "Reasonable." Tonight, let's take this human head, tie it to the Fifth Highness, and go to see General Wei. ”

What he meant, everyone understood. After several people glanced at each other, they nodded and said, "Yes, this is His Highness Fifteen." General Wei will be satisfied when he sees his head. ”

This means, but I want to use this stand-in head to hide from the world.

Several people discussed this, and at the same time looked at Fu'er, who was still crying. At this moment, Fu'er wiped her face with her sleeve, she turned to everyone and said in a dumb voice: "Mrs. Feng used to treat concubines very well, but now that His Highness the Fifteenth is dead, the concubines don't have to struggle with the righteousness of the master and servant and the love of the monarch and the minister." ”

In a word, it has several meanings. not only pointed out her friendship with Mrs. Feng, but also expressed her agreement with what everyone said, His Highness the Fifteenth is dead.

The ministers had murderous intent, but they were stunned when they heard her words. At the same time, he said: Yes, this Fu Ji was Mrs. Feng's personal maidservant, and it was better to be properly arranged before Mrs. Feng spoke.

Thinking of this, they put away their murderous intentions, got together and whispered again.

This night is destined to not be peaceful. Just when the head of His Highness the Fifteenth was cut off, and the magnates completely controlled the palace and sent a large number of people to open the city gate to welcome Wei Ziyang, no one noticed that Fu'er was gone.

Even Zhao Jun, who has always cared about Fu'er, no longer cares about Fu'er's whereabouts at this time. Originally, he and his ministers had already arranged for people to pay attention to her, and they would kill her if necessary, after all, she was a well-known concubine favored by His Highness the Fifteenth. Now, since she has expressed her attitude, she is just a helpless little woman, so there is no need to care.

In the lights of the city, the city gates were wide open, and the magnates lined up on both sides, waiting for the guards to enter the city.

And Wei Ziyang, at this time, was staring at the bloody head in the wooden box, and the Fifth Highness who was kneeling on the ground with five flowers to take a closer look.

After looking at it for a while, he raised his eyes and waved his hand, "Take it down." ”

"Yes."

After staring at the Fifth Highness like a lost dog for a while, Wei Ziyang slowly approached.

With a lift of his right foot, he kicked the Fifth Highness hard with a "bang", and roared in a cold voice: "Raise your head!" Why, you don't even dare to look at me? ”

His Highness raised his head slowly.

He described him as haggard, with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, where was he still in high spirits from months ago? It's like being twenty years old.

A pair of Shangwei Ziyang's faces, the lower lips of the Fifth Highness moved, and he called softly and in a low voice: "Ziyang."

"Ziyang." After another call, his originally gloomy eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked at Wei Ziyang tightly and longingly, and the Fifth Highness muttered, "Ziyang, are you here?" ”

His horizontal appearance and tone made Wei Ziyang extremely disgusted. He raised his right hand with a blue face and threw out a heavy slap. The sound of "horn" waved the Fifth Highness to the ground, and after rolling a few times, Wei Ziyang was no longer in any mood, and he ordered sharply at the moment: "Escort them together." ”

"Ready to enter the city!"

"Yes."

When Feng Wan came, Wei Ziyang had already stepped up, and seeing him striding away with the support of all the staff, Feng Wan hurriedly followed.

At this moment, six thousand guards lined up neatly in two phalanxes. The light of the burning torches, the cold swords and guns, when Wei Ziyang arrived, they would brush their heads together and press their right hands on their chests. After making a great gift to Nan Xianbei in the past, his eyes looked at him eagerly and excitedly.

Step by step, among the 6,000 people, until they reached the official road, Wei Ziyang turned over and got on his horse.

Then, slowly, he turned the horse's head.

As he turned his head, six thousand people knelt on one knee and shouted, "See my king!" ”

"See my king—"

"See my king—"

One scream after another, the sound shook the sky. The sound of the wind, the whistling, the neighing of horses, on this somewhat hot night, interweaves a power that makes people's blood boil.

Wei Zi raised his head. He raised the halberd in his right hand and shouted: "Qianqiu! ”

Six thousand people replied at the same time: "Qianqiu-"

...... "Chiaki-"

In the overwhelming cheers, Wei Ziyang raised his head and laughed loudly.

His black hair was scattered in the night wind, his blood-colored phoenix eyes were bright and brilliant at this moment, he smiled happily, laughed proudly, and laughed ambitiously!

At this moment, he is already a real king!

When he laughed, everyone laughed. For a moment, the heavens and the earth echoed with their laughter.

Feng Wan, who was standing alone on the side of the road, looked at this scene with a smile. At this time, everyone's attention was on Wei Ziyang, and no one saw her as a woman.

The word "Qianqiu" swirled in the sky, spreading, and it has not yet returned to calm. All the staff and ministers have already rushed up. They surrounded Wei Ziyang on three floors inside and three layers outside, facing the city gate that he opened widely, and drove towards the gorgeous palace of King Chen.

As soon as they left, the hooves of the six thousand guards flew up, stirring up dust in the sky, and they also chased after them with great momentum.

And in order to prevent being trampled by the horse's hooves, Feng Wan had already retreated to the side of the field. After a few times, she opened her mouth to call the next guard, and told them to give up their horses to her. But her voice was always quickly drowned out in the cheers, the sound of horses' hooves.

There was no end to the dust on his head, and Feng Wan retreated again and again. It wasn't until she screamed hoarsely, and until the last knight was gone, that she realized she had been abandoned.

Standing in the open field, looking at the lights farther and farther away, Feng Wan was a little anxious. She hurried up the official road and chased after the crowd.

However, she is a deep woman, she is not physically strong, and everyone is riding horses, where can she catch up?

When he was still six or seven miles away from the city gate, Feng Wan saw that the city gate "squeaked" and was slammed shut.

The gates are closed!

Feng Wan, who was exhausted, sighed secretly, stopped softly, and secretly regretted: I should have thought of this a long time ago, why did I forget to sit in the carriage at that time? It was after listening to Wei Ziyang's words that he arranged for more handmaids to be around, and with their help, he would not be left behind.

Thinking of the word lost, Feng Wan couldn't help but smile bitterly. She knew that it was difficult for any man to think of himself as a woman when he was so successful, so beautiful, and so angry. So, apart from smiling bitterly, she didn't mean to blame anyone.

At this time, a night breeze blew, and it was cool all over.

Feeling that it was gradually becoming dark in front of him, Feng Wan turned his head and saw that all around him was an endless wilderness, and the cluster of forests ten miles away was like a silent monster in this night, indescribably eerie and terrifying.

It's not a matter of looking at it, but when you look at it, it's scary. Feng Wan hurriedly turned around and continued to walk towards the city gate.

- Looks like she's going to have to spend the night outside the city tonight. Well, tonight, the city gate must be brightly lit, and there are many beggars there, so it should not be difficult to stay there for a night.

Thinking like this, Feng Wan still broke his hair and wiped his face as he walked. It's just that when she made this action, she couldn't help but smile bitterly: I don't know if Wei Ziyang will be surprised when he thinks of me tomorrow and sends someone to look for me, and sees Mrs. Feng like this?

Ask for a pink ticket.

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