Legend has it that the news that someone was shot at the gate of Dongchang, the highest centralized center of Yuanqing, spread all over Shengjing in just one morning, and all the people in Beijing raised their glasses to celebrate.

Ling Yurou smiled and took down the half of the arrow nailed to the door in the cold sweat of his subordinates, and on the note tied to it, he indignantly listed his ten major crimes, according to the above list, but it was not too much to kill ten times.

The arrow was coated with a layer of varnish, and a small 'Cheng' word was engraved on the side ridge with a book, clarifying that this name that has been in the limelight recently has a very high status in the hearts of the people in Beijing.

Unexpectedly, now he sent it to the door himself.

"What are you still doing?" Ling Yurou shook off a piece of peach blossom stuck to the official robe, looked around, and carefully instructed his subordinates: "Go back and add some punishment to our lords, find a way to pry his mouth open, if you let Xichang take the lead again, it will be really shameless." ”

After speaking, Ling Yurou went to the court as if nothing had happened.

I didn't want this to alarm the saint, and when I was about to go down, the saint suddenly advised: "Aiqing should be careful when traveling recently." Ling Yurou staggered, almost suspecting that she had misheard.

Turning around, Emperor Mo had been helped into the side hall by the inner attendant, and he could no longer be found.

Emperor Mo has been disgusted with Ling Yurou for a long time, chasing the wind and shadows in the court, just participating in her books can be piled up, but the officials in other positions have changed batch after batch, but only she has always been dressed in brocade clothes and fish clothes and beautiful spring knives, standing tall.

After the bright yellow disappeared, Ling Yurou smiled silently, her mouth almost grinning to the base of her neck.

If you had known that this would have been exchanged for a word of concern from the saint, it would have been worth it if you really died in the hands of clarification.

Feng Ye, the head of the West Factory next to him, knocked on a fan, and a good official robe made him wear the taste of the top brand in the West Street Lingren Pavilion, and Feng Ye said: "Look at your stupid appearance, you are ugly with a smile." ”

Ling Yurou didn't bother to talk to him, this night was one of the few people in Sheng Jing who knew his thoughts, and every time he was caught, he would laugh at him for a long time.

Yelu, the chamberlain who was following Emperor Mo, moved to them with small steps and said, "Two adults, Your Majesty asked the servants to take the two to the imperial study. ”

Ling Yurou and Feng Ye glanced at each other, and their hearts were already measured.

To say that Ling Yurou is also a strange flower in the court, Dongchang was originally led by eunuchs, but since the end of Taizu, he has been in charge of the cholera world, and the new emperor has banned it after he ascended the throne.

Ling Yurou was the only one of those orphans who survived, and she was still a woman.

Until the saint ascended the throne, seeing that the east factory gradually became stronger, then the royal pen waved, set up a opposite to the west factory, and found the three dynasties of the old minister Su family children to lead, faintly has the power of decentralization.

However, only Ling Yurou knew in her heart that the reason why the Holy Lord wanted to restrain herself was nothing more than because of that incident.

Ling Yurou was seventeen years old and was appointed as the commander of the Jinyi Guard, at that time the saint was still the prince, sitting in a Luoying room and tasting tea, and said with a casual smile: "I don't want my father to say that he wants to leave me the minister of the humerus, but he is a well-behaved girl." ”

Ling Yurou's face is extremely ordinary, she is silent on weekdays, the first emperor said that she was tough, and the master praised her for her stability, but it was the first time that someone described her as well-behaved, like Xingzi's eyebrows and eyes, and a heart was ****.

After he ascended the throne, there were many state affairs, she accompanied the saint in the study to approve the folds, Xu was tired, the saint lay on the table to take a break, Ling Yurou stood aside and watched quietly, seeing that there was no one around, she was bold to lean down and want to secretly kiss the saint, but who expected the saint to wake up suddenly, and pushed Ling Yurou away, but it also brought disgust and alienation to the saint.

Compared with the Shengshang Harem Yan Thin and Fat, Ling Yurou is naturally very ordinary, there is a white bar on her forehead, and as soon as she lifts her hair, she can see the hideous wound winding, it must be very embarrassing to be liked by such a woman.

Xu is an ugly woman, and she doesn't even have the qualifications to be a lover.

Ling Yurou went in with Yelu Gonggong, and waited outside the hall at night, Emperor Mo was standing in front of a painting and calligraphy, which was the imperial pen of the first emperor, whenever he made up his mind, he always loved to stand in front of this painting for a whole day.

Mo Di spoke: "What do you think about the clarification." ”

Ling Yurou was stunned for a moment, carefully recognizing the meaning of his words, and was about to open her mouth to say something grateful to Dade, but was interrupted by his sudden decision.

Emperor Mo said: "I know your thoughts, Ling Yurou, do one thing for me, and after the matter is completed, I will marry you as a concubine." Emperor Mo's speech was extremely slow, as if he was trying his best to hide some feelings, but the painting in front of him attracted all the eyes of Emperor Mo, and Ling Yurou couldn't see his expression.

When Feng Ye came in, Emperor Mo had already sat back in front of the bookcase, and Ling Yurou was standing down with a wave on her face.

What Emperor Mo summoned the two of them to say, of course, it was the case of Xiao Youcheng, the former imperial historian, which was handed over to the east and west factories for trial, and Ling Yurou stared at people to torture him yesterday, this old stubborn almost scolded the heavens, but he refused to recruit him, in fact, what His Majesty wanted was nothing more than a result, as for whether Xiao Youcheng was innocent, who would care.

Emperor Mo said, "Three more days, I want to see his confession!" ”

Feng Ye pulled the corner of her clothes, so that Ling Yurou came back to her senses from Zheng Song, and the two expressed one after another: "The minister obeys the order." ”

Coming out of the study, walking through the imperial garden, the eldest prince took a whip and was chasing the same little eunuch to play, Feng Ye and Ling Yurou passed by, the five little dolls suddenly rushed up, and a whip was whipped on Ling Yurou's hand, although the strength was not large, but the whip had barbs on it, and Ling Yurou's hand was immediately hooked off a piece of flesh.

The eldest prince said, "Bad guy, hit you!" ”

The eldest prince was born to Concubine Xue, and the adult who was just tortured last night was Concubine Xue's maternal uncle.

The palace maid and eunuch hurriedly hugged the child away and apologized: "Lord Ling, Your Highness is young, please don't take it to heart." ”

Ling Yurou is a powerful minister, but His Majesty is not close, and the eldest prince is His Majesty's only heir, and the people in the palace regard it shortly, and they will not be afraid of Ling Yurou in private.

Ling Yurou raised her hand to look at the wound, Ling Yurou's face remained unchanged, and she was about to wave her hand to say that it was okay, but Feng Ye next to her had already lowered her face: "Bastard, even if Your Highness is young, you should guard it well, in case you bump into you, who can afford it?" Another day, I have to get the West Factory, so that I can teach you the rules! ”

The statement of sealing the night changed suddenly, and then he remembered Ling Yurou's methods, and hurriedly knelt down one after another to make amends.

Ling Yurou frowned and glared at Feng Ye fiercely, what a nosy! This is in the ears of His Majesty, and he will definitely think that she is oppressing people with power.

Suddenly, Feng Ye was a little crying and laughing, he tore the inner placket of the official uniform, grabbed her hand and wanted to bandage it, while not forgetting to be verbose: "You are generous, but I am a villain, you have to do it, hurry up and stop the bleeding." ”

The back of Ling Yurou's hand was carefully sprinkled with some medicine to stop bleeding, and before it was wrapped up in the night, Ling Yurou had already withdrawn her hand: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anyway." ”

Feng Ye's fingertips trembled.

The first emperor adopted dozens of orphans back then, fed them with torture instruments every day, or pricked with needles or ironed by fire, and those who couldn't stand it died one after another, and those who slowly survived also lost their sense of pain because of this.

It is precisely because there is no pain that we can not be afraid of death and punishment.

Ling Yurou's appearance is ordinary, but compared to her body, she doesn't know how many times better, when she takes a bath, she can see that her skin is full of needle marks, and sometimes she can't help but be glad, fortunately, His Majesty doesn't like herself, otherwise if he sees these ugliness, I don't know how disappointed he should be.

After returning home in the early morning, Xiao Youcheng's affairs still made no progress, and his subordinates stood aside respectfully, and their words were full of worry: "Xiao Youcheng is already old, if this is tortured again, my subordinates are afraid that they will not be able to stand it, if Your Majesty blames it, ......"

Feng Ye followed over to eat with a dead face, and smiled when he heard the scoundrel: "I said that you can let him without punishment, are you credible?" ”

Feng Ye summoned someone over and whispered a few words, and the color under his hand suddenly turned white, and he looked at Ling Yurou and stopped.

It wasn't until she entered the torture hall that Ling Yurou understood what could make these perennial torturers change their faces, but she saw a large wooden basin placed in front of Xiao Youcheng, and clusters of leeches crawled densely in the basin, and the nasal cavity was full of the fishy smell of muddy water, which made people intuitively disgusting.

Feng Ye said, "Xiao Youcheng, have you seen the contents of this pot?" You said that if I put you in, this little thing will stick to you and suck blood little by little......" Feng Ye said, suddenly took a step back, and a look passed, and his subordinates set up Xiao Youcheng.

Xiao Youcheng was so frightened that he trembled, and he didn't even resist anymore.

"Seal the night, I want the old general Lou to have a clear life, but in the end, there is such a scourge as you, no wonder you will be removed from the Lou family."

Ling Yurou's face sank suddenly, and she scolded sharply: "Palm." ”

If you want to ask about her relationship with Feng Ye, she can't even understand herself.

The east and west factories are opposite, they should not be so exchanged, they are enemies of each other, you have been fighting back and forth for three years, if there is anyone in this world who is more ruthless than himself, the night is well deserved.

They are all carrying the black pot for the saints, those unsightly means to remove the people who cannot be convicted by His Majesty because of morality, he has shared half of her credit, but he will also scold the world to go to half of it, she can't see him get scared, but she will never allow others to slander the night.

Xiao Youcheng's words touched his sore spot.

The Lou family has been loyal for three generations, but now there is such a spy leader, I don't know how many people have been killed under his hands, and the Lou family's lineage has reached its peak, Ling Yurou still remembers that when the old man Su announced that he was going to sever relations with him in the court, he pinched his nails into his palm, and the blood stained his sleeves red.

At noon, Xu was not very happy, and after a while holding the wine jug, he began to speak incoherently.

Ling Yurou sighed, and wanted to ask someone to carry him into the house to rest, but Feng Ye grabbed her hand and said, "Girl, you see that our reputation is like this, and no one dares to ask for it anyway, let's just make up a pair, just embarrassed, and the husband and wife will follow ......."

Ling Yurou's temples jumped abruptly, and with a hand knife, the root of her ear was finally clean.

After the next person carried the sealing night down, Ling Yurou poured herself wine and leaned under the tree, the moon faintly appeared through the treetops with half a blood-red outline, which looked really seeping.

I don't know how many times I have said this bastard to her, Ling Yurou has been pretending to be stupid, he has always taken three steps at a time, and never does a loss-making business, if he is really affectionate to himself, it is a big joke.

The subordinate hurried over from the corner gate, afraid of disturbing her, and stood quietly on the side, Ling Yurou poured the bamboo leaves in the cup to the root of the tree casually, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"My lord, Father-in-law Yelu is here, saying that His Majesty has announced your entry into the palace."

Yelu's father-in-law put on a cloak and covered his rickety body inside, but he didn't say what His Majesty was looking for her, Ling Yurou looked at the moonlight from the car window, which was really ominous.

Sure enough, as soon as she entered the dormitory, the inkstone in Emperor Mo's hand flew towards her and smashed on the corner of her forehead, Ling Yurou's eyes didn't blink, and blood flowed down her forehead, into her eye sockets, and then down her cheeks, like a bloody tear.

It doesn't hurt at all.

Ling Yurou slowly knelt on the ground, and respectfully picked up the inkstone and put it away: "Your Majesty just punish me, don't be angry." ”

"Ling Yurou!" Emperor Mo was almost trembling with anger, and with a flick of his hands, the pen and ink on the case fell to the ground: "Qiu'er is only five years old, but because he beat you because of playfulness, you are going to do this kind of poisoning?" If he has three longs and two shorts, I will kill you! ”

Ling Yurou was stunned for a moment, and leaned over and kowtowed again.

"Even if the minister loses the people of the world, he will never fail His Majesty." She doesn't explain, she doesn't verify, just a word from him, she can even pay for the eldest prince's life without complaint, as long as he wants to.

Mo Di clenched his fists tightly, and his bones were almost crushed by him, as if he had endured great pain.

Father-in-law Yelu suddenly pushed the door and came in: "Your Majesty, Commander Feng is here to see." ”

Feng Ye was really pretending to be drunk, and as soon as he came in, he knelt on the ground and shouted "Long live" three times, while slowly recommending: "The minister and the medical immortal Huo Ran once had some friendship, and I want to cure His Highness." "The West Factory under his command has always been known for its many eyeliners, and the poisoning of the eldest prince has caused a lot of uproar in the palace, so naturally it can't be hidden from his ears and eyes.

But only Ling Yurou was hidden.

Emperor Mo ordered that before the poisoning case of the Great Emperor Ziye was revealed, Ling Yurou entered the Dali Temple to reflect on his crimes, and the East Factory was temporarily handed over to the commander of Feng Ye.

Ling Yurou lost this game completely.

"Are you satisfied?" Ling Yurou sat on the haystack and watched Feng Ye lazily leaning against the wall to drink, the flying fish suit in stark contrast to her own prison clothes.

"You should thank me." He blinked shamelessly: "I got you in so easily, the cell of Dali Temple is the safest place in the entire Shengjing, you stay in it for a month, I think that even if you have great ability, I can't kill you." ”

Ling Yurou's mouth opened wide, her eyes full of disbelief, and suddenly her mind turned, and she cried out in a low voice: "You gave the poison?" ”

"How? Are you so moved that you want to marry me? ”

Sure enough, after checking the pulse of the eldest prince, the medical immortal Huo Ran asserted that it would take at least a month to be cured, Xu is night to explain, Ling Yurou was served with good food and drink in prison, except that she had no freedom, but she did not suffer much.

Xiao Youcheng's case ended, because it was drawn in Dongchang, this credit was naturally not taken away by the fox, and there was no order from the saint during this period, but there was no need to think about Ling Yurou to know that the outside must have been turned upside down. After her subordinates came in pretending to be jailers, it really confirmed her guess, and as soon as she arrived at Dongchang at the end of the night, she began to reform drastically, if she didn't go out again, Dongchang was afraid that she would have to be surnamed Lou.

Before I could worry about it for two days, someone sent me an opportunity, and the person who came was Concubine Xue, who didn't even cover her face, and a group of people came in in a high-profile manner.

Several guards in the back carried a large basin, covering their noses on the one hand, and the fishy smell that could not be concealed made people couldn't help but feel numb in their scalps, Rao is Ling Yurou was no longer afraid of life and death, and her face was slightly white at this time, and her heart was almost about to seal the night Ling Ling ten million times.

The basin was filled with a clump of leeches.

"Lord Ling, I know you're not afraid of pain, but you haven't tasted the taste of being sucked dry by a little bit of blood, Lord Ling hasn't tasted it yet, right?" Concubine Xue's red lips opened and closed, and her makeup was as bright as a snake and scorpion, thinking that it was because Emperor Mo had alienated her recently, and she had faintly smelled some signs.

The two of them came out with Ling Yurou, and according to her ability, only the two inner guards couldn't hold her, but after thinking about it, she stopped struggling, she needed a reason to go out.

Starting from the legs and feet, the whole person was slowly put into the basin, hundreds of leeches were wrapped around like crazy, densely arranged on her body, the basin was carved into a piece of scarlet, and in just a moment, Ling Yurou fainted.

Ling Yurou lay on the bed for three days before gradually waking up, but she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand, and when she opened her eyes, she had a splitting headache, and sat on the head of the bed coldly, her face was not good.

"Are you sure I'll be back in time?"

After a while, Ling Yurou gathered his strength to say two words: "Dongchang." ”

"You don't have to work in vain." Feng Ye grinned, took out the mid-sleeve waist card to show her, and said, "Now the East Factory is under my command." ”

Ling Yurou turned her head to look at the token that had been with her for four years, and the light in her eyes dimmed in an instant.

The Holy One no longer needed her, and she had lost her last worth.

Ling Yurou closed her eyes and burst into tears.

Feng Ye didn't expect her to react like this, so she panicked, wiped away her tears indiscriminately, and spoke more and more carefully: "I...... After this month, can't I give it back to you? Clarify that it is only said that it is the governor of the East Factory who wants to be killed, and when the time limit passes, you will ask for the West Factory, and I will give it to you. ”

Ling Yurou trembled, and while muttering to herself about Feng Ye and talking nonsense, she just kept her eyes closed, but she couldn't gather the courage to look up at him.

After Xiao Youcheng pleaded guilty, the case should have come to an end, but he didn't want to search for several letters of collaborating with the enemy when he searched his house in Xichang, Emperor Mo was furious, and all the Xue Fei's mother family was investigated, and there were big ups and downs in only ten days, and the top three families in Shengjing were overturned overnight, and there was no possibility of turning over.

Concubine Xue hanged herself in the palace, and the eldest prince was raised by the queen, as soon as she heard about this, Ling Yurou had already sniffed out the hidden conspiracy inside.

"What the hell are you doing again?"

"She's damned." Feng Ye had a shallow smile, and the lives of hundreds of people in the whole clan were nothing more than mustard in his mouth.

He wouldn't tell her, in fact, Concubine Xue died very miserably, the world said that she was hanged by her family, but no one knew, that night sent someone to stuff dozens of leeches into her stomach, Concubine Xue was killed by life and pain, and the bed in the meat hall was almost moth-like.

Xu realized that the prison of Dali Temple was not such a safe place, and on the pretext that she needed to recuperate, she connected it to her own house, and there were Xichang Jinyi guards patrolling back and forth, and she was ready to be captured alive seven or eight days in advance.

The sound of gongs came one after another, and the muffled sound of the change came into her ears one after another, and Ling Yurou slowly opened her eyes and sat up from the bed.

The patrol was at its most sleepy, and a dark shadow flashed overhead, and the sergeant rubbed his eyes in confusion, and then shook his head, and was really tired and hallucinated.

Ling Yurou quietly sneaked into the night study with the bricks and tiles, and it was pitch black.

She felt a little protrusion along the root of the wall, and easily pressed it with her fingers, and the narrow brick drawer bounced out of the wall, Ling Yurou put the thing in her arms into the drawer, pressed it back again, and then disappeared into the night without a sound.

And a month, and so it came.

There is only one day left before clarifying the date written in the petition, on this day, I don't know how many people in Daqing burned incense and prayed for him to kill Ling Yurou, Su Ziyuan transferred all the officers and soldiers of the east and west factories to surround the factory governor's mansion layer by layer, and how many archers ambushed it, just to save her life.

Feng Ye even resigned from the early dynasty, and sat indoors with Ling Yurou until it was about to darken, but what was waiting for was Yelu's father-in-law, and behind him there were 5,000 internal guards, surrounding the entire mansion from the outside, and birds were not allowed to enter or exit.

The two glanced at each other, and both saw different degrees of shock in each other's eyes, so they stood up to greet each other.

Father-in-law Yelu held a wine jug in his hand.

"Father-in-law, what are you?"

"Lord Feng, Lord Ling, the servants came to arrest the court criminals on the orders of His Majesty." Saying that, he didn't look at the two of them again, raised his hand and fell: "Search!" ”

The face of the night was white!

The Imperial Forest Army searched out five varnish arrows from Su Ziyuan's study, and each arrow was engraved with a small 'Cheng' character.

Feng Ye almost didn't even have room to resist, so he was pressed to the ground by the people brought by Yelu's father-in-law, and even the most stupid people understood at this time.

"You put it?" Feng Ye asked Ling Yurou.

Ling Yurou turned her head, but she didn't dare to look at Canghuang's eyes: "The ancestral system cannot be violated, and Your Majesty needs the power of the East and West Factories, only if you and I are defeated, can he justifiably take it back." ”

"That clarifies ......"

"It's me, too." In fact, Emperor Mo didn't know it a long time ago, because there was no one in the world like her, who he wanted to get rid of, she would do whatever it took to eradicate it for him.

But Yelu's father-in-law unfolded the holy decree with a blank face, and preached: "Seal the night, Ling Yurou, listen to the decree—"

"Feng Ye pretended to clarify and kill dozens of court officials, his crime should be punished, ten days later, Xiao Youcheng was innocent but was beaten into a trick, the whole family was falsely accused of treason against the enemy, the Son of Heaven Shengming rehabilitated him, Ling Yurou was to blame for this case, the emperor remembered his woman's body, so he died of poisoned wine."

Naturally, this is read to the people of the world.

The wine jug was placed in front of the two of them, Feng Ye was almost dumbfounded, Ling Yurou knelt on the ground quietly, her eyes stayed on the wine jug for a moment, her face remained unchanged, and she only asked, "What kind of poison?" ”

"Lord Hui, this is a bone."

"What does Your Majesty want you to bring me?"

Father-in-law Yelu glanced at her with some embarrassment, but Ling Yurou understood, and couldn't help laughing at herself: "It's that I can't help myself, now I'm useless, and I really deserve to die." ”

"Ling Yurou!" Feng Ye struggled to stand up to stop it, but was pressed to the ground and couldn't move, Ling Yurou turned her head when she heard it: "If you hate, you only hate me, Feng Ye, it's me who is sorry for you, I have lost your sincerity, if you are still alive, don't like a woman like me again." ”

With a hand on her heart, Ling Yurou smiled bleakly: "Because of this, it has long been full." ”

As she spoke, she took the wine jug from Yelu's father-in-law and poured a full glass herself: "Since His Majesty wants me to die, Ling Yurou will never give up!" ”

Stop talking, look up.

When Ling Yurou woke up again, it was three days later.

This scene was finally completed, except for Ling Yurou and Feng Ye, the world was satisfied, and on this ground, the power of the two factories was withdrawn, His Majesty was satisfied, and now that his promise was fulfilled, Ling Yurou should also be satisfied.

That day in the study, Emperor Mo had already laid down the big net, just waiting for the big fish to crash in.

"You want to find a way to take the opportunity to clarify this time and put things in his mansion, Ling Yurou, this is the last thing."

So the eldest prince was poisoned, Ling Yurou was imprisoned, and Concubine Xue's revenge was said to be linked one by one, so why wasn't it carried out under his acquiescence and hints?

The whole family in Beijing and the Lou family have been standing for too long, Sheng Jing needs to change blood, the whole family is not clean, as long as the handle is slightly grasped, it can be removed, but the Lou family is different, full of righteous heart, he doesn't want to chill the heart of the Lou family, so he can only take the seal to open the night.

Ling Yurou raised her hand to cover the location of her heart, and slowly opened her eyes, the soul brocade slanted tent above her head was so unreal, she finally got her wish, but no one knew, she had never felt pain at all, she was in pain here.

Emperor Mo sat on the edge of the bed and watched her for three days, and when he saw her wake up, his face showed great joy.

"Your Majesty, Your Minister......"

"Ling Yurou has been buried with death, and now you are my concubine, I have finally waited for this day." Emperor Mo leaned over and hugged him, no longer hiding his feelings.

When he was very young, the first emperor once told him that he should not like to be a monarch, if he really likes something, then wait until the day when he is really strong enough to protect it, and then show it, otherwise it will harm it.

Such a woman, all she thinks about is him, and she is not even afraid of life and death, how can he not like it?

The woman in her arms suddenly stiffened her back, and Ling Yurou took advantage of Emperor Mo's stunned lawsuit to break free from his arms, got out of bed and knelt on the ground: "The minister has something to ask for, and I hope Your Majesty will fulfill it." ”

Emperor Mo's happy eyes instantly condensed: "If you want to intercede for him, you don't need to say more." ”

Ling Yurou was silent, only kneeling in a daze, without a trace of blood on her lips.

"I beg Your Majesty to fulfill it."

Emperor Mo stared at her with a gloomy face, the entire hall was shrouded in murderous intent, and Yelu Gonggong cautiously walked in from outside the hall, and was immediately so frightened that he didn't dare to move a step.

"What's the matter?"

"Back to Your Majesty." Yelu Gonggong glanced at Ling Yurou, and then went to observe Emperor Mo's face: "There was news from Dali Temple just now, and he was from prison last night...... Fled. ”

"Your Majesty!" Ling Yurou trembled, hurriedly took two steps forward on her knees, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and her eyes were full of pleading.

Mo Di's clenched hand let go and held it again, but in the end he could only let out a sigh: "That's it, don't chase anymore." ”

Feng Ye knew that Emperor Mo would not let him go.

Therefore, after he came out of prison, he never returned home, but he did not expect to escape, he hid in the dark until the night began to spread, and the whole Shengjing was shrouded in lights, and then he caught a passer-by.

"The traitor Ling Yurou, I heard that he was buried on the Dark Mountain."

Feng Ye felt a pain in his heart, and hurriedly followed the man's instructions all the way over, until the night was thick and he could no longer see the person's facial features clearly, and then he saw the mound protruding under the tree in the shade.

People often say that Xichang is ruthless and the most evil deception, so he must have hated her to death for a long time if he was framed, but who knows that he has changed from a handsome son of a good minister family to a spy leader who can stop crying, why not for her?

Since he was a child, he only knew that whenever a person wants to do something, he must have the most selfish purpose, such as his father is to praise the family for the prosperity of the world, for example, the saint is for the imperial power to hold the history books, but she is the only one, regardless of everything, without asking for anything in return.

The stupidest, but the most attractive to him.

It's too late to feel distressed, how can you blame her?

Feng Ye knelt on the ground and held on to the mound, rolled up his sleeves and began to dig the grave, with one hand, piled the dirt to the side, and then continued to dig with ten fingers, as if he was not tired at all, and the dirt soon became another hill under his feet, and the sweat dripped into the dirt, mixed up.

This night was especially long, until there were faint traces of the coffin, and the sky had shown the white of the fish's belly, and the night was held on the coffin with a pair of hands mixed with blood and water, and he cried.

The pair of hands that love to pretend to be **** holding a fan on weekdays are blurred with pleasure, and even their nails have been rubbed off, but they are still carefully wiping the soil on the coffin inch by inch, as if as long as they are wiped clean, the people in it can wake up again.

Ling Yurou was given death, so the court did not bury her, the coffin lid was extremely thin, and it was opened after a few pushes of the night, and a white bone was exposed, which is the curative effect of bone poison, and a corpse can be turned into dry bones in only three days.

"I thought he loved you, and you did this for him, but did you think that I would be uncomfortable too?" His voice was hoarse, and he reached out to carefully pick up the white bones, and his mind seemed to be a little unconscious.

"I'll take you away, our husband and wife are in trouble, and I will never let go again." He kept repeating the phrase as he tried to get the bones out of the coffin.

A large number of black scenes appeared from the morning light, surrounded him, and Emperor Mo walked out of the broken place, his face gloomy: "I originally wanted to spare your life for the sake of the past, but how can He De make her kneel down and beg me?" Since she has you in her heart, you deserve to die! ”

Feng Ye slowly turned his head, his face covered in dirt.

The shadow guard failed to control his strength, and accidentally shot the arrow in his hand, the arrow buried in his heart, Feng Ye looked indifferently, but he was always smiling, he always held the white bone in his hand, and no one could separate them.

In the spring of the fourth year of Emperor Mo, the east and west factories were overturned and merged, and they were led by Emperor Mo himself.

In June of the same year, the ceremony of the concubine of the emperor, everyone in the world knows that the new concubine looks ordinary, but no one has seen her appearance.

In the eighth year of Emperor Mo, the emperor and his concubine went to Dongshan to worship the sky, passing through the Stygian Mountain.

Ling Yurou covered her face and rode back with Emperor Mo, for so many years, she still hadn't adapted to the swaying steps, four years passed in a blink of an eye, and she had never heard the news of the night closure all these years, but she also knew that no news was the best news.

It's just that when I dream back at midnight, there is not a single time when I haven't dreamed of his scoundrel laughter.

He may have become a relative, incognito in a field, with children playing around his knees, every time he thinks about it, in the blink of an eye, it is full of palace cages. Now she realizes that she used to love him a long time ago.

It's just that it was too late to understand, and it was indeed too late.