233 Emperor's heart is unpredictable

However, in the end, she just tightened her sleeves, first at a gallop, then to run.

"Girl, slow ...... Slow down......" Duan Yuan panted with him: "The girl's injury is not healed yet......"

But I saw that the figure ran faster and faster, as if turning into a dancing white butterfly, and disappeared into the empty long door in a flash.

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Zhaoyang Palace, there is silence, only a figure sits behind the high fold, holding a red pen, and the deep marks between the eyebrows are like knife carvings.

When Su Jinling ran to the front of the hall, he only saw this scene.

She cupped her chest and tried her best to breathe steadily.

It is said that the emperor went to the Taimiao Temple to pray for blessings after the resignation yesterday, but he returned from a hundred miles away only overnight? If I hadn't met Wu Liuqi on the way back, I would have thought ......

She thought it was a little ridiculous.

Praying for blessings is just an excuse, and letting the prince swear on his behalf is the real purpose.

Yuwen Xuansheng, it's really not far from that seat.

Yes, when this war is over, the future will be more stable, and the emperor will use the blood of his son and all the soldiers to create a great river and mountain for his favorite son-in-law!

Then, little by little, see how he splurges.

Even if the momentum on the Fengyi Gate is high, it is difficult to compete with the absurdity of the past.

Heartache, but not wounds.

"Why have you been standing for so long, don't you have something to say?"

Yuwen Rong raised his eyebrows, but he didn't look at her, still focusing on the fold in his hand.

The copper leak in the corner of the house sounded softly, like droplets of water attached to spider silk shaking the silence of the temple under the blowing of the wind.

"Isn't it...... Is it the truth that can't be told to me? ”

He finally stopped writing and looked at her.

It is still a deep eagle's eyes, and it is still the gaze of Yiwei and Kindness, but it is so strange, so strange that it is cold, and it makes people feel cold all over the body.

She looked at those eyes for a long time, but she did not give in the slightest timidity.

Then, she walked forward slowly, bowed and knelt on the red woven gold carpet, and said in a cool voice: "The slave maid asked to leave the Chengqian Palace and ask the emperor for permission." ”

After another long time, the emperor's voice seemed to float from a very distant place: "My best sons have all gone to the battlefield, don't you want to know the news about them for the first time?" ”

Yes, the battle report from the front must be handed to the emperor first......

The corners of her eyes twitched...... Your Majesty, what do you mean?

She was still prostrating herself on the ground, but she heard the soft sound of the dragon chair in front of her, and saw the corners of the navy blue robe embroidered with the pattern of autumn-colored five manta flowers moving past her eyes.

The robe stopped at the door of the red sandalwood carved dragon gold red wood, fluttering slowly in the autumn wind.

"The big waves sweep the sand, and the rest is king!"

The emperor's voice was a little desolate, some majestic, and some ...... Helpless.

After being slightly stunned, he was still indignant...... According to this Tao method, the rest can only be the prince!

However, for some reason, the prince's indignation in the dense forest, the faint scars on the punch, and the marks on the stone wall of Fengyimen, Emperor Jingyuan relied on military merits to replace the prince at that time...... Emerge like a phantom of water waves.

There seemed to be a flash of lightning in my head, but ...... Yuwen Xuanzheng's grief and indignation, Yuwen Xuanyi's silence and Yuwen Xuancang's determination, and Yuwen Xuansheng's sentence "If you stand in this position, are you willing to give everything in front of you to others?" "And Yuwen Xuanti, who is still waiting to be disposed of in the prison, I'm afraid that he still doesn't know who the person who calculated himself is, right?

The emperor's back became more and more blurred in the gradually darkening sky, and only the slightly fluttering corners of his robe were relatively silent with the shadow under his cage.

What is true? What is false?

She couldn't think of it anymore.

The family of the Son of Heaven, the heart of the emperor......

are unfathomable.

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On August 24, the 32nd year of Jingyuan, the general of the Fu army, Yuwen Xuancang, the general of the Chinese army, the king of Qingning, Yuwen Xuanyi, and the general of the Zhenjun army, Su Mufeng, the prince of Liewang, led the imperial dragon wing army to fly to Los Angeles and regain the lost territory.

The army was divided into three routes, but there was a disagreement over which army was responsible for outflanking and setting up an ambush for which army was facing the enemy head-on, and they were at loggerheads.

As a result, the general of the town army led the Western Route Army, and the general of the Fu Army led the South Route Army to be responsible for outflanking the second road from Yunshi and Qiangnan, while the general of the Chinese army cut 50,000 horses and handed them over to the west and south second route armies after drawing lots, and only led 50,000 east route troops to penetrate the enemy's hinterland - Los Angeles.

On August 27, the 32nd year of Jingyuan, the Western and Southern Second Route Armies had arrived at Fangyi and Qiangyuan, which were thousands of miles away in the lost territory of the 28 counties. Along the way, the enemy forces were invincible and resisted, but the people had been oppressed by days of slaughter and coercion, and the survivors killed the officials appointed by Tsunego to defend the city by night, and opened the gates of the city to welcome the imperial army.

The military division was stationed, and there was no offense with the people, and the soldiers were also courteous, and the soldiers were organized to repair the damaged houses for the people, and the accompanying doctors were ordered to help the wounded and sick.

The benevolent government scattered with the wind, and although the rest of the counties that heard the news were still resisting stubbornly, the people's will was willing, and there was a great tendency to surrender without a fight. The enemy army was terrified and suppressed the resistance with even more brutal means, but it was more and more counterproductive.

The West and South Second Route Armies advanced rapidly, and the momentum was like a bamboo, and they were already fanning towards Los Angeles, and good news was frequently reported.

However, since the Eastern Route Army led by Yuwen Xuanyi arrived in Xiluan County, which was still more than 100 miles away from Los Angeles, it was as if the world had evaporated and disappeared after a short encounter with the enemy. The spies sent to report back to Beijing three times a day, however, each time the biography was written, "No news has been found." ”

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Thousands of miles away, the border land was raging, but there was a dead silence in Tianluan City. Although the osmanthus flowers are still withering in September as in previous years, although the autumn chrysanthemums are still competing for popularity and beauty at the Double Ninth Festival, although the geese are still in formation in this season, sometimes spilling a hoarse low song from the sky, however, after all, there is something different.

When the first snow unexpectedly fell quietly on the third day of October, although it only melted on the ground, it brought the breath of winter.

Su Jinling stood under the silver-leaf willow with only a few dead leaves left, looked up at the gray sky, tightened her silver satin cloak, and walked slowly towards the Autumn Palace.

The hair ball has grown a thick hair, but it is still afraid of the cold, nesting in her cloak, only cocking her tail outside, and shaking it from time to time.

Beyond the high palace wall, you can still see the green bamboo swaying, but it seems to be covered with a layer of ash, and it has lost its former spirit. There are bursts of fragrance wafting out, but it is not the refreshing fragrance of the past, but the deep sandalwood fragrance. If you look closely, there seems to be a faint layer of smoke lingering over the bleak palace. The wind came, dispersed, stopped, and re-condensed into a barely visible cloud.

Now there are wisps of clouds and mist everywhere in the palace, but they are all floating out of the Qiuqian Palace and the Xueyang Palace.

Concubine Xian has been eating fasting and chanting Buddha all day since Yuwen Xuancang went on the expedition, and originally wanted to go to the temple to pray for blessings, but the emperor did not approve her on the grounds that she was suffering from heart disease, so she confined herself to a dark room and avoided anyone. In the past, the prosperous Xueyang Palace now only has the sound of wooden fish.

The Autumn Palace is still silent, even the smoke rising on the incense pillar is quiet, and the ash often accumulates so high that it refuses to be crooked.

Every time I went, I saw Concubine Yu reclining on the hibiscus couch, her eyes closed, and even her chest seemed to have no ups and downs, if it weren't for the dust slowly dancing in the faint sunlight, Su Jinling would have thought that what she saw was just a painting.

This stillness was terrifying, but she didn't know how to break it, so she sat beside Concubine Yu and guarded it. Xiqing brought the tea, and the movements were also gentle.

Mao Tuan was a little timid at first, but after looking around with his eyes, he found that there was no danger, so he moved out from under the cloak and looked at the person crooked on the couch. The pill's nose twisted, snorted twice, and saw that the man ignored it, so he got closer and closer, and when the little nose was only a millimeter away from the man's nose, he suddenly stretched out his little pink tongue and licked the man.

Concubine Yu's eyebrows trembled, her eyes opened slightly, and she was hazy with surprise, and then lit up.

The hair ball immediately grinned, screamed, stretched out its little tongue, as if laughing, and its tail swung rapidly.

Concubine Yu's eyes moved, and when she saw Su Jinling, she smiled.

Xi Qing hurriedly helped her to sit up, leaning the velvet Fuzi pillow against her back.

"I heard Xiqing say that you have come several times, but it's a pity that I ...... Alas, I get sleepy as soon as it's cold, and it seems to be getting worse this year......"

Mao Tuan saw that she was awake, but she talked to Su Jinling, without noticing herself at all, and immediately screamed dissatisfied.

Concubine Yu smiled, hugged it to the top, and gently stroked the supple golden retriever.

"Xiqing, why don't you go and pack a plate of Fulin beef jerky sent by the former Internal Affairs Office to entertain the distinguished guests?"

Xiqing sent fresh fruits from the winter greenhouse, and there were little palace maids who put dates, dried apricots, figs, etc.

The hair balls sniffed them one by one, but they were not interested, and they waited for the beef jerky with their small necks on their backs.

Xiqing nodded its forehead: "You, you, even if the prince is not here, otherwise you can still be allowed to do it here?" ”

Su Jinling glanced at Concubine Yu quickly.

Yuwen Xuanyi has been missing for nearly two months, and everyone in the palace has rumored that King Qingning may have lost his way by Yuan Liren's magic, and even said that the king of Hades saw that he was beautiful and clear, and it was rare in the world, so he recruited him to the underworld as a son-in-law......

These Concubine Yu will not be ignorant, so every time she sees Concubine Yu asleep, she will feel very comforted, at least people will not feel too much pain in their dreams, and she will avoid the embarrassment of not knowing what to say when facing Concubine Yu, but now Xiqing suddenly mentioned King Qingning abruptly, will Concubine Yu ......

Concubine Yu smiled, like every moment she talked about her son in the past, she smiled so lovingly.

"Yes, Yi'er doesn't like animals the most. Jinling, do you know why? ”

Su Jinling was a little nervous, but just subconsciously shook her head.