Above the court, there was a depressing dullness, and everyone bowed their heads and waited for Zampu Tanqi to reprimand.

Tan Qi just waved his hand, sighed lightly, and said, "Let's disperse." ”

After retiring from the court, he sent everyone away, and one of them went to his father's lonely grave.

There are some moss and water marks on the stele, and there are overgrown weeds next to it, and only a few incense sticks remain.

Tan Qi squatted down, cleaning the frost and withered grass in front of his father's grave with his bare hands, and for some reason, tears were dripping from the ground.

If you don't come to take care of it for a long time, it's like being forgotten by the world.

Soon after, I estimated that I was the same as my father.

Maybe the whole Wu Lan will accompany him.

He listened to the battle report and felt that he was powerless to return to the sky, and if he continued like this, it would not be long before he would be a king of the dead country.

Tan Qi leaned against the tombstone, and suddenly had an extra plan in his heart.

The capital of Wulan is easy to defend and difficult to attack, if you don't open the door to fight, it is estimated that Hu Lu Qihan will have no way to hold it.

And if it continues, it will inevitably be that the army lacks food, and it is getting colder and colder, and they continue to guard the city gate, only to be surrounded and suppressed by Wu Lan.

Hu Lu Qi Han will return to the court.

It would be great if we could take advantage of this to find a sum.

It looks like it's really going to be a gamble.

After all, the three rafters are not a simple character.

Thousands of miles away in the red wall, the three rafters of Hu Lu stayed on the edge of the couch and fell asleep.

Yi Yujie stepped forward and asked softly, "Your Majesty, do you want to rest for a while?" When the Nine Emperor Princes wake up, I will naturally inform you. ”

"No need, I can still hold on, by the way, Yi Yujie, are you really unwilling to enter the palace as an imperial doctor?" Hu Lu Sanrin said as he stretched his lower limbs idly.

Yi Yujie looked at the pale Hu Lu Jiuxuan complicatedly, and shook her head decisively: "Forgive Xiaomin for refusing, I really don't understand the rules, and there will definitely be many rights and wrongs when I enter the palace." ”

"Well, I won't force you, you can just do it yourself." The three rafters turned their gaze back to Hu Lu Jiuxuan.

"Your Majesty, can you give Weichen a little time?" At this time, Zhao Xin's beautiful voice came from the door.

Hu Lu Sanrin looked sideways, and when he saw that it was her, a natural smile appeared on his face.

"Yi Yujie, you take care of it first, and if you report something, don't hide it anymore." After he finished speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left, walking towards Zhao Xinji in the sun.

Yi Yujie looked at the two of them in the beautiful picture blankly, and then looked down at Hu Lu Jiuxuan, extremely melancholy.

It was he who had made such a mistake as a healer, lying here so lifelessly.

And he was also controlled by Li Liran and groveled to himself. As the saying goes, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated, if Hu Lu Jiuxuan knows, how can he swallow this breath.

She didn't know very well what kind of story there was between Li Liran and Hu Lu Sanrafter, but no matter what, it was enough for him to choose Zhao Xinjiao in the end.

The four of us can't betray us, and although we are tough on the surface, we are afraid of being hurt.

Maybe everyone in the world is like this.

Zhao Xinjiao and Hu Lu stopped in the imperial garden.

The slate is full of residual red and scattered, no longer as in the past, only a few branches of plum blossom proudly.

Zhao Xinjiao said slowly: "Actually, you don't have to be so decisive. ”

"You don't hate her?" The three rafters of Hu Law were puzzled.

"Hate what? She's a poor person, too. Because I'm a woman, I can understand what she's doing. It's naïve, but who hasn't made mistakes? ”

Zhao Xinjiao's slender white fingers touched a red plum, and she suddenly felt a chill to her bones, but she didn't withdraw her hand.

"But her fault almost killed you and Jiuxuan." The three rafters still refused to let go.

Zhao Xinjiao turned around and looked at his eyes, where he could see his clear shadow.

I don't know if it's fortunate or unfortunate, the unfortunate thing is that he seems to be able to see only one person in his eyes, and it's fortunate that he got his eyes.

"Do you really think she's going to kill us? It's just that you're running away from her feelings. But everything started because of you, and it ended because of you. Zhao Xinjiao took his hand, spread out his palm, and put a handkerchief in his hand.

A gorgeous peach fell between the square handkerchiefs, dazzling like cinnabar.

"She asked me to pass it on to you."

If hatred is a little cinnabar mole on the tip of the heart, it spreads throughout the body with every beat of the heartbeat.

Who is the last victim?

It's better to pull it all out.