"Where is my princess?" After Mu Xuefu was taken away, Emperor Xuanwu summoned Jing Rong. Jing Rong didn't see Mu Xuefu when he came in, and he didn't care about any courtesies of the monarch and the ministers.

Emperor Xuanwu didn't care much when he saw this, his dry well-like eyes hit Jing Rong, as if he wanted to see through his heart. Facing Jingrong's angry face, he suddenly saw the imperial brother he had dreamed of in his dream. It was also with a look of resentment that he questioned why he didn't care about his brotherhood.

As if waking up from a dream, Emperor Xuanwu took a sharp breath and said, "Your princess is very good, but I saw that it was too late, and I was afraid that she would be tired, so I asked her to send her to bed, you don't have to worry." ”

Jing Rong was annoyed and embarrassed, and put his hands in front of the case, "Where did you get her?" "One of them sits, the other stands, and the sabre rattles.

"She's going where she's supposed to be, naturally." Emperor Xuanwu calmed his voice, waved his hand, and knocked a cup of tea to the ground, "Is this the attitude you have when you talk to me?" ”

The teacup shattered with a bang, making a "bang" sound, and with the anger of Emperor Xuanwu, like the attraction of a firecracker, a great spark burst out in an instant.

"Then what attitude am I going to use to talk to you? I am grateful to you, or do you want me to repay my grievances with virtue? Jing Rong was not to be outdone, staring at him with sparkling eyes, "My wife is missing from you, do you still want me to be respectful to you?" ”

There was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air, and Emperor Xuanwu opened his eyes angrily and asked, "Your wife? Do you know who she is? After a pause, he suddenly said, "Do you know her identity?" ”

"I know what it doesn't matter, I just know that she is my wife." Jing Rong said firmly.

"What a lover, I read that right." Emperor Xuanwu suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, and leaned back in his chair.

Jing Rong was already full of anger, unwilling to stalemate with Emperor Xuanwu any longer, "What do you want?" ”

Emperor Xuanwu slowly stood up, walked to Jing Rong's side and patted him on the shoulder, and said without hurry or impatience: "You have always been steady, why are you so calm today, it is not like you at all." His tone was serious, like an elder teaching his juniors, "Jingrong, those who have achieved great things should not take into account the private feelings of their children." ”

Jing Rong pushed his hand away in disgust, bit his cheek with anger, and said, "How can the emperor let my wife go?" ”

Emperor Xuanwu didn't laugh angrily, paced around behind Jing Rong, and said quietly: "Assassinating me, killing the princess and court ministers, every article is listed, she is a capital crime." With a sneer, a grim voice came out of her throat, "She thought she was a member of the Underworld Pavilion, so I couldn't touch her?" It's just a demon sect, I'm still afraid that he won't succeed? I'm worried that I don't have a chance to eradicate them all! ”

Jing Rong Huo Ran turned around and looked at each other angrily, "How can you let her go?" ”

Jing Rong knew very well that if he really wanted to cure Mu Xuefu's sins, he would not talk so much to him at this moment, it must be for some purpose. But now he is a fish on the chopping block, to be slaughtered.

"I don't have to kill her," Emperor Xuanwu was silent for a moment, his dark and cloudy pupils with an elusive glow, "but there is a price to pay." Like a ray of sunlight in his eyes, dispelling the cloudy veil, "It depends on whether you are willing to pay the price to match." ”

It's good to have a purpose, Jing Rong breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart, and said, "Your Majesty, just say it directly." ”

Emperor Xuanwu said bluntly: "The edict of the first emperor is with you." He searched the entire Qianqiu Palace and still didn't find the edict, so he guessed that the edict was probably in Jing Rong's hands.

Jing Rong made no secret of it, "Yes." "Now Mucheph's safety is his most important thing.

"It's really yours." Xuanwu Emperor Yin Falcon's eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold arrows piercing from the bottom of his eyes made people tremble, "I don't like to persecute people, I give you a choice." If you want me to return Mu Xuefu to you, then you must hand over the edict in your hand, plus the talismans of your 500,000 army, to me, and leave the imperial city forever, and I will not be allowed to set foot in the imperial city again in my lifetime. He spread his hands, "It's up to you how you choose." ”

The heart seems to be imprisoned by the dense turn of hemp rope, strangling Jingrong's lifeline. It was like being poured with a basin of ice water from the top of the head, from head to toe, and countless heart-piercing chills were traced back from the feet to the top of the head. There was cold in the cracks of all the bones of his limbs, and he froze there motionless.

Hand it over, and he'll lose all that he's worked so hard to do all these years.

If you don't hand it over, you'll be in danger.

For a moment, he was caught in a dilemma, the hardest choice since he was born.

Emperor Xuanwu looked at his complicated expression and smiled secretly, for an emperor, the choice between the country and the beauty will always be the country. A person who is tied up by a woman can't make a big deal after all.

"This choice is a bit difficult, and I don't let you decide now, go back first, and think carefully about how to choose to come to me again." Emperor Xuanwu picked up the tea that Xu Shouxin made for him, the tea was fragrant, he pecked it shallowly, and suddenly felt that his body and mind were transparent, "I am waiting for you at any time." ”

Jing Rong didn't know how he walked back to Chaohua Yunwei Pavilion. There was no light in the black hole room, only a faint ray of moonlight shining through the window shadow, faintly sprinkled on the window eaves.

The only sound of his breathing was in the room, but the most familiar person was not there. It was as if he had fallen into the abyss, how he struggled and was still buried in the darkness.

Fu'er is his love and his lifeline, if something happens to her, he is afraid that he will not be able to live.

But another choice would make everything he had worked so hard to create come to naught in an instant, and it would be no different from killing him.

For a long night, Jing Rongru was poured a pot of poisonous wine, this wine is peculiar and will not kill immediately, but like sulfuric acid, it corrodes the viscera little by little, making him feel painful.

The east was white, the moonlight was gradually dimming, he walked by the window, looking at the moon that was about to disappear, and the choice in his heart became more and more firm.

Xiao Zhuyuan was tattered and messy, full of cobwebs, and the air was filled with old and fine dust. The dilapidated rafters have fallen into disrepair for many years, and the huge rooms do not even have a single intact window.

Xiao Linyuan also lived in some concubines who were disgusted by the emperor, and when they heard that someone was coming, they all ran out. In the darkness of the night, they seemed to wear grimaces, pale, sallow, emaciated, and withered.

The bold ones looked around Mu Xuefu, but more often they curled up to the side, or inquired with a seemingly absent gaze, or turned a blind eye and didn't care.

Mu Xuefu's gaze lingered on each of them, stopping for a moment. Through their decrepit faces, Mu Xuefu can vaguely imagine their former beauty.

It's just that no matter how good the skin is, in this place where there is no light of day, it decays and dies little by little over time.

Mu Xuefu was thinking about why they were convicted, maybe because they failed to compete for favor, maybe because they were framed, maybe because of their own malice, or maybe because of a sentence that made the emperor unhappy.

The ruthlessness of the emperor is the grave where the youth and pain of countless women are buried. It seems to be filled with resentment, and it feels like it is difficult to breathe.

Beautiful clothes and jewelry, like a bright galaxy in the dark, flashing with brilliant light, flashing so that people can't take their eyes off it.

A few people gathered around Mu Xuefu and pulled with their dirty hands, "This dress is so beautiful, I want to wear it." ”

"This golden hairpin is mine." Someone dragged the hairpin off Mu Xuefu's head and inserted it into his dusty and greasy hair.

"Wow, the bracelet is beautiful." Someone else grabbed Mu Xuefu's wrist and directly took off the bracelet in an extremely barbaric way.

Several people went to pick up the accessories on Mu Xuefu's body, and some people fought because they grabbed the same thing.

"The old lady just fell asleep, what are you sluts doing?" Out of one of the pavilions came a fat woman, yawning and stretching, with a thick whip in her hand. At first glance, this posture is the palace maid who manages the cold palace.

Don't look at it as a palace maid, but the concubine who arrives here still has to live under her beating and scolding with her stick. And in her eyes, the person who enters the cold palace is no longer human.

Fat was piled up with only a thin slit of her eyes, fierce, and with heavy steps, she lifted her whip and swung it at the two people who were beaten together, shouting angrily as she struck, "Stay dishonest, don't you look for death?" ”

After a few strokes, the two people were covered in blood, and they knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands and begged for mercy. And the others were already frightened and scattered, hiding in the corner and not daring to make a sound.

The palace maid stopped after being relieved, and then she noticed Mu Xuefu.

"Yo, this is the new concubine? What a mistake you have to make to get here. Thinking that she was also a concubine who was beaten into the cold palace, the palace maid sighed unconsciously, it was a pity that she was so beautiful and was beaten into the cold palace by the emperor.

The guard who came with Mu Xuefu spoke, "Auntie, this is Princess Chen, the emperor said that she should stay here for a few days, and she may be released soon." You find a clean place, don't be wronged Princess Chen. ”

"Oh, I see." The palace maid said suddenly. She pointed to one of the houses, "Just live there, we are very shabby, and that one is fairly airy." ”

The guard nodded, and said to Mu Xuefu: "The princess lives here with peace of mind, and the emperor has sent heavy troops to guard it outside, so you can inform me of anything." ”

"No work." Mu Xuefu said coldly.

Her hair was messily scattered due to the snatching of the crazy women just now, and she slowly brushed it with her fingers, looking up at the crescent moon that gradually became the same color as the sky, and her mood was cold.

She didn't know what Emperor Xuanwu would do with himself to threaten Jing Rong, and this was the second time she felt powerless.

More than ten years ago, she watched the family members of the Zhenguo General's Mansion fall one by one in front of her, and she was powerless and unable to protect them.

More than ten years later, she became stronger, but she still couldn't do anything.

Jing Cangling is right, the most important thing to restrain a person is not force, but people's hearts. He grabbed her and Jingrong's hearts and stomped on their lifeblood.

One day, rumors in the palace that Princess Chen was a demon dream fairy spread far and wide, originating from the scene in Wanshui Palace, plus the emperor imprisoned Princess Chen in Xiao Linyuan.

In fact, it was Emperor Xuanwu who secretly released the news, the purpose of which was to put pressure on Jingrong.

Mu Zhaolin was also summoned into the Hanyuan Hall that night, and the two of them talked all night in the Hanyuan Palace. Mu Zhaolin thought that he would definitely die, but Emperor Xuanwu was unusually unconventional and did not investigate him deeply.

Emperor Xuanwu has his thoughts, and after going through so many things, he already wants Jingyu to inherit the throne. Mu Zhaolin has been up and down in the imperial court for many years, and his power is half of the government and the opposition, and he is Jingyu's biggest backing.

Although Emperor Xuanwu let Mu Zhaolin go at this time, the killing intent towards him in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Mu Zhaolin can't stay, but he can't kill him until Jingyu grows stronger.