That direction is where the east gate of the Beijing division is located, and it is also the direction where the eastern suburbs camp is located.

Ling Chao's eyes were red, and he strode towards with a knife. "General Zhenguo came outside the city in person to take over the garrison in the eastern suburbs, and there is already chaos in the rebel formation!"

As soon as the words fell, the city thundered with joy.

It was really him back, earlier and faster than she expected!

The fire from far and near was loud, and the shouts of the high and low rang out, and I could faintly hear people running and shouting in the chaotic army: "Mu Feng robbed the Son of Heaven, burned the city and forced the palace-", "General Zhenguo returned to the division to quell the rebellion-"

"General Zhenguo is finally here!" Ling Chao laughed.

At three o'clock, the rebel generals defected and surrendered.

Suddenly, he saw a horse galloping over, and immediately the soldier turned over and got off the saddle and reported: "The rebel minister Mu Feng fought to the death and did not surrender, and led more than 100 soldiers to flee to the southern suburbs. ”

Mu Feng was under siege, but he was still able to fight out of the palace city and escape from the net of heaven and earth laid by Fang Qingzhuo.

The rebellion in the palace was established, and she stopped to look at the palace obscured by thick smoke, and ordered the car to drive back to the palace.

Luan drove back along the way he came, but saw that the rebels had passed through, killing countless people, blood spattered Dan Majesty, Yi weapons overturned, and the things of the Son of Heaven's honor guard imperial weapons were discarded. All the palaces were hunted and killed, and most of the corpses everywhere were young and beautiful palace maids and concubines...... The surviving palace people walked around to avoid hiding, and when they saw Leng Yue's car driving back to the palace, they immediately prostrated and shouted, kowtowing for help. Most of the rebels in the palace were wiped out, and the remaining remnants of the army all abandoned their armor and surrendered.

In the cold moon, she stepped up the jade steps, and the steps carved with dragons and phoenixes were stained with blood, staining her skirt. Leng Yue knew that he hadn't left, and he didn't plan to run for his life at all, fleeing was just a pretense to cover people's eyes, and when Fang Qingzhuo or her returned to the palace, he would die with them.

Slowly looking up, the morning sun was rising, and the light stinged her eyes. At the end of the jade steps, in the middle of the main hall, a ghostly figure appeared.

He held a three-foot long knife in his hand, abandoned his helmet, his hair was scattered, and the armor on his body was stained with blood, and he was reflected in the morning light with a faint flush, as if he was bathed in a layer of blood mist.

Ten steps away, his gaze met hers, like a dying beast.

Cold, cold, desperately cold.

Heat, fanaticism, madness.

Ten steps, the distance between life and death.

He suddenly slashed at her.

The long blade reflects the sunlight and shines brightly.

The wind broke through the air behind his ears, and the sound of bones breaking was clearly heard.

Everything, all reading a book [The net girl froze instantly.]

Mu Feng suddenly leaned back, staggered back two steps, and slammed his knife on the ground.

Three wolf's fangs pierced his body.

An arrow pierced his left chest, an arrow pierced his right knee, and an arrow pierced his right shoulder, where he held the sword.

The three arrows are fired together, the strength is the same, and the heavily armored war horse can also be knocked down through the bones - except for Fang Qingzhuo, there is no one else.

Mu Feng didn't kneel, still standing in front of him with a knife.

Blood poured out of the wounds on his body, large and small, and his face was almost transparent and pale.

He lifted his bloodstained face and looked at her as if she were the only one left in heaven and earth.

The sun shone on his face, he squinted slightly, smiled suddenly, and the long knife fell to the ground.

Slowly, he finally fell to his knees.

The blade of the long knife was held inward, not towards her.

His knife is not to kill, but to die.

He looked at her and smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and the hair on his forehead was tossed by the wind.

She leaned over to look at him, looking at him so intently for the first time, her gaze lingering over his brow.

"I will remember you and never forget you." She looked into his eyes, as if she had seen the naughty teenager of yesteryear again.

He looked at her stupidly, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no ferocity at all, only a clear and peaceful place. "Loyalty...... Dilemma......"

Fang Qingzhuo armor and sword, ran up the jade steps, stopped in front of Leng Yue, and stood tall to block the dazzling sunlight behind him, enveloping her under his figure. Against the sun, I couldn't see his face clearly, only a familiar and unfamiliar aura swept her overwhelmed...... The smell of dust, the smell of death, the smell of iron and blood.

Behind him, under the jade steps, there stood hundreds of officials of the Manchu Dynasty, and the soldiers and horses were all around with swords.

The great change was set, and Leng Yue quietly turned around and retreated to the inner hall. She's really tired. Yes, loyalty and righteousness are in a dilemma, so Mu Feng chose death, he could have escaped, but he didn't want to swing his knife at Leng Yue again, so he chose such an ending......

looked at the faces of the palace attendants, but they were in a trance, and they couldn't identify who was under these faces.

I haven't closed my eyes for a long time, and I just want to sleep at the moment...... In the haze, whose hand stroked her cheek, the familiar warmth of the palm made her cry in an instant.

Was she crying, as if she hadn't really cried in a long time.

In the dream, tears rained down, wet his face, wet his palms. I'd rather not wake up, and keep the dream warm for a while, but I heard a louder sound in the palace.

She woke up and was shocked to find that she was lying in the embroidered brocade quilt, the candle shadow was swaying, and it was midnight.

"Someone!" Leng Yue reluctantly got up, her limbs were sore and weak, and when she opened the curtains, she didn't see a maid.

She struggled to get to the ground, her feet unsteady, and she suddenly fell into the crook of a pair of powerful arms.

As soon as the candle of the dragon was lit, a little spark burst out of the lamp's heart.

The arms around her waist tightened suddenly, hugging her tightly around his chest, so tight that she couldn't breathe.

He didn't say a word, his throat rolling, and the chin against her forehead had grown stubble, sticking to her face with a slight tingle.

Leng Yue slowly looked up at him, his face was even thinner, and his eyebrows were as resolute as ever.

Is it the illusion of this dim candlelight, in one day, the heroic generation of generals in the hall is exhausted at this moment, the stubble is messy, and the wrinkles on the eyebrows are much deeper than before, showing the color of Cangsang.

"Month, I'm back." He looked at her in silence for a long time, and then said this sentence in a dumb voice.

"Well, it's good to be back." Leng Yue thought she would have a thousand words, but she only said these few words.

Fang Qingzhuo sighed lightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Leng Yue shook her head and said, "If you say it's hard, you work harder than me, tell me the truth, who is the mastermind?" Fengyue? Or the Empress Dowager. ”

Fang Qingzhuo let go of Leng Yue, looked at her and said, "Fengyue is Luochen's own uncle, he was born to the emperor and a folk woman, and he has been living outside the palace. This man is arrogant and has never looked down on a woman, because as long as he is a woman, he will flock to him when he sees him, but you are the only ......"

Leng Yue's head hurt even more, she sat down weakly, and said, "It's my face that is causing the trouble again, right?" Does he like me? I think he's trying to conquer me. What's going on in Dawanguo? Mu Feng is the Empress Dowager's person, why did he rebel? What is the relationship between Fengyue and the Queen Mother? ”

Fang Qingzhuo raised his head, stared at Leng Yue, and said after half a sound: "Feng Yue has nothing to do with the Empress Dowager, and Feng Yue doesn't have the ability to rebel. It is true that Mu Feng is the empress dowager, but he has another master. ”

"Oh...... Who is the mastermind in this matter? "Leng Yue is still very confused.

"Mastermind...... It's Zhao Rui. ”

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