Youyi slowly lowered his head, his eyes looked at the dilapidated flowers under his feet with gentle eyes, his eyes were thick and tender, and the curvature of his side face looked beautiful and sad.

Prosperous, no matter what kind of identity you are, what kind of appearance can't change you!

If you want revenge, I will accompany you to hell, maybe he really missed too much, he didn't know how affectionate she was, and he didn't know what she had done for himself.

When he thought of that day, he took the knife and said the most cruel words in his mouth, and he killed her with his own hands! His heart was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, and he could not extricate himself! He was really wrong, and now that he had won the world, he found that it was not what he wanted, and he took out a white vial from his arms, opened it, looked sad, and poured out the ashes in the bottle!

It was not an ordinary ash, but a prosperous ashes, which he had always carried close to him! The ashes were hers, made by him.

He thought that he had no love for Prosperity, only to use it, but at this moment his aching heart made him sober up, he should love Prosperity, otherwise he would not have left even the ashes of her death.

Now that she's back, the ashes are no longer of any value.

He threw ashes into the air.

He will make up for all this and start all over again, even if she doesn't love him now, and only has a strong hatred for him, but he doesn't want to let go!

He turned and walked in the direction of the palace, his expression indifferent, and an hour later, he sat in the imperial study and threw a bright yellow decree to the prince with a big stroke of his pen.

"Go! Fengqi Palace rice paper! Give me to go immediately!" Youyi's face was blue and black, and his voice was so cold that he could freeze to death.

"Yes, the minion is going!" It's the first time that the prince has seen the emperor's face so pale, and the whole person seems to have lost all his strength, could it be that something happened?

"Get out!" The prince knelt on the ground, never raised his head for half a minute, and only replied in a deep voice: "Minion, get out!" He didn't dare to ask more, for fear that the emperor would cut off his head in anger.

After the prince left, Youyi picked up the sword hanging from the imperial study.

In the midst of walking like a gust of wind, he quickly came to the open space in front of Zichen Palace, only to see a cold sword light pass by, and the sound of Huo Huo's sword blade slashing sounded around him. Youyi's martial arts are extraordinary, and it can be seen at this time that his skills are still very fast.

But a moment later, the figure danced with the sword light, exactly as the poem said: Qiyi shoots nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons.

It is like thunder to collect anger, and it is like the blue light of the river and the sea.

All around, the wind rose, the sword fell, and there was a mourning!

Under the eaves, the birds were silent, and the iron horse at the eaves outside the hall was faintly heard, and the wind blew the two cold sounds of the bell.

That voice, in the silence of the night, sounded unprovoked and sour.

The princess took the holy decree and read it word by word: "The mother of the queen Fan's family indulged her son and nephew to rob the people's daughters on the street, and was imprisoned and beheaded, and the queen was in charge of the harem It is not good, so from now on, she will strip her phoenix seal and live in Qingyun Palace!"

The wrath of the Son of Heaven, millions of corpses, rivers of blood!

The prince knows that I am afraid that the emperor is tired of the queen mother, Qingyun Hall is tantamount to a cold palace, and the absence of the phoenix seal means that she has fallen out of favor and has no possibility of turning over.

I saw a woman with a beautiful face kneeling on the ground, a large peony emerald green smoke veil Bixia Luo, a pink narcissus scattered flower green leaf skirt mopping the floor, and a thin gold silk smoke green veil.

The low-hanging sideburns are obliquely inserted and inlaid with pearls and jasper, and the flowers and moon look out of the water hibiscus.

It's none other than the queen's mother, who is shallow!

She never thought that what she was waiting for was a holy decree, snatching her phoenix seal and staying in the cold palace! How could this be, is it wrong, Youyi loves herself so much, how could she make such a will, she couldn't believe it, with tears in the corners of her eyes, she stretched out her hand to snatch the holy decree from the hand of the princess, looked over, anger and coldness flashed in her eyes, she shouted at the top of her throat: "Princess, what happened?"

The princess looked helpless, sighed and said: "The old slave doesn't know, the queen mother must not think too much!"

At this time, the prince just wanted to leave here quickly, looking at the emperor's cold and murderous expression just now, I was afraid that the queen had done something rebellious, otherwise just the murderous thing of his mother's nephew, how could he suddenly seize the throne, this matter must not be simple.

"Your Majesty, I want to see him! He won't do this to me, there must be something wrong!" Fanzi's shallow eyes widened, and the scene in her mind suddenly appeared that Youyi had promised her to love her for the rest of her life, and now a holy decree after the abolition of the queen made her heart suddenly grab, and even her breathing became nervous, and her face was full of tears.

The prince waved his hand and sighed: "Alas, the emperor ordered, I don't see that your old slave is still in trouble, and you have retired, take care of the phoenix body!"

Fan Ziqian felt that someone took scissors and cut them all the way from the mouth to the heart, all the way to the heart-rending pain! It hurts, but it is so real. The emperor actually treated her like this!

He actually ruthlessly abolished her posterior!

The body was about to fall down, and Lan Xun beside him saw that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly hugged him: "Niangniang......!

The palace people were shocked for a while, and hurriedly surrounded them in all directions.

Lan Xun held her shoulder and gently called her name, but saw that Fanzi's face was snow-white, his eyes were closed, and he didn't know what to do.

Lan Xun had no choice but to pinch the queen's mother, because she had already seen an extra layer of guards outside the door, presumably the emperor was really tired of the mother. After a long time, Fanzi woke up faintly, his eyes were cold, and he only stared at the figure of the prince walking away for a long time, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth and said: "He actually issued an order to abolish me! Abolish me! Hahaha!"

Fan Ziqian's eyes suddenly brightened, and he sneered, and his smile was very sad.

Lan Xun looked at Niangniang's face carefully, and hesitated to remind: "The Emperor Niangniang loves you so much, I think it will be fine in a few days......"

Seeing Niangniang's crazy look, the palace maids were so frightened that they didn't dare to speak, and stood in a corner of the palace trembling.

Fan Ziqian's voice was cold without the slightest color: "Youyi, it is really the emperor who is ruthless!" Lan Xun saw that Niangniang's face was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to help. I saw Fan Ziqian holding down his chest, waving his hand and saying to her: Go, make me a pot of hot tea.

Lan Xun agreed, turned around and walked out, and when he reached the threshold, he heard a sentence from behind him: "Also, send someone to find out where the emperor went today, what he said, and what he did!"

"Yes. Lan Xun respectfully retreated and dismissed everyone in the palace.

The copper bell under the eaves was blown by the wind, and the wind blew, faintly with the mellow fragrance of osmanthus. There was a candle in the study, and a palace snow gauze was placed outside. The light faded, and the moonlight under the window lost its brilliance.

Fan Ziqian sat in front of the pear blossom book case a little gloomily, and took out a new cloud paper from under the drawer of the desk manager, and pressed a few corners with a paperweight.

After concentrating for a moment, he calmed the air flow in his heart, and finally held the pen in his hand, but he couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a drop of ink fell on the snow-white rice paper, black and white, irretrievable.

I couldn't help but feel annoyed, reached out and put the pen back on the red sandalwood pen holder, and suddenly reached out and pulled the paper, and tore it to pieces with a few clicks. The palace maids were frightened and silent, but they saw that Fan Ziqian slowly lowered his hand, swept the shredded paper to the ground with his sleeves, but slowly unfolded another piece of paper, stained with ink, and wrote two big characters, as if it was the emperor's name!

Secluded!

The words are beautiful but the pen is extremely fast, which seems to imply the thousands of sorrows and entanglements in the hearts of the ink-wielding people.

Looking at Fanzi's shallow forehead, fine beads of sweat were already cold, and the light shone on her originally snow-white delicate and crystalline skin, coldly refracting a layer of crystal reflection.

There were many thoughts in my heart, seeing that the queen mother drank a few sips of tea, and sat down on the desk to meditate on the score, the palace maid did not dare to speak indiscriminately, but stood aside and waited.

After about half an hour, I saw that the queen finally stopped writing and closed her eyes for a break, and asked, "Do you want to rest?"