readx;? Chapter 139: Soldiers encircling the Wind Garden

Author: Skyrim Drive

He Yue had never been so furious, his court, his subordinates, and even his cronies and guards all united against him and gave him such a fierce blow! Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhuang manager said well, the more he spoils the wind dye, the more he pushes the wind dye to death, it is better to let the wind dye die!

It has only been a few days since Mr. Zhuang persuaded him, and now it seems that it is really better to let the wind get sick and die!

It's just that why did Chief Manager Zhuang choose to persuade him when he was critically ill, could it be that Chief Manager Zhuang participated in the action of Qingjun's side early in the morning?

His most trusted adviser also calculated him in this way! He also so solemnly entrusted the wind dye to the head of the village, and asked the head of the village to be the person of the wind dye! Where did he have any ability to know people? He just wanted to leave everything behind and hold the cold and indifferent person in his arms! He Yue's eyes were red, and he felt that his eyes were all red, and his teeth were gritted so loudly that he shouted angrily: "If the son of the wind dye has three longs and two shorts today, I want you to be buried together! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" Even if the wind dyes dead, he wants to hug him again and see him one last time. This man, whether he lives or dies, he will remember him in his heart. He is an emperor, with a heart for the world and a heart for the world, but his selfishness is very small, and only one person broke in when he was caught off guard, and he has lived since then.

All the ministers did not move at all, and they all knelt down and bowed: "The ministers beg Your Majesty, the pro-gentleman, the traitor, and the country's society is the most important! The ministers are willing to smear your Majesty's liver and brain, and die!"

He Yue really longed to have a knife in his hand, and he slaughtered these courtiers on the spot, and saw if they dared to be hard-mouthed, what to say, and then die? Unfortunately, he wore imperial clothes to the court, how could he wear a murder weapon? At this time, he was trapped in the court with his bare hands, and he was helpless, so angry that he wanted to jump to his feet!

Wanting to howl, wanting to scream, wanting to hit someone, wanting to jump on his feet, this is the instinctive reaction of the human body when he is extremely angry, He Yue fidgeted in the court, and kept spinning in circles. Obviously, these courtiers trapped him in the court, one to prevent him from rescuing, and the other was waiting to accept the results of the Qing monarch's side! And from the time of Mao to the future, no one came to report the results of the Qing monarch's side, could it be that the Qing monarch's side did not move well? But they only killed a sick and sick person, why did they not achieve results in four hours? If Feng Ran had already been killed, the ministers would not have taken such drastic measures to block the door and prevent him from going to the rescue!

Such a guess rekindled a faint hope in He Yue's heart, perhaps, his dyer was struggling to support, waiting for his rescue! This undying thought flashed, He Yue didn't think much about it, instinctively worked hard under his feet, and naturally used light skills, wanting to leap out of the heads of the ministers!

It's a pity that He Yue's light skills, like all the martial arts he practiced, are extremely commonplace, plus he has self-transformed his internal force, although the internal force practiced later is more pure, but it is extremely meager, although this leap is full of strength, it is only a little higher, a little farther. Fortunately, the ministers were kneeling, and the height barely jumped on the heads of the ministers, but the length of the leap could not reach the distance from the heads of the ministers, "oops", and fell directly on the heads of the ministers, blocking the door and the wall, and then the monarchs and ministers "ouch" sounded, and the ministers who were smashed were dizzy, and the ministers next to them were busy supporting He Yue and the ministers who were pressed, and the wall blocking the door finally leaked cracks. He Yue didn't know that the god was coming, she was helped up by the minister, and as soon as she stood firm, she immediately pulled and threw the minister who was blocking her, threw it behind her, and then pulled it and threw it away, and finally pulled the wall apart after a few clicks, and wanted to escape from the door. The ministers hurriedly grabbed He Yue's imperial clothes and cried: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty begs the country's society!"

He Yue shouted angrily: "Let go! Pull and pull, what kind of system will it become? I like a person, what do I have to do with the Jiangshan Society? Hugh uses this to suppress me!" He Yue is the emperor in the end, and his momentum is impressive, and the hearts of the ministers have long been shocked by He Yue, who had relied on the large number of people and supported themselves, but at this time, only two or three people grabbed He Yue's clothes, and he was angry and drank angrily, so he quickly let go. He Yue turned around and strode towards the outside of the palace, shouting as she spoke, "Escort, prepare the horse, go to the Wind Garden!"

The emperor needs to use light skills to jump out of the heads of the ministers and escape from his court! This is a unique time in the history of the Fengmeng Continent, and it can be called a spectacle.

He Yue got up and went up, Feng Ran as usual, didn't care about He Yue's changing clothes and washing, just closed his eyes and continued to sleep. After so long, he is still not used to sharing a bed with He Yue, perhaps, he still refuses to share a bed with He Yue from the bottom of his heart. On the night when he slept with He Yue, it was difficult for Feng Ran to fall asleep, just closed his eyes and waited for the dawn, at most he would sleep lightly for a while while waiting. He Yue's embrace is actually the same as Zheng Xiunian and Lu Feiqing's arms, it is warm, and he can keep his body warm all night. However, Feng Ran was willing to simmer two hot pots and sleep alone, and was woken up by the cold the next morning. Only when He Yue got up and went to the court, Feng Ran could sleep well for a while.

After He Yue put on her clothes, she sat in the dormitory until Xiaoyuan sent the newly fried decoction, and then He Yue picked up Feng Ran with the brocade quilt and handed the medicine bowl to Feng Ran's lips. Feng Ran half-opened his eyes, lowered his head and looked at He Yue's hand, and drank all the medicine. After drinking the medicine, He Yue took water again to serve Feng Ran and rinsed her mouth, before putting Feng Ran back on the bed and falling asleep. During the wax moon, it was the time when the weather was cold and the ground was freezing, although there was a dragon brazier in the dormitory, and Feng Ran was sick, He Yue still carefully folded the corners of the quilt for Feng Ran, and said: "At noon, if I don't come back, you have to drink the medicine yourself, don't pour it out, do you know? When will you sweat, this disease will be cured." He calculated that after retiring from the court, he should go back to the palace to apologize to the queen, and it was his fault to snub the queen. Then look at his concubines and the two queen mothers, it is estimated that they will not be able to come back until the evening.

Feng Ran just let out a soft "um", and didn't even bother to open his eyes.

He Yuewu was not at ease, and told Xiaoyuan and the imperial doctor to watch Feng Ran drink the medicine. I didn't realize how shocking my actions were, in the eyes of the imperial doctors! However, after five or six days of onlookers, the imperial doctors' ability to bear had been greatly improved, and after witnessing the night when Feng Zhi was critically ill, He Yue wiped his body and wiped his body for Feng Zhan, and pry his mouth and poured medicine, and other actions, he felt that actions such as feeding medicine and tucking the quilt were only trivial.

The imperial doctor was accustomed to seeing birth, old age, sickness and death, but he also had to admit that if it were not for a sincere feeling, what master in the world would have done this for a male favorite? Not to mention the emperor? However, such feelings would definitely not be tolerated in heaven and earth!

Waiting for He Yue to leave, Feng Ran fell asleep with peace of mind, these days, the pain of the patient and the loss of his soul, tortured him full of exhaustion and weakness, just drank a small amount of soothing medicine, and finally made Feng Ran temporarily put down his mind and fell asleep.

In his sleep, he suddenly felt a shaking of the mountains, and before he could open his eyes, he felt someone pick him up and shout in a hurry: "Young master, young master, wake up quickly! Someone wants to kill you, and the chief manager told me to take you to hide quickly!"

Feng Ran was still unconscious, but just asked, "Who want to kill me?" and asked, "Mr. Zhuang told you to take me into hiding?"

"It's the military master in the barracks, who said that he has surrounded the Wind Garden, and is asking the chief manager to hand over the person in the front hall and the front hall! ”

"You want to kill me? Why?" Barracks? There are only two barracks inside and outside Chenghua City, the Iron Feather Army and the Gyeonggi Garrison, the Gyeonggi Defenders are stationed in the suburbs outside the city, defending Chenghua City, and the Iron Feather Army is stationed in the city, fully responsible for the defense of the capital. Usually he doesn't go out of the door, and his majesty is strict, how can he provoke the people in these two barracks?

"I don't know. Xiaoyuan only cared about dressing Feng Ran, and rinsed his mouth and washed his face indiscriminately.

Feng Ran asked again how many troops came, who led the team, what was the intention, and so on, Xiao Yuan didn't know anything, but he knew that the chief manager told him to take the young master to hide in the dungeon: "Young master, let's hide in the dungeon, where it is, they wouldn't have thought that the young master would hide in the dungeon." ”

Hiding in the dungeon? Do you want people to catch turtles in the urn? If someone wants to kill him, how can he not find himself? Only a simple-minded person like Xiaoyuan would think that he can hide. Feng Ran didn't bother to say anything to Xiao Yuanduo, so he only ordered: "You secretly tell Mr. Zhuang and ask him to stabilize the military master, and then come to see me." ”

Xiao Yuan was anxious, and said, "The chief manager has already ordered, tell me to take the young master to hide!"

Feng Ran drank coldly: "Go quickly!" Xiao Yuan was already respectful, loving, afraid and pitiful to Feng Ran, and when he was drunk by Feng Ran, he was already frightened, and quickly turned around and went to the front hall to spread the word.

Feng Ran instructed the bowl again: "You two, go separately to know the major leaders, and come to the dormitory to see me immediately." ”

When the little guy agreed to leave, Feng Ran stood up and changed his clothes again. After returning to the Wind Garden from Loquat Valley, He Yue did not force Feng Ran to wear only his old clothes. It's just that everyone still tacitly understands that Feng Ran still wears He Yue's old clothes, Feng Ran doesn't say anything, takes off the handsome robe that he has only worn for a few days, spreads wide clothes, and re-wears the old makeup.

If he is really going to die today, Feng Ran wants to wear his own clothes and die with dignity. This set of boy's robes is made by Fengyuan's own wardrobe, and it is still dressed in white, with apricot yellow silk trim. Because it is a harsh winter season, he lined the clothes with big hair to keep warm, and did not tie the belt, so that this boy's robe looked like a big one, which was extraordinarily graceful and luxurious, and also extraordinarily quiet and elegant.

There was no hairpin, so Feng Ran tied his hair back with his usual dark flower scarf, and took a self-portrait in the mirror, vaguely as if it was still the same as a year ago.

Soon after the turn of the year, Feng Dye should be twenty years old. It's just that today is his death, and he will never live to be twenty years old.

It's okay to die when you're young and look like a flower.