On the night before parting, the emperor did not return to the palace.

said that he was going to send Luo Changfeng away, the emperor was more active than anyone else, and most people who didn't know thought that the emperor couldn't wait to send Luo Changfeng away.

The Emperor stood at the gate, looking from afar until he could no longer see the last shadow before retracting his gaze and exhaling heavily.

"Your Majesty. Xiang Chuan shouted in a low voice, "It's not early, why don't you go back?"

The emperor stood for several hours, not to mention that he didn't close his eyes all night last night, Xiang Chuan was afraid that his body would not be able to stand up, so he couldn't help but remind him.

"I can't sleep, I'm so happy. There was still a faint smile on the corner of the emperor's mouth, "After so many years, I finally got my wish and waited for her response." ”

So many years?

Xiang Chuan's reaction to the emperor was a little staggering, it was only two years since he was full, how hard did the emperor wait to feel that so many years had passed?

It's nothing more than a year.

The emperor knew what he was thinking as soon as he saw Xiang Chuan's reaction, but it didn't matter.

It doesn't matter if everyone doesn't understand him, as long as she knows his mind, he's satisfied.

"Let's go. The already faint smile on the corner of the emperor's lips completely disappeared, and he brushed the corner of his clothes, turned and walked back.

Xiang Chuan didn't react at first, and looked at the emperor's back in a daze.

It was only at this time that he suddenly discovered that the emperor seemed to have cleared up a lot, and it was clear that there was a big sun above his head, but he was full of a kind of cold loneliness on a moonlit night.

But in the end, the figure and bearing are there, no matter how thin he is, he is also an extraordinary person.

Xiang Chuan felt a sense of pride in his heart, but after a while, a kind of distress quietly popped up.

The emperor has passed the age of his reign, but time seems to be particularly favorable, and the traces of time have hardly stained his face.

On the contrary, Xiang Chuanda is more than ten years old at most, but he can hardly hide his old age. He belonged to watching the emperor grow up, marry a wife and have children, and ascend to the throne, and now, he is deeply suffering from lovesickness.

Not to mention the twists and turns, but every step the emperor took was not as easy as others thought.

But Xiang Chuan thought about it, how many things are easy in this world?

He was inevitably stunned for a long time when he thought about it, and the emperor turned his face slightly sideways, and asked with his eyes: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, the minion was stunned. Xiang Chuan hurriedly followed, "Where is the emperor going?"

The emperor narrowed his eyes, "Secretly visit the Prime Minister's Mansion." ”

If you want to say that the General's Mansion will not do anything during this period of time, the emperor does not believe it.

And I don't know a lot of things if I don't check them, but once I spent my time in the Prime Minister's Mansion, I actually found something amazing.

The prime minister actually had someone secretly contacting the people who declared the country.

This is a great crime of treason to punish the nine tribes.

The emperor sat in the Xuanshi Palace, with a few letters scattered on the table, his fingers slender twisted the corner of the envelope, his eyes drooped slightly, and his expression was dark and unpredictable.

A guard walked in at the door, knelt down with a knife, "Your Majesty, someone is here." ”

The Emperor raised his eyes, "Let him in." ”

It was the prime minister who came in, and there were doubts on his face, as if he was a little puzzled by the emperor's urgent summoning of him to the palace.

The emperor didn't plan to play Tai Chi with him, so he waved the letter directly in front of the prime minister.

said lightly: "What does the prime minister have to explain?"

The prime minister was shocked and frightened, and knelt on the ground with a thud, and in an instant, the whole person seemed to be ten years old, dying.

"The prime minister who collaborated with the enemy and treasonous me is really good. The emperor carefully looked at the prime minister's expression, and retracted his gaze for a while, "Do you confess?"

The prime minister knew that no matter how much he quibbled at this time, it was useless, so he simply gave up resisting, knelt on the ground, and cried: "The minister is guilty, and the crime deserves death, but please Your Majesty, for the sake of my Prime Minister's Mansion for so many years of no merit and hard work, let go of the other people in the Prime Minister's Mansion, they don't know anything, they are all innocent." ”

"You should know that the sin you have committed will be punished by the nine tribes. The implication is, spare other people? Don't think about it, it's impossible.

The prime minister did not relent, "Your Majesty, at least for the sake of Concubine Wen who has served you for so many years, let her go......"

Moon Hye-yeon is the daughter of the prime minister's deceased wife, the child born to his beloved woman who risked death, and he must keep her.

The emperor sneered, "Wen Huiyan, I'm afraid she's just like you, and she can't protect herself." ”

Seeing that the emperor made a gesture, someone immediately pressed Wen Huiyan, who had fainted, to come in from outside the door.

She also carried in her arms a wooden figure used to perform witchcraft, full of needles.

The prime minister looked fixedly, and the name Luo Changfeng was written on the villain.

His eyes were black, and he fainted.

At the end of the spring of the eighteenth year of Xuanming, the Prime Minister's Mansion was beheaded.

Wen Huiyan, the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the concubine of Gui, also could not escape death, and was deprived of the status of the imperial concubine before her death and demoted to a palace maid.

In the eighteenth year of Xuanming, the two countries of Qi and Xuan fought in the battle of the water, and the general of Qi Guozhen made many strange moves, and finally won a complete victory. In the same year, Xuanguo came to envoy and presented a letter of surrender.

In the winter of the eighteenth year of Xuanming, 100,000 troops triumphed.

The emperor went out of the palace to greet him and met the army in the apricot grove three miles away on the outskirts of the city.

At first glance, he saw Luo Changfeng, who was riding a big horse at the front of the army.

Luo Changfeng obviously saw the emperor as well, turned his head and said a few words to his father and brother, and then drove his horse to the emperor's side.

The emperor's heart was beating extremely fast, and the closer Luo Changfeng got to him, the faster he jumped.

He glanced at the army behind Luo Changfeng, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he led Luo Changfeng to the depths of the forest again.

Standing still, there seemed to be a spring breeze in the emperor's eyes, "Wind." ”

Luo Changfeng kept his head down, and he couldn't see the look on her face.

"Hmm. She replied in a low voice, and added, "Xuanguo has surrendered." ”

The emperor did not doubt him, "Yes, Xuanguo has surrendered, and I finally waited for you to come back." So, do you have the answer?"

Luo Changfeng was silent, she still lowered her head, and said after a long time: "Xuanguo surrenders, ask for peace." Her voice grew lower, "You know, the eldest princess of Xuanguo is in the carriage behind me. ”

The emperor's pupils shrank, and there was joy on the back, he thought that Luo Changfeng was jealous.

He hurriedly promised: "Feng'er, in the future, there will be no one else between you and me." ”

"Really?" The two words were read out by Luo Changfeng very slowly, which made the emperor feel an inexplicable fear and panic in his heart.

Before the question could be spoken, Luo Changfeng on the other side raised his head, two tears on his face ran down his cheeks, and his expression was the emperor's familiar despair and sadness.

The Emperor was stunned, and a huge vicissitudes and pain that transcended time and memory rushed over his face, and his eyes widened in disbelief as if he remembered something.

“...... The wind?"