In the evening, the snow particles turn into fluttering snowflakes, and the dark night envelops the capital.

In the end, it was the first snow, and it seemed that the ground was covered with a thick layer, and it was not solid, and the hurried footsteps came and immediately lifted a sheet, and the people who fell to the ground around became clearer.

Gao Xiaoliu looked at these people, and several guys had already stepped forward to sniff.

「***。」 They said.

These are all guarded around the deep house, but they are so silently fascinated, and they are covered with a layer of snow, which can be seen......

[In view of the general environment,

Gao Xiaoliu kicked open the door of the house, and the dim lights in the room jumped violently because of the strong wind, and the light and shadow in the room were messy, but there was no one.

"Childe, it's still there in the evening." One of the fellows hurriedly said, "The old man is still lying in bed and sleeping, and when he wakes up, he asks for a bowl of soup to eat."

They were really staring at it all the time, but, as if it was just the blink of an eye, the people who were guarding outside with the flying snowflakes suddenly fell to the ground and fell asleep, and the people in the room disappeared without a trace as if they had burrowed into the ground.

"It's not necessarily my dad who sleeps in the bed." Gao Xiaoliu said, looking at the flying snowflakes and laughing at himself, "I'm really useless."

It's useless to say that it's not decadent, and look at the guys.

"Is there any movement among the people of the five horses?"

A guy shook his head: "The five horses are building the queen's palace, and they haven't returned to Beijing these days."

Gao Xiaoliu looked at the flying snowflakes, and always felt that he had ignored someone, and the scene of the five horses coming to the fairy tower flashed in his mind one by one.

「..... Yesterday, only the Queen's family was out of Beijing...."The man's voice echoed in his ears.

Gao Xiaoliu raised his foot and stomped: "Uncle Li! Chase!"

With this chase, the person flew away.

.......

.......

Snow flew in Dali Temple, and in just a few steps, Liu Yan's cloak and head were covered with snowflakes.

The cell changed from the gloom of the past, the lights were bright, and the guards were sensen, and Zhang Yuan and Wei Du, who were standing at the door of the cell, came to see it.

"Zhang Yuan, the emperor's guards are used in this cell." Liu Yan said, "You still don't have to worry about going to rest?"

Although he had simply washed up, Zhang Yuan, who had survived all the way, was still like a wild man, and his eyes were red.

Commander Wei Du yawned.

"I'm advising you to rest for the night, and tomorrow I'll be in the court for interrogation, and think about what Your Majesty will say." He said, and quipped, "Aren't you nervous about this first time facing the saint?"

Zhang Yuan said: "I am upright, worthy of heaven and earth, what is there to be nervous about seeing Your Majesty."

Commander Wei Du shook his head: "You."

This Zhang Yuan still didn't know that he had offended the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, even if the emperor interrogated him, even if he had merit in capturing Motu, he would not get any reward, and this matter was over, and his future would be over.

The thought flashed, and Zhang Yuan looked at Liu Yan and asked, "Lord Liu is not resting at this time, what are you doing here?"

Liu Yan looked inside: "I'll look at this suspect."

Zhang Yuan stood still: "It's inconvenient now, and it's not too late to see you tomorrow."

The envoy of Wei Du smiled beside him: "Lord Liu, there are already four or five adults who have been blown away by him like this."

When Lu Yizhi died, the dead man would not stop him, everyone could see it, but the dead man could not speak, and he could not see anything when he saw it.

Miss Xiahou had already picked it up, but Xiahou's house was closed, saying that she would only be there to tell the details when His Majesty summoned her.

And the most critical ink disciple Qixing was imprisoned in the prison, of course, he couldn't help but come and ask to take a look, but he didn't expect Zhang Yuan to still guard the door like a god, and no one was allowed to approach.

"I'm the chief judge, can't I?" Liu Yan looked at Zhang Yuan and asked.

Zhang Yuan said: "Lord Zhang, I'm doing this for your good, this woman is very dangerous, don't see her alone, wait until the court is over."

Commander Wei Du laughed again: "Yes, he said so all the way, as far as he is not afraid, he is the most powerful, only he can protect this woman."

They have seen Lu Yizhi's wounds, and it is very scary to kill with a knife, but it is not a big deal.

At that time, the woman didn't resist, she was really so powerful, how could she be caught.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden scream from the cell, short and high-pitched.

"Someone—"

The sudden shouts from the cell in the middle of the night, Commander Wei Du couldn't help but shiver, there was already a strong wind around him, Zhang Yuan and Liu Yan rushed inward at the same time.

This is a deliberately emptied five prison cells for only one person, in the Dali Temple, guarded by guards, and there are also male and female jailers in shifts to keep watch.

You must know that the prison cell of Dali Temple was borrowed by the Metropolitan Inspectorate, which can be seen to be strict.

Locked in, it is really impregnable, and it is impossible to escape with wings.

But when Zhang Yuan rushed in, he saw the four jailers guarding the cell standing outside the cell with pale faces, and the original prisoners inside were gone, only a pile of iron chains was scattered on the ground.

The jailers were looking at a narrow ventilation window above, and at this moment, a man in white prison clothes was like a sword, and the fast, sharp, narrow ventilation window was cut in an instant........

He knew that the chains could not lock her, and he had seen her come and go freely in the tight house, but ......

"You promised!" Zhang Yuan roared, "You said that you only need to see the emperor!"

She won't run away.

And she was put on trial.

Now that the emperor is in charge, why should she escape!

It was just an instant, the white figure disappeared from sight, and a female voice fell, "Yes, I said it."

I've said it, but it's just talking?

"Not good."

Standing beside Zhang Yuan, Liu Yan, who was watching this scene, turned around and ran.

The commander of Wei Du has already led his men and horses to block bows and crossbows in the periphery, and the prison of Dali Temple is like a violent wind, and there are shouts, swords, swords, and fires everywhere.

Liu Yan didn't look back and rushed past the running guards, rushing into the snow and fog of the night.

Oops, noos.

Huo Lian is gone!

.......

.......

"Your Majesty, it's okay if you can't sleep, I'll accompany you to enjoy the snow."

In the imperial study, the warmth was strong, Zhu Chuan said loudly, pointing out the half-open window.

Under the reflection of the palace lights, the snow is falling, and the red walls and yellow tiles are particularly beautiful.

The emperor sat down in front of the book, closed his eyes, and said, "You are really leisurely and elegant."

Today in the imperial study was frightened by the ink disciples, it stands to reason that he should go back to the harem to rest, but thinking that Uncle Li Guo has colluded with the ink disciples, although this ink disciple is very humble, but the emperor is also taboo and does not want to go back to the harem where the queen lives.

Wait for the Metropolitan Inspector to thoroughly inspect the harem.

Staying in the imperial study tonight, Zhu Chuan took the guards of the Imperial Inspectorate, and sent more guards on duty, so that the emperor could feel a little at ease, but he was afraid that it would still be difficult to sleep.

When I can't sleep, I can only keep thinking about what happened during the day.

Uncle Li personally led someone to escort the Gao Mo disciple to open the secret vault.

Although the specific location was not revealed, the ink disciple said that this secret vault was not in Jindi, and it was not far from the capital.

Hateful! The emperor couldn't help but slap the table, back then, the ink disciples had already repaired the secret vault to the vicinity of the capital, which showed the thief heart of the king of Jin!

However, I don't know how many treasures are hidden in this secret vault, and the emperor rubs the table.

I thought that it was no wonder that the queen was so generous in this paragraph, and thought that it was really the Li family's money, but now it seems that it was clearly given by the ink disciples.

The emperor sneered, the Li family took the money from the ink disciples, and it was not all of it that was taken out to honor him.

"Your Majesty, would you like to eat something?" Zhu Chuan asked on the side.

The Emperor looked up at him, "You're going to serve people, aren't you?" That old ink disciple knocked you away with a flick of his sleeve?"

Zhu Chuan

"I was originally a slave." After that, he defended, "Your Majesty, I underestimated the enemy at that time! Next time, I'll kill him on the spot!"

The Emperor snorted, "Are you still looking forward to the next time?"

Zhu Chuan was also busy: "No next time, no next time."

The emperor sighed, too lazy to talk to him again, glanced at him, and asked, "Momen's giant order has always been in the capital judge, Huo Lian doesn't know?" You're still swaggering on your back."

Zhu Chuan shouted injustice: "At the beginning, a lot of weapons were seized, and they were thrown in the armory room, and the governor didn't use a sword, and never paid attention to it, but His Majesty promoted me, I wanted to increase my momentum, and I went to the armory room to select, and I saw that this sword was relatively long, so I carried it."

After that, he said.

"If Your Majesty doesn't believe me, copy all of our judges."

The Emperor hummed, "When I'm done with this, I'll clean you up!"

Zhu Chuan nodded yes again and again, and said, "Your Majesty, I just saw that tonight's supper is duck ginger soup, which is most suitable for snowy nights, Your Majesty should use a bowl."

The emperor stretched out his hand and pressed his brows, forget it, the rice still has to be eaten, hmm.

The waiters were busy getting it, and they came back after a while, accompanied by pushing the door, and the cold wind of the snowy night also poured in, and the waiter holding the food box couldn't help but shiver, and his heart was so cold, and it was not so cold when he walked outside, and the thought just flashed, and the figure around him flashed, almost rubbing him into the hall.

Zhu Chuan was standing in front of the table, and when he saw it, his body was cold, and he pulled out his waist knife and stepped forward.

"There's an Assassin—"

Before the shout began, the figure had already arrived in front of him, and did not shy away from his knife, and slammed straight into it.

With a bang, Zhu Chuanren fell backwards and hit the book eucalyptus, the music shook and fell, and the knife was still in his hand, but only half of it was left.

All this happened in the electric light, and the waiter holding the food box was still carrying one foot and stepping over the threshold, and as the foot fell, the word "Your Majesty" that was originally on his lips lengthened his voice and turned into a "Ah-"

The guards outside the door, the guards of the Metropolitan Inspectorate, rushed and knocked the one-footed chamberlain to the ground.

But this time the emperor was not protected by the guards, and the guards who rushed in stopped and looked ahead with shocked and nervous expressions.

The emperor stood behind the table, and beside him stood a palace maid, holding a half-cut knife against the emperor's neck.

The emperor still held the music in his hand, opened his mouth slightly, and the voice he was about to shout was cut off by the cold knife.

The palace maid stood beside him, and could see her fair skin, and her eyes under the palace lamp were like two stars.

Zhu Chuan, who was in front of the table, stood up with a half-cut knife in his hand, and stared at the woman with red eyes: "Luo Qixing! You are bold!"

Luo, Seven Stars? The name echoed in the emperor's ears, as if, somewhere had he heard it.

"I don't have the surname Luo, just call me Seven Stars."

The female voice in her ear said.

Zhu Chuan's teeth creaked: "You, this is the palace, don't think you can-"

Come and go as freely as you did in the Metropolitan Judge.

He blurted out the words and almost shouted them, but fortunately stopped in time.

Qixing looked at him and said, "I know this is the Imperial Palace, I came in last time, but unfortunately I was blocked by Huo Lian."

After that, he looked at the emperor again and smiled slightly.

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