He Shenzhu broke away from his hand.

For her, Yuan Chengbi only needs to obediently follow the road she paved, although he has a strange temperament, but a heart is kind in the end, he can be a good emperor.

If he deviates from his original path, then he will become a burden to her.

She glanced at the sky and said, "Your Highness should go back."

Yuan Chengbi was a little annoyed.

He glanced at He Shenzhu unwillingly, and then left unhappily.

Dark clouds overwhelmed the realm like a mountain, and Luoyang City became darker and darker in the evening.

A trace of cold rain was blown into the corridor by the wind and fell on the back of He Shenzhu's hand.

She looked up at the sky, and the rain had finally arrived.

"It's raining!"

On the street of copper camels, He Yao was holding a big mutton skewer and eating happily, and suddenly noticed a cold on his face.

She looked up, and the rain fell densely, wetting the girl's sideburns.

The surrounding shops have lit up their lamps in advance, and there is no end in sight as they meander forward.

He Yao was about to run in the direction of home, when the overwhelming sound of horses' hooves was heard in the distance, and the earth shook like a mountain to destroy the city.

He Yao subconsciously looked back-

A sharp feathered arrow whistled through the air and shot at Tonghuo Street with lightning speed!

The shouting of killing shook the sky!

The barbarian soldiers from the north actually broke through the city gate defense and swaggered into the city!

They wore braided skins, wielded scimitars, spears, and whips, and their fleshy faces filled with the excitement and bloodlust of the hunt, as if the women, treasures, and grain and grass of the whole city would be captured by them.

No one expected them to come so quickly!

Screams rang out in the streets, and the people fled into their houses in panic, locking their doors and windows to try to fend off the hunters.

Only He Yao was left on the street.

The feathered arrow happened to pass through her kebab.

She bowed her head.

Such fat, so fragrant mutton skewers, she only ate two bites before she was shot to the ground.

He Yao blinked his apricot eyes: "My mutton skewers ......"

In the next moment, she suddenly pulled out the red tassel gun she was carrying, jumped up with agility, and fiercely met the attacking bandits: "You did a good thing!!"

The city of Luoyang is broken.

The general defending the city was summoned into the palace by Zhang Tailiu, and the north side was negligent in defense, so the barbarians were given an opportunity.

At this moment, the corpses of the North City Tower were all over the ground, and a small soldier got up from a pool of blood while panting, struggling to light the beacon fire.

The sky is dark, the city is full of wind and rain, and the mountains and rivers are reckless.

Since Luoyang, one after another beacon towers have been lit one after another, like a dragon that has opened its giant eyes in the dark night, roaring towards the Central Plains, and quickly bringing the news of the barbarian invasion to the princes and vassal kings everywhere.

Outside Langya County.

Yuan Yu gathered his troops and horses, and originally planned to enter Beijing in three days, but suddenly saw the smoke rising everywhere, and immediately realized the danger.

No longer stopping, with the beat of the drum, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses rushed to Luoyang.

Yuan Yu carried a knife and rode the horse, and the red tassel tied under the silver helmet turned into a wisp of wild wind in the night.

When the white horse jumped over a heavy mountain and a heavy water, the young man shouldered the burden of the family and the country, and was no longer a thief who enjoyed the flowers and the moon in the old days.

As the sky waned, the rain finally stopped.

The city was broken.

The bustling capital city was reduced to ruins overnight.

The city of peonies was buried under corpses and bricks, the fire burned the endless pavilions, the eternally swirling orchids in the wine shop turned into a pool of blood that was more red than the red Luo skirt, the once most lively theater brothels were empty, the charred pipa was half hidden in the ruins, the strings had long been broken, and a scorched slender bone hand was still tightly clasped to the piano.

The city gate was shattered, the temple collapsed, and even the golden Buddha statue overlooking all living beings

and was also scraped off its golden coat.

A oriole bird made its way through the eerie dim dawn and landed at the end of the long alley, making a crisp chirp.

On the side of the street, He Yao was covered in blood and unkempt, sitting on his knees in front of the door panel and panting.

Behind the door panel was a group of little ladies and children, so frightened that they did not even dare to cry, for fear of attracting marauders.

After resting enough, He Yao tore off a strip of cloth and slowly pulled up her messy hair.

Although her red tassel spear was broken, she killed hundreds of barbarians, and it was not a loss at all.

It's a pity that people are weak and can't save more people.

She picked up half of the red tassel spear and looked hesitantly in the direction of the palace.

At this time, the barbarian army had probably entered the palace.

She rubbed her eyes wearily.

I don't know how Sister is doing now......

Palace.

Everywhere there was killing, burning, and plundering.

The wealth of the Central Plains has fascinated people's eyes, even if it is a bronze bell hanging in the corner of the eaves, they have to find a way to pick it off and take it away.

The palace people fled in all directions with their burdens, or some were unlucky, and they did not run far before they were buried under the enemy's scimitar.

The breeze is chilly.

In the high pavilion of the carved and painted palace, a palace maid fell to the ground crying and cried: "Those people are about to kill the harem, Niangniang, let's leave quickly?!"

Zhang Tailiu turned a blind eye.

She picked out a luxurious pomegranate dress from the cage and changed into it, and sat down at the makeup mirror table to dress up.

Seeing that she really couldn't persuade her, the palace maid had to be ruthless and ran away by herself.

Zhang Tailiu slowly picked up a piece of rouge paper, and sipped it lightly, a little vermilion made her face even more beautiful.

She is the most beautiful woman of the dynasty.

Even as she gets older, her beauty is still proud.

She stood up with satisfaction and looked at the man sitting in the corner with a smile: "You see, if you hadn't sent me to the palace at the beginning, you wouldn't have ruined the country today. Gu Liulang, have you ever regretted it?"

Gu Zhun looked at her.

The woman in front of her is strange and familiar, cute and hateful.

But today's everything is the cause and effect of his own hands.

Whether in this life or in the Hereafter, everyone in the world has reason and qualification to hate Zhang Tailiu, but he doesn't.

He replied in a deep voice, "I regret it day and night."

Not only because the mountains and rivers are broken, but also because of his heart.

got a satisfactory answer, Zhang Tailiu raised his willow eyebrows.

Somehow, she wasn't happy.

She looked out of the carved window, those palace people who fled for their lives were being hunted down, and on the ninety-nine white marble steps, pools of blood were like peony flowers blooming to the top.

In the past, when she saw people dying, she only felt miserable and happy, but today she looks at it......

She tilted her head in confusion, her expression showing cruel innocence: "It's not beautiful at all."

After a pause, she lowered her head and sprinkled the pre-prepared oil on the ground.

Gu Zhun watched her pick up the candle that hadn't burned out yet: "Ah Liu......"

"I can't live anymore, and the world won't let me live." Zhang Tailiu looked at him, "What about you, are you going or staying?"

She bent her Danfeng eyes and smiled, laughing and laughing, and two lines of tears rolled down the snow cheeks abruptly.

She had nothing left.

In fact, since the day she entered the palace in the sixteenth year, she has been alone and has no worries.

Gu Zhun was silent.

So Zhang Tailiu let go.

As the candle fell to the ground, the scarlet flame instantly ignited, and gradually wrapped the entire palace building along the heavy veil.

"Gu Lang, I'm in so much pain......

The woman's murmur was the same as when she was young, under the pomegranate blossom tree.

A large palm firmly took her hand and took her into his arms....

Gu Zhun hugged her tightly.

She made such a big mistake, even ***, courtier

will not let her go, and Qingshi will not let her go.

And he is a sinner through the ages.

They deserve to die.