The night is not deep, the moonlight is just clear, the purple palace in the Daming Palace, the high gate is closed, there is no light in the hall, the throne is naturally empty, between the dozens of huge pillars, only the silver-white moonlight shining in from the top of the temple door, as if the sword qi is in general, piercing on the dark brick surface.

This place was originally the place where the permanent staff was, the central hall of the Inner Dynasty, but since the Pei Zheng case, the Son of Heaven He Yan excused the "sadness" to cancel the Japanese Dynasty, and the senior officials headed by Wei Yuanping and Xie Raoping were very sympathetic, and the officials below were naturally not good at "reluctantly" the Son of Heaven to work too national affairs and ignore the dragon body, so that the main hall of the Inner Dynasty was empty, even if the Son of Heaven "edicted" several ministers, it was mostly in the imperial study behind the main hall.

But at this time, the palace gate was closed, and in this solemn main hall that should have been empty, behind the pillar on the east side, a toe suddenly appeared, and on a corner of the green robe, the flower embroidery pattern shone silver in the moonlight.

It was a young man in his early twenties, his face was still hidden in the gloom, vaguely, the bridge of his nose was straight, he pressed the sword at his waist with one hand, his back was close to the column, and his expression was extremely solemn.

This person is a person who prepares for Qianniu, the Son of Heaven is a close guard, and the most confidant of the many "legacies" left by Dezong to He Yan, Empress Dowager Wei has no right to clear it.

He is a descendant of the clan surnamed He, his single name is Yan, and he is one level higher than the Son of Heaven He Yan in terms of seniority, but his grandfather is no longer a knight, and when it comes to blood kinship, he is not even as close to the royal family as Yingyang Zhenren.

However, three generations of his father and ancestors have served as Qianniu reserves, although they are not involved in politics, but they are trusted by the heavenly family.

He appeared here at this time, of course, not to protect the Son of Heaven, let alone to plot wrong, in fact, this inner hall has become a "martial arts arena" approved by He Yan, as for the "martial artist", in addition to He Yan, there is only one other.

It is He Yan's current vigilant person.

The needle drop in the main hall could be heard, and the silence was so solemn that it made people shudder and explode, He Yan almost stopped breathing, but he still couldn't detect the slightest sound of the snooper hidden in the shadows, which undoubtedly made him more and more nervous, but in addition to being nervous, he couldn't help but wonder - could it be that he had slipped out of the main hall and was deliberately playing tricks on him? With that unpredictable temperament, it's not impossible.

With such suspicion, the toes moved out a little more.

At this time, He Yan suddenly heard a slight sound of tiptoeing in the quiet and secluded wilderness, he almost didn't think about it, and rushed to the place, at the same time, the royal knife was unsheathed, and the cold light was like a thorn that struck the place where the slight sound came from with lightning speed, however, he immediately felt the coldness all over the spine, and subconsciously, he stabbed back the knife, and sure enough, it was meeting the edge of the cold sword, and with a "bang" sound, the sword edge was biased, but the blade pierced the shadow.

He Yan didn't have time to think about what was going on with the slight sound that led him "out of the hole", he was engrossed in dealing with the only "sneak attacker", and he even saw the sneak attacker's confident smile through the moonlight, He Yan was suddenly depressed - it's not that simple!

The blade was merciless, pressing every inch.

However, the sneak attacker dodged He Yan's repeated attacks with unbelievable steps, and seemed to be at ease, but under He Yan's fierce attack, he was only able to dodge with ease, and had no ability to fight back.

Just when He Yan thought that the victory was in his hands, the sneak attacker flew up and jumped up, with the momentum of pedaling the pillar, like a meteor falling, and the human sword stabbed together, He Yan chuckled, accumulated strength, and the imperial knife in his hand shook the blade again, but the sneak attacker suddenly turned his wrist, borrowed He Yan to block the momentum, and his body floated like a floating shadow, and he actually went around behind He Yan.

He Yan only felt a chill on his neck, and the edge was close to his skin.

Oops!

The two words only had time to turn in his heart, and the cold sword had already circled around his neck for half a circle, and He Yan's frightened eyes were met with the young man's smiling gaze.

A stone's throw away.

"King!" He Yan's eyes widened, and it took a long time for his soul to return: "Could it be that the king has already practiced...... Soul Sword? ”

Jin King He Ye has returned the sword to the sheath, a ten-year-old boy, but his stature is not much shorter He Yan, he stood still in the moonlight, and lifted the corners of his lips slightly: "I have comprehended a few body methods, but I am not yet accustomed, today, I am just unprepared to attack my uncle." ”

He Yan touched his neck in a daze, and his fingers were wet and cold, but it was not blood, it was his cold sweat.

The strength is controlled, and there is no deviation.

He Yan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and knelt down on one knee: "Your subordinates are ashamed, they are no longer the opponent of the king." ”

He Ye's eyes with the moonlight on his back couldn't see the depth, but the arm holding He Yan was extremely powerful: "Uncle 'ashamed', Ye doesn't dare to be, Ye's martial arts all rely on his uncle's teaching." ”

He Yan was about to compliment him more, but he saw King Jin raise his fingers and close his lips: "Shh, someone is coming." ”

The Enlightenment Martial Master was stunned again, concentrating and lifting his breath, only to hear some small human words, but he really couldn't tell the difference, but King Jin smiled and said, "It's a concubine." After speaking, he threw the sword and sheath in his hand, and walked out, of course, only opened a small temple door, and flashed out.

At this time, outside the Zichen Palace, there was a quiet.

But the palace lamp is hanging high, between the flowers and trees, it is a little brighter than the main hall.

Of course, Liu Guifei did not enter the ban through the Zichen Gate, but walked through the back door that communicated with Penglai Palace, and the reason why she was noticed by He Ye was because she was slightly hindered here, an inner attendant, obviously a henchman of the Queen Mother, blocked the concubine from approaching the Son of Heaven, but the excuse was He Yan's order: "The sage instructs, don't let anyone disturb." ”

"Am I anyone?" Concubine Liu Guifei was arguing with the waiter: "The sage has already decreed that the Zichen Palace forbids anyone, but I can't help it." ”

The waiter also looked arrogant: "Guifei, the contemptible person did not listen to the sage's order, and hoped that the concubine would be self-respecting, not long ago, Concubine Xie Shu trespassed into the Zichen Palace, and was grounded at this time, is the concubine not afraid of alarming the King of Jin?" The contemptible person is indeed thinking about the concubine, and he is worried that the concubine will also end up like the concubine......"

The concubine was still calm and light: "You're too worried, get out of the way." ”

However, the other party still did not give an inch.

"I have a royal token, and you dare to obstruct it, do you have the heart of rebellion?"

The waiter refused to give in, and was about to return the favor, but he heard a voice behind him that made his soul fly, although the voice was not without pleasure: "Sister! ”

He Ye, the king of Jin, arrived quickly, and at this time, there was no sharp energy to confront He Yan in the main hall, but when he looked at the inner servant, the killing intent was clear in his eyes.

The inner attendant looked behind the King of Jin, and when he came into contact with the "commander-in-chief" Jiang Yuan, he made an obscure signal, and he was like a deflated skin, and he quietly hated that he couldn't retreat ten miles away, and it was safe to turn into an orchid.

"Where's the whip?" The concubine raised her chin slightly: "Brother Ye, I'm waiting for you to whip and reprimand." ”

He Ye accompanied the smiling face: "Sister don't make fun of me, I am a black whip, but I only smoke those who are not interested, Sister, you haven't come to Zichen Hall for a long time, and Brother and I are both panicking......."

King Jin's hippie smile became like this, but Liu Guifei became angry, and Liu Mu glared: "How old is it, you haven't spoken lightly, no wonder the world despises it, He Ye, you should be more restrained in your temperament, be careful Queen Mother...... Anger is punishment! ”

King Jin didn't laugh angrily, and stepped forward to hook up with the concubine: "Sister, you love to control your anger with your mother, and you will speak ill of your mother at every turn, why bother?" My mother has a good temperament, how can she punish me severely? Let's not be angry, I'll tell Sister A......" He Ye clearly lowered his voice, but those words still inevitably made many palace people hear: "Even if Qin Sang and Empress Pei look good, Brother still remembers you, if you don't come to play during this time, Brother Ah will not feel good." ”

The concubine was held by the little brother-in-law's arm and stepped forward, and when she heard such words, she glanced at He Ye meaningfully, didn't say anything, and stepped into the palace of the Son of Heaven in a grand manner.

And in the apse, where the Son of Heaven is lying, at this time the red candle is shining, He Yan is pressing the disheveled Qin Sang, beside the couch, there is a cup of wolf, and even the piano case is crooked aside, the fragrance is rich, the veil is gorgeous, and there is a large space, only the rapid breathing of the Son of Heaven and Qin Sang's gossamer moaning.

There is clearly a joy ......

However, He Yan fell over, and with a "bang", the marigold, which had already fallen to the ground, flew up with the kick of the "dragon foot" and slammed into the pillar.

Qin Sangqiao's face was slightly pale, and regardless of his embarrassed clothes, he immediately knelt down.

"Get out." The Son of Heaven's chest rose and fell and snorted heavily.

Qin Sang "rolled" quickly, but he still didn't forget to tidy up his clothes, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief until he left the matching hall—how many times has it been? The Son of Heaven was obviously "confused", but he ...... at the last moment This situation was not beneficial to her, and she should have been worried, but the relief came spontaneously.

She couldn't forget that person, smiling, unfathomable but extremely sincere: "I'm not your benefactor, I just want to form an alliance with you." ”

He's so utilitarian.

But why does she think that only he in the world is enough to trust and entrust.

The moonlight is like water.

Qin Sang almost bumped directly into Liu Guifei.

Her eyes widened, and she looked at this woman who could enter and leave the Zichen Hall freely.

But he quickly fell to his knees.

"You are Qin Sang?" Liu Guifei asked with a long time, her eyes stayed on the woman's neck slightly, and half of the kiss marks appeared in the desire to hide, and the natural pair of eyebrows without Luo Dai seemed to frown slightly.

"Slave ......"

"You get up, but don't walk around." Concubine Liu said lightly, passing by Qin Sang, but she didn't care about leaving her henchmen outside to guard.