The hail was fierce at first, gradually diminished in the middle, and finally turned into a drizzle.

It rained before the beginning of spring, and the weather was naturally weird, but there were a lot of strange things in Shengjing City today, and this strange weather was naturally not noticeable.

The unobtrusive Tang Miaomiao leaned on the wooden pillar and hugged her legs and curled herself up, her red lips pursed into a line, the tears in her pupils were already full, and she couldn't help falling down anymore, like a drizzle after hail, connected into a line.

Tears dripped down the mottled stone bricks, making them darker, and the eldest brother's gesture told her not to make a sound, but she couldn't control her feelings, and her weak body only used fierce convulsions, trying not to make any sound.

The intense sadness made Tang Miaomiao's mind confused, and at this time, a sugar gourd with a smiling face appeared in front of her eyes.

Tang Miaomiao wiped her tears and raised her head, saw a woman in front of her bending over and smiling, handed the sugar gourd to her, and said softly: "Little sister, don't cry, you taste this." ”

Tang Miaomiao inexplicably took the sugar gourd, and then realized that this woman was really clean, and she looked so good when she laughed, watching her bite off a hawthorn, with a look of enjoyment, Tang Miaomiao also took a bite hard, and the hawthorn in her mouth was very cold and sour. I couldn't help but think that it must be cooler for my eldest brother to lie in the rain in the street, and his eyes were suddenly filled with fog.

Li Yuemei, who came to Baihua Night Market to find some delicious food, squatted down and asked, "Sister, don't cry first, are you lost with your mother, tell me where your house is, I'll take you back." ”

Tang Miaomiao's intense sadness was disrupted by Li Yuemei. It was a little lighter, and his mind was sober.

She has been studying with Tang Yinlong since she was a child. Naturally, there are some political visions.

At this time, the thief actually had the audacity to assassinate Tang Qiming on the street, which showed that the other party had no fear, and the palace was afraid that something would happen.

Tang Miaomiao immediately asked, "Can you take me to the academy or the Futu Temple?" ”

Li Yuemei blinked and said, "I'm from the academy, of course I can." ”

Tang Miaomiao knew that at such a moment, she could only rely on the power of the academy or the Futu Temple, and when she heard Li Yuemei's words, her watery eyes couldn't help but light up and asked, "Are you amazing?"

Li Yuemei said: "The master said that I am a genius. ”

"Dare to ask my sister who the master is?"

"Frost. ”

"Your name is Li Yuemei?"

"Little sister. How do you know what my name is. ”

Tang Miaomiao stood up and grabbed Li Yuemei's hand, and the wooden pillar flashed out pointed at the eldest brother in the rain, and said, "Then can you help me carry him back, he is my eldest brother." ”

Li Yuemei stopped chewing the rock sugar gourd, she lowered her head and looked at Tang Miaomiao's teary eyes and said solemnly: "Okay." ”

Tang Miaomiao's tears burst out of her eyes, but she didn't forget to choke up and say, "Thank you, sister." ”

Li Yuemei took Tang Miaomiao's hand and said, "Don't cry, I'll give you half of it." ”

Tang Miaomiao took the half of the sugar gourd. Following Li Yuemei's pace, the two walked into the block.

The rain line flowing from the eaves smashed on the ground and splashed crystal clear water, and the crescent moon that appeared in the sky at some point reflected the water splash beautifully, and also made Tang Qimingying, who was lying on the stone slab, even paler.

Li Yuemei led Tang Miaomiao to Tang Qiming's side, Tang Miaomiao touched her eldest brother's cold hand, and her love completely collapsed. Tears were more urgent than the rain in the sky.

Li Yuemei didn't comfort Tang Miaomiao, the wet silk blocked her eyes, her ears moved slightly, turned around, and looked at the east side of the block.

A woman smashed a huge wooden door. The whole person fell on the stone slab and rolled three times, crushing out a broken floor tiles.

She was followed by six men with hats and murder knives.

The woman was desperate. There was a look of cruelty on her wet cheeks, as if she had decided to die with the enemy.

At this time, Li Yuemei, who was standing at the end of the street, gently drew a straight line in mid-air, and the rain curtain was magically cut off, as if he had encountered an insurmountable barrier.

The line quickly flew over the head of the fallen woman, and the movements of the six men with their weapons raised were frozen in mid-air.

Just when the woman didn't know what had happened, she saw the rain stop in mid-air, and her mouth grew in shock.

The six men were of varying heights, and the line appeared on their chest, waist, or lower abdomen, forming a straight line of blood.

After a snap of their fingers, they began to split in two, with that blood line as the center, the upper body and the lower body were completely separated, spurting out countless blood water, turning into six bodies and falling on the broken stone slab to be washed by the rain, and a large area of crimson instantly spread.

"Second girl!"

Tang Miaomiao's voice made the second girl feel uplifted, she turned around and saw the woman with her face standing in the rain with that terrible blood line, nodded slightly, and quickly approached Tang Miaomiao.

The sound of countless people stepping on the rain in the rain curtain came into Li Yuemei's ears, Li Yuemei frowned and seemed to feel a little tricky, so he asked, "Can you carry him?"

The second girl saw that the person on the ground was the eldest prince Tang Qiming, her heart was like a knife, she endured the injuries in her body, and pulled Tang Qiming up and carried it on her back.

And just after this one action, she saw that the end of the street was densely filled with countless men with hats.

The second girl had fought with them, so she naturally knew that the realm of these people was extremely high, and when she lifted the hat, they must all be well-known figures in Shengjing, so she reminded: "Be careful." ”

Li Yuemei replied softly, "Just follow me." As she spoke, she took Tang Miaomiao's little hand, Tang Miaomiao took a deep breath, and looked at the moonlight in front of her that was cut into pieces by the rain curtain, falling on a bright and dark scene in Shilin Street, and felt in vain.

Li Yuemei took Tang Miaomiao's hand, and the second girl carried the dead prince on her back.

The three women walked to the end of Shilin Street without fear, Li Yuemei took off the hairpin in the show, and her wet head was draped over her shoulders.

She knew that the stone slabs of this street would be dyed red today!

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The upturned eaves on the cold imperial city were washed by the rain, and they were exceptionally clean.

In the imperial study, the doors and windows carved with dragons and phoenixes were actually pushed open on this rainy day, and several dragon-inlaid candles were swayed by the wind, and the room was sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

Tang Yinlong wore a dragon robe under Wen Qinglan's costume, just like the early dynasties in these years, when Tang Yinlong brought the dragon crown, Wen Qinglan began to arrange his collar for him, and then turned around to see where there was no favor.

Outside the open doors and windows, in addition to the sound of rain, there was an earth-shattering shouting and killing sound.

Occasionally, there would be a miserable and popping sound of a blade cutting through a bone, which would make Wen Qinglan's face turn white for a moment, but her white hands were still steady.

The battle in the palace broke out at night, and it came extremely fast, so fast that the garrison of Shengjing City did not react, and the remaining Ouchi masters and the Imperial Forest Army formed the only line of defense.

But the line of defense had retreated to the door of the Imperial Study.

Tang Yinlong was wearing a dragon robe unhurriedly, and even had the leisure to look at the bronze mirror and tidy up the warped silk.

After Wen Qinglan watched his beloved man get dressed neatly, he took out a sharp dagger and held it in his hand.

At this time, Tang Yinlong spoke: "You have never touched a blade in your life, so let's put it down, it's weird." ”

Wen Qinglan sighed, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes on her charming face unconsciously added two more traces.

"Guess who?" Tang Yinlong asked with interest.

Wen Qinglan said in a deep voice: "There are not many people who can unknowingly open the gate of the palace and arrange for countless inner ghosts to become guards or eunuchs here many years ago. ”

Tang Yinlong nodded, agreeing with Wen Qinglan's words.

But Wen Qinglan said next: "But I still don't know who it is." ”

Tang Yinlong said categorically: "You don't dare to think about it." ”

"I'm scared. Wen Qinglan said the true monologue in her heart.

Tang Yinlong took Wen Qinglan's hand, felt the coldness of her slender jade hand, and said, "When you used to make bean curd, you always washed your hands with cold water, and your hands were so cold. ”

Wen Qinglan wrapped her hands around Tang Yinlong's waist, pressed her side face against his chest and said, "It's okay if we don't go out." ”

"Today will be nine deaths, shrinking and dying, not the style of my old Tang family!"

Wen Qinglan raised her pretty face, looked at Tang Yinlong, who did not have a trace of fear of death on her cheeks, and asked, "Will Mr. come back?"

Tang Yinlong frowned and said, "I just hope he is safe and sound." ”

Wen Qinglan took a deep breath, moved the lotus step lightly, stood on Tang Yinlong's right and said, "Then let's go out together." ”

Tang Yinlong shook his head and said, "You are not well-dressed, going out like this will damage the majesty of the royal family." ”

Wen Qinglan grabbed Tang Yinlong's hand tightly, expressing her strongest will at this time.

The flickering candlelight in the imperial study illuminated the cheeks of the two, and there was no excessive affection after looking at each other, only the plainness and calmness of these years.

Tang Yinlong took Wen Qinglan's hand and walked towards the outside of the imperial study, and the footsteps of the two were finally fixed in front of the door full of beaded curtains.

A wave of blood swayed over, dyeing the colorful bead curtain that Wen Qinglan had personally strung in the early years red.

Tang Yinlong stretched out his other hand, and without hesitation, he opened the bloody bead curtain and saw the courtyard after a bloody battle in the rain.

The two crossed the gold-trimmed threshold and came to the side of the many wounded guards.

Bai Cangcang's grandmother, who had been to Yizhou with Tang Miaomiao, raised the long knife in her hand and shouted, "Long live my emperor!"

The remaining hundreds of guards and Ouchi masters immediately responded: "Long live my emperor!"

The sworn loyalty under despair is vividly reflected in everyone who stands beside Tang Yinlong.

Their cries pierced the rain and drifted into the distant starry sky.

A smile rose at the corner of Tang Yinlong's mouth and asked, "Wen Qingfeng, how many more years do you have to hide?"

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