"Zhao Pu ......"

Fang Linyuan turned his head and looked straight at the person in front of him.

It's really Zhao Pu.

Even if he didn't speak, even if he had such a wide and complicated robe and such a heavy mask to cover it, he could recognize him at a glance.

What's more, he hugged him.

The faint scent of osmanthus flowers filled the air, as if it was about to soak his bones.

The Western table clock in the hall points exactly in the direction of the three quarters of the hour.

Under the high platform, the fire filled the sky.

The large number of lanterns and colored silks arranged on the ritual were easily overturned in the chaos. The light of the fire reflected the colorful lights that were still burning, crackling and burning amid the shouts of killing and swords.

The eunuchs and maids in the palace have no ability to resist at all.

The gods and ghosts whose faces were completely covered were well-trained and had high martial arts, and they quickly subdued most of the people present. And more of them don't even need uniforms, and they are tied up in order to save their lives.

In front of His Royal Highness Qinzheng, there were also faint voices of crying and begging for mercy.

It seemed that a few concubines who were running faster ran head-on into the traitor who was shining with cold light in his hands and wearing a mask of gods and ghosts, and for a while he really couldn't tell whether it was a human or a ghost, and even cried and shouted to them for mercy.

"Hmm."

In the chaos, Fang Linyuan only heard Zhao Pu in front of him respond to him in a low voice.

"Why are you ......" Fang Linyuan was in extreme shock, and it was inevitable that he was a little incoherent. The people below, all yours? ”

Zhao Pu nodded.

His eyes were illuminated by the flames, and he could clearly see the bloodshot streaks that appeared in them, like lines coiled in jade.

"I said okay, I'm going to pick you up." Zhao Pu said. "Did he do anything to you?"

Fang Linyuan shook his head and was about to say something, but the voice of Emperor Hongyou came from not far away.

"Who are you!"

His voice was hoarse, trembling with detached and fearful.

Zhao Pu turned his eyes away lightly and glanced at him.

I saw that he finally extinguished the flames, and the dragon robe on his body had been burned into tatters by the fire, and his face was also smoked with mottled black ash.

With just one glance, Zhao Pu turned his gaze away and ignored him.

"Did you get hurt somewhere?" He looked at Fang Linyuan again and asked in a low voice.

Fang Linyuan looked up at him and shook his head.

Zhao Xuan's hand around him was raised, as if bewitched and attracted, and stroked his cheek.

"That's good."

"You have a very bad face."

Although it was out of place, Fang Linyuan still couldn't help but say.

Zhao Pu only looked at him and didn't answer.

The gaze was extremely deep, and a pair of magnificent eyes under the mask were lit up by firelight, and the pupils were full of brilliance.

The next moment, the long sword appeared in a cold light and raised it in front of Emperor Hongyou's eyes.

He shuddered with fright and closed his eyes tightly.

But the sword didn't fall on him.

Beneath the raised blade of the sword are the wide sleeves that flutter up.

Like a dark cloud covering the sky and the sun, the sleeves of his shirt were raised, covering the rebel and Fang Linyuan who were covered by evil spirits.

The light of the fire reflected on the high platform.

Under the cover of the wide sleeves, the Divine Monarch of the Underworld, who commanded the heroes and captured the imperial city, suddenly lowered his head and kissed the young general's lips heavily.

The torment of tossing and turning for several days, the forbearance of planning step by step in the cold hatred, and the overwhelming love and longing all turned into strange but ferocious, so that rampage kisses, tossing and turning between the lips and teeth of the two.

——

The firelight was temporarily stopped, and the palace was in shambles.

Emperor Hongyou was tied up by five flowers, and the king who was high above was like a pig and sheep to be slaughtered, and was thrown under the throne by an eagle dog covered by ghosts.

That "Zhong Kui" is sitting on the throne right now.

Outside the open doors and windows, the fires that were burning everywhere had been extinguished.

New lanterns were lit again, and thousands of rebels dressed in strange costumes and disguised as gods and ghosts guarded everywhere with weapons in their hands, and a huge palace was tightly controlled.

The palace gate had been closed as early as Shen. Separated by the towering red wall and the heavy palace gate, there is no difference between the shouting of the sword soldiers and the singing of the rituals, and no one knows that the sky has changed in the huge imperial city.

The candle flame in the hall jumped quietly, and "Zhong Kui" sat there, with a kind of nobility in his casual posture.

He leaned over, one elbow on his knee and the other hanging down, rummaging through the scattered memorabilia.

Emperor Hongyou struggled, but his mouth had already been tightly gagged, and whimpering for a while was just a futile effort.

He watched as the man picked up one from the folds on the floor and shook it open with one hand.

It is the good news from Longxi that came today.

At this moment, a traitor with a face painted by the judge walked in, went straight past Emperor Hongyou, and stopped in front of the man.

"Master, Master Hou has settled down and has prepared dinner for him." The rebel said. "Master Hou asked if you had used it, and he was waiting for you."

Hou Ye......

Emperor Hongyou looked at him in disbelief.

He had just seen that this person was close to Fang Linyuan, and now it seems that the two of them are really in the same party!

But since Fang Linyuan returned to Beijing, he has been under his close surveillance.

The conspiracy to rebel against the monarch and kill the monarch is certainly not a one-day or two-day work. He guarded against ...... I still didn't notice it!

Over there, the man under the mask hummed, and then spoke, his voice already softer.

"Let him eat first." As he spoke, he handed the fold in his hand to the rebels. "Give this to him."

"Yes." The rebels took it with both hands, saluted neatly, and were about to turn away.

I saw that the man straightened up lazily, and while leaning slowly towards the dragon chair, he raised his hand and pointed to Emperor Hongyou under the seat, and said.

I asked him two words.

The rebels immediately understood, leaned over and pulled the cloth that was blocked from Emperor Hongyou's mouth.

Emperor Hongyou coughed violently.

"Your chair is very comfortable to sit on."

The man's voice came from overhead.

"No wonder you're so reluctant."

Emperor Hongyou looked up, and saw him slowly and methodically raise one leg and step on the dragon chair gracefully.

The hand he had placed on his knee was simply raised upward, and the few rebels who had stopped beside him withdrew, and the door of the temple was closed, leaving only the two of them inside.

"Who the hell are you?" Emperor Hongyou didn't stop coughing, so he screamed angrily.

The man looked at him for a long time, and could feel him smiling through the mask.

Those eyes, somewhat familiar, could be tightly blocked by the mask, and only a pair of pupils full of jokes could be seen, which were so cold that people felt cold all over the body.

"Does it matter?" The man asked him. "First of all, care about whether you can survive the Chinese New Year's Eve."

Emperor Hongyou's pupils shrank suddenly.

"You dare to kill me?" His voice trembled, and he couldn't even support the angry look of the outsider.

"Did Fang Linyuan ask you to do this?"

The smile in the man's eyes vanished.

He stared at him with lowered eyes, condescendingly, as if he were looking at a dead thing.

"You're still suspicious of him."

Although it is a question, the exit is a flat and straightforward tone.

Suspicious of him? Why, as the Ninth Five-Year Emperor, doesn't he even have this power?

Emperor Hongyou stared at him, did not answer his words, but threatened in a fierce voice.

"Do you think that you can follow him to the top and become prosperous and rich when you do things for him! What if you kill me? There are hundreds of thousands of defenders outside the capital, and if you want to escape now, you can't escape! ”

Speaking of this, Emperor Hongyou's expression produced a kind of crazy pride.

"If the name is not right, even if you take the imperial city, it is just a group of rabble, traitorous to the party!"

The man stared down at him.

"Really?" He said. "What if I'm right?"

Emperor Hongyou shuddered and laughed, only to hear the joke.

Justifiably? His only rightful son is still locked up in the dark room of his bedroom, where is there a second person in the world who can sit on his throne?

The man didn't seem to see the mockery in his smile.

He stared at him, his eyes burning, like a viper ready to pounce on him and bite his neck.

The tone of the partial birth is determined to show a bit of piety.

"Fang Linyuan, from beginning to end, he has never had a disloyal mind to you."

It's really funny, the snake with quenching poison all over its body is entrenched under the lotus platform, revealing its sharp fangs, to protect the gods who stand high in the clouds.

Emperor Hongyou was unimpressed.

His life hangs in the balance, an inconsequential person, does it matter whether he is loyal or not?

If he is faithful, he should be here now, protecting his monarch!

He thought. He doesn't even have a tiger talisman, could it be that the soldiers and horses in Longxi are jokingly called the Fang family army by the untouchables, so they will really rebel for him? ”

Emperor Hongyou gritted his teeth and said, but the eyes of this person in front of him Yue

Come to the more cold.

"He's not the one to kill you, I'm the one."

The man laughed softly, but the laughter was like falling into an ice cave.

“…… What? Emperor Hongyou was stunned.

"There's not a day I don't want to kill you." The man laughed slowly.

Emperor Hongyou couldn't help but shudder.

"You ......"

But he saw the man smiling lightly and lowering his eyes.

"You want to know who I am."

As he spoke, he lifted his hand and took off the mask covering his face.

Emperor Hongyou's pupils trembled, as if someone had choked his neck.

An uncontrollably groan, foul sound erupted from his throat.

——

Zhao ...... Zhao ......! ”

The person in front of him had a magnificent complexion, but he seemed to have bumped into a living ghost.

But the person who held the mask in one hand and leaned over to look at him in front of him nodded calmly and said, "Yes, Zhao Pu." ”

Emperor Hongyou opened his eyes, even though he couldn't move even though he was tied up by the five flowers, he was still struggling, staring at him, and while rolling and crawling backwards, he moved back step after step.

"You don't know me, Father?"

Zhao Pu in front of him looked very happy, and even rarely called him "Father Emperor".

Emperor Hongyou was even more frightened.

In a trance, he even felt that Dou Qingyi was sitting there smiling at him.

Ghost, this man must be a ghost!

However, in the light and shadow, Zhao Pu's shadow was clearly there, which was only available to the living.

Emperor Hongyou almost completely lost his voice.

His mouth was still moving, but no matter how big it was, it could only make a hissing sound.

Zhao Pu's expression became more pleasant.

He leaned back in the dragon chair, legs folded, elbows resting between armrests, slender hands slowly rubbing his chin and lips.

“…… You're a man, you're pretending! After a long time, Emperor Hongyou held back such a sentence.

"You're not happy?" Zhao Pu asked him.

"This is a bully!"

Zhao Pu laughed.

"What are you talking about?" He said. "I'm not afraid of killing kings."

Emperor Hongyou trembled and couldn't speak again.

He didn't dare.

I don't know why, when he thought that the person who rebelled was Fang Linyuan, he dared.

But the person in front of him was Zhao Pu, for some reason, he was very sure in his heart, Zhao Pu dared.

even dared to let him die in an extraordinarily painful and ugly way.

Opposite him, Zhao Xuan turned his eyes slightly and looked at the Western clock not far away.

"Long story short, Father." He said.

"I'm here today to talk to you about you."

He lowered his eyes to look at Emperor Hongyou.

"Today, it's impossible for you to die well." He said.

"I sent someone to Longxi, and now Lin Zimiao should have been detained there. He can find the holy decree that you ordered him to be a meritorious hero, and you can also find a good son who is under your house arrest in your bedroom. ”

Emperor Hongyou's wide eyes couldn't help but tremble.

"Can't...... You can't ......" he spoke incoherently.

"I can." Zhao Pu said lightly.

"Including the fact that you personally ordered people to pretend to be Turkic bandits and kill the people on the night of the Hua Dynasty, you can also find out the holy decree from the Sang Zhixin Mansion."

Zhao Pu looked at him and smiled.

"Father, the son entered the palace today, in order to admonish the king with death. But if the father does not listen to the advice, the son will endure the pain and take care of the government for his father first, which is naturally reasonable. ”

Emperor Hongyou almost fell to the ground.

Zhao Pu...... This madman, pervert who has been dormant for twenty years in disguise as a woman!

He not only wants his throne, he wants his life, but he also wants him to be discredited, and he wants him to be stinking for 10,000 years!!

"You're my child...... It was I who gave birth to you and raised you! Zhao Pu, how dare you, how can you ......! ”

Emperor Hongyou trembled, but he was afraid, frightened, and knew how feasible Zhao Pu's words were.

If it is really as Zhao Pu said, he will not be clean in death.

He couldn't even pronounce a more powerful tone.

saw Zhao Pu nodding indifferently.

"It seems that my father wants his son to let you live."

As he spoke, he took out a blank scroll of the Divine Decree from the side and threw it in front of Emperor Hongyou.

"Then make an order, you are sick, so give me the Zen position."

Zhao Xuan stood up.

"I will give you one night to think about it, tomorrow's Chinese New Year's Eve is the day for the courtiers to enter the palace, open the palace door, and worship the day. If the father can't be chosen tonight, then ......"

He leaned down and smiled grimly at Emperor Hongyou.

"The son chooses for you."

——

Fang Linyuan was settled in the palace not far away.

Zhao Xuan's men were well organized, and after sorting out the palace for him, they quickly prepared a table of dinner for him.

Just the smell Fang Linyuan can smell it, it is the craftsmanship of the prince in Zhao Xuan's Pavilion.

"The prince also entered the palace with him?" Fang Linyuan asked the person next to him with some surprise.

But the man shook his head, not knowing who the prince was.

I think these people are the ones that Zhao Pu raised outside the palace.

Fang Linyuan nodded, sat at the table and waited for a while.

Not long after, the subordinate who had gone to Zhao Pu to spread the word came back.

Although he had colorful paintings on his face, Fang Linyuan vaguely recognized him as a subordinate who had been to Chongzhou with Zhao Xuan before, and seemed to be a dead soldier under his command.

"The master ordered his subordinates to hand this over to Master Hou."

The dead man put a fold in Fang Linyuan's hand with both hands.

Fang Linyuan lowered his eyes and saw that it was the one that Emperor Fang Cai Hongyou showed him.

"This?" He couldn't help but be slightly stunned. "What do you want to do for me?"

The dead man shook his head: "The master didn't say it, I just let you eat first, and you don't have to wait for him." ”

Fang Linyuan looked at the table, facing the table full of dishes, but he was still uneasy in his heart.

"Master Hou, don't worry." The man said again. "Now the palace is full of masters, and there will be no accidents."

Fang Linyuan's eyebrows moved, and he raised his head and asked him, "How many people have you brought into the palace?" ”

"More than a thousand." The man replied crisply. "There is also Gonggong Wu outside the palace who will bring someone to answer."

So many!

The man seemed to see Fang Linyuan's surprise, and then replied: "We are the private soldiers under the master, and we were originally kept in the master's shipyard and other industries, and we were originally left to serve the master today. ”

This person said so bluntly, Fang Linyuan was a little surprised.

"Zhao Pu allows you to say this?" He asked.

The dead man replied, "The master has commanded it." ”

"Commanded what?"

"If it happens, if Master Hou wants to know anything, he will tell you everything."

"What if it doesn't work out?" Somehow, Fang Linyuan asked as if he were a god.

He asked the dead man in a daze, not knowing what to answer.

This is indeed a difficult question.

Seeing that he was silent, Fang Linyuan smiled, and was about to say forget it, but he heard Zhao Pu's voice behind him.

"It won't work." He said.

Fang Linyuan was about to turn around, but he was hugged from behind.

The man wrapped around him, hugging him tightly, the embrace with the smell of wind and snow was a little cold, but the powerful heartbeat was very hot, and the thump came through his back.

"Zhao Pu ......"

Several attendants around him retreated, but no one said anything.

Only Zhao Pu's gentle voice, with the heartbeat, wrapped Fang Linyuan entirely.

"You are in the palace, how dare I take risks."

At this moment, even Fang Linyuan's heart began to beat with it.

"I ......" The roots of his ears were so hot that he avoided the side, but Zhao Pu followed closely and chased after him.

Another kiss in his ear.

Fang Linyuan shuddered lightly with his neck.

He had no choice but to turn around and raise his hand to wrap around Zhao Pu.

"I heard from them that you were there just now." Fang Linyuan said. "You're done talking so soon?"

"There's not much to say." Zhao Pu said lightly. "I don't want to waste time with him."

Delays?

Fang Linyuan didn't understand that Zhao Pu had anything else to do besides this matter, when the Western table clock in the corner suddenly rang.

Zhao Pu in front of him laughed lightly.

"I want to come back and spend Chinese New Year's Eve with you." He said.

"Yes, just in time." ：，n..，.