The soldiers rushed through the outer hall like locusts, until they swooped down on the rumored abode of the mysterious emperor, or in the power of the man who was called the saint, and the blood of the madness that surged slowly warmed down.

Several brigade generals led the crowd to stop, followed the prince, holding the sword in his hand, with a little temptation, and walked into the inner hall step by step.

There were huge candles burning in the hall, and the light was bright and clear, but there was no half of a human figure.

The prince came to the outside of the ashram.

His eyes were fixed on the door in front of him, and the tip of the knife trembled in the air for a moment, and then slammed open.

Behind the door, the candle flame is still lit. However, as I saw earlier, the inside was still empty.

Don't talk about the emperor, even eunuchs can't see half of it.

The prince stood still for a moment outside the open door of the ashram, his face distorted, and his face as pale as a dead man.

Suddenly, he rushed in with a knife swing, slashing at anything he came across, and yelling, "Come out! Come out! Give it all to me! Don't hide! I've been through it! Either you die tonight or I die! ”

The cantata flew off the desk, the lampstand overturned, the candles were cut in two, and the wooden frame of the screen was split......

The prince cut all the way into the house, and then out of the house, his face was hideous, and he looked like crazy.

The East Palace Brigade Ben and the rebel generals who followed him into the army were stunned.

Someone finally reacted and turned around and ran away. When I arrived at the entrance of the temple, I found that the sky had changed outside.

The fire rods burned together, and countless blazing court fires illuminated the originally dark palace roads and corners around the Ziyun Palace as bright as day. There are even an unknown number of heavy soldiers who descended from the sky and surrounded them from all directions.

In the roaring shouts of killing from far and near, the rebels who had not yet had time to break into the Ziyun Palace with the crown prince were already surrounded by a heavy siege. Some people threw away their armor and knelt on the spot to apologize, and some people resisted stubbornly, but the next moment, the sword was added, and the body was in a different place.

With the neat sound of the iron armor and weapons of the brigade following the action, Han Kerang, the general of Jinwu, walked into the main hall in the roaring fire outside the hall in the light of the fire outside the hall behind him.

In an instant, the dozen or so rebel generals of the East Palace who were about to flee were killed by the elite royal guards who followed him.

Seeing this, the rest of the people were terrified and retreated.

The prince rushed out at this time and met him head-on. When he saw Han Kerang, he suddenly stopped, and his eyes were as bright as red with hatred.

"What about Pei Xiaoyuan? It wasn't me who assassinated him! King Kang wasn't even killed by me! No one knows it better than he does! It's clear that he framed me! I'm going to kill him—"

The prince roared and rushed with his sword.

Han Kerang frowned and threw the object in his hand at him. The human skull rolled at the prince's feet.

"It's Liu Xiang!"

The surrounding rebel generals recognized it and exclaimed in surprise.

The prince's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly paused, looking down.

"Liu Ce is dead! Xue Mian Xue Jiedu made loyalty to the festival, helped the imperial court, and eliminated the rebels. ”

"As for what you were supposed to do on the sacrificial day, Your Majesty already knew about it."

"Prince, please take care of the crime!"

Han Kerang said coldly.

The prince's gaze was fixed on the head, and slowly, his body began to tremble.

There was a bang, and after a few moments, the knife in his hand couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground.

"Heaven treats me like this!"

With a heart-rending cry to the sky, he fell to his knees and cried bitterly.

The remaining rebel generals in the hall looked at each other, dropped their swords one after another, and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.

Han Ke let two cold gazes ruthlessly sweep the faces on the other side, many of them were his acquaintances, and they had even fought against the enemy together in the past.

"Those who participate in tonight's palace forcing will be killed!"

As soon as his words fell, hundreds of crossbowmen poured in from outside the hall, quickly lined up, and then shot arrows at the rebel generals who were about to get up and fight again.

Arrows rained down and blood flew everywhere. In the midst of the screams one after another, the people fell down one by one.

The scorching fire light of the court burned the blood that slowly flowed on the palace road and the jade steps, and the red light diffused, and even the row of stone beasts standing on the flying ridge of the nearby temple seemed to be covered with a faint layer of blood mist.

On this night, all the rebels who followed the prince into the palace were killed, from top to bottom, and none of them were forgiven.

And this is far from the end.

At the fourth watch, the door of the Liu family and the Wei family was wide open, and the heavily armed soldiers broke in with fire sticks held high, and the bright light reflected half of the street and houses.

These two sides have long been regarded as the first-class wealth benchmark of Chang'an, and the Zhumen has no longer regained its former majesty. The doors and windows of the nearby neighbors were closed, and the people hid behind them, not daring to show their heads, except for the terrible cries of women and children from time to time within the high walls of the two houses. Hundreds of men from two families, from top to bottom, were killed on the spot. The blood that flowed from the ground of the two houses stained half of the streets and ditches in front of the door. Subsequently, Liu Ceye's corpse that was cut in two was abandoned on the streets of Xishi and exposed for three days to show the punishment of the evil leader.

Before dawn, the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty all learned the news of the palace change attempt last night. Excluding the Liu Wei family, some civil and military officials of the imperial court, and all the people involved in last night's incident under the guards of Chang'an, a total of two or three thousand, were either killed or imprisoned pending sentence, and none of them were exempted.

This post-mortem liquidation can be described as a river of blood. The old forces in Guanzhong, and the many powerful portals that had long been intertwined and bred on these two families, collapsed overnight and never to exist again.

After the emperor walked out of the Hall of Seven Stars at that time, he never appeared in front of the ministers again. It is only rumored that the crown prince was later imprisoned in a forbidden palace near the Guanghua Gate in the North Jiacheng City, which is said to have originated in the Han Dynasty. In addition to the four high walls, the sun and rain are not restricted, and even the crown princess and several concubines are allowed to enter and live with him to spend time and loneliness.

However, the guards came to report that after the prince entered the ruined palace, he did not eat and drink, as if he was bent on death. And crying and laughing, guarding behind the palace gate, begging to see the emperor.

It was getting dark again.

A sound of footsteps from far and near from the direction of Jiacheng sounded on the deserted road leading to the ruined palace.

The sound of footsteps and the sound of a seat landing smoothly entered the door, startling the man who was slumping behind the door.

The prince was so weak that he couldn't even open his eyes, but now he didn't know where he got the strength, and the man quickly got up from the ground, threw himself behind the door with his hands and feet, and then, with all his strength, banged on the door, and kept begging to open the door so that he could see him.

There was silence outside the door, and no one stepped forward to open the door.

Slowly, the hand slid limply down the cold door. He hunched on his knees behind the door, as if he were dead. However, while still moving, the back of his shoulders suddenly twitched again.

The prince raised his head with a weeping smile and let out a mournful sound.

"Your Majesty! Ayer! I know you're out there! But why don't you speak? The son has fallen to the point where he is today, of course, because he deserves to die, he was bewitched by others, he made mistakes, and did such a big rebellious thing. I know Aye, you have repeatedly given me a chance. But Ayah! You ask yourself, are you really not half wrong? You've never been happy with me. After you ascended the throne, in order to stabilize Liu Ceye, who you still need to borrow, you still did not hesitate to make your son the crown prince! From the first day you named me the crown prince, Aye, you were ready to abolish me in the future, right? Both established and abolished, where do you want to put your son, Aya? What's the difference between being forced to die? Compared with your country, in your eyes, it is just a utensil......"

Outside the door, there was still silence.

But she was different! You doted on that woman, and even the daughter she gave birth to, in your eyes, was more than everything. You favor her! Whatever she does, it's all good with you in Aye! Even if she was unreasonably noisy and deliberately broke Aye's favorite jade cup, Aye, you don't blame you, you even asked someone to find the jade again, just because she likes to listen to the sound of shattering! I remember it clearly! ”

Touched by the memory, the prince choked up, and a low cry came from behind the door.

"The biggest regret in your life should be that woman never gave you a son, right? If you had a son born to her, I would be worthless...... No, no! ”

His tone suddenly became agitated and incoherent.

"I know! Even if you don't have a son, with her, it's the same! Since she came back, Aye, what you have been thinking about the most all day long is how to get rid of me, the crown prince, and avenge her mother, so that she can be happy, and it will be more convenient for you to make her the female prince and give her the whole world... Isn't it ......"

"Over the years, I have also tried hard, wanting to be a prince who can satisfy you Aye, and change Aye's thoughts about me. But no matter what I do, the threat will not be eliminated. I carry sin in my body. Just because of that dead woman, in the eyes of Aye, I am also a sinner, and my sins will never be washed away. In the past, you just tolerated it, but now that you have used it, I, and my uncle, one by one, should all die and bury that woman......"

The prince began to cry.

In the midst of the crying, there was a thumping sound of flesh hitting the ground behind the door, and it was he who was kowtowing hard.

"Aya, even if you don't kill your son, your son won't survive. The reason why he didn't die immediately with his uncle and them was that he still had one last wish. Please, son, let my aunt die a good death. She is a great sin, but she is the only one who has been good to me since I was a child. She is like my own mother. Over the years, Aya has ignored her, her name is the queen, but in fact, she has no dignity, day and night, she is living in fear and terror, she is better than dead! In the past, she was just parasitic on the Liu family, but now that the matter has come to this, she knows that Aya will never allow her to live in the world again. But beg Aye, take pity on the poor son, and let her die a good death! She is the only one who has been kind to her son! The son is willing to fall into hell forever after death, and live forever and never be reborn, or finally fall into the animal path, but he is also willing to atone for his aunt's sins. Also, there is the Yin Niang of the Wei family...... I don't know what happened to her now, whether she is dead or alive. If she is still there, ask Aya to pardon her sins as well......"

"Aya, be kind to your son one last time, so that your son can go with peace of mind—"

The prince's voice snapped abruptly, and then, with a bang, there was a loud bang behind the door, and the flesh and blood that looked like a human head slammed straight up, and the force was so great that the two rusty bunks outside the door shook slightly, and between the cracks in the roof tiles above, clusters of mud and sand fell in a slump.

There was silence behind the door.

Blood slowly oozed from the gap between the two doors, all the way to the stone foundation outside the door.

Suyu followed the ancient road of the Han Palace submerged in the weeds and returned to the Jiacheng where she came.

At her feet, the abandoned road that is being stepped on at this moment was once or was the palace road where the Han Emperor and the concubines walked in the morning and dusk, and to this day, on the cracked bricks that can be seen everywhere on the roadside, the words "Changle" and "Weiyang" can still be distinguished.

The palace guard opened the small door. She turned into the sandwich city, completely left the ruined palace behind, and slowly walked in this dim and narrow passage surrounded by the imperial walls and palace walls.

The palace people followed far behind, and beside her, only the old palace eunuch silently accompanied.

Finally, after walking this sandwich road, when she was about to enter the palace, she stopped, turned her head to look at Zhao Zhongfang, and nodded.

Zhao Zhongfang knelt down and kowtowed hard to her, and then, he got up, beckoned a palace eunuch, and whispered a few words. The palace eunuch was ordered and left in a hurry.

The bloodstains on the outer corridor and palace steps of the Purple Cloud Palace had been cleaned cleanly, and there was no trace of any remnants to be seen.

Under the overlook of the row of ridged beasts at the top of the hall, Su Yu passed by and came to the Qingxin Pavilion used as the emperor's temporary residence.

There were only two or three candles burning in the dormitory. The Emperor lay on his bed, his eyes closed. In the dim light, his face was gray and haggard.

After returning from the Seven Star Palace, he couldn't support it, he fell down, and after being rescued by the imperial doctor, he couldn't see things as usual, and his complexion was dim, like a green mountain and mist.

According to the Tai Doctor, this is a Qingfeng internal cataract. This disease is often caused by old age and over-agitation, which may become blue blindness over time.

At that point, it will be completely lost.

Su Yu sat on the edge of the bed, and held the emperor's hand that was still cold from the side of the quilt, and warmed it with his body temperature.

"What's wrong with him?"

For a long time, just when Su Yu thought that the emperor was still asleep and had not woken up, he heard him ask in a whisper.

Before her eyes, a pool of blood slowly flowed out of the crack in the door. He knelt down along the edge of the couch.

The emperor's eyes were still open, and his expression was very calm. Only after half an hour, his face turned slightly towards the inside of the bed wall, where the candle flame was becoming less and less illuminated.

"You get up. It's not about you. It's all Aye's own retribution. The Emperor said in a dumb voice.

The rain hung its head.

"He shouted to see me, and what else did he say?" After a moment, the Emperor asked again in a low and tired voice.

At this time, the old palace eunuch stepped forward and leaned over to the emperor's ear, and whispered a few words.

The emperor didn't move at first, but slowly, Su Yu felt his hand tremble, as if groping for something. And she stretched out her hand. The big hand, which had once been hard to hold a thousand pieces, but now it was like a withered branch, grabbed her soft hand and held it tightly.

"I'm sorry for you, I've wronged you...... I can't stand your aunt even more......"

The Emperor muttered.

The dim light shone, and Su Yu saw a little cloudy water shimmering in the corner of his eyes.

"Ayah, I have no grievances. If A-Niang has a spirit, I know it, and she is willing to do it. ”

Su Yu responded.

She had fantasized over and over again that when that day came, she would cut the enemy with a thousand knives and throw her into the hole of the snake and scorpion, so that she would suffer the pain of being eaten by ten thousand insects, and taste the taste of life worse than death.

However, what if the initiator is really cut with a thousand knives and thrown into a snake and scorpion hole, so that his life is worse than death.

If people don't cross themselves, how can the pain in their hearts be dissipated by such revenge.