When he opened his eyes, he saw a deep cut in the snow-white wrist of the princess's left arm.

The red blood quickly flowed down the wound on her wrist, stained the sleeve of her coat, and kept dripping to the ground like raindrops.

"Auntie!"

"Princess!"

Everyone present, no one expected her to act like this, and they all exclaimed. Zhang Dunyi reacted the fastest, was terrified, and stepped forward to grab the knife.

Su Yu took a step back, and this time, he had the knife across his neck.

"I know that you are commanded, and I will not kill you. But if you dare to stop me again, I will cut my neck here. If I say it, I will do it. ”

She looked at the attendant opposite, and her tone was resolutely calm.

Zhang Dunyi still did not recover from the great horror of Fang Cai. His gaze swept over her bleeding arm, and he lowered his head slowly, in silence.

Li Yu rushed forward, tore a white silk from the shirt he was wearing, and wrapped her wrists vigorously in circles.

Su Yu abandoned the knife, didn't say a word, got on the horse and turned his head and galloped towards Chang'an.

It was already dark.

Pei Xiaoyuan still sat alone on the banks of the Wei River, where he had been assassinated on the eve of his wedding. His figure was like a seat, blending in with the night.

In front of his feet, the place where a wave that had just churned by, and the far place where the reckless water would reach was the east of the river, the place where his father's bones were buried.

It was when he was a child, on the eve that he was going to go to the Danfeng Gate of the Imperial Palace to plead for his father and the eight hundred heroes, he was brought here by his mother.

She smiled and told him that in the future, whenever and whatever happened, if he wanted to tell them, as long as he looked at this flowing water and thought in his heart, the soul of his hometown would definitely be able to perceive it.

So today, he came here again, on the banks of this never-ending river, and sat like this for a long time, from day to day, from dark to night.

A foreign object like a cold feather, fluttering in the wind by the water's edge, fell from the sky, and finally smeared lightly on his brow like catkins.

A little snow fell in the sky.

The people of Chang'an have been looking forward to the winter snow of this year for some time, and finally, on this night, it has come to the earth silently.

Pei Xiaoyuan looked at it from afar, watching the white edelweiss blow to the water surface with the wind, like falling into a black giant mouth from the ground, quickly disappearing without a trace.

It's time for him to go, too.

Because, this is his original intention to enter Chang'an.

He got up from the water's edge, got on his horse, raised his wine, drank the last sip of cold wine in his bag, and urged his horse to the city in front of him in the faint snow of the first snow.

If the original intention can be weighed against betrayal, then what is really worthy of admiration in the world?

If this is the case, it will be easy for him to exchange all his thoughts, and he will not be able to attain true peace in this life, as if he is drinking sweet and falling headlong into a world of bliss.

Chapter 131

The fine snow and cold rain fell on the fields in the suburbs of Chang'an, sneaking into the corners and alleys of the deep dream, wetting the roof tiles and eaves of every household.

Pei Xiaoyuan rode alone in this uninhabited night, like walking in an empty city, unhindered. Even the cadets of the Night Watch, which he constantly encountered, turned a blind eye to him, as if he had never existed, and only quietly looked back after passing shoulders with him, either uneasy or suspicious.

The palace gate, with its double doors closed, gradually appeared at the end of the line of sight. The horse's hooves continued to lead him through the wet street where the rain and snow had melted, and at last he came to a halt in front of the gate.

This is the outer gate of the palace, every day overlooking the awe-inspiring gaze of countless Chang'an people who walked on the side street in front of it, even the city tower, it is as high as ten zhang, the vermilion lacquer painted door, the gold nail finish, a pair of gilded beast face shop with a huge ring, showing the majesty and majesty of the heavenly Gaomen.

Beyond this gate, many years ago, a mother led her son to kneel before it for a long time. All they asked for was forgiveness from the man on the high post behind the door, in exchange for a chance for an angry group of people to continue to live.

At that time, what the truth was, I was not qualified to mention.

To this day, there is still no answer to what the truth is.

He dismounted and touched the left ear of the golden crow. It's telling it to go back to where it came from. It is almost well-informed, and it has been trained by him so far, and it has almost been in touch with his heart. However, this time, Jin Wuqi only shook his horse's head and stood quietly, refusing to take a step. He gave the order again, and Jin Wulu hesitated, and raised his hooves a few times restlessly, and the palms of his hooves tapped on the hard paved stone pavement outside the palace gate, making several ethereal knocks.

Pei Xiaoyuan held the waist knife upside down, lightly counted the horse's buttocks with the handle of the knife, and said "go" in a low voice, Jin Wuqi snorted twice, raised his hooves and jumped up, and finally followed his instructions and galloped towards the direction of the Tianlong Stable in the north of the city.

In the fading sound of the horse's hooves, he raised his arm and knocked on the head of the bunk.

The palace door opened in front of him, revealing to him the long, endless dark palace road with wet snow behind the door.

"Young master!" "Si Cheng!"

At this moment, several cries of implicit panic and anxiety sounded behind him. Pei Xiaoyuan turned his head suddenly, and saw a dozen or so people emerging from a cloud of darkness in the distance across the street, rushing towards him. In addition to Chen Shao, Gu Twelve and others, there are also Liu Bo and other five or six other people in the government office.

"Think twice! If the young master was affected by the previous incident, the lowly and other people would admit their guilt and die without regret, but the young master was a noble person, how could he be so dangerous! Chen Shao knelt down and slammed his head to the ground. Gu Twelve also knelt together.

"Si Cheng, don't be impulsive! There's room for everything! Although the subordinates don't know what happened, the sky is falling, and Si Cheng can also find the princess! She is the most soft-hearted, as long as Si Cheng speaks, she will definitely help! Liu Bo was also anxious, and led people to kneel down and plead.

"It's not just us! If it weren't for the inconvenience of gathering at night, many of the guards in the outer guard would have been pressed back, otherwise, they would have to follow! Liu Bo said again.

Pei Xiaoyuan was silent for a moment, straightened his clothes, and looked at the old subordinates and subordinates of his father's family opposite, and then straightened up and said with a smile: "This matter is not what you think. Don't worry, I'm just asking to see Your Majesty, why did I come to this point! ”

"Get up, disperse quickly, and return! Now the night ban is extremely strict, don't embarrass the brothers who let you go! ”

He arched his hand to a few more people, turned around and stepped into the palace gate, untied the sword weapon he carried with him as usual, threw it to the palace guard, and then walked forward.

He walked across the Royal Bridge of Longshou Canal, where the dark waves dissolved under the bridge, and passed by the Jinwu Courtyard on the left and right. After that, there is the second palace gate next to the Bell and Drum Tower.

The door was silently open in the night, if it had been a long time.

He continued to pass through the door, and when he walked past the dragon tail in front of him, he said, "Son! Suddenly, a voice called from behind him.

Pei Xiaoyuan paused and stopped.

"What are you going to do?" King Ning came out of the porch and asked directly.

"Begging to see Your Majesty, I have something to ask for advice." He saluted, and his tone was as usual.

"Don't go!" King Ning's expression was serious, and his tone was even more dignified than ever.

"It is not the king who commands you regardless of his status, but your uncle's command. Not long ago, he wrote to me, asking me to convey a message to you, telling you to put your mind down and not to be obsessed. ”

Pei Xiaoyuan turned to the direction of the Eastern Capital, bowed, and after getting up, he said: "Uncle knew me, just like he couldn't stop me from coming, he no longer sued me directly, but turned to His Royal Highness." ”

"I really deserve to die, stubborn, so that my uncle is always worried and unpeaceful, and now I have alarmed His Royal Highness......"

King Ning waved his hand and walked quickly in front of him: "Erlangjun!" You also know that I have always regarded you as a nephew, and even if I do not have your uncle's trust this time, I will not sit idly by. You listen to me, you made a mistake first, the saint has no intention of pursuing it, it is already a blessing from heaven, the matter will stop, you don't cling to it anymore, it's good for everyone! ”

"His Royal Highness's heart, the kid understands it. But tonight, since I have come here, I will not go back. ”

Pei Xiaoyuan turned around and stayed.

"Have you thought about the consequences?"

King Ning's brows furrowed, and he continued at his back.

"You will completely cut yourself off from the saints, from the princess. And if the king tells you that even if you ask for the result, the result is beyond your responsibility—"

He paused.

"No one can do it, not even a saint! So, you still won't give up? ”

Pei Xiaoyuan was silent for a long time, and finally said nothing, turned around, and then made a deep bow to King Ning, and took a few steps back to show his respect, and then walked down the winding dragon tail road.

King Ning remembered Pei Ji's last words on the letter, if it was really difficult to dissuade, then it would be up to him.

The Nai River is boundless, and it is a boat.

The world is difficult to understand, but people can understand themselves.

He looked at the back of the man who continued to walk on the wet rain and snow road in front of him, and finally he could only shake his head, let out a long sigh, and suddenly remembered the princess, and looked up at the rainy and snowy night, and became more and more anxious.

The road is unimpeded, and the Purple Palace is already in front of you. In this silent rainy and snowy night, the surrounding palace pavilion corner tower is dim, only here, at this moment, it is still brightly lit, if it is suspended high in the sky, it is admired by all things in the world day and night.

On a section of the palace road in front of the gate of this Mingtai, there is a burly figure in armor, at first glance, like a door god.

It was Han Kerang, the general of Jingo who was here tonight.

Han Kerang turned his back to the lamp building next to the palace road, and the whole person was hidden by the night, only the snow water on his face and armor, in the faint dim shadow of the palace lamp, shimmered dimly.

From the first time Pei Xiaoyuan entered Beijing and met Han Kerang outside the Ziyun Palace, he, the boss who was said to have killed people on the battlefield in his early years, has always been familiar to Pei Xiaoyuan with a friendly image.

Tonight, however, Han Kerang was unusually indifferent.

Or, perhaps, the hard-heartedness and blood-stained hands of this king's henchmen are the true face.

When Pei Xiaoyuan walked in front of him and thanked him for the day's work, he only looked sideways, his expression was gloomy, and he didn't say a word.

Pei Xiaoyuan didn't care.

"The matter of the West Market during the day, thank you for the general's care." He continued.

"Wei Juren's body is buried at the foot of the West Mountain twenty miles away, and the general can ask someone to follow Gu Twelve tomorrow to take out the corpse and close the case. It was all my own work, and my sin had nothing to do with others. I will plead guilty to Your Majesty. ”

After he finished speaking, he saluted again, and then walked around Han Kerang's side.

Just as he was rubbing shoulders, the knife light swept in, as fast as lightning, and the knife grabbed Pei Xiaoyuan's neck, forcing him to stop.

"Pei Jiaerlang, listen to my advice, and turn back. Looking back, how it was in the past, and how it will be in the future, Your Majesty is merciful, and will not care with you about what you have committed. ”

Pei Xiaoyuan stood for a moment, raised his arm on the blade of the knife, and pushed the knife away from his neck. Then, he walked towards the open palace gate.

Han Ke made Huo Ran turn his head, staring at his back.

"You'll regret it."

He gritted his teeth and said, his voice tinged with a somewhat suppressed sense of threat and a hint of fear.

But the back didn't pause.

Pei Xiaoyuan climbed the palace steps, walked into the palace gate, walked along the familiar outer hall, walked through the curtain that hung from the sky, passed through the mallet gate, and finally, walked to that place.

The huge candles with the thickness of the arms burned brightly, reflecting the entire hall incomparably brightly. The emperor was dressed in a loose Yanju robe, and his belt was not bound, and he sat on a large couch. He lowered his eyelids slightly, listening to Zhao Zhongfang's voice. Zhao Zhongfang knelt on the side of the imperial case in front of the couch, and was respectfully holding the chapters, reading them one by one.

“…… Qinzhou earthquake. Cui Ning, a member of the household department, and Lan Tai, a member of the household department, and Lan Tai, a consolation envoy, arrived on the table and arrived 10 days ago, and were ordered to comfort the people, and save more than 1,000 households in the damaged homes. As of the end of the day, most of the victims have been resettled......"

"In the imperial history, Li Tan played, and Wang Jiannan of Xiping County made Yuwen Shouren loyal from generation to generation, accumulating previous achievements. Shouren has been given a special weight. His son entered Beijing at the beginning of the year, originally to congratulate the saint on longevity, now the longevity is suspended, Shouren said that he was weak and weak, looking around, it was difficult to find someone to rely on, and he was looking forward to the return of the son. Please Your Majesty, it is advisable to let the prince go out of Beijing as soon as possible to fulfill his filial piety, and ...... with the heart of his subordinates."

The old palace eunuch's voice was not high, and his tone was straight, but it echoed in the top corner of this lofty palace, and the aftermath was slightly lingering. Suddenly, he saw the figure standing quietly at the entrance of the inner hall, and after a pause, the voice slowly lowered, and the echo of the hall beams gradually died down until it was silent.

The emperor remained motionless at first, nor did he urge. After a moment, when the sound stopped completely, he asked, "Why don't you read it?" ”

"Has someone arrived?" He asked softly.

Zhao Zhongfang slowly joined the concerto, prostrated himself and kowtowed, and whispered.

The Emperor was silent for a moment, then raised his head and opened his eyes.

"When you come, you come in, and what are you doing outside?" His tone sounded like that of an old father, reproaching an ignorant dear son.