Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, the whole person was pricked by a needle, the sadness on his face disappeared, and he stared at the woman opposite.

"I see! It's you! It has to be you! You have seen me and my great-grandmother's people mingling before. You told them that you hurt me, didn't you? ”

"Stop it, Your Highness!"

"I've heard everything you just said. How can I be so virtuous that Your Highness treats me like this. I beg Your Highness to stop, tell me about your and General Li Meng's schemes, and stop being obsessed with harming others and yourself! ”

Wei Yinniang burst into tears and knelt down at him.

Li Yan looked at her, and tears slowly flowed from her eyes.

"Yin Niang, since the day I was forced to leave Chang'an, the world is so big, and there is no place for me to stand, I haven't stopped talking. Either I can get back everything that is mine, or I can only die-"

"Yin Niang, I know you still have me in your heart, otherwise, you wouldn't have come here. I don't blame you. Everything is providential. Get up, come here, and stay with me. When we were in the East Palace when we were children, we made an appointment, we were born together, died in the same cave, and never separated. I have not forgotten, and you will not forget. ”

He stretched out a hand towards her and stared deeply at the woman in front of him, his eyes revealing infinite affection.

"Come on! Here you go! I'm right here, and you're here for me. From now on, we will never have to separate. He said softly in the gentlest tones.

Wei Yinniang raised her head. As if called, she got up from the ground and, under his expectant gaze, walked slowly, towards her lover.

"Wei Niangzi!" Yuan Zhi shouted behind her. Wei Yinniang was stunned. With tears in her eyes, she took another step forward.

"Sister! Come back! He doesn't deserve to be like this! ”

Su Yu quickly came out of the carriage, chased after him, and shouted anxiously.

Pei Xiaoyuan hurried up, and was about to stop her back, but Wei Yinniang had already pounced in front of Li Yan. At some point, she held a dagger in her hand, and in Li Yan's surprised gaze, she aimed the tip of the dagger at her throat.

"Your Highness! You name it, I'm as you think, let's die together today, and we will be husband and wife in the next life. If you don't speak, I'll die alone. It is useless for you to take my dagger. I will swear a poisonous oath that I will never see you again, forever! ”

"Sister!" Su Yu wept, choked up, and shouted again.

Li Yan looked at her steadily, his face twitched slightly, and slowly, he turned his gaze to Su Yu.

"Sister!" He called.

"Your father, who took away my father's throne back then, was retributed, cut off his children and grandchildren, and now he has worked hard, regardless of the world's ridicule, to help you be the heroine, so as to continue what he robbed, that's it. Now, you have taken Yin Niang away from me. ”

His eyes were bloodshot, his gaze was wild, and his expression was extremely bleak.

"She's not Yinniang! My mother-in-law, she had already died in that swamp that day! ”

He gritted his teeth, looked at Wei Yinniang with disgusting, stranger-like eyes, and pushed her away fiercely.

Wei Yinniang fell to the ground, and the dagger in her hand fell out.

"Your Highness!" She fell to the ground, tears raining down, hugged one of Li Yan's boots, and pleaded with pleading.

He didn't even look at it.

"Sister!"

He turned to himself and called out to the rain again, his gaze fixed on her face, with an indescribably strange smile.

Then, he raised his arm and pointed in the direction of Chang'an.

"Sister, wait and see!"

"Your father, he wants to restore the glory of the former Ming Emperor to prove his legitimacy and his merits. I'm not a loser. My dead will see that. All his plans will be reduced to jokes, the biggest joke in the world! ”

In a burst of laughter, he drew his sword and slashed the sharp three-foot Qingfeng towards his throat.

"Your Highness—"

With a heart-rending call from Wei Yinniang, Li Yansheng cut off his head. The head fell from his broken neck. In the rain of blood gushing out from the sky and falling one after another, his head fell to his feet. Then, he threw himself backwards into the sky and fell straight down.

Su Yu rushed forward, and with trembling hands, he hugged Wei Yinniang, who crawled over in a pool of blood to take a dagger.

Pei Xiaoyuan kicked the dagger away. Wei Yinniang fainted. He turned his head and ordered someone to send Wei Yinniang to the palace, and then, picked up the cold and shivering rain who was also covered with blood, sent it to the palace and put it on the couch, pulled a cover to wrap her warm, and then wiped the blood off her face.

Su Yu's face was pale, his eyes were closed, his face was resting on his arms, and he didn't move. After a while, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and it was Yuan Shi who came over and asked Li Meng about it.

"I'm fine." Su Yu opened his eyes, "You go and arrange things." It is important to search for Li Meng. ”

He paused, gently put her on the pillow, told the palace maid to take care of it, and then walked out.

Su Yu closed his eyes again. In front of her eyes, Wei Yinniang's desperate and sad face appeared. The corners of her eyes moistened. She pulled herself together and forced herself to stop thinking about it for a while. At this moment, there is still a hidden danger ahead.

As a former fierce general of the old sage's dynasty, Li Meng's ruthlessness and ferocity are also unmatched by few people, and he is by no means an easy person to deal with.

"Enu speculated that it was highly likely that he was going to do it on the day of the prisoner's sacrifice."

"You have a point. On the day of the prisoner sacrifice, in addition to the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, there were many vassal kings and envoys, and there were many people, so it was necessary to strictly prevent him from using fire and thunder to create chaos and even plot to assassinate His Majesty. I've dealt with this guy a few times. He was extremely loyal to Prince Jingsheng's father and son, and he was extremely skilled and cunning. Such a possibility is not impossible. ”

"The colt is rightly worried. There is only more than half a month left before the day of the prisoner's sacrifice, and many envoys of the vassal kings have arrived in Chang'an one after another. Time is running out, and how to act, please arrange the ......"

Outside the hall, the voices of Pei Xiaoyuan and Yuan Zhi intermittently came into her ears. Suddenly, faintly, in her mind, a flash of inspiration seemed to flash.

Her instincts told her that this aura was extremely important, and that there was a certain pity for the great danger she was facing at the moment, and she had to think of it. However, the aura was like a rabbit, and it disappeared in an instant, without a trace.

Su Yu's brows were furrowed, and she searched her intestines and scraped her stomach, struggling to think about the fleeting thought in her mind. Hot sweat burst out and spread on her forehead.

“…… Be. The slave and maid explained this matter and went back to Chang'an first. ”

"Yes, you go back first. I'll go back with the princess later......"

The sound of the outside came into my ears again. Suyu still has no clue. She turned her head anxiously, and as her gaze swept over the drape in front of the couch in the temple, another similar, but somewhat unusual, scene popped into her mind.

It was a great temple, and the setting sun shone obliquely through the half-open door of the temple, shining into the temple, and the beams and pillars all the way down to the ground, covering everything behind the curtain in a huge tent.

Her heart was beating violently, she could barely breathe for a while, and when she lifted the cover, she rolled over from the bed, rushed out, and bumped into Pei Xiaoyuan, who was returning to enter.

"What's wrong with you?"

Pei Xiaoyuan couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw her pale face, her eyes wide open, and her expression as if she had met an evil ghost.

"Zhou He!"

She shouted out in horror, and her cold fingers grabbed Pei Xiaoyuan's arm.

"Chongtian Temple! Danger or in the Temple of Heaven! ”

Chapter 155

Su Yu went through his doubts again in his mind.

Li Yan is no longer the Yan brother she was when she was a child. Judging from his words before he died, and the degree of determination to break his neck with a sword, it is not difficult to know that if the last fight of relying on the Wang family fails, the revenge he wants is probably not just as simple as assassinating the emperor as ordinary people think.

"Your father, he wants to restore the glory of the former Ming Emperor to prove his legitimacy and his merits."

"My dead will see that. All his plans will be reduced to a joke, the biggest joke in the world. ”

On the day of the captive ceremony, not only the emperor and hundreds of civil and military officials, but also the envoys of the kings of all states, and the world's celebrities, all of them will gather in the Chongtian Hall that was built to highlight the emperor's merits. On that day, the iconic Celestial Jingluo Long Scroll was unveiled again, just like the scene that the Old Sage Dynasty had decades ago.

What a glorious moment it would be.

For an emperor who ascended the throne in an unusual way, this occasion will become a proof and symbol of his accomplishment. Behind him, the history books will also remember this rich and colorful stroke.

Although she had no way of knowing what kind of action Li Yan was trying to plan, what could be the deadliest revenge on the enemy than to rain down destruction at such a glorious moment? Under such revenge, even if the emperor escapes and never dies, the rest of his life will probably be spent in endless shame.

Hanging curtains to protect the paintings, to isolate them from distractions, is even the painter's habit. These reasons can explain Zhou He's behavior, so she only felt surprised that day and didn't think much about it.

But his behavior is indeed abrupt and unusual.

From another angle, after this curtain that covers the main hall tightly, if someone wants to do something, will it also be the perfect opportunity?

Since the completion of the painting, the Chongtian Hall has been vacant, and only some people who sweep the palace remain every day, and they are not allowed to enter the main hall at will except for the fixed time of morning and dusk.

So far, only Zhou He has been able to enter and leave the Chongtian Hall at any time without restriction and under the pretext of overhauling and protecting the murals.

At this moment, when I think back to the time when he sat in a daze with a heavy heart, and then asked for a recommendation, I always felt abnormal. It's just that at that time, she understood Zhou He's various abnormalities as the great frustration and disappointment brought to him because of the postponement of the longevity celebration.

If he really has a different heart......

The rain shuddered.

"Do you remember? Not long ago, he was painting in the Zhenguo Building, and he fell and injured his arm because the painting ladder was not strong. Thinking about it at the moment, it is a bit of a coincidence. ”

"I wish I had a lot of heart."

She explained, muttering.

The setting sun is like a paintbrush dipped in gold clay, smearing the majestic Chongtian Hall with a layer of dark golden light. A few faint crows flew around the towering spine of the temple as usual, and suddenly, the sound of hundreds of feathers appearing and stepping on the high platform broke the silence of the dusk.

Pei Xiaoyuan walked up the palace steps, came to the outside of the hall, pushed open the two heavy palace doors in front of him, and walked into the high and deep hall.

When he entered, he commanded all the doors and windows of the temple to be opened, and the curtains were tied. The sunset light shines into the main hall from all sides, and the murals on the palace wall are instantly illuminated. In the hazy golden light of the hall, the mountain is cuiwei, the city is lying horizontally, the city is majestic, the wind blows, the gods and goddesses are fluttering, lifelike.

Pei Xiaoyuan once again affirmed the ban on fire, and then, Yu Linlang and the others split up and began to search. The main hall and the left and right side halls, pavilions, middle floors, top floors, every corner and crevice, and places where foreign objects or people may be hidden, are all searched.

Several team leaders reported one after another, and there was no abnormality.

Pei Xiaoyuan stopped in the hall and looked around.

"Are you sure there's nothing missing?" He asked.

"The horses, when they see the places they can't see, they have already looked for them. There should be no omissions. ”

Pei Xiaoyuan stretched his eyes, his eyes wandered around the hall again, he looked at the sky outside that was gradually turning dim, and was about to order the team to close, and when the sky was good tomorrow, he continued to search carefully, when suddenly, he stopped.

The people waited for a moment, and saw that he was already looking down, looking at the ground at the foot of the pillar in front of him. As far as he looked, there was nothing there. The crowd was puzzled, and they did not dare to make a sound to disturb them.

He slowly lifted his eyes, his gaze hinting at him.

These are the people who have heard and used them under him before. After the actual cancellation of Lu Wusi, the original people entered the palace to make up for Yulin, and they had already had experience in cooperating with each other. Seeing this, although he did not know why, he knew that he must have discovered something, so he pretended that nothing had happened, and continued to act, and rummaged everywhere again.

Pei Xiaoyuan glanced at the foot of the pillar again.

On the smooth ground, through a ray of afterglow from the outside, he saw a small reflection of water.

Above his head was the hollow and towering roof of the main temple.

He didn't look up, he just picked up his bow and arrows, and then, like the feather forest lang who was searching everywhere around him, he walked up a staircase built into the side hall.

As soon as he entered and began to search, he climbed up to the side attic on the top floor and looked at the top beam in the middle of the main hall. At the time, he didn't notice anything unusual.

Today, the sky is fine, but there is a little water on the ground of the main hall.

If you guess correctly, this water should come from the top of your head.

He ascended to the top pavilion again, stopped behind the railing of a corridor, and once again swept his gaze over the roof of the temple that was level with him in front of him.

Chongtian Hall is not a ceiling of the Ming Dynasty, in addition to the corner pillars of the main hall, the top of the hall is supported by the other ten gold lacquer dragon pillars surrounded by several people, and the vertical and horizontal tic-tac-toe beams are erected layer by layer, and then by many gold beams and countless melon pillars, together to construct the space of the top of the palace, so as to support this magnificent palace with a total height of more than 250 feet on the foundation. All the beams and columns are carved and painted, and they are magnificent.