After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

I didn't expect things to evolve to this point. Yuan Rui was still immersed in the shock of Jia Gonglu speaking out for him. After a long time, he came back to his senses, looked around and said: "Your Majesty, the grass people are always alone. They have never become friends with anyone. The grass people ask your majesty to investigate thoroughly. If the grass people really collude with others, they will be killed in the city."

Zuo Pushe said hurriedly: "Yuan Langjun can't do it. Yuan Langjun is innocent to begin with, how can he be framed by others for no reason?"

Cui Shao on the side sneered when he heard this, "Yuan Langjun is so sincere and outspoken that it is really admirable. It's just that Mr. Jia, you said earlier that Pei Shangshu and Yuan Rui were suspected of colluding with the party, and

Now he is defending Yuan Rui, how can he not arouse suspicion? A certain person is willing to risk her life to protect Pei Shangshu and testify that she has never colluded with the rebels. If my husband, you, are in cahoots with Yuan Rui, it is true that the plot to trap Pei Shangshu is true. I wonder if Xianggong Jia is willing to imitate Yuan Rui and kill himself in the city. "

Listening to Cui Shao's words, Pei Jiaoran couldn't help but sneer. It turned out that Cui Shao was the driving force behind the scenes, and he also showed his hidden blade at this moment. As for Yuan Rui...

With his thoughts at this point, Pei Jiaoran turned to look at Yuan Rui.

Still wearing the same gray clothes. He is incompatible with the nobles in this palace.

Ignoring Cui Shao's aggressive words, Jia Gonglu sneered, "Cui Situ, the court has its own laws..."

The smell of ambergris is strong in the hall. Zhu Zhuyu opened the door, the spring sun shone on the floor through the hollow windows, and there was noisy discussion around. Yuan Rui felt a gloomy energy coiling in his chest, and the gorgeous purple, gold and jade in front of him turned into ferocious and dirty black shadows, screaming in a twisted manner. He suddenly laughed wildly, "It turns out I was wrong...I was too stupid." He turned to look at Pei Jiaoran, "You are right, Pei Shangshu, a person should have a little bit of wisdom to be able to distinguish between ourselves and our enemies."

No matter how strong the spring spirit is, no matter how warm the spring sun is. At this moment, nothing could melt the ice on Yuan Rui's chest. It was an existence formed by falling into despair after being poured into it with words like the wind.

Yuan Rui closed his eyes. In a daze, he seemed to see the green willow tree at the door of his house, the clear stream, and the shepherd boy riding a bull and playing the flute in the field. However, in the blink of an eye, this scene was shattered, replaced by the blood dripping from the fighting and iron horses. After the smoke and dust cleared, he saw the king and the prince, leading the ministers, standing on the Chengtian Gate, looking down at him.

All the illusions in his dreams kept emerging and then shattering in his eyes. Eventually, it turned into endless blood and darkness and enveloped him, pulling him into the abyss. As he fell into the darkness, he clearly heard sounds he had never heard before. Whether it was the code words of the conspirators or the whispers of the decision makers, thousands of different voices were lingering in his ears at this moment. He only heard one answer inside, that he should die.

The imperial power got an opportunity to hold the prime minister accountable, and the family got an opportunity to leave a cold-blooded mark on the poor family. And Hanmen will use his blood to pull the world into their opposition forever, letting countless people like him know that the world will never accept them. Everyone attaches great importance to this opportunity. Yuan Rui couldn't help but smile bitterly, it turned out that he was already standing on everyone's blade.

Yuan Rui closed his eyes, and the laughter that overflowed from his throat gradually receded. It seems that from this moment on, everything in the world and the Three Thousand Dao will abandon this cold body. He raised his already stiff body, raised his head to look at Wei Di, and then turned to look around. Everyone around him looked at him calmly with the same eyes. The sorrow in his eyes was incompatible with them. None of these people in front of him was more important than him. He had envied them and dreamed that one day he could wear purple and scarlet clothes like them and benefit the people of the world. But in the end, all that awaits him is wrapped up in a ragged mat, the world is his tomb, and he is alone in pursuing his own path.

Laughter and laughter are all guests, but this body is just a lonely one.

Yuan Rui smiled bitterly and said in a hoarse voice, "Forefathers said, 'A man who has a high position in the world is handsome and humble when he is a subordinate.' But I think there is no difference between a family and a poor family. Jia Xianggong, are you willing to testify for me?"

Glancing at Yuan Rui, Jia Gonglu's voice was calm, "There are differences in the pine trees and seedlings in the mountains. Yuan Jun is sincere. We are not without passion, but we all have our own ways. Yuan Jun speaks frankly. Although it is rare in the world, we and others It may not be impossible to imitate him. But since we have deprived you of your salary, we should leave this cold body to share your worries."

Yuan Rui smiled sarcastically when he heard this, "Okay... okay. This is the leader that the poor families are chasing and envying. It turns out that he is also afraid of death." He raised his head and glanced at the gorgeously carved caisson above his head. The clean and dull clothes on his body The robe still looked out of place with him. He looked at Emperor Wei and said, "It turns out that all the noble people in this room are not people of my faith. They only know how to exercise power in Chang'an, but they don't know the suffering of the people in the world. They talk about loyalty, filial piety and benevolence, but they are just sacrificing the lives of others in exchange for ascending to the throne. High position.”

Yuan Rui looked up to the sky and laughed, and suddenly stood up. Walking towards Emperor Wei step by step. However, Zhang Rang and the prince reacted at this time. One of them rushed forward to protect him, and the other stood in front of Emperor Wei. After hearing the news, the Shence Army rushed forward and pierced his thin body with the horizontal knife in their hands.

He was then dragged down by the Shence Army and pushed to the ground brutishly. Blood soaked his clothes. He raised his head and looked at Emperor Wei with burning eyes, "Your Majesty, I have no party members. All my words and deeds are for the country. Even if I die today, I have no regrets. I only hope that Your Majesty can learn from history and abolish the Privy Council. Pei Shangshu...you are different from them." After saying that, he took a deep breath and wrote on the ground with blood on his hands. Half way. I hope that those who share the same path with me can take me as a lesson and no longer have to suffer to the bone. May the rivers in this world be clear and the seas are clear, and there will be no hungry people in the four seas, and the world will be unified!"

The moment Yuan Rui's voice fell, the horizontal knife penetrated his body again. No one stopped, no one spoke up. Blood soaked the floor beneath him. Some people were lamenting, while others were looking away. There was blood dripping from the Shence Army's blade. However, in this palace full of splendor, the square inch stained by blood is inconspicuous.

In shock, the prince stepped aside from Emperor Wei.

At this moment, a thunderbolt suddenly flashed past, reflecting on everyone in the hall. Emperor Wei stared at the people in front of him with a chill in his eyes.

Just when all the ministers fell into silence. Only Pei Jiaoran silently walked up to Yuan Rui, took off his dark purple robe, and covered Yuan Rui's body. The smell of blood was also masked by the deep purple.

The heavy rain fell from the sky to the ground the moment the deep purple robe fell. It seems that heaven and earth are weeping for those who have been wronged.

But was Yuan Rui's death really related to injustice? But his death is the best way to put this matter to rest.

Under the gaze of Emperor Wei, Pei Jiaoran lifted his clothes and bowed his head to worship Emperor Wei.