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When Huang Hao came back, he was holding a food box in his hand. He sniffed the smell of food in the air with a strange expression, as if he was in an unbelievable state.

When he saw his master coming out with a bowl of rice in his hands, with a smile on his lips, his jaw almost dropped in shock.

He risked his life and went to the city. He had just come out of the bloody battle, and the bloody smell on his body hadn't disappeared. Looking at the warm scene in front of him, Huang Hao's facial muscles twitched, and those who didn't know thought it was a couple.

Dazed by the thoughts in his heart, Huang Hao tightened his grip on the food box. It would be a good thing if the prince could get out of the cage that trapped him.

However, if Cheng Wuyong dared to have any troubles, he would definitely try his best to get rid of them.

Shen Mo walked out of the kitchen, nodded to Huang Hao, and stepped into the main room.

Huang Hao, who had stood outside for a while, also walked in. He looked at the two sitting at the table eating quietly, more harmonious than he expected. What happened in those days that made their relationship like this...

Lifting the food box in his hand, Huang Hao asked, "Master, this..."

"Eat it at night." Liu Yan didn't look up, picked the bowl of green vegetables with chopsticks, picked out one that was sure to be ripe, and put it in his mouth, "How is it? The rats are all taken down?"

Huang Hao swept his gaze away from Silence, "Well, none of them escaped."

Then there was only the sound of chewing food, as if isolated, but actually shielded, Commander Huang went out silently with the food box, and poured a cup of tea to digest everything he saw.

Liu Yan frowned, and suddenly said, "I don't eat ginger."

so?Shen Mo was confused, spit out the chicken bone in his mouth, and looked up.

"Didn't you just look for ginger to eat?" Liu Yan's eyes darkened.

The corner of Shen Mo's mouth twitched, he used chopsticks to find out the sliced ​​ginger in his bowl of chicken soup, and ate it all pretending to like it very much.

The taste of ginger in his mouth made his taste buds a little numb, and Shen Mo vomited blood in his heart. Who said he likes ginger?

In the evening, the wind stopped, the snow stopped, and everything was just beginning.

In the north of the city, black shadows flew past the wall and disappeared in the direction of the imperial city.

Huiyuan 37 Years New Year's Eve

For the people in the city, it is a reunion festival, eating hot meals, and watching the night with their relatives, but for An Ping, the chief eunuch who has served in the Temple of Apocalypse for most of his life, it is an event that he will never dare to recall again. day.

That soul-stirring night will definitely become the most terrifying memory in the life of the entire palace survivors.

A sound of hurried and orderly horseshoes resounded on the east street of the capital city, stepping on the bluestone road, and the soldiers divided into three groups and went straight to the imperial city amidst the lights of thousands of houses.

Night, finally messed up.

The third prince Liu Ji and the fifth prince Liu Fu led their armed soldiers all the way and stood exhausted in the Vanity Palace. Starting from here, as long as they killed all the obstacles, they could stand in the Hall of Apocalypse they yearned for.

"Kill." Liu Yi waved his hand and gave an order, pointing his sword in the direction of the Hall of Apocalypse, and rushed over first, the sharp blade of rebellion pierced the tranquility of the last fortress of the palace.

But in a moment, the imperial palace seemed to be baptized by blood from beginning to end.

In the Temple of Apocalypse, the servant who rushed to report the news trembled and stuttered. Anping was shocked on the spot. He tried his best to calm down and told everyone not to panic, but he couldn't restrain his trembling. He looked at The sick old man on the bed knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, King Yi followed and led troops into the palace, and the prince has already led the troops..."

"Yu...stupid...Hong...Hong'er..." Qian Yudi's chest heaved vigorously, his breathing was extremely difficult, his face was more terrifying than that of a dead person, and he was about to lose his breath at any time.

A servant from outside the hall stumbled in and fell on the ground: "Your... Your Majesty, King Yan led 500 cavalry into the palace to escort them, and they have stopped the rebels outside the gate of the hall!"

Anping paused, King Yan's appearance was too timely, his heart suddenly felt cold, it would take three or four days to travel day and night from Jiangbei City to the capital...

Is this escort or another conspiracy?

Emperor Gan Yu kept coughing. He shook his hands to wipe off the blood around his mouth. He was panting heavily, and his weak breathing was intermittent. "Pass down the decree. Chen Jin, the leader of Jinyiwei, will lead 1000 people to suppress it."

After the words fell, Chen Jin, who appeared outside the hall at an unknown time, raised his sword, "Your Majesty, please forgive me for not being able to go in the end."

"what for?"

"The master of the last general has issued a military order an hour ago, requesting the last general to protect the emperor."

Anping swayed, Jinyiwei has always been managed by one person himself, who is the master in Chen's mouth?King Yan?

Swords collided outside the wall, screams shook the sky, and the rebellion was stopped on the main road leading to the gate of the palace. Liu Yi and Liu Fu were at the end of the road, forced by their pride and excessive self-esteem, they slayed themselves by the sword and died. At that moment, his eyes were still looking at the Temple of Apocalypse.

Liu Yan raised his hand, arrows rained down, blood splashed on the gravel road, and all the rebels were sent to hell.

The originally relaxed heart saw that the person who was supposed to be by his side disappeared, Liu Yan shouted, "What about him?"

"It was still there just now." Huang Hao looked around and suggested, "Master, the most urgent thing is to go to Tianqi Hall first."

Liu Yan remained motionless, with a cold face, "This king wants to see him, he's alive." He waved his hands to let his men look around.

In the Qiongyu Palace adjacent to the Temple of Apocalypse, everyone who was anxiously looking for stood under the lamp with a pale complexion, threw something in his arms, and Zhang Yuan on the opposite side reached out to catch it and handed it to Leng Wuhen.

"I'm surprised he gave it to me, isn't it?" Silent seemed to be talking to himself, his eyes couldn't see the emotion clearly, "It's really unpleasant to get something that I spent a lot of time thinking about. After all, I Still backed him."

The last sentence was very light, but it failed to escape the ears of the three people present. They looked over together and saw that the young man's thin figure seemed to be covered with a layer of weariness, tired of this world.

He didn't respond to the gazes of those people, and drooped his eyes in silence. He also only found out not long ago. I don't know when Liu Yan put it on him.

It may have been put in when they slept side by side for a short time before departure, or it may have been put in while he was not paying attention and on horseback.

After a few moments, knowing that time is running out, I silently looked at Qiu Ye, "I want to talk to him."

The expression on Leng Wuhen's face darkened, and he didn't say a word.

Sneering lightly, Mo Mo met his murderous gaze, "Why, you don't trust your wife?" He was sure that Leng Wuhen would not kill him, so he wanted to do something at the end.

Patting Qiuye's hand, Leng Wuhen said softly, "Ye'er, go."

Qiu Ye bent the corners of her lips, hummed, and went out with Shen Shen, and came back not long after, and the other person was no longer seen.

Leaving the silence of Qiongyu Palace and walking back, he saw a neat row of black armored soldiers. His footsteps became faster and faster, and finally he ran. When he ran to the original place without stopping, there was no sign of that person. .

The wind was getting colder, and there were only large areas of blood and overlapping remains of severed limbs on the ground. The bloody smell in the air was inhaled into the lungs. Silently wiped off the cold sweat from the forehead, and for the first time tore off the calmness on the face. It was extremely uneasy, but extremely terrifying .

When he stood in front of Leng Wuhen and questioned him, the other party said coldly, "I only promise not to kill him here, whoever makes him stupid enough to think you ran out of the palace will go out to find you alone."

Liu Yan is not the useless prince Liu Hong, he is not only powerful, but also has the ability to plan and govern the country. How could Leng Wuhen let the tiger go back to the mountain?Mo Mo's heart tightened, he got on his horse and galloped out, and no one stopped him wherever he passed.

The cold wind poured into the Hall of Apocalypse, the lamps flickered, and the sound of the wheelchair rubbing against the ground was very clear in the oppressive hall. A man in green clothes with a haughty face was sitting on a chair, and behind him was an elegant young man in white clothes with clear eyes. Looking at Anping with a horrified face, he smiled slightly, without any malice.

"You...you..." Seeing the man's face, Qian Yudi's dizzy pupils widened, "Rong'er...Rong'er..."

Leng Wuhen's face was cold, "It's my concubine mother." After finishing speaking, he took out a kit, and at that moment, Qian Yudi's eyes were obviously moved.

Anping next to her kept swallowing her saliva. 35 years ago, there was a delicate maid beside the queen. The emperor gave her the name Furong, which meant purity and flawlessness.

Can't be wrong, similar looks...

This person entered the Tianqi Palace as if he had entered the land of no one, which is enough to explain too much information, I am afraid that both King Yan and the crown prince are in danger.

It is sad and deplorable that brothers kill each other, but in the end, it falls into the hands of a person who should have died for more than 30 years.

Looking at his legs, Qian Yudi sighed, "I feel that I owe your biological mother what happened back then. Tell me what you want."

Leng Wuhen raised his deep eyes, and raised his lips lightly, "I want this Temple of Apocalypse."

A few words fell, as if ice and snow had sealed the palace door, in an instant, the bone-eating cold spread, Anping had forgotten to breathe, he could almost hear the footsteps of death approaching a little bit.

Emperor Gan Yu's face turned pale, and he said angrily after a while, "Your identity is unknown, how can you stabilize the world?"

"The prime minister is my benefactor, and he will suppress the court affairs properly. As for the identity..." Leng Wuhen smiled faintly, "Royal father, my mother and concubine are watching you underground, she hopes you can do it for me." Her son do something."

Anping's feet softened, and he knelt on the ground. He heard an old voice, "I can give it to you, but your brothers..."

The second half of the conversation was interrupted by an indifferent voice, Leng Wuhen raised his head and looked at him, "Liu Yi and Liu Fu have already committed suicide, Liu Hong threw off the soldiers and fled, fell off his horse on the way, and died on the spot, as for Liu Yan... "

His tone paused, "Probably went down to see some of his brothers."

Emperor Qianyu spat out a mouthful of blood, and grabbed the hand on the edge of the bed vigorously, "You...you are really ruthless!"

"I learned from my father." Leng Wuhen spit out in a lukewarm voice. From the beginning to the end, he held Qiuye's hand, and it seemed that he was not as calm as his face.

Living in the dark for 35 years, the backlog of hatred has already destroyed his soul. If it weren't for the company of people around him, he wouldn't be able to survive now.

Except for Anping and Qiuye who were present, no one knew what happened that night. When the jade seal was covered, Emperor Qian Yu stared at the magnificent and cold Tianqi Palace. No one knew what he saw with the smile on his face at the end , or thought of something.

On the first day of Huiyuan's 38th year, it was announced to the world that the long-lost prince had returned by God's will, led the decree to ascend the throne, and changed the country's name to Chengtian.

In May, the deals made by courtiers from all over the country were smoothed out one by one, and the court gradually stabilized. The topics discussed by the people after tea and dinner had long since changed. Have a good day at home.

The empress seal that caused a big wave before also faded away, but the harem was full of gloom, and the eunuchs and maids were breathing heavily when they walked, fearing that they would be dragged out and hacked if they made a louder voice.

The queen suffered from a strange disease, she became thinner day by day, depressed all day long, and the imperial physicians were helpless. For this reason, many imperial physicians in the imperial hospital have already lost their lives.

Leng Wuhen touched Qiuye's thinned cheek, "How?"

Seeing the expressionless young man leaning on the bedpost, Leng Wuhen looked cold, flicked his sleeves, and threw an object over, "I will do what I say."

Shen Mo put away the gold medal, and said in a faint voice, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Then he fed a yellow pill into Qiuye's mouth, "Don't worry, I won't be so stupid as to think that I can walk out of the palace alive after harming him."

But this heart disease cannot be cured by medicine.

He didn't say this, he took out all the last ten pills, looked at the intimate scene of Leng Wuhen and Qiu Ye pressing their foreheads, and silently backed away.

Walking out of the hall, the sun was shining brightly, but there were dark clouds in Shen Mo's heart. A scene that had been plotted for a long time came to an end. Everyone acted very well, but he felt that he was wrong from the beginning.

He misunderstood the change in Liu Yan's attitude towards him, and underestimated Qiu Ye's carefulness and persistence. He didn't want to reveal what happened ten years ago, and Qiu Ye wouldn't believe it, but who would have expected that there would be someone who knew the truth? Those who existed, happened to be found by Qiu Ye.

If it continues like this, if Qiu Ye, who has become depressed and ill, doesn't get rid of her heart knot, she may be unable to recover.

Rubbing between his brows, he walked out of the palace in silence, and said in his heart, "111, it's time to take me to him."

In Taohua Village, Xiling Township, an old man who has made a living by fishing for generations went out to salvage a man in his early thirties, with many horrific wounds on his body and only a faint breath.

With the kindness of saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, the old man took the man home. He didn't have good medicinal materials, and he couldn't afford a doctor, so the old man went to the mountain to collect medicinal herbs and used them to heal his wounds.

Probably God didn't want to take his life back. Half a month later, the man woke up, but he forgot where he came from, forgot his past, and only remembered one name, Cheng Wuyong.

Until one day, the old man returned to him the bamboo tube he found in the man's close-fitting clothes. It was a letter, and the man read it surprisingly seriously.

That day, when the old man saw the man squatting on the threshold in a daze, he thought, probably because he remembered the lost relatives, that's why he cried so sadly.

People in the village gradually came into contact with the tall, handsome man, who behaved strangely and was diligent and capable in doing things. Later, the villagers called him Dasha. Often at that time, the man would show an innocent smile, Those little girls in the village were ashamed of their overly seductive smiles, they dared not express their feelings, only dared to secretly fall in love with her.

As the days passed, the man recovered and sat at the entrance of the village every day, staring at the distance and concentrating seriously.

He himself didn't know what he was waiting for.