All The Male Leads Have Blackened

It was dark at night, and the bugs kept hiding in the grass, and the horseshoes rang from the bluestone road on the street, especially quickly, seeming to be anxious.

Li Yun tied the horse to the stern post in front of the other courtyard.

The door was painted red, and the lanterns hanging in front had spider webs, and there was no light at all. He stood at the front and knocked, and no one responded.

No one seemed to live in this house.

Li Yun glanced at the eaves, his face was ugly, and he slammed the door a few feet, making a sudden bang. He turned to look for the steps, stepped on it, jumped up, grabbed his hand against the wall, climbed up and looked down.

The yard is not big, it's still a light. Fortunately, the moonlight is bright and can be seen faintly. It is very messy, and the wall is full of grass and weeds. Obviously, no one cares for a long time.

He rolled over, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, he started yelling.

Yesterday, he managed to pry the prime minister's mouth open and asked the Tibetan where he was.

One way is that the trees are scattered and scattered. This place has some weeds. The waiters are supposed to run early. I just don't know if she is still there.

Thinking of this, my heart was panicked.

Without movement, he went to look for them one by one. Looking through four or five rooms, there were some clothes and jewelry, but none of them saw it. Li Yun pursed her lips tightly and pushed open the last door. As soon as she stepped in, she felt a cool wind in her head.

He hurried away, looked back, and the stick came over again.

Li Yun stopped the man directly and scolded, "Who!"

The man was stiff, and Li Yun suddenly heard a cry. He was really sad. He kept his eyes on God and looked at it. He suddenly suffocated. The woman had already flung him into his arms. To find you. But I don't know where you are. "

Li Yun wiped the tears on her face and listened to her with pity.

"Fortunately, you haven't left, otherwise we're afraid we'll miss another period of time."

The two went out, and the door was locked from the inside, and they took a lot of things to resist. The woman held a handkerchief and wiped her tears: "I was thinking of staying here alone, but also waiting for death, I might as well go to you and fight instead."

"Unexpectedly, someone took your folding fan and said, let me wait here, you will find it, buy a lot of food and drink."

Li Yun opened the door and frowned, and the door creaked. He suddenly wondered when he heard it, and he turned his head: "Who did this?"

The woman froze for a moment and thought back, "It is said that it was the concubine concubine in the palace who sent someone over."

Li Yun snorted, looked up at the sky, paused as he walked forward, took a seat on the steps, took off his shoes, and poured out stones. She had known for a long time, but she kept it out so that he could work hard.

He didn't hide it at all, and told him plainly that he was just playing tricks. It is also a warning, do not have a different heart, otherwise there will always be a law to rule him.

Like his dad, he is unethical.

Li Yun walked up to the horse, threw away the luggage he had packed for the run, and pulled the woman into the horse: "I'll take you to a safe place first. This city is going to be messy."

The woman had doubts in her heart, and looked at him side by side, but saw that the horns were cold.

The house behind was lit, and the blazing fire became hot.

That night, Fu Xuan and Cen Simiao had just fallen asleep, and he was so sleepy that he was rarely so tired. Put her hands on her waist.

Cen Simiao was very mental, opened her eyes and glanced at the window.

She rolled over, Fu Xuan's eyelids moved, and she opened her eyes immediately. Her eyes were still dull. Cen Simiao yawned and slumbered.

He said, "Be nice, just rest."

Before waiting for Cen Simiao to answer, she suddenly heard the drums of the palace door knocking loudly. Fu Xuan sat up instantly, her body stiff.

Drums will never sound unless something big happens.

Cen Simiao lowered her eyelids and glanced at the door of the palace, where there were already guards waiting outside, and she kept talking about the bad things. Fu Xuan hurried out of bed and asked what happened over the door.

She hooked the corner of her mouth, Fu Xuan turned around to appease Cen Simao, and she quickly lowered her head and hugged the quilt, seeming to be afraid.

The **** outside shook his body and knelt down on the ground: "The emperor, Lord Li has reversed."

Hold for a moment.

Wherever Li Yun's troops came, he was not afraid to rely on just the point in his hand, and he dared to do so. The guard was terrified and still calmed down.

"Li Yun's group of soldiers and horses have not been able to come in outside the city. After hearing the news from the belligerents, some sword hilts bear the former Prime Minister's mark."

Fu Xuanchi clenched his fist.

In battle, there are fewer soldiers in the city, but the terrain is dominant, and it is not easy to attack. I was struggling to fight outside the city, for fear of sending reinforcements from a distance, when the results fell short.

It was not easy for both sides to play.

Fu Xuan's brow has never stretched, and she hasn't slept for several days. Her eyes are dark and black, and her anger is particularly strong. Cen Simiao stayed in the hall, and didn't even move forward.

But he turned the other way and took time out two or three days to come and see. Cen Simiao is still the same, with a cold attitude. Fu Xuan directly lay down on her, leaning against the collarbone, closing her eyes and falsely squinting.

Especially tired.

Cen Simiao was impatient, pushed a few times, and Fu Xuan said, "Don't move, let me hug for a while."

The palace began to shrink and eat less, and the number of dishes decreased significantly. The transportation was cut off in the city, and the vegetables outside could not be delivered, so we had to save eating.

Cen Simiao's meals have not changed, because Fu Xuan moved the place to eat to her, and the dishes of the two people are still so much together.

Fu Xuan gave her a bowl of soup, the heat was rising, and it smelled especially sweet.

She looked over and Fu Xuan's rare brow was mild. He lowered his head to sandwich the vegetables and sent them to Cen Simiao's dish.

Cen Simiao took a bite.

After waiting for time, Fu Xuanrao continued to add food with interest.

Cen Simiao finished eating.

He bent his eyes: "No matter what, it won't make you hungry."

That being said, Fu Xuan did the same. Cen Simiao is still the same in the harem, leisurely, if not looking at the **** next to her, the expression on her face is anxious day by day, people who do n’t know would think she was going to be the queen.

Fu Xuan was calm in front of people, and did not mess up. Including Cen Simiao, in addition to the panic that he learned that Li Yun was rebellious, the rest of the time was very stable.

In the early morning, Cen Simiao was lying on the bed, confused.

Suddenly feeling a heavy hand, she immediately awakened, Fu Xuan was sitting by the bed, staring straight at her. Ceng Simiao felt a little guilty at the moment, and her eyelashes trembled: "Why don't you wake up the emperor?"

He didn't answer, he stroked her hand and lowered his eyes, his eyes remained undisguised: "What if he loses?"

Cen Simiao was surprised.

Fu Xuan was extremely serious and asked again.

She pinched the pillow, her hair became messy, and she could not hear her emotions: "You are the emperor, how can you lose?"

Fu Xuan stared for a while, dissatisfied: "Perfunctory."

Cen Smiao pursed her lips: "Then you lost ..."

He didn't finish talking, he was not happy: "Why are you looking forward to losing?"

She was silent, and closed her eyes to sleep. Fu Xuan was standing beside, sighing occasionally, Cen Simiao listened really, and her heart was agitated.

I was about to fall asleep, and suddenly I heard: "Will you send someone to **** you out?"

She opened her eyes, and Fu Xuan was especially sincere. Cen Simiao yawned and said, "The courtier listened to the emperor."

Holding her hand to loosen, Fu Xuan's face didn't look good, her eyebrows were angered, Cen Simiao seemed to be unaware, and her eyes were still closed. He couldn't hold her nose.

Suddenly out of breath, Cen Simiao opened her mouth to breathe.

He raised his eyebrow.

Cen Simiao was already sleepy, Leng Buding was awoken by his toss, his brain was a bit dull, and the irritability he had just endured just now, all rushing up, and slapped him on the arm.

Breaking away, his face flushed with anger: "You can rest assured that the ministers will not leave, and you must stay with the emperor. Seeing you close your eyes, the officials are at ease."

If disrespectful, blurt out.

For a moment, Fu Xuanyu smiled, bending his eyes, especially cheerful.

Eventually, the general situation has gone, the city is running out of food, the supporters and horses have not yet arrived, and watching the city gate is about to be broken. Over the years, several emperors have been replaced, and the people have long been numb.

When Fu Xuangang ascended the throne, the people did not dare to say it, but they knew in their hearts that the emperor had to change, but he did not expect that he would become an emperor for a long time.

The palace was in chaos. The concubines and ministers were trying to escape, but they were trapped in the city and couldn't get out. I thought I could surrender. Fu Xuanchi said aloud, looking at them was particularly annoying.

The guards in the palace were loyal. They could not tie Fu Xuan to the enemy, but they could only persuade them.

Fu Xuan only said one word. He would not blame him if he could survive on the crisis. But do n’t blame him for doing something stupid and not keeping it alive.

That's it, the ministers dare not say any more.

A few days later, the gate was broken.

Fu Xuan was sitting on the hall, and Cen Simiao accompanied him. He looked at the people in the palace like headless flies, desperately trying to escape. Clenched Cen Simiao's hand.

She tilted her head: "Emperor, is it really impossible?"

Fu Xuan looked at the temple, everything was familiar, and finally his eyes fell on the door of the temple: "Well, it's gone."

He didn't see this scene for the first time. When the emperor rebelled, he led him around. At that time, I won, my heart was very excited, but there was nothing going on.

Uneasy to talk about.

It was a little different now.

He suddenly looked at Cen Simiao: "You have to stay with me."

She was so obedient for the first time in these days and nodded.

Fu Xuan grabbed the corner of her mouth, stretched her hands to hold her, her eyelashes trembled, stared at the panicked person in front of the temple door, pursed her lips, and called her.

Cen Simiao looked up.

He drew a dagger out of his sleeve, and gave it heavy to her.

"Hold it, just in case."

Pause for a while, is this to protect her: "Emperor, don't you want to stay with me?"

He raised an eyebrow. "This is sharper, it doesn't hurt that much."

Cen Simiao snorted.

After a while, the sound of neat footsteps passed into the ears, the sound of the sword collision getting closer and closer, Fu Xuan guarded her behind, her back straight, staring at the front.

Li Yun's figure gradually appeared, full of sternness.

But for a while, the temple was full of soldiers, and they all pulled out their knives and looked especially sharp.

Li Yun looked at the person behind Fu Xuan and pursed his lips. At this moment, he still pretended not to know what he was thinking. He bent his eyes and said to Fu Xuan, "Emperor, I haven't seen you for a few days. How is your health?"

Fu Xuan sat on the dragon chair, suddenly stood up, and did not lose the momentum to him at all, some condescended, "I really look down on you."

Li Yun touched his nose, especially sincerely: "You haven't underestimated me, I'm just so patient, thanks to someone for pointing me."

Cen Simao hid behind him, Fu Xuan felt her hands shaking, and lowered her head and said, "If you are afraid, bite on my arm."

Then he said to Li Yun, "Come on, hurry up. At this time, there is so much nonsense."

Li Yun raised a brow and walked forward. Fu Xuan took a guard's sword to kill him while he wasn't paying attention, his eyebrows were fierce.

The soldiers had been ordered not to move, he took a few moves, looked at the enemy, and suddenly a flower bloomed in front of him, his sword stabbed at his heart.

Fu Xuan felt that her back was hot, and Cen Simao leaned forward, thinking she was scared, and her movement was slower. Li Yun turned around and restrained him, and the soldiers surrounded him.

Fu Xuan focused on Cen Simiao and whispered to see if she was hurt.

Cen Simiao looked up at him, her eyes down, and took out the dagger.

He paused, his eyes clear, and he was about to finish her by himself, and was about to take the dagger from his hand.

She moved her arm and dagger stuck to Fu Xuan's face.

He froze, some did not understand.

Cen Simiao bent her eyes, the coquettishness between her brows revealed, her tone slowly: "I managed to take the emperor's place and accompany you to death. Is it crazy?"