purple yellow

The figure projected on the exquisite carved window seems to be nailed to it, never moving.

He has been looking at it for a long time, but he doesn't know what he is looking at and why.So he got up, walked over, and pushed open the heavy palace door with his own hands.

The blackness of the night surged, and the whiteness of the snow "exaggerated", and the extreme contrast allowed him to avoid being glaring.When it was opened again, what caught the eye was the bright red official uniform swaying in front of it in the breeze.

I was amazed for a moment, thinking that the surrounding scenery seemed to flow in an instant, and it seemed to be fresh.

But he knows that clouds are still clouds, the moon is still the moon, and people are still people as before.

The smile at him was the same as before, which made him smile back unconsciously.

He said, "Accompany me for a walk in the Royal Garden."

For the shadow cast on the ground, the latter closely follows the former.

The steps are surprisingly consistent, neither rush nor slow.

The black clothes at night don’t cover the corners, and the only things that can be captured are the carved and painted buildings and the majestic and multi-story buildings. Different from the grandeur under the sun, the palace at night always protrudes a kind of loneliness.The engraved dragon and phoenix on the window sill on the wall, in the dark and bright, only feel that the teeth and claws are strangely ferocious.

He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he walked out of the Jinde Palace through the corridor and around the duolou.

Although there is nothing to see in the royal garden with bare branches and cross trees, it is rare to feel comfortable, as if the irritability is being withdrawn from the body bit by bit.The coldness of the night can calm him down, and the people behind him also give him an indescribable sense of security and comfort.

He knew that Zhan Zhao had already seen through his irritability, so that smart man never disturbed him from the beginning to the end.What he appreciates most is Zhan Zhao.Apart from Yu Zhen in this palace, Zhan Zhao is the person who knows how to say the most appropriate words when they should speak and keep silent when they should not speak.

But what is he upset about?

But even he couldn't figure it out.

Walking along the line, unknowingly entered the Que Pavilion.He casually brushed the dust off the stone bench, and sat down to rest his feet.Seeing that Zhan Zhao was still standing, he couldn't help laughing and said, "What are you doing standing, sit down and rest."

With his sword in his chest, Zhan Zhao said: "How dare a humble minister overstep and sit with His Majesty..."

He waved his hand to interrupt what he didn't want to listen to, he smiled and said: "The rules are for people to see. Now it's just me and you, and I don't want to see, so why do you have to be extra 'rules'?"

Zhan Zhao smiled, stopped being polite, brushed off the stone bench on his right, and sat down.

Small talk is very pleasant.Unstoppable laughter burst out from between the two from time to time.

He had that thought again - Zhan Zhao and Yu Zhen are very similar.The so-called image does not refer to anything else, but refers to their peaceful attitude towards people.In their eyes, the emperor is a person, and the beggar is also a person, and there is not much difference.The so-called monarch and minister, if he doesn't put his status in front of him and make a gesture for others to observe, he is just a mortal.I hope to be understood by others, and I hope that others will look at me with a level eye, so that I can forget all the "overwhelming heights" and take them lightly and feel at ease.

That's why he chose Yuzhen among many people, didn't he?

If he can really interpret their attachment in the name of "love"...

This Que Pavilion is built on the rocks of Taihu Lake. The terrain is quite high. Looking from the pavilion, you can fully take Jinde Palace into your eyes.The original cold palace may be related to the winter, and it looks more and more desolate.

Sighing with emotion, he said: "The Jinde Palace is the closest to the Leng Palace in the imperial city. It was built by Emperor Taizong for a concubine who should have been put into the Leng Palace. In the eyes of most people, this place is the same as the Leng Palace. It's no different." Looking back at Zhan Zhao, knowing that he was waiting for him to finish speaking, he said, "Guard Zhan, tell me that if I really love Concubine Yu, should she be wronged like this?"

Zhan Zhao smiled lightly: "Your Majesty really thinks that Concubine Yu has been wronged?"

"perhaps."

"If Your Majesty really thinks that way, don't you still not know your own feelings?" His eyes drifted into the distance, his pupils were full of deep eyes, "If you love someone, you will consider everything for the other person. Maybe in the heart of Concubine Yu, she feels wronged But His Majesty is not necessarily."

"How to say?"

"In order to give your empress status, His Majesty disobeyed the Empress Dowager for the first time. The Empress Dowager had a lot of complaints about this, and His Majesty endured it alone. The Empress must have known about it. So be careful in everything. Your Majesty must not want to give Your Majesty another chance. Trouble."

He laughed: "Why do I feel that you seem to understand Concubine Yu's intentions better than I do. It's too suspicious, the emperor is easy to be suspicious."

The corner of Zhan Zhao's mouth could be seen twitching, as if he wanted to pull out a smile in response to his unsophisticated joke.However, the movements that were too rigid never took place.After a moment of silence, Zhan Zhao spit out: "I understand. Because I have loved before."

"I heard you had someone you liked before, didn't you?"

As if wanting to avoid the topic, Zhan Zhao got up and walked to the side of the pavilion pillar, without answering a word.

Sitting, he only saw half of Zhan Zhao's expression.But this half is enough.

The tightly pursed lips could feel the clenching of the teeth; the brows were honest after all, and they couldn't help frowning slightly.Zhan Zhao's eyes looked into the distance, but he always felt that Zhan Zhao was seeing farther away, watching with his heart's eyes——looking at that heart's remembrance.

He somewhat knew about it. Two years ago, Zhan Zhao, who had always been dedicated to his duties, took an unprecedented three-month leave. After one month, Bao Zheng suddenly asked him for the holy medicine for the imperial use. It is said that Zhan Zhao was injured on duty.He sent Xue Liang away because he was worried, but he heard that the woman who had a three-year relationship with Zhan Zhao had passed away, and the death of that woman seemed to be related to Zhan Zhao, so her family didn't understand very much, and sent the former Zhan Zhao, who was going to mourn, was rushed out and seriously injured.

At this moment, is that person whose mind is wandering far away chasing that ray of soul that he can no longer hold?Still thinking about her, loving her?Do you want to continue that fruitless love?

He wanted to ask a lot, but that expression made him unable to bear to ask any more, and he couldn't bear to force him to push away the fragility in that person's heart.However, he still couldn't help it, maybe the opening of his mouth wasn't a question, but just his ignorant emotion.

"What, after all, is love?"

Yes, he was just lamenting.I've been thinking about this a lot lately.He should be in love with Yuzhen, right?However, why do you always feel inexplicably missing something?

With an expression of no longer "wandering", the black eyes fixedly looked back at him.

"When I no longer resemble myself." Zhan Zhao said.

When you no longer look like yourself?

What do you mean?

Just as he was about to ask what happened, he heard a shout like thunder.

"God emperor, accept your order!"

Perhaps, the innocence will be thundered.

He felt a flash of lightning in front of his eyes, which made him suddenly unable to see anything.There is only the whistling of the wind in my ears, followed by——

"Long live, be careful!".

The shout was like a sharp sword, cutting the whiteness of his eyes.He finally saw who was jumping at him.

It's Zhan Zhao!And slowly blooming behind him was the sneer of the man named Han Mengfei who was let go by him.

Bodies hitting each other, heavy and unbearable.Unable to stand still, the two fell to the ground together.

"Guard Zhan?" Trying to sit up, he pushed away Zhan Zhao who was covering him.Touching it involuntarily, it was stained with blood.Terrified, he hugged Zhan Zhao tightly and looked at his back, where a flying cloud dart was inserted deep into his heart.

"Guard Zhan!" Unable to control himself in horror, he glared at Han Mengfei angrily, "You!"

Han Mengfei was still sneering, as ruthless as a god of death, just like the ice front in his hand.

Just when the icy sword tip was stabbing at him, the sound of "help" suddenly sounded one after another, and the waves seemed to spread out of the sky.The assassin froze for a moment, turned around and left without warning.Even he was dumbfounded by such a development.

Numerous guards quickly rushed to surround him, but he couldn't feel their presence at all.All eyes are on Zhan Zhao who took the dart for him.Because that person was in his arms, suffering and panting, and he felt every movement and struggle deeply.

With blurred vision and short and rapid breathing, what he saw was the man with pale face trying to open his lips.

"Guard Zhan, don't talk." Looking up, he kept calling and asking, "Where's the imperial physician? Why hasn't the imperial physician arrived yet?"

"His Majesty……."

The popularity in his arms was like gossamer, which made his eyes heat up, and his hugging arms tightened.He comforted: "You rest quietly. I will save you, no matter what, I will definitely save you."

"...Your Majesty, you...you are fine...you can rest assured..."

The trembling hands stretched out, as if they were climbing with all their strength.He rushed to meet him, trying to catch it, but...

——When a person goes up, he always has to go through untold hardships, but it only takes a moment to fall.

Unlike the slow and difficult stretching, the falling of the hand is surprisingly fast, and the fingers only brush each other, and they have already missed it.

The heart stopped for a moment and stopped beating.Just when he was most in a trance, he suddenly heard the sound of his heart falling to the ground and breaking.It's not pain, but a kind of loss that can't adapt.

"Zhanwei..." He called softly, just to make sure that everything was not his illusion.

Dead... Zhan Zhao died...?

He just said that he would save him, how could he let him die like this?

He is a king, a ninety-five supreme being, and he is a man of his word.

No, absolutely not.

He must save him, he must be able to save him.

Without any thought, the lips are covered.

Forget who told him that people's breaths are interlinked. The Buddha said that if a person loses his breath, the breath of a person can also "cross".

He wanted to save him, so he didn't hesitate.

Did the thunder that was about to fall fall a little later?

Why didn't I feel the roar of thunder hit the top of my head until the moment my lips touched?

Bean-sized sweat dripped onto the bed quilt.Breathing heavily, he couldn't stop, as if he wanted to vent out all the unbearable throbbing in his chest, and as if...waiting for the slight numbness on his lips to fade away.

Touching his lips and teeth with his fingertips, he groped for the illusion that quickly receded after waking up—the remnants of an unreal dream.

The beauty beside her was alarmed, and Ying woke up with a cry.

With drowsy eyes, Concubine Yu leaned on Zhao Zhen's shoulder and asked with concern: "Long live, what are you doing..."

Without warning, Zhao Zhen hugged that soft body and pressed it down, and the kiss fell down.With a quick touch, he sealed Tan's question, and said, "It's nothing, it's just a nightmare."

Yes, a nightmare.

Afterwards, there was a deep and long kiss, prying open the teeth, lingering, unyielding and unyielding, as if trying to suck out the air in each other's chest until they suffocate.

Leaving Concubine Yu's lips again, he found that the beauty under him was panting and smiling, her eyelids closed smoothly, but her long eyelashes trembled as if unable to withstand the passion in her heart.He could understand that kind of smile, only a woman immersed in happiness could have such a beautiful and peaceful smile.

Yuzhen loves herself.Of course I love her too...

"Go to sleep." Gently kissing his lover's forehead, Zhao Zhen hugged Concubine Yu and lay down again in the dragon tent.

Night, quiet and empty.

His eyes were blankly open, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.The fingers automatically caressed the corners of the upper lips, gently stroking from one end to the other.

There is still the taste of jade concubine on it, delicate and moist, sweet with a unique fragrance of women. ...It's completely different from the tingling and tingling touch in the dream...

Thinking stopped suddenly.He tapped his forehead, knocking away the incomprehension that filled his head.

What do you want to do with those things that you have and don’t have?This dream was inexplicable and far-fetched.He knew Zhan Zhao's abilities, let alone being killed, if he wanted to hurt him, how easy was it?It's weird to have such a dream, but I still dream of myself... To save my breath...

The corner of his mouth was pulled in a funny way.His eyes moved unconsciously to the figure reflected in the window.I saw the black outline stable but not shaken.

This happened to make him inexplicably feel like his heart was blocked by something.

Feeling that the concubine Yu beside her was already fast asleep, Zhao Zhen thought: Since she doesn't feel sleepy, she should just wake up.So I tiptoed out of bed and got dressed.

Dreams are too real, often making people unable to discern the real reality.

Is the real truth now?Is he really sober?

If he was sober, why did he feel that the neon shirt of his dream came again the moment he pushed open the palace gate?

The first glance is like the interweaving of black and white, and the second is like the red "diffusion" of official clothes.Then, as always, a smile was placed in the depths of her pupils, and as always, the wind was blowing on her face.

Back—yet—stiff.

Of course, the stiffness was only momentary.

Zhao Zhen's inability to give feedback was due to the overwhelmed images that came in a row, which were too similar to the dream.But he has never been a muddleheaded person, whether he is dreaming or waking up, he knows it well.He knew why Zhan Zhao was able to wait respectfully by the door.It seemed that he had heard the "movement" inside.

Zhao Zhen coughed in embarrassment, looked around, but couldn't see Xue Liang, so he asked, "Where's Xiao Xue?"

"I saw that Eunuch Xue's face was tired, and I thought he was too busy with the New Year's work recently. I thought that there would be nothing to do in the middle of the night, so I asked him to go back and rest. This is my own decision, please His Majesty condemns."

Zhao Zhen noticed a faint smile hidden on Zhan Zhao's extremely suppressed face, he raised his eyebrows and said: "You ministers are full of sincerity and fear, forgiving your sins for a while, and conceding your sins for a while, making me, the emperor, seem like It's not humane. In fact, I'm absolutely certain that I won't blame you, will I?"

"That's Long Live Haihan."

"I don't think I can do without Haihan. If you punish you for such a small matter, I will have a headache from your Master Bao playing the book." Hehe smiled, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Accompany me to the Imperial Garden for a walk."

Zhao Zhen walked quickly and slowly.Just like the contradiction in his heart at the moment.

"Accompany me to the Imperial Garden for a walk."

To say that was not to say that he really wanted to take a walk.

It was indeed an idea, whim, contradictory.

Because he wants to verify—is the past in the dream necessarily true?

In the dream, we walked the same road and saw the same scenery.In fact, he also knows that he is ridiculous, so what is so strange about the coincidence of dream and reality?He walks this road every day, and it is not surprising that the surrounding scenery does not change every day.On the contrary, the snowfall all over the sky obscured the vision, making people feel a little bit indistinguishable from reality and illusion.

He walked ahead, and Zhan Zhao followed suit.

There were originally two shadows on the ground, but when they came to a certain angle, the two shadows suddenly overlapped, which made Zhao Zhen feel even more strange.

As for what it was, he didn't think much about it at that time.

The wind in the winter night was really cold, Zhao Zhen shook his body and realized that he forgot to put on an extra smock.As soon as I thought about going back to get it, I felt a weight on my shoulders, and a heavy cloak was draped over my body.

Zhao Zhen didn't have time to turn around, and heard Zhan Zhao say: "Your Majesty, take care of the dragon's body, so let's make do with it, and put on a lowly official."

Zhao Zhen accepted it calmly. Although he didn't express his thanks in words, a gratified smile surfaced without delay.

"Guard Zhan, how is the investigation going? Is there any good news from Qing Bao?"

"Master Bao is doing his best to investigate, but he still doesn't have a clue yet."

"What about you?" Que Ting was close at hand, and Zhao Zhen walked in, "You have been in the palace for several days, and you have no idea?"

There is a stone table and four stone benches in the center of the pavilion.It seemed that he brushed off the snow on one of them at will and sat down, but Zhao Zhen knew in his heart that he chose the same one as in the dream, and said the same thing: "What are you doing standing, sit down and rest."

Staring at Zhan Zhao approaching, Zhao Zhen's heart beat faster.He originally thought that Zhan Zhao would definitely decline first, but Zhan Zhao didn't.I thought Zhan Zhao would choose the seat on the right, but Zhan Zhao chose the left.

It really is a dream...

The disappointed expression reflected in Zhan Zhao's pupils is somewhat inexplicable.Yes, this is inexplicable.So what if the dream and reality perfectly match?Zhao Zhen suddenly had the urge to laugh.He decided to give up the ridiculous idea.

Looking up at the night, there is only a bright moon hanging high and alone.

"The moonlight is good tonight. It has been snowing heavily for a few days, so it will be clear tomorrow, right?" The topic changed: "Xue Liang has been with me since he was a child. Thinking about it eight times out of ten. He is not as sweet as other eunuchs, and he can give me timely advice. To be honest, I value him very much. It's just that he sometimes goes too far with consideration and care, and makes me I feel like I have an extra mother who is always by my side chatting. Concubine Yu is also another person who is close to my heart. I have known her so far, and I can't find any other shortcomings in her except for her humble background. She is smart , studious, doesn't talk about people's merits, and is considerate not only to the servants around her, but also to everyone around her. In my opinion, her virtue is not inferior to that of the queen." Suddenly looking back at Zhan Zhao, Zhao Zhen smiled indistinctly, "What do guards think?"

"Is Your Majesty implying that I should stop being 'disrespectful' to Eunuch Xue and Concubine Yu?"

Zhao Zhen shook his head lightly: "Guard Zhan, you are becoming more and more able to speak. Beware is a kind of 'disrespect', and there will be more casualties in this world. I will not stop you from doubting them, and I don't want to. Because you are doing it for me. I'm on guard. From my point of view, the third person in this palace who is closest to my heart is you Zhanwei."

The four eyes corresponded to each other, and what they conveyed was sincere.

"I just don't understand why the people I like are suspicious of each other? Great plans, great plans, peace and stability, I haven't started anything, and I have no merits or demerits. How come some people start to hate me and want to kill me?" After a while, he looked up at the sky again, his eyes lost in the moonlight, "Concubine Yu and Xiao Xue, more or less sensed that you were paying attention to them, they are people who know the general situation, they don't say anything, but I know They are always uncomfortable. Because your doubts are undoubtedly equal to my doubts."

Zhan Zhao's eyes didn't move, but it could be seen that his mind had turned several times.Standing up, Zhan Zhao bowed respectfully and said, "I know what to do. When this case comes to light, I will personally plead guilty to Eunuch Xue and Niang Niang."

"I didn't ask you to do this!" Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhen jumped up and walked in front of Zhan Zhao excitedly.Pulling off the cloak and covering Zhan Zhao's shoulders, he firmly grasped the straps with both hands and fixed it on Zhan Zhao's chest.Taking a deep breath and calming down a little, Zhao Zhencai said: "Guard Zhan, do you know that sometimes being too considerate can make people unbearable. You should reflect on yourself. It is because of you that Yinger is I'm so madly in love with you. But I know about you. You don't want to be this son-in-law, do you? Then don't give her hope, don't even give her excuses."

The pitch-black pupils suddenly lit up, a kind of clear brightness.Zhan Zhao nodded, "I understand, I will remember what His Majesty said. But Your Majesty should also remember what the Empress Dowager said, right? Don't make me suffer." Gently pulled the cloak from Zhao Zhen's hand, and covered the young man again. On the emperor.

Zhao Zhen couldn't help laughing: "You..." He wanted to say a few words of anger, but he was overwhelmed by the warmth in his chest, so he could only sigh, "It would be great if I had a brother like you."

The bright moonlight once again attracted the emperor's gaze, "Then maybe I won't feel lonely anymore."

"Your Majesty feels... lonely?"

lonely?Are you really lonely?There is the love of the queen mother, the care of Yinger, the infatuation of Yuzhen, the obedience of the courtiers, and the friendship of Zhan Zhao... Do you still feel lonely?

Rubbing the filth on the dragon boots, Zhao Zhen lowered his head and smiled wryly, and changed the topic: "Guard Zhan, I heard that you had someone you liked before, didn't you?"

Feeling the other party's instant stiffness, Zhao Zhen was also stunned, and blurted out a sentence without thinking, but unexpectedly returned to his dream.

Could it be that dream left a deep impression on him?

Thinking of the lonely and injured figure who had fled to the side of the pavilion pillar in the dream, Zhao Zhen quickly grabbed Zhan Zhao, and said, "It's okay, don't say what you don't want to say."

"Your Majesty...why did you suddenly ask this?...Is it related to Princess Deyi?"

"I'm just asking casually." Although Zhao Zhen couldn't read any pain from those calm eyes, he guessed that his indiscriminate words had hurt Zhan Zhao, "I feel a little confused recently. I really want to know , what is true love."

"Is it because of the humble minister, the relationship between His Majesty and Concubine Yu..."

"It's none of your business. Maybe it's just that I don't have self-confidence. Standing in such a high position, it is really difficult to judge the intentions of the people around you. Those who flatter and seduce the owner, how can you tell whether their hearts are true or false? What? I, you are still too young, aren't you? I haven't learned how my mother's eyes are like torches."

"Sooner or later, this kind of thing can be accumulated through experience. Your Majesty, don't worry too much."

"Even if I can understand others, the one that gives me the most headache right now is myself. I can't understand my own mind."

He stared closely at Zhan Zhao's eyes, hoping to find the calmness that inspired his courage from those bright eyes.

Can he tell the secret in his heart to this person in front of him?

Can this person give him an answer?

The man in red smiled lightly at him again, it was an encouraging smile, which made him no longer shrink back.

"Since I was a child, I have been the one to accept. I was loved and favored by others. Everyone praised me as a god, and the concubines in the harem would only compete to do things for me, and rarely asked me to do anything for them. Yinger said that love is the intention to give for the other party, but I really don't know how to give. If I am just an ordinary person, if I don't have the glory, wealth, fame and power, if I have nothing, what can I do for the other party? In the end, how much is enough to pay?"

Zhan Zhao was silent.

The word "love" is rarely twisted in his heart, because he buried it very deeply.However, every time I think about it, I will recall that beautiful face that has returned to dust, and the memory will reappear scene by scene.The five flavors were mixed, and an unspeakable pain invaded the bone marrow.

what is love?

He may not be worthy of answering this question.

But surprisingly, he answered, answering with the regret in his heart.

"How much is not enough, even life and death can't stop that kind of mind."

"Then...," Zhao Zhen hesitated for a moment, "What exactly is love?"

Zhan Zhao's emotions aroused Zhao Zhen's inner emotions, as if in a dream, he unconsciously said the same sentence again, the one that didn't need to be answered.The difference from the dream is that this time what he feels is not the relationship between himself and Yuzhen, but the relationship between Zhan Zhao.He suddenly wanted to know more about him.

Thoughts were full of Yuehua's face, but another face suddenly appeared because of the young emperor's question.

——Bai Yutang's face.

That face only flashed in my heart once, but it has already thrown a stone on the calm lake, disturbing all my thoughts, causing my bone marrow to bear another strange pain again.

What is Bai Yutang's love?

Closing her eyes in pain, her tightly pursed lips parted slightly:

"When I'm no longer like myself."

If the twitching of the heart also has a sound, then Zhao Zhen must be able to hear that sound at this moment.

Not because of the desolation on Zhan Zhao's expression that can be captured immediately, not because they asked each other the same dialogue as in the dream, and not because of whether they found anything from the answer.Now, he has nothing to think about.Because after that sentence, what spontaneously jumped into my mind was Zhan Zhao's pale face in the dream, and the moment when he died quietly.

If the dream is real...if this dream could come true...

Pulling Zhan Zhao suddenly, Zhao Zhen looked anxious: "Go, leave quickly."

Zhan Zhao's expression was puzzled for a moment, but after a while, his face was deep and his eyes were full of awe: "It's too late."

Different from the slow tone of voice, Zhan Zhao's hands are as fast as lightning.

Ignoring the masked assassins who jumped out one after another from behind the rocks, the sheath head held in his left hand stabbed at Zhao Zhen's shoulder.

Zhao Zhen was not allowed time to be in a daze, and dozens of cold lights were running straight towards him.At the same time, Zhan Zhao stood in front of him, waved his left hand impulsively, and the black cloak rolled up by the scabbard was like a wind and flowing clouds, and all the light spots disappeared in an understatement.

"Escort!—"

There was a clear whistling, shocking, sharp and long, and could penetrate the curtains of the night in a trance.Immediately, the scabbard flicked, and the cloak fell slowly. Earlier than that, there were dozens of hidden weapons slamming on the ground.

Flying cloud dart?

It really was that guy.

His eyebrows frowned into the word "Chuan", protecting Zhao Zhen behind him, but Zhan Zhao's figure did not retreat a single step.He understood very well that the rear was a dead end, and the only way to break through was to fight forward.

Zhan Zhao didn't move, and those masked assassins didn't move, as if they didn't care about his voice just now.

Could it be...

My thoughts turned, and I froze when I stopped.Clenching the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand, Zhan Zhao felt sweat dripping from his palm.

It is still careless to be on guard.Dare to appear so blatantly, the nearby guards must have been dealt with long ago.

There was another sharp sound, this time it was no longer the sound in the mouth, but Zhan Lu's moan when he got out of the sheath.Zhan Lu's sword tip tilted slightly, reflecting the moon's light, and cast a smear of ambiguous light on Zhan Zhao's stern face, reflecting a murderous look.

His gaze swept quickly, counting the number of people in his heart, but his eyes clearly understood the actions of each assassin.So when the six people on the farthest left and right made an attack at the same time, Zhan Zhao took Zhao Zhen back without hesitation.

He didn't give him a chance to fight hand to hand, because Zhan Zhao knew that these six people were clearly coming for him, and the purpose was to entangle him so that the rest of them could assassinate Zhao Zhen.But will he let them do so?The so-called dead end is called "death" because people in the world think that they can't get through.In fact, survival from a desperate situation is often the real way out.

The six men chased after Zhan Zhao as expected, Zhan Zhao ignored him, he passed through the Que Pavilion, pulled Zhao Zhen and jumped to the top of the pavilion.These six people had no idea that they had such a skill, and before they could react, Zhan Zhao and Zhao Zhen had already rushed towards the remaining six people at the same time.

Turn passive into active, if you want to attack, you must be caught off guard.

But it was not Zhan Zhao who caught people off guard, but Zhao Zhen.Even Zhan Zhao never expected that Zhao Zhen would break free from his cover while diving and greet the assassins, let alone those assassins.

This step was a dangerous move, and it was extremely dangerous, but the effect was surprisingly good.Obviously, everything was within the young emperor's calculations - Zhao Zhen didn't have any secret joy when he succeeded in one move, and turned his backhand into claws to grab another masked man's face.The masked man was not weak in skill, and when he was sure to hit, he still tried his best to avoid it. In shock, it was inevitable that the mask on his face would be uncovered, and it fell into Zhao Zhen's hands.

Zhao Zhen and Zhan Zhao saw the man clearly at the same time, and couldn't help but whisper: "Han Mengfei?!"

The face that appeared in front of him was clear and handsome, exactly the same as what he saw in the market that day, if it wasn't Han Mengfei, who else?

Seeing that it was him, Zhao Zhen couldn't help being furious, and angrily threw the mask on the ground and said angrily, "Last time, I saw that you were still a character. I spared your life. I just hope that you can reflect and turn around. I didn't expect you to die. If you don't change your nature, you are willing to enter the palace to assassinate again. Today, I will never let you go!"

Han Mengfei was taken aback for a moment, then grinned the corners of his mouth in a clear mockery.He said: "Emperor Dog, that sounds nice. Can today's situation be decided by you? I want to see if you won't let me go or I won't let you go." His pupils shrank suddenly, and the eyes sparkled, Han Mengfei With a wave of one hand, all the assassins surrounded him.

Zhao Zhen was furious and wanted to go up to him but was intercepted by Zhan Zhao.Zhan Zhao said anxiously: "Long live, calm down, the current situation is not good for us. It's better to go first."

"Exhibition Guard..."

"Stop talking, let's go." Without giving Zhao Zhen any room to object, Zhan Zhao pulled him away and ran away.But Han Mengfei had expected it a long time ago, and saw that he folded his hands and shot the flying cloud dart to avoid the two of them, and then he and the other masked assassins rushed forward, blocking their way one after another.

"Can you run?" Han Mengfei sneered.Raising one hand, for some reason, three flying cloud darts appeared between the three fingers for no reason.

Glancing at Zhao Zhen out of the corner of his eye, seeing his dull expression, Zhan Zhao thought he was frightened, after all, such an experience was unprecedented for Zhao Zhen.How did he know that the reason why Zhao Zhen was stunned was that the Feiyun dart in Han Mengfei's hand made him feel extremely ominous.

It is difficult to ask for a retreat at the moment, so we have to wait for help and take one step at a time.Making up his mind, Zhan Zhao straightened his back, Zhan Lu blocked his chest.He stared at Han Mengfei for a moment, but said to Zhao Zhenlang: "Long live, please rest for a while, and I will deal with these traitors after I solve these traitors alone."

Han Mengfei said angrily: "With your own strength, do you think this is possible? You really underestimated me."

Zhan Zhao ignored him, turned his face slightly and lowered his voice to a minimum: "No matter what happens later, Your Majesty does not need to intervene. As long as there is a chance, please leave quickly. Also, please take care of yourself."

Where the eyes meet, there is an indescribable friendship.Whether it is the love of monarchs and ministers, or the love of friends, there is a kind of strong deployment in it.

Or he understands him, and the success just now was entirely due to the unpreparedness of others, if he really wanted to fight, he might lose the match.Just now he was irritated and almost did something he shouldn't do, but luckily he stopped him.Now he is going to take the risk to challenge all difficulties alone, in order to be safe...

Zhao Zhen only felt a heat in his heart, and unknowingly stretched out his hand to hold Zhan Zhao who was about to fight.

Thousands of words are not as convincing as the relief of looking back and smiling.Zhan Zhao patted Zhao Zhen's hand as if to reassure him, and then rushed out like a swallow, engaging in a thrilling battle.

The hand that was freed but instinctively stretched forward remained in the air, but the fire in his heart was extinguished by the ice and snow.

Fighting against 12 people alone, Zhan Zhao never lost despite the dangers.But how long can it last?

My heart skipped a beat, and the past of the dream pervaded again.Clear picture as if everything is real.

The scene in the dream The words in the dream have been fulfilled seventy-eight out of ten, but the dream has not yet come to the end.

What will be the end?What will be the real result?Is it true...

Won't!Zhan Zhao is a strong man, he will not be defeated.

The beating of thinking was far faster than the reality he saw. When he saw Zhan Zhao's shoulder being hit by a palm, Zhao Zhen was shocked and his mind was muddled...

This man always saves himself in times of greatest distress.

—— Zhan Zhao rolled on the spot to avoid the slash of the weapon, and then slapped the person.

But why couldn't I do anything for him when he was in danger?

——The smile of the god of death in the dream is the same as the cruelty on Han Mengfei's face at this moment.

Is it because I can't do anything, or I haven't really done my best?

——The person facing Zhan Zhao suddenly hugged Zhan Zhao, completely ignoring Zhan Lu who passed by.

If the dream is true, it foretells Zhan Zhao's fate.What should he do?Is fate irreversible...

"Be careful!--"

In the air, the glowing glow breaks away the monotony of the night, leaving behind a fleeting difference.

Just as Zhan Zhao pushed away the corpse on his body, he saw another figure rushing towards him.The man came so fast that even Zhan Zhao couldn't see who it was.I just felt a sharp impact on my chest.

Zhan Zhao lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground together with the visitor.

Zhan Zhao didn't know who it was until he caught a glimpse of the wide bright yellow sleeves out of the corner of his eyes.

"Your Majesty?" Sitting up, he pushed Zhao Zhen, who was on top of him, and couldn't help touching it, which was stained with blood.Terrified, he hugged Zhao Zhen tightly and looked at his back. A flying cloud dart was inserted deep into his back.

"Your Majesty, you..." Zhan Zhao was completely speechless in shock, and could only stare at the man who was panting violently in his arms.

Raising his hand slowly, the heart-piercing pain in his back almost made him speechless.

I have never experienced such pain before, so this is what it feels like to be injured...

It hurts...it hurts to death...if he knew it was so painful, maybe he didn't have the courage to rush over just now.

Raising his eyes, Zhan Zhao was clearly moving in front of his eyes.

Fortunately, the pain is worth it, Zhan Zhao is safe, right?Saved him yourself, didn't you?

"Your Majesty!" Zhan Zhao's voice sounded anxious and anxious.