When the Broken Sleeve Travels to the Country of Women

January is fleeting, the court situation is getting more and more stable, but Lu Wanshu is very busy, he hasn't been to Quenhua Palace for a long time, without the people who need to be guarded most, it is very convenient to carry out many things.

Huang Fufeng still behaved normally, and did not raise any opinions on the former minister's proposal to establish a queen.

Compared with the open and secret fighting in the previous dynasty, the harem is much calmer on the surface, because in this harem, Huang Fufeng is the only one.

However, some gossip was inevitable, compared to before, Huang Fufeng was indeed left out in the cold, so everyone in the palace said that the former prince had lost his favor.

The person involved, Huang Fufeng, just thought it was ridiculous, and didn't respond at all. He seemed to have no interest in winning the emperor's favor, but no one noticed that Huang Fufeng would often stay in a daze for a long time when there was no one around, and then return at a certain moment. When he was overwhelmed, his face was already terribly pale.

Finally, on this day, Lu Wanshu was lucky enough to visit Cuihua Palace again, and he dragged someone into the dormitory without even thinking about having dinner.So it was rumored outside that Huang Fufeng was once again favored.

On this day, Lu Wanshu behaved extraordinarily ferociously, Huang Fufeng was directly tossed and passed out.

Lu Wanshu's hand caressed his thin face, each stroke was so gentle, without the vigor just now, as if he was muttering something when Huang Fufeng was unconscious.

Huang Fufeng's eyelids were heavy, he couldn't keep his eyes open after several days of sleeplessness and today's fatigue.

This means that no one can really see the expression on Lu Wanshu's face.

Only Lu Wanshu himself knew, he stared at the unconscious man for a long time, until the dying moon was about to fall down the mountain, the emperor secretly left the Cuihua Palace,

No one would know that when Lu Wanshu left, his steps were staggering and frivolous.

The next morning, when Huang Fufeng woke up, he was a little dazed, but he quickly adjusted his expression, estimated the time when Lu's edict would be sent to the emperor's imperial study, and went to the emperor's imperial study.

Everyone said that Huang Fufeng should seize the opportunity and keep his favor forever, so Huang Fufeng almost believed it himself.

In the imperial study room, the little eunuch guarding the door lowered his head. Hearing the intermittent coughing of the emperor, his head drooped even lower, but no one bothered to care about this insignificant little eunuch.

Huang Fufeng didn't know why he came here today, he only knew that his body was no longer under the control of reason.

When he came in, Lu Wanshu hid something in his sleeve without a trace, and asked calmly: "What's the matter?" Huang Fufeng felt the same terrible alienation as last night.

Huang Fufeng was stunned for a long time, and said: "It's nothing, I just want to see you."

Lu Wanshu's face showed seriousness and indifference, but he no longer showed affection, "I'm busy with government affairs, so go back first if you have nothing to do!"

Huang Fufeng obviously found that after returning from the palace, Lu Wanshu gradually alienated him, and he couldn't guess the reason.

The news about Lu Wanshu's establishment has spread wildly. If there is no accident, the real daughter of the female prime minister Lu Zhizhang, that is, Lu Wanshu's cousin will be established as the queen.

Furthermore, there were many documents written by ministers about the extermination of the royal family of the previous dynasty. Lu Wanshu kept him in the palace under great pressure.

Putting distance between Lu Yanshu and him will do no harm, killing him will win the applause of all officials, no matter whether it is the old ministers who betrayed the previous court or the new courtiers of the Lu family, there is no reason to keep him, get rid of him The reasons are more sufficient.

Facing Lu Wanshu's indifferent expression, perhaps Huang Fufeng's heart was really filled with desolation and disappointment, he turned and left without saying a word.

After Huang Fufeng turned around, the Ninth Five-Year Lord on the seat got up silently, and a handkerchief fell from his sleeve, and it was already stained with bright red blood.

But he didn't pay attention, he just moved his footsteps involuntarily, silently following the thin and leaving figure.

When Huang Fufeng walked to the gate, the eunuch guarding the gate suddenly raised his eyes, the murderous intent in his eyes was noticed by Lu Wanshu who was staring at Huang Fufeng, and the dagger in his hand quickly stabbed the eunuch's heart.

In the blink of an eye, Huang Fufeng felt that he was being pulled vigorously, and fell heavily to the ground unprepared.

When Huang Fufeng struggled to get up, all he saw was the eunuch lying in a pool of blood. He turned around to look at the people behind him, only to realize that Lu Wanshu had already stood behind him, and what was reflected in his eyes, he I've seen it before, at the moment Huang Wuqing died, she was cruel and heartless.

"go!"

Huang Fufeng met his eyes, and what Lu Wanshu saw was enough to break Huang Fufeng's mind, but he pretended well and left without looking back.

The eunuchs on the ground should also die, Lu Wanshu's dagger was indiscriminate, piercing the man's throat straight, but I don't know why the people on the ground still have such a breath.

Lu Wanshu squatted down with an indifferent face, took off the little eunuch's hat, and threw it aside, but it was also a familiar face.

Han Luoqiu tried his best to move his lips, but he couldn't make a sound, but he still fumbled to scribble on the ground with his own blood-stained hands. Lu Wanshu could read clearly, and he didn't need to write. He knew what Han Luoqiu would say based on the shape of his lips.

"He doesn't deserve..."

Han Luoqiu's face was painful and unwilling, he just looked at Lu Wanshu who had happened, his eyes were only indifferent, he looked down at Han Luoqiu who still had the last bit of consciousness, and said in a cold tone: "Come on!"

Without hesitation, Lu Yanshu turned around and walked into the imperial study room, and the decisive words came, "Five horses divide the body!"

Han Luoqiu no longer struggled, lying on the ground powerlessly, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, his life was really worthless.

That year, when he first entered the palace as the eldest prince's companion, he was complacent and arrogant, and admonished the guards around the eldest prince.

That's just a lowly guard, they are all nobler than him. It turns out that he is the most lowly person. When we met for the first time, he was beaten by the First Prince. He still remembers that feeling - shame.

His head was trampled under his feet, and next to him were a group of noble princes and daughters and the children of important court officials. He was ruthlessly ridiculed, while his biological sister watched coldly.

Only one person came out to save him.

It was a handsome young man in white clothes. He didn't know what he said in the ear of the eldest prince. In short, the eldest prince finally said a few harsh words to him and left.

The people who laughed at him finally dispersed, and only a white figure remained. This person's face was cold, but he was very good-looking. Just a few short words changed him completely.

"Tibetan front and neck, power is not enough, don't think high."

It's just that the person who saved him back then, now wants him to die a terrible death.

Han Luoqiu's sneer froze on his face, his pupils dilated, and he died completely.

Everyone would only think that the fugitive Han Luoqiu assassinated the Holy Majesty, and the emperor personally decreed the death penalty of quartering the body by five horses.

It's just that other people may not know, but Huang Fufeng shouldn't know, he knew what was suppressed in his heart, but he never thought about who the eunuch wanted to assassinate.

Perhaps it was the familiar cruelty and heartlessness in Lu Wanshu's eyes that completely made him lose his mind, and he was still proceeding with his plan in an orderly manner.

As night falls, things in the dark are quietly fermenting.

Huang Fufeng tightly clenched the two petals of the tiger talisman in his hand, frowned and said nothing.

The soldiers wearing armor on the side saw the hesitation in his eyes, "Your Highness, do you want to regret it? Think about how the second and third princesses died, and how that dog thief used you to seek to usurp the throne. How should we face them, now that we have two Tiger Talismans in hand, we, the loyal followers of the Second Emperor, are willing to support you, and General Wang Jing is also willing to help you, the chances of victory are within our grasp, how can we retreat."

Huang Fufeng put away the tiger talisman in his hand, and said expressionlessly: "Proceed as planned!"

Wu Shi breathed out, and replied sonorously: "Yes!" and walked out of the house.

The palace people in Quenhua Palace have been controlled, and people outside have no way of knowing the changes inside.

These soldiers who shouldn't have appeared in the palace sneaked into the palace through the night, and everything went too smoothly, as if someone had set up a trick to lure people into it.

It's just that this risky plan has already begun, and they have no way out.

Huang Fufeng and Wang Jing forced the palace with a large number of soldiers.

Everything proceeded without any hindrance, until the emperor's bedroom, Huang Fufeng thought it was just an illusion, they finally reached this step.

Huang Fufeng squeaked and pushed open the door, the emperor's bedroom was covered with layers of curtains, poking faintly, there should be a person lying on the dragon couch.

Every step that Huang Fufeng took was so steady, until the last layer of veil was lifted, and Huang Fufeng could clearly see the face of the person on the bed, it was just a little eunuch who had been knocked out.

Huang Fufeng unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, his heart skipped a beat, "Fortunately it's not Lu Wanshu." Did he think so just now?

He was in great pain, either because he blamed himself for his thoughts just now, or because he fell into that person's scheme again.

Wu Shi next to him was already panicked, "Your Highness, the traitor Lu Elegy is not here, we have been tricked!"

He should have known it earlier, Lu Wanshu already knew everything, but if it was another plot, why was there silence everywhere, why no one came out to resist, a certain guess in Huang Fufeng's heart lingered for a long time, making his complexion suddenly pale as paper.

They went to the Golden Luan Hall and joined Wang Jing, and in the center of the Golden Luan Hall, a man stood upright, staring straight at the high emperor's throne.

Huang Wu's subordinates wanted to surround him layer by layer, but were stopped by Wang Jing.

Zeli turned around, and the tsundere young man seemed to have matured instantly, the cold light in his eyes made the spine shudder, "You really have come this far, brother is right."

Wu Shi strode forward and shouted forcefully, "Hand over the traitor Lu's edict!"

Zeli didn't even look at that person, he just stared at Huang Fufeng, and Huang Fufeng saw hatred and sadness in his eyes.

Zeli approached Huang Fufeng step by step, all those who wanted to stop him were stopped by Huang Fufeng, until Zeli got very close and stopped by himself.

Seeing the warning signs of the people around him and Huang Fufeng's indifference, Zeli smiled wryly, and slowly groped into his sleeves. The people next to Huang Fufeng were even more vigilant. They all thought that Zeli would draw out a sharp knife, but they They were all wrong, and all Zeli took out was a roll of yellow cloth.

At this time, Huang Fufeng's pale face could not be hidden at last, but Zeli ignored him, still staring at Huang Fufeng, but slowly pulled the yellow cloth away.

This is an imperial decree, the last imperial decree of Lu Wanshu.

"For the journey of a husband, the world is for the public, and the virtuous and capable are selected. Today, I am the king of Zen, Rui Wang Fufeng, and this decree is based on it. Anyone who violates it will be killed without mercy."

The edict of abdication is very short, so the rites are read very slowly, and every word is heartbreaking.

"With this edict, you are no longer forced to usurp the throne. Are you satisfied with the ending?"

Huang Fufeng's body could no longer be controlled by him, and he trembled desperately, "He...where is he?"

Zeli sneered and didn't reply.

Huang Fufeng trembled more and more.

Seeing him like this, Zeli said indifferently: "Well, you push everyone away, and I'll tell you his whereabouts."

Wu Shi immediately jumped out, "No, Your Highness must not!" But Wang Jing next to him had a look of resentment and did not object.

Huang Fufeng completely ignored it, and agreed categorically.

Huang Fufeng's order cannot be questioned, and no one's opinion has been listened to.

In the magnificent and vast Jinluan Hall, only Huang Fufeng and Zeli were left in the end.

"You hate him?" Zeli said inexplicably.

Huang Fufeng had recovered his expression and did not answer.

"A month ago at the inn outside the palace, were you the one who drugged him?"

Huang Fufeng remained silent.

At this moment, Zeli's eyes were red, "You were the one who went to General Wang Jing's residence in the middle of the night?"

Huang Fufeng remained silent.

But Zeli couldn't control his emotions and shouted: "Answer me!"

"Yes!" He said simply, without any emotion.

Zeli sarcastically said, "You are really heartless."

However, Huang Fufeng replied in the most flat tone: "You are talking about why I shouldn't hate him. He played with people's hearts, and my heart was covered with bruises; he ran out of tricks, and our country was ruined. Shouldn't I hate him?" ? Did he write the edict of abdication because he wanted me to feel that he owed him? He miscalculated, and I won’t!”

When the last word was finished, he realized that he had involuntarily raised his voice a few times. He secretly warned himself to calm down. The Golden Temple was very quiet, so Zeli didn't say anything.

After a long time, Huang Fufeng continued to ask in a calm tone: "Where is he? For the sake of the abdication edict, I will not kill him."

The sadness in the corners of Zeli's red eyes became more obvious, "It's absolutely unnecessary."

Huang Fufeng came to the dragon chair slowly, carefully copied the patterns on it, and sat on it dignifiedly, looking down at Zeli, "Tell me, what exactly does he want to do?"

Zeli looked at the stranger on the dragon chair, the pain in his eyes was real, and he answered almost suffocatingly, "He's dead!"