Proudly follow your heart

Inside the imperial city, the palace towers stood, and there was no sound in the main hall. It was so quiet that one could hear each other's heartbeats. Emperor Pingkang and a group of courtiers looked heavy, some were full of worry, and some were frightened.

The sound of hacking and killing outside the city would come along with the wind and snow from time to time, one after another, the hearts of those who heard it jumped with fear, Huang De frowned, and could hardly hide his worry.

"The eldest prince is resisting outside, and the group of chaotic officials and thieves will not be able to get in for a while. Your Highness is smart, and will definitely manage to catch them all. Please be at ease." A minister cautiously spoke, but was scolded by Huang De for a while.

"Reassure me? How do you reassure me?! Huang Xuan has not sent news for a long time, and things are definitely not as smooth as he expected. Seeing that the rebellious ministers are about to invade the palace, you still reassure me!"

Angry from his heart, Huang De overturned the long case in front of the throne with a palm, "Where are the hidden guards? Order them all to dispatch, and lead Qi Fenglei to guide them, and shoot and kill any rebels they see!"

"Yes!" The secret guard was the personal bodyguard of the royal family, and he never showed his face in front of the courtiers easily, but now Huangde didn't care about these rules.

Pacing around, Huang De had a sullen face. A jade seal was placed on the right side of the throne. He glanced at it, and his face became more gloomy.

How long did it take to get Yuxi into his hands and sit on the throne that dominates the world, how willing he is to give up just like that!Huang Zhan, this thorn in the flesh, has displeased him everywhere since then, and now he openly opposes him...

Huang De became more angry, his eyes flickered with brilliance, but he had another thought in his heart.

It is not easy to repel Jun Zhanran, Nangong Cangao and others, but his troops come from various countries, so it is inevitable that he is suspected of doing his own thing. The people who are going back to the west may not necessarily fail to achieve results.

I'm afraid, Huang Xuan is young and energetic, he has no plans, and missed the opportunity... If this is the case, he needs to think of a countermeasure.

All the ministers heard a cold snort from above, and Ping Kanghuang, who was still full of anger just now, suddenly sat down, and seemed to have calmed down a lot.

"Your Majesty... Does Your Majesty have any good strategies?" Someone asked boldly.

"Open the palace door—" with a flick of his sleeves, Pingkang Huanghuangde ordered on the throne.

The heavy palace door opened slowly, and a gust of cold wind blew in. The officials shrank their necks. Before they got used to the coldness, the screams that came with the wind made them startled.

The faces of the ministers changed one after another. Didn't expect the rebels to come so close? !Someone thumped and collapsed to the ground in fright.

People in the palace were disturbed, and the fighting in front of the city gate of Shundu had not stopped.

Huangxuan endured the severe pain, and survived the serious injury. At this time, Nangong Cangao wanted him to suffer. He knew it very well. Rong Ziru took a look at him from a distance, and then stopped looking at him. He took back some of his soldiers and horses, ready to question inside story.

In the distance, the towering palace was under the wind and snow, and it was still quiet and solemn just now. The killing sound was like thunder, rushing over, and immediately tore the silence to pieces.

After meeting those people, Rong Ziru finally understood what it means not to wait any longer.

"Why...why didn't you kill them earlier?" Seeing the rebellion under his eyes, he was already in a state of disarray. For the sake of going west, he forced himself to ask calmly, "You could have summoned them a long time ago, why didn't you do that?"

"When I want to call people is my business." Jun Zhanran replied lightly, without even turning his head, as if to say that his way of doing things does not need others to ask.

Although this person is the Lord of the West.

He had no distractions, and was bandaging Nangong Cang Ao's wound. On the battlefield, even Nangong Cang Ao would inevitably be injured. "Tell him, you want to give him a chance to see Qing Huangxuan's true face, is it so difficult?" Looking at Rong Ziru's pale face, Nangong Cangao joked.

"Only you think so." Jun Zhanran raised his eyebrows slantingly, "It's just that I don't like someone using you and me as a cover, saying that they are sincere...it's ridiculous."

After all, he took a look at Rong Ziru.

"Presumably in the eyes of King Zhan, it would be ridiculous for me to believe in him." Rong Ziru laughed bitterly at himself.

"Believe it or not is your business. It has nothing to do with me. Why should I laugh?" Putting down Nangong Cangao's sleeves, Jun Zhanran looked indifferent. Rong Ziru felt better.

"This injury is nothing at all, and there is no need to apply medicine at all." Nangong Cangao moved his wrist and looked around. The battlefield had already extended to the city, and only sporadic fighting continued outside the city.

"I brought wound medicine, wouldn't it be a waste if I don't use it? If I don't use some for you, do I keep it for you to find an excuse to use it on me?" Jun Zhanran replied seriously, adjusted his sleeves, and put away the medicine bottle.

After listening to Rong Ziru, he always felt that there was something mysterious in these words. Looking at it again, he could see that Jun Zhanran's expression was calm, and it seemed that it was not what he thought.

Xin Dao must be thinking wrong, no one would say such ambiguous words on the battlefield at this moment, not to mention that this person is Jun Zhanran who is famous for his withdrawn personality.

Nangong Cang Ao squinted his eyes, his eyes flickered with a smile, and suddenly moved to Jun Zhanran's side, "In fact, Zhanran loves me so much that he can't see me getting hurt, right?"

"Could it be that you can see me get hurt?" Comparing his heart to his heart, Jun Zhanran naturally wouldn't deny it, "At this point, I won't let you bleed because of my injuries—Cang Ao, without you, I wouldn't be where I am today. "

He spoke of peace, but Nangong Cang Ao felt a surge of emotion when he heard the words. He looked at the imperial city, and Nangong Cang Ao looked at him, and what he saw was a more determined gaze.

Jun Zhanran is no longer the same Jun Zhanran as before.

After many years, it is no longer the original imperial city. In this imperial city, there is no Emperor Yongsheng, no loyal ministers, and no brothers and sisters.

"Huang De—the day of your repayment has arrived!" Closing his eyes, Jun Zhanran said slowly.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a man and a horse in front of him in the wind and snow. The man had black hair and a black robe, and the sun-shielding knife shone brightly. Nangong Cangao was looking at him from the other side, raising his hand and smiling came into view.

Those eyebrows, that smile... Looking at it blankly, Jun Zhanran suddenly felt hot.

"What are you waiting for? The day of revenge is just around the corner, hurry up!" He stretched out his hand towards him.

Jun Zhanran rode his horse to catch up, Nangong Cangao laughed and shouted, "It's time, brothers, rush into the palace—"

The sound of hooves was like thunder, rumbled by, Ji Nantian was gone just now, and when he reappeared, Mu Zhaoxia was nowhere to be seen, just in time for this moment, he stroked his beard and raised his arms, laughing wildly, "Finally waited for this day, Your Majesty, I finally waited for this day La! Hahahahaha..."

Gray shadows flashed a few times, and then left. Rong Ziru was already an outsider. He was witnessing everything, and his heart was complicated.

He has been seriously injured, where else can he go?Rong Ziru searched around and found a soldier who was seriously injured and survived. He couldn't question Huang Xuan, so he could only rebel. Why did his soldiers follow Huang Xuan, he must ask clearly.

"The king... subordinates are incompetent..." There was a bloody hole in the soldier's chest and abdomen, and it seemed that he was dying, but he hadn't died yet, and his mind was still clear.

"Huangxuan ordered someone to plant poison in our food...we...we have to be controlled by him..."

"What did you say?!" Rong Ziru's expression changed immediately.

Weeping with hatred, the soldier's eyes were wide open, with death on his face, he insisted: "If there is no antidote...we will go mad and die, and we will kill our brothers...so, no one Dare to oppose him... King, you must never trust this person... you must not..."

Taking a short breath, the soldier bowed his head and died. Rong Ziru never expected that the Xisu soldiers he thought were traitors were controlled by Huangxuan because of this.

"If I hadn't believed in him, handed over the military power to him, and given him a chance, why did this happen! Why did this happen!" Rong Ziru was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

His confidant immediately stepped forward to help him, and said worriedly: "The matter has come to this, if the king can't take down Huangxuan, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to the ministers when he returns to the court."

"Not only can I not explain it, but my throne may not be guaranteed. For the present plan, I can only rely on these people in my hands to help King Zhan. King Zhan is known as the unparalleled ghost hand. Those who are good at poison will be able to detoxify. Helping him is equivalent to helping him." Myself!" If Rong Ziru was really a useless person, he would not have ascended to the throne, but now that he has lost his love, his mind is clear.

"Go, order, let's go to the palace!"

Inside the imperial city, there are many palaces and buildings with red walls and high tiles.

There are majestic halls, high walls and many palace gates.

Inside the deep palace, people's hearts are like ghosts, full of lifelessness, Jun Zhanran walks slowly, stepping on the snow, but in the eyes of Nangong Cang Ao, only his gestures, can't be more vivid.

On the road to the main hall, the guards watched the intruders helplessly, but no one dared to stop him. Jun Zhan did not look sideways, as if entering a land without people. If you want him to say, the road under your feet is very familiar, but also very strange .

"Where is Huangde?" He stopped and asked a palace guard.

Who has ever heard someone call His Majesty's name in such a tone?The guard was almost out of his wits.He replied in a trembling voice: "In...in..." Pointing in a direction with one hand, he was speechless.

"Presumably they are finally expecting you and me to come, so they are so happy." The corners of the mouth raised an arc, and Nangong Cangao's joke scared the guards to turn pale.

They don't come here to kill people, but rather to visit the garden, but whoever really thinks this way is asking for their own death.

"Sure enough, you are here!" A figure walked out from behind the wall.

Huang Xuan stood up against the wall, his face pale like a ghost, he had already exhausted all his strength to get here, and now he still doesn't have the slightest dignity of a prince.

Seeing Jun Zhanran and Nangong Cangao right in front of him, he smiled strangely, and suddenly raised his hand, "Jun Zhanran, I want to know how much antidote you have on you?"