Fireworks in the imperial city

Shuo said calmly, no trace of emotional fluctuation could be seen from his indifferent expression. "Tell me the truth, and I can give you a light sentence."

Will he kill him if he tells the truth?

It's a pity that he never cared about his own life.

He already knows how important he is to Amo. In Amo's eyes, he is probably like a mayfly.

Amo just wanted the truth, but he didn't care about his life or death.

Su Ziyu shrank back, the light in the cell was dim, Amo probably couldn't see his scars and he trembled.

The corners of his mouth were bent, and he said something irrelevant, "Amo, if I had a choice, I wish I hadn't watched the fireworks, met you, been to the palace, didn't... "The last sentence was not uttered. Amo didn't even have a trace of trust in him, so how could he care about his friendship.

"Amo, Su Ziyu has done many stupid things and made many wrong decisions in his life, but I have never regretted it. Only this time, you made me doubt whether what I did was worth it."

"Although I'm about to die, but I thought about it, and it seems that there is nothing to be sad about, because I think that as long as my ultimate goal is achieved, it doesn't seem too bad."

Su Ziyu kept talking as if talking to himself. He felt that he was probably incoherent, because he saw that Amo seemed to frown.

But he remembered that Amo was a person who liked to frown.

Why did he talk so much, his body hurts everywhere, but why did he keep talking, maybe Amo didn't like to hear it.

Probably because if you don’t talk about it now, you won’t have any chance in the future.

After getting acquainted, and dying to give Amo the impression of talking, is this self-deprecating?

Su Ziyu laughed, laughed at himself, and laughed at his life.

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☆, the palace is too deep

Ever since he got the letter from Ziyu's trustee, Chang Su was both perturbed and curious.

He really wanted to open the letter and find out.

After Ziyu left Meizhuang, he seldom wrote letters to himself, this abnormal behavior made it difficult for him not to think wildly.

Meditation pays attention to the emptiness of the five aggregates, but he has no mood to continue.

What's the difference if you look at it early or late.

Chang Su shook his head and got up to get the envelope he kept in the stone box. He must know what was written in the letter. He is not a patient person. Chang Su thought to himself that he couldn't wait for Ziyu to explain. It was unpacked that day.

Chang Su hesitated for a moment when holding the pure white envelope in his hand, but he still insisted on opening it. After all, the pieces of paper were just pieces of paper, and Chang Su opened it easily without much effort.

The pen and ink are fragrant, and the eyes are delicate.

This is Ziyu's handwriting.

Chang Su felt that his hands were shaking, because the contents of the letter made him afraid of anger.

Word by word, every sentence never falls.

Chang Su looked carefully from right to left, and he felt that his anger was about to burst out.

that dead boy...

After finally writing a letter to him, it was like a suicide note!

Su Ziyu, with senior brother around, nothing will happen to you!

***

Meizhuang has been isolated from the world since it was built, and those who practice in Meizhuang never leave the village except for important things.

The imperial capital is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Huaguo, Chang Su is not used to rarely coming here.

Chang Su walked in the noisy streets, but his heart was peaceful, and the contents of the letter written by Ziyu floated in his mind.

"Ziyu knows that he has been taken care of by his senior brother for many years, and he only sighs that he can't repay him in this life. Ziyu feels ashamed. Now that the disaster is approaching, Ziyu has never done anything for his senior brother, but he will burden his senior brother. Although he doesn't want to do this, Ziyu The only person who can be entrusted is the senior brother, and I hope the senior brother will allow Ziyu to make one last unreasonable request..."

The memory was interrupted at this point, and the noise in front of the city gate made Chang Su stop.

"The emperor finally sees the truth clearly, the sooner the ghost grand master dies, the better!"

"It's clear which is more important between a male favorite and a whole country. It's the grand master who can't see clearly, thinking that he can rely on our extremely wise sage to spend the rest of his life in peace."

"Hey, he is no longer a grand master, why do you still pay each grand master."

"It's not entirely true. Hua Guo has such a prosperous image as the grand master. Don't make trouble at this time."

......

Chang Su listened to the chatter of the small townsfolk, feeling disgusted and disgusted in his heart, but he knew it was not appropriate to stir up trouble at this time, so he had to try his best to suppress his anger.

But the sense of uneasiness in his heart has grown bigger and bigger, making it impossible for him to ignore it.

What do you mean?

What happened to Ziyu?

After finally squeezing into the crowd, he raised his eyes and saw the ruthless notice in black and white.

The criminal Su Ziyu will be executed on the fourth day of the Yan month in the Yongwu year in Dongxiangtou.

Shock!Hate!

There is no one word that is adequate to describe Chang Su's mood at this time.

Jun Jinmo, the person I wanted to keep by my side and held in your palm was brought into the palace by you. Not only did you not treat him well, but now you want to take his life even more!Jun Jinmo, you are ruthless, you deserve to be an emperor...

***

There have been a lot of troubles in the imperial city recently, and the grand master will behead him soon, so good and bad cannot be separated.

Second, it is a very good thing.

Everyone knows that today's emperor does not accept concubines and only loves the grand master who has been with him for many years. For this reason, Jun Shuo's image in the hearts of the people has been damaged.

But to everyone's surprise, Emperor Jun Shuo actually broke the precedent and ordered to accept the new concubine, and the day to accept the concubine was specially chosen when the grand master was down and out.

As soon as this news came out, many people who had long been unaccustomed to Su Ziyu's traditional thinking and tradition all clapped their hands and cheered.

but……

There are still some people who care about the Grand Master with delicate thoughts, and know that he is also a person who is dedicated to the country, and the common people can't help but feel sad secretly.

***

Although she has been accepted as a concubine by the emperor, the emperor has no intention of granting her privileges.

The place where she lives is still in Fengxue Palace, and the emperor still has no affection for her.

It seems like nothing has changed, but that's not quite the case.

Qu Su sat quietly in the middle of the room filled with treasures, her thoughts were flying, and before she knew it, she fell on the day when she was accepted as the first concubine of the Hua Kingdom.

The prime minister is a trustworthy person. After Ziyu was put in prison, he repeatedly recommended himself to the emperor to become the emperor's concubine. The relationship between them was inseparable from the prime minister's help.

When the father-in-law who announced the decree told her that she had been crowned the concubine, she was a little dumbfounded.

"This is Qu Su's fourth-grade appearance, and Qu Su's heart is kind and generous, and I will give you a special reward for Concubine Hui!"

This is sheer irony.

The emperor wanted to take this opportunity to ridicule her for her unscrupulous methods. The emperor must think that she was just trying to overthrow the grand master with the prime minister for the sake of glory and wealth.

But your majesty, the one who really drove Su Ziyu to his death is yourself...

***

The day when Zi Yu was to be killed was approaching, and he didn't have much time left.

Chang Su forced himself to calm down. The most important thing right now is to find the Qingfeng Sect that Ziyu mentioned as soon as possible.

Ziyu didn't mention Qingfengjiao too much in his letter, but he said that he hoped to entrust this teaching to himself.There is a lotus red seal at the end of the letter. Seeing the seal is like seeing a person. Ziyu confessed that as long as he brings the letter to teach, no one will dare to deny the new master.

At the same time, what Ziyu wants to give himself is the martial arts secret book that his master gave to Ziyu before his death.

It is probably because the master feels that his qualifications are still inexperienced.

I am the one who has followed Master the longest.

But the most precious thing, the master gave to the younger brother.

At the beginning, he would be unwilling, but gradually, he didn't feel anything.

Because that person is Ziyu.

That person is Ziyu who clings to him over and over again arguing to learn the sword technique; Ziyu who practiced hard; that person is Ziyu who walks towards others regardless of the future; that person... is Su Ziyu who he cares most about, worries about most...

The letter did not describe the location of Qingfengjiao in detail enough. Ziyu probably guessed that he was someone who would open the envelope ahead of time, so he didn't want to let him find Qingfengjiao too early to avoid troubles.

But Zi Yu was wrong about one thing, there were still some people around him who couldn't let him go even more than he imagined.

He won't sit idly by, and neither will the people of Qingfeng Sect.

Chang Su only turned a street corner, and saw Hei Yi, whom he had only seen a few days ago.

Ziyu was about to go to the guillotine. As soon as the news came out, there was an uproar in the city.

No one will not know.

He and the people of Qingfeng Sect will not be ignorant of this news.

That being the case, how could they let him go to the brink of death and still do nothing.

Ziyu, wait with peace of mind.

Brother will definitely rescue you.

Then I will never go to the palace again.

Let's go back to Meizhuang, where is your home.

***

Two days have passed, and the stomach that has only been filled with some warm water these days has long been unbearable and began to protest with lifeless spasms.

Ziyu squinted his eyes and leaned against the wall lightly. If it wasn't for his deep internal strength, he might have died in hell by now.

He still remembered how Amo left in anger that day.

He was dizzy from the pain that day, and he talked a lot in a nonsensical manner.

During that time, Amo didn't interrupt him, but after he finished speaking, Amo's expression became more icy.

"Su Ziyu, do you regret meeting me?"

Su Ziyu could only smile wryly, how should he answer?

Some people can never escape once they meet, Amo is his life, but he never thought of getting rid of it.

Perhaps the moment he met Amo was destined to have the result today, but what if he had never met Amo in this life.

This is an unsolvable question.

Su Ziyu who misses Amo is no longer Ziyu...

"Concubine Hui, be careful! It's dark here, don't scratch your body."

Hearing something vaguely, Ziyu propped himself up with his hands, opened his eyes and looked out the door.

Wearing a Chinese attire, the color of the concubine Xiang's skirt; a hairpin on the temples, with tassels shaking slightly.

Qu Su's posture is better than before.

Beside Qu Su was a man with a handsome face, who respectfully supported Qu Su, and looked cute.

It's just that he just said that Concubine Hui...

Qu Su ordered someone to open the prison door and sent the jailer away.

In the dark cell, there were only him, Qu Su, and the man.

"Zi Yu, let me come and see you." Qu Su said lightly, and stopped in front of Zi Yu.

"I have some good news to tell you." Qu Su squatted down slowly, not afraid of getting dirty all over her body. "The emperor has appointed me as Concubine Hui. From then on, there is no such thing as saying that the Three Palaces and Six Courtyards will always be empty in Huaguo."

Su Ziyu just looked at Qu Su quietly, as if listening carefully, without saying a word.

"The emperor turned out to be a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, and he treated me very well." Qu Su smiled sweetly, as if recalling some good things, "The emperor gave me a thousand pieces of silk and countless jewelry, which makes others envious."

"I never thought that one day I would be able to have sex with a man like that. He said he loved me, and he said he didn't have to wait a long time before he would make me his queen." Qu Su clenched her fingers tightly, and her palm was covered with nails. scratch.

She stared at Ziyu's face firmly, her words became more and more bitter, and her heart became more and more agitated.

She wants him to hurt, to make him sad!

But no, she tried very hard to provoke him, but after watching for a long time, there was no fluctuation in his expression.

Su Ziyu, is your heart made of iron?

"Congratulations." When Qu Su finally couldn't speak anymore, Zi Yu smiled and spit out three words.

Qu Su was surprised, how could he still say such a thing?

"Amo is a good king, you will be fine with him."

"I...we'll be fine."

Su Ziyu smiled, as if he was extremely tired, he turned his head and closed his eyes again.

"Su Ziyu?" Qu Su was overwhelmed by Ziyu's calmness.

This is different from what she imagined, how could he... not respond at all?

"Su Ziyu?" Qu Su stretched out her hand and shook Ziyu, she didn't know what she wanted to do, really, was it just to make him sad.

"Hmm..." Su Ziyu suddenly brushed away Qu Su's hand, straightened his upper body slightly, and vomited a mouthful of deep red.

After vomiting blood, the pain in the stomach became more obvious, but is it really only the stomach that hurts?

But he also hoped that Amo would be able to accept the concubine immediately, and now he has already made up his mind, so why is he unhappy.

The smell of blood quickly spread in the cell, Qu Su only felt a little difficult to breathe.

"Are you okay?" Qu Su didn't dare to touch Zi Yu again, and she didn't know why she was so cautious, but she still couldn't control her nervousness.

Su Ziyu blinked, and said in a gentle tone, "I brewed a jar of plum wine a long time ago, and I planned to wait a little longer to make the wine taste stronger before opening it to try it out, but now I'm in prison If I can’t do anything for you and Amo’s happy event, then offer the altar of plum blossom bar. You tell Amo to go to Meizhuang Meilin in the spring of next year, but it’s up to him whether he can find the altar of wine.”

Su Ziyu spoke relaxedly, but a twisted stomach and heart couldn't allow him to feel at ease, and the initial fine sweat on his forehead has now merged into large drops of sweat and poured down like rain.

There is no longer any way to remain indifferent.

"Hurry up and feed him the medicine you brought!" Qu Su hurriedly shouted to the man who came with him. The man nodded, took out a cloth pouch from his arms, and carefully swallowed the medicine powder inside for Su Ziyu.

After Su Ziyu took the medicine, he fell into a drowsy sleep, but from the slightly furrowed brows, it could be seen that he was not relaxed.

Qu Surourou traced Ziyu's outline with her fingertips, and when she stood up again, her expression suddenly changed.

"Let's do it now." The words were addressed to the man at the side. The man glanced at Qu Su and said yes.

"Qu Su is sorry for you, this kindness, Qu Su will always remember it forever."

When the voice fell, he bowed his head heavily.

The man just smiled, this gift is too big, how can he benefit from it.

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☆、Blood to a ruthless lover

On the morning of the fourth day of the Yan month in the Yongwu year, it was a morning as usual, but it was so different.

The bustling streets are crowded with people, and the citizens would rather put down the business at hand and stay here, just to watch the excitement.

The grand master who has caused the most controversy in history, and the man most favored by the emperor since the founding of the country, today, he is going to the guillotine. Such a scene has never been seen before. How could the common people miss the opportunity to open their eyes.

It's just that not only these ordinary people are guarding here, but also some people are waiting for the opportunity and ready to go.

"Is something going to happen, young master?" Shaofeng raised a small face, with unconcealable worry on his face. "Would this be Yue Die's fault?"

Chang Su looked into the distance, he didn't blame others for Ziyu's affairs, even if someone interfered with it, he didn't believe that with Jun Jinmo's rights, Ziyu couldn't be saved!

But the matter has come to an end, what should be thought about now is how to rescue Zi Yu, instead of tracing the root cause and entanglement.

"I have brought all those with high martial arts skills in the teaching, as long as the young master passes by, we will act." Hei Yi whispered, and his nerves were already tensed.

As long as Ziyu can be successfully rescued today...

Chang Su smiled subconsciously, as long as he succeeds, today's catastrophe is not considered a catastrophe.

He was originally a pure disciple and had no intention of causing dust.

But what about being an enemy of the emperor?

He needed such an excuse a long time ago, an excuse to take Yu Yuan away...

***

"Su Ziyu, you should be on your way!"

The prison door is opened, and if you walk out of this room, what you will get is to see the sun again and sleep forever.

"Hurry up, you will drag me down if you are late!"

The cell boss pulled Su Ziyu and finally fixed the shackles, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "You look in good condition today, didn't you look sick and dying a few days ago?"

Su Ziyu didn't answer, but just walked forward step by step.

"Pass down the emperor's oral order to take Su Ziyu to the entrance of the west alley and behead him." The person who came was Jun Shuo's personal eunuch Deren, and just now the emperor said that there was an order for him to announce. He thought that the emperor might have a change of heart and wanted to let go. The grand master stepped forward, but who knew that what the emperor told him was only temporarily changing the place of execution, so that nothing would go wrong.

The emperor's thoughts...it's getting more and more unpredictable.

Deren sighed, the words have been brought, he should go back and report to the emperor.

***

The words of Jinkou, the announcement of the city gate.

all fake.

He remembered that when Ziyu was imprisoned, Chang Su came to rob him. He deeply realized that there are some people with extraordinary abilities around Ziyu. He was so nervous that he broke into the prison regardless of his own safety, but this time he was executed, and those people would not just sit idly by.

The tea was tasteless, Jun Shuo frowned, his mind was so messed up that he had nowhere to put it.

"Deren, what time is it?"

"Your Majesty, the time has passed."

The execution time is not far away...

Jun Shuo walked outside the hall, the sky was heavy and there was no wind.

It's going to snow again.

The weather was fine yesterday...

Could it be that the heavens took pity on him and blamed him for killing loyal ministers by mistake.

"Your Majesty." Deren added a fox fur coat for Jun Shuo, and said in a gentle voice, "Do you still remember the battle of Wushan? The teacher is not hindered, the emperor regains his spirit." De Ren straightened the corner of Jun Shuo's clothes, "Your Majesty, it is rare to regain the lost opportunity."

Maybe it's destiny.

Even if he is the lord of a country, it is hard to blame heaven if he loses but gains.

He probably forgot how he felt when he thought Ziyu was gone.

"I'll think about it again."

***

Because the execution place was temporarily changed, and the execution ground was set in a remote place, I didn't meet anyone along the way.

The prison van finally arrived, and the execution ground was the executioner except for the supervisor and a few attendants.

This criminal scene was staged in a simple and desolate manner.

The minister of Dali Temple looked up at the sky, and meditated in his heart that it was going to snow again.

"There is still time for a stick of incense." Stroking his beard, he said to himself.

"The weather is not good today." Dali Siqing shook his head, "It's almost there, send the things over."

The attendant at the side ran forward with a bowl of steamed buns and handed it to Su Ziyu, who had been knelt on the ground, with a look of unbearable expression. It was hard not to sigh when the once mighty former grand master was reduced to this point.

"Su Ziyu, do you have anything else to say before you leave?"

Su Ziyu was speechless, shook his head, glanced lightly at the white flour steamed bun in front of him, and knocked it over with a wave of his sleeve.

"Weird!" After scolding, Dali Siqing waved his hand, "All right, all right, let's execute the sentence!"

***

"It's about time, why hasn't the young master shown up yet?" Shaofeng couldn't help becoming anxious, he just wanted to see the young master as soon as possible, and help the young master out of danger as soon as possible, the longer the time dragged on, the more uneasy he felt.

"Do you still want to wait here?" Shaofeng pulled Chang Su's arm. He felt that there seemed to be something wrong. If he continued to wait, he didn't know what the result would be.

Chang Su kept silent, although he also felt strange, but if he left here, where would he go to find Ziyu, not to mention...it was clearly written in the notice, where would Ziyu go.

Just as he was thinking, one of the members of the teaching staff suddenly approached him in a hurry, and he could feel the seriousness of the situation from the tone of his speech.

The more Chang Su listened, the colder his heart became, but his eyes were on fire.

Before the person who sent the message finished speaking, Chang Su had raised his inner strength, stepped on the Lingbo, flew on the geese, and in the blink of an eye, Chang Su had disappeared from everyone's sight.

"What's going on?" Shaofeng was puzzled.

"I just found the news that the emperor has temporarily decreed that the execution ground has been changed, and the young master has been escorted to the west alley!"

The few people looked at each other in shock, didn't say much, and left immediately like Chang Su.

***

"It's not often that a lost opportunity comes back."

"It's not often that a lost opportunity comes back."

Jun Shuo chewed Deren's words over and over again, and he probably understood a little bit, even if he punished that person with cruel means, maybe he shouldn't think of such a way as death.

Actions are faster than thoughts, and when he came to his senses, Jun Shuo was already on his way to the execution ground.

The lightness kung fu has been used to the extreme, he doesn't know whether he wants to let Zi Yu go, but he is no longer allowed to think about it, because the execution ground is not far away.

The snow is falling, and from the moment you step out of the palace gate, the whole world is full of hail and snow.

Snow and frost covered her body, and a trace of coldness seemed to have extinguished a lot of the anxiety that had arisen in her heart.

But Junshuo couldn't think anymore.

He said that there is only Ziyu in this life, but he married Qu Su.

He said that he would protect Ziyu I, but he condemned him to death.

After all, whether his feelings for Su Ziyu are as deep as he thought, he doesn't know...

***

His speed should be extremely fast, but it doesn't seem to be too fast.

He remembered that the snow only started to fall shortly after he set off, but at this time there was already a considerable layer of crystal clear.

The execution ground was covered with hoarfrost, and there were only a few people here and there.

He is not someone who is easily satisfied, but he thinks he is not bad at his lightness.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that he was not good enough.

If it is faster, can it be stopped?

But what about the fact?

He didn't even have time to call out to stop.

Something quietly collapsed...

Jun Shuo's eyes widened in disbelief, and something stuck in his chest.

The bright red on the execution platform could not even cover the heavy snow, Jun Shuo's right palm unconsciously twisted the clothes on his chest, and secretly exerted force.

He... came late?

A servant was walking southwards dragging a sack containing something unknown. Jun Shuo was short of breath, and immediately jumped to block the way of the servant.

"Where is this person?" Jun Shuo's voice was trembling, but the little attendant didn't pay attention to this in time, and when he looked up, he saw that the emperor had bent his legs and was about to salute.

"I ask you where all the people here have gone!" Jun Shuo raised the attendant irritably, and the attendant's face changed and he begged for mercy, "Go back... to the emperor, once the beheading is over, the prisoner and the rest will go back , the ones left... are responsible for cleaning the execution ground and cleaning up the corpses."

Really...too late?

At this moment he lost his rationality and reserve, at this moment he gave up the dignity of the emperor.

When Jun Shuo saw the sack, his pupils shrank, and he almost leapt forward and overtook the sack in an ugly gesture.

In here...

Is it Zi Yu, whose head is different from his...

His most dazzling and proud Zi Yu, could it be in it?

Jun Shuo wanted to open the bag, but failed to do so after several attempts. How would he face it, how would he accept it?

Jun Shuo was like a helpless child, unable to do anything to protect this dirty and worn-out sack.

Ziyu, who used to boo and ask warm words and laugh at Yanyan, now makes him not even have the courage to take a look. What is he afraid of?

Are you afraid that you will never be able to escape your own condemnation after witnessing the nightmare in your heart?

Aren't you really afraid, as Deren said, that you can regain it every time you lose it?

but……

He really seems to have lost it.

Jun Shuo hugged that cold sack like he was protecting a treasure in the world, and the expression on his face made the attendants beside him couldn't bear to look at it any longer.

He was wrong, but no one will feel bad because of his self-blame...

The snow fell even heavier, and the little attendant was shivering from the cold and did not dare to make a sound. He could only stand aside, watching the high emperor and a sack containing a cold corpse wrapped in snowflakes.

"Go away." Jun Shuo said softly, but the little attendant was chilled to the bone, and he didn't dare to neglect, and disappeared immediately after saluting.

Jun Shuo smiled and stroked the sack with his fingers.

Inch by inch, it is as careful as touching the skin of a lover.

Why did I realize that I had countless opportunities to caress him when I lost it, why did I really regret it now.

"Amo will never doubt you again, really, Ziyu."

"I will believe every word you say."

No one heard Jun Shuo's choked up voice.

The snowflakes mixed with the sound of the wind covered all the joys and sorrows in the world.

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☆、The most bitter thing is parting

It seemed that a long time had passed, and the not-so-big acre of execution ground was covered with white clothes, and Jun Shuo knelt down on the ground, as if he had been cast in place without making a sound.

He really wanted to open the unsealed sack in his hand, but he didn't dare.

A generation of emperors would never have words like fear appear on their bodies.

But now he was scared, he didn't dare to look at it, not only didn't he dare, his hands even tightly gripped the mouth of the bag.

It's just that through this barrier, he feels that the person's body and head have been separated, which makes him heartbroken. What should he do if he witnesses it with his own eyes?

He used to treat Ziyu so unscrupulously because he never thought about what life would be like without him in the future, but now that he is really lost, he seems to have no other feelings except fear.

Now he thoroughly felt what powerlessness was.

Ziyu is here, but he is already powerless.

He couldn't find any miracle medicine in the world, he couldn't search all the miracle doctors in the world, he couldn't find any way to bring the dead back to life!

No one told him how to get back to him if he lost his head.

Su Ziyu, you did it on purpose...

In the confusion, someone pulled him up, but he didn't see who the person in front of him was, and a merciless fist knocked him back to the snow.

"Jun Jinmo! Where's Zi Yu?" Chang Su yelled at Jun Shuo with his almost fire-breathing eyes.

"Zhen is also looking for him, where is Ziyu..." There was a trace of confusion in Jun Shuo's eyes, this Jun Shuo was not the usual him.

Having said that, Jun Shuo hugged the sack that he had just let go of just now and brought it back to his side. The strong protective gesture that does not allow others to touch it is as solemn as trying to protect his own life.

Chang Su held his breath and looked at the bag that Jun Shuo was protecting in his arms. A terrifying thought suddenly appeared, and he stepped forward a few steps and went to grab the bag without saying a word.

Unexpectedly, when Jun Shuo saw Chang Su's action, he immediately became aggressive, his long legs swept across, and the snow cracked, revealing the clean land.

Normally speaking, Chang Su's kung fu was inferior to Jun Shuo's, but this time, he could not hide his murderous intent with every move, and his fierce attack was even a tie with Jun Shuo.

Without a sword, he simply fought with bare hands, Jun Shuo's eyes were red, there were many things in his heart that he couldn't express, and he also needed to vent.

The icy air was torn apart by the powerful moves, and the snowflakes were shaken into particles, which were sucked into the body, cooling the heart.

"Jun Jinmo, you were the one who insisted on asking Ziyu to enter the palace with you! If you were in Meizhuang, do you think such a thing would happen to him!"

While resisting Chang Su's attack, Jun Shuo held the sack tightly in his arms, his stern face was even more frosty at this moment, but who would know when that tight string would break.

This is what Shaofeng and others saw when they rushed to the execution ground.

The sky was full of snowflakes, and the two people in the arena fought fiercely like a demon. The attack of the two masters at the moment seemed to outsiders to be as chaotic as children fighting, but no one would think such a scene was funny.

Things will come to this point, there is only one possibility-too ​​late.

It's too late.

"Why do you pretend to be sad! Su Ziyu died without a whole body, you've got what you want!"

With Chang Su's loud roar, everything suddenly fell silent.

During the struggle, the sack that Jun Shuo regarded as a treasure shattered.

No one spoke, and all eyes were fixed on one spot, not daring to move.

"Master!" Shaofeng was the first to react, he yelled, and ran to the center desperately.

How could his beloved young master look so embarrassed by others.

If he didn't see the truth, he could still have a fluke mentality, but now his Ziyu is in front of him, and Ziyu who was pushed to death by his own hands appears in front of everyone. At this moment, Jun Shuo hopes that he is not Emperor, if not, he would really like to cry.

But he is not qualified, all the things are caused by him alone.

"I want to take Ziyu away." Chang Su said, reaching out to hug the broken but loving junior.

Seeing this, the members of Qingfeng Sect also stepped forward to help Chang Su.

The fierce battle was about to break out, but Jun Shuo had already calmed down.

"Hold gently, let Ziyu go back to Meizhuang with you, he has been thinking about it." Jun Shuo turned around, looking a little lonely from his back.

He just gave up?

Although it was a bit difficult to understand, Chang Su and the others took Ziyu and left.

After all, Jun Shuo is the person Ziyu wants to protect wholeheartedly, and they don't even seem to have a position to avenge Ziyu.

After all the people had left, Jun Shuo slowly turned around and walked to the execution place, squatting down slowly, his movements were as slow as a yellow-haired old man.

The palm of his hand wiped the snow for a long time, revealing a very pale blood color.

Those are Zi Yu's blood.

"Zi Yu..."

Like a lament, after making this sound, Jun Shuo buried his face in the snowdrift, his back heaving up and down, no one knew what happened to the proud emperor at the moment.

He still lost him.

He should have let Zi Yu go earlier.

How could the palace keep him, the emperor's dream was just his dream.

And Ziyu doesn't belong here.

***

After three years, Yongwu five years.

At this time, the world is even more prosperous, the country is prosperous, and the people live in peace.

Changing the dynasty and creating a new image is the ambition he has buried in his heart since he was a child. Now that the ambition has been achieved, he has not realized the sense of accomplishment that he expected.

There should have been a person in the grand plan drawn out by his pen and ink after studying for nearly 30 years, but that person no longer exists, and he will never be seen again in any corner of the world.

"Your Majesty... the envoy of Yao Kingdom, please see me." Deren reminded in a low voice, although he had just reported it, but the emperor didn't seem to hear it.

"Ah." Jun Shuo sighed shortly, "I'm old, and I can't hear clearly."

"The emperor has not yet reached the majesty of the majesty, isn't it just making fun of this old slave?"

Jun Shuo smiled, noncommittal.

"Please come in."

Yao country is a rising country. A small country that was not conspicuous a few years ago is becoming stronger and stronger. The reason for this makes Junshuo think deeply, but the most important thing is that Yao country will definitely pose a threat to Hua country in the future. How to achieve it? Checks and balances should be carefully considered.

"Zi Yu." Jun Shuo said suddenly, forgetting the time and place, and originally wanted to ask that person's opinion habitually, but suddenly thought of something, and pursed his lips in a slump.

Deren shook his head. Since the grand master left, the emperor has been calm and calm, and has devoted several times more energy to handling political affairs than before.

The courtiers all said that the grand master died well, if it wasn't for this, how could he be thriving today.

But as the emperor's close personal, he can see it most clearly.

In the past three years, the emperor's spirit has been extremely poor, and he has become in a trance.

The grand master is long gone, but the emperor always seems to forget about it.

Always unknowingly, habitually calling out that person's name.

I am used to looking for the figure of that person, and I am used to wanting to get drunk with him.

Deren added another piece of clothes to the emperor.

He would rather believe that the emperor did so many strange things in the eyes of others only because he was ill. After all, physical injuries can be healed, but emotional injuries cannot be cured.

***

"Your Majesty, I would rather pay this one wish, and ask for your permission."

Jun Shuo looked at Ning Fu quietly, and suddenly felt very tired. He pinched the center of his brows, but the tiredness still didn't seem to dissipate.

"Ning Fu, I said earlier that you and I should be called brothers, and there are no outsiders here who don't need to salute."

"I dare not." Ning Fu's words were sonorous, "The emperor said this to the same person back then, but what happened to that person now...I dare not follow suit."

The sore spot was stabbed fiercely again, but Jun Shuo was powerless to refute. He shook his head, with a persuasive look in his eyes, "The rivers and lakes are no better than the palace, are you really determined to leave?"

"I think Jianghu Lang is at ease." Ning Fu smiled, raised his head, and the sarcasm in his eyes approached Jun Shuo, "Your Majesty, although Jianghu is not as comfortable as the palace protector, at least his life is safe. You know, my minister I'm afraid of death."

Ning Fu had already said a word, but Jun Shuo did not respond for a long time.