Should marry a concubine heart illuminating the moon

Gui Yang's death was deserved, and the empress empress was so kind that she left his whole body behind.Hearing that it was the Bai Ling poisoned wine that Zhao Yi personally sent, Gui Yang chose the poisoned wine as expected.After all, Xuanliang's death was too horrific, and Zhao Yi, who Guiyang didn't want to see him off, saw his miserable appearance.

"It's better to die at your hands than to die at the hands of those assassins." Shen Yuxin stood behind Zhao Yi holding an oil umbrella.

The official of Qin Tianjian said that Fuhua Mountain carries the luck of dragons, and if those who do not have enough lives are buried here, they will not have good luck but will suffer bad luck.So Zhao Yi had no choice but to bury Guiyang's body beside Tingxi Lake in a hurry, at least he could come to worship once or twice every year when he was resigning from Qing Dynasty.

Zhao Yi did not open an umbrella, and the drizzle had already covered his blue hair with a layer of hoarfrost. He stood up slowly, clenched his fists, and said in a dark voice, "He deserves to die in my hands."

The sarcasm at the corner of Shen Yuxin's mouth disappeared in a flash, "Forgive me for saying it bluntly, Your Highness has a kind heart and cannot do such an ungrateful thing."

Zhao Yi slowly turned his head to the side, his eyes were dark, "Sir, do you think I am soft-hearted or a woman's benevolence?"

Shen Yuxin let out a sigh of relief towards her palm, turned around and said, "Your Majesty will rule the world in order, Your Highness, don't think too much, we should go to the Eight Treasures Tower, if Miss Qingliu comes back and can't find her, it will delay the big event."

Zhao Yi turned his head and glanced at the crude tombstone with "Guiyang's Tomb" scrawled on it, and he didn't miss it any more.

The prison of Dali Temple.

Rao Chen Guyue, a unparalleled national scholar like Chen Guyue, would never have imagined that someone would assassinate in the majestic Laitian Prison in broad daylight, and the person to be assassinated was still the crown prince who had been secretly ordered by the emperor.

Qingliu casually said that she was the maid of the Qingmo Academy, and showed the imperial waist badge of Master Cai, and led Gongsun Jingya to Zhao Ye in a swaggering manner.Because of Shen Yuxin's reputation, the jailer never even questioned him, and let him go without any doubt.

Zhao Ye's face was still calm when he saw Qingliu, and when he saw Gongsun Jingya, the black-clothed son behind her, he inadvertently showed a smile, and said with a half-smile, "Are you two here to save this prince or to kill him?" This prince's?"

Gongsun Jingya frowned slightly. When Zhao Ye was still in Gongsun's family, he heard people in the clan say that although he is the eldest son of the emperor, he will be just a puppet of our Gongsun family in the future.At that time, although Gongsun Jingya called the patriarch's grandfather, his identity was not as good as that of the eldest son of the puppet emperor. Even the father who was most valued by his grandfather had to respond to the unidentified eldest son of the emperor.Gongsun Jingya was jealous and envious, but when Zhao Ye was sent back to the Southern Jin Dynasty, and soon followed Qu Xixi to hide in ambush, Gongsun Jingya realized that Zhao Ye was not hateful, but pitiful.

A prince who has been at the mercy of others all his life, even if he sits on the world, so what?Could this world ever be in his hands?But Zhao Ye in front of him seemed unwilling to be shackled by others, and even knew that such a day would come.

"Gongsun Jingya was originally ordered by the Patriarch to come to help His Highness." Gongsun Jingya said calmly.

Zhao Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were full of disdain, "What about now?" His eyes shifted to the face of an ordinary woman who had never looked at him more than usual, "The Patriarch once said that you are rebellious, so he has never let you Acting on the bright side, now it seems that it can be said to be a prophecy?"

Qingliu's eyes showed killing intent.

"The girl never betrayed His Highness until the end, but His Highness never thought of a trace of old love, and forced her to die. Qingliu doesn't know what loyalty is. The patriarch never said it, His Highness never taught it. Qingliu only knows that the girl's kindness is as heavy as a mountain!"

Zhao Ye laughed loudly, "The kindness is so great, why didn't you kill Shen for her back then? Then why did she go to die?"

Qingliu lowered her eyes slightly.

"Mr. Shen... is a good man."

Zhao Ye laughed wildly, and said hello three times, "You are all good people who value love and righteousness, but I am a treacherous and evil person who commits all kinds of evil, okay! Very good!" Zhao Ye stared fiercely. Looking at the two, "It seems that you are here to kill me."

Qingliu suddenly felt a chill. Although Gongsun Jingya was not as sharp as Qingliu, who was born as a dead soldier, he was a martial arts practitioner.The two of them looked in the direction they came from at the same time, and saw an old slave with gray temples walking slowly, walking quietly.

Before the old slave could walk out of the shadows, Qing Liu gasped, "An Dehai!?"

Zhao Ye laughed wildly again, clutching the cage with both hands, eyes tearing apart, "For twenty years, the Gongsun family has treated me as a puppet for twenty years! I really don't know if I am the emperor!? Your Gongsun family is too conceited! Madness!"

The sixtieth old slave slowly raised his eyes, staring blankly at the two who calmed down instantly after the panic, and said hoarsely: "This is the Southern Jin Heavenly Prison, the old slave came here to kill Xiao Xiao under His Majesty's decree, the peaceful and prosperous age cannot tolerate you being so rampant !"

"Peace and prosperity?" Gongsun Jingya sneered.

"Presumptuous!" An Dehai's figure was slightly stooped, even stronger than Qingliu, who was not a woman, but as soon as he finished speaking, the aura around him suddenly swelled, as if an invisible net was enveloping him.

"Is there a chance for us to win together?" Gongsun Jingya asked in a low voice.

Qingliu frowned, shaking her head with difficulty.

An Dehai's strength is unfathomable, no one has seen him go all out.All I know is that he has been by Zhao Zongqian's side all these years, no assassin can come within ten steps of Zhao Zongqian.The only time in Baohua Pavilion was when he was not by Zhao Zongqian's side.

"Walk or fight?" Gongsun Jingya asked again.

The enemy who can't wait to eat blood and drink flesh is in front of him, and the sword is also in hand, let's go?How can I go! ?

Qingliu put one hand on the hilt of the sword, and said in a deep voice: "Please, sir, report the letter to Mr. Qingliu, Empress Qingliu!" After saying that, Qingliu, the dead man, moved and rushed towards An Dehai's gate without any concealment!

Gongsun Jingya, who was still in a dilemma at the time of life and death, was stunned on the spot, and Zhao Ye, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, said at this time: "Gongsun Jingya, because of your courage to betray the Gongsun family, this prince will forgive you!" life, as long as you are willing to use it for me in the future."

Gongsun Jingya turned his head to look at him, and Zhao Ye said again: "Kill Qingliu, clean up the house for this prince, and this prince promises not to blame the past, how about it?"

Seeing Zhao Ye's proud face, Gongsun Jingya couldn't help but smiled, drew his sword out of its scabbard and walked towards him, saying, "If my aunt knows that you have this kind of virtue, you won't be able to sleep well under Jiuquan. When it comes to cleaning the house, you should It was Gongsun Jingya who cleaned up the house for aunt."

"My mother?" Zhao Ye was stunned.

Gongsun Jingya wiped the blade of the sword with two fingers, "Aunt Xu is an excellent woman. Before she left home, Gongsun's family used to be harmonious and harmonious, but everything has changed since her death. You and I Counting cousins, for my aunt's sake, being a brother won't make your death too painful."

After finishing speaking, the sword energy cut through.

Zhao Ye watched helplessly as Gongsun Jingya chopped off several pillars of the cage with a single strike, and then walked up to him without hindrance.At this time, he suddenly realized that the thin black man in front of him was so tyrannical!

"An Dehai!" Zhao Ye shouted hoarsely.

The old slave with gray temples pushed aside the green willow lying in front of him, and glanced in the direction of the cage.Qingliu staggered and stood still a foot away, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a grinning smile: "You are nothing more than that, old bastard. If you really try your best to stop you, Qingliu alone is enough!"

An Dehai narrowed his eyes slightly, as if the old cat who was tired of playing with birds finally showed its sharp minions.He slowly stretched out his hands, his wide sleeves fluttered without the wind, and his originally thin figure was strengthened by the clothes that swelled in the sea of ​​air.The old slave exhaled foul breath, and the next moment he disappeared in place.

Gongsun Jingya raised his wrist a little, and before he could show his murderous intent, he was hit by Qingliu who flew from nowhere and fell to the wall together.Gongsun Jingya only glanced at the dying Qingliu beside him, looked up and saw An Dehai walking slowly into the cage.

Qingliu, who was spitting blood, struggled to meet him again, but just as he stood up, he froze and fell back down, obviously at the end of his strength.

"Why are you still here?" Qingliu said with difficulty.

Facing An Dehai, who was raging with murderous intent five steps away, Gongsun Jingya was surprisingly calm. He stood upright and stood in front of Qingliu impartially. For the rest of my life, I want to be a hero once in a while, and if I don't die by chance, it won't be a pity in the future."

Qingliu smiled slightly, propping up the blade of the sword tremblingly and standing still, shoulder to shoulder with Gongsun Jingya.

What the two of them did was not glorious, but Zhao Ye frowned unconsciously because of his arrogance, as if it was only natural that he was the most evil person.

When An Dehai walked past Zhao Ye, Zhao Ye said in an inaudible way: "Get rid of his hands and feet, and leave him alone."

On weekdays, An Dehai was respectful to the eldest prince, whom His Majesty didn't like very much, and he didn't seem to be prejudiced by others.At this time, An Dehai didn't know whether he heard or not, and continued to walk towards the two people who were dying without stopping.But when he was only three steps away from the two of them and was about to make a move, An Dehai suddenly stopped in his tracks, and without warning, he turned around and slapped him.

Behind An Dehai's side, Zhao Ye stared at this old-fashioned woman who appeared out of nowhere and slapped An Dehai's palm and floated back safely.

The old slave who had only said one sentence from the beginning to the end, slowly opened his mouth and said: "You really came, Hongluan."

Hong Luan didn't seem to intend to hide it, and said with a deadpan expression: "By the order of your empress."

Qingliu unobtrusively stopped Gongsun Jingya who was trying to attack An Dehai at this time. If such a top expert dared to open the door behind his back, he would tell you clearly that no matter what method he used in front of the tyrannical force. In vain.

An Dehai picked up Zhao Ye's arm without any hesitation, and flew out of the cage, Hongluan had already taken the lead without the help of Qingliu and the others.While blocking Hongluan's attack, An Dehai threw Zhao Ye, who was in the way, to the way out, and said, "Your Highness, please go ahead!"

Zhao Ye, who still had self-knowledge, ran away without saying a word, completely ignoring his princely demeanor.

Qingliu and Qingliu, who were belatedly aware of it, looked at each other, Qingliu forcibly suppressed the surging Qi and blood in his chest, raising his Qi and was about to catch up with Gongsun Jingya.

Unexpectedly, the sixtieth old slave was so tough!

Stopped three people by one person!