The night is as bright as ink.

The entire capital fell into a deep sleep.

The heavy rain was still falling, but it was late at night, and the strong wind gradually stopped, and the lightning that was roaring in the sky became smaller.

Just on a street in the capital, two figures were walking on the street under a white oil-paper umbrella.

The heavy rain fell on the umbrella, and the splashing water made a crackling sound.

Although these two figures share an umbrella, the atmosphere is inexplicably strange.

The umbrella is not big, and even the rain occasionally splashes the clothes.

Finally, one of the figures suddenly stopped.

She turned around and stared at Li Beifeng beside her.

"Do you dislike me?"

Li Beifeng also stopped and glanced back at her: "No."

"What do you mean?"

"What do you think?"

Zhou Qiuning's eyes fell on Li Beifeng's half of his body that had been wet by the rain, and a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, she took a step forward and left the umbrella range.

Then, a heavy rain in the sky fell on her, and soon the originally thin clothes were wet with the rain.

She glanced back at Li Beifeng, with a bit of provocation in her eyes.

Faced with Zhou Qiuning's behavior, Li Beifeng did not react much.

He still held an umbrella and looked at her.

Indifferent.

Zhou Qiuning gave up!

Perhaps she felt the feeling of frustration again, and she did not look at Li Beifeng again, turned around and walked forward.

My delicate body was wet by the heavy rain, and my originally soft hair was already wet at this moment.

Li Beifeng supported her and followed her, her steps were neither too fast nor too slow. The two of them were in front and behind.

This scene seemed extremely strange late at night.

If someone was not sleeping at this moment, he would probably be scared to death when he saw this strange scene on the street.

Finally, she didn't know how long it took, but she suddenly stopped and looked forward slowly.

At this moment, her whole body was already wet, and the heavy rain fell on her.

The heavy rain in front of her faintly obscured her vision. She stood in the heavy rain, motionless, like a statue.

At this time, Li Beifeng's figure also followed her, stood side by side with her, and looked forward.

Not far away is the Dazhao Palace.

The towering wall blocked the two of them, and not far away was the strictly guarded imperial guards.

However, these imperial guards today seem particularly vigilant.

The number of imperial guards is several times higher than before. These imperial guards are fully armed and are vigilantly watching all the troubles around them.

Staring at the imperial guards ahead, Li Beifeng turned around and his eyes fell on her.

At this time, Zhou Qiuning also happened to look at him slowly, and the two of them looked at each other.

silence!

"Are you just watching me get wet in the rain alone?"

Zhou Qiuning spoke.

Li Beifeng frowned slightly, but soon let go, and he said lightly: "Your choice."

He didn't let her get wet, she wanted to get wet.

He won't stop him, and there is no need to stop him.

"You're right!"

Zhou Qiuning nodded on her own: "It's indeed my own choice..."

It seems to be repeating the words, and it seems to be metaphorizing something.

The next second, she suddenly smiled and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

Then, she snatched the umbrella from Li Beifeng's hand and then let go.

The oil-paper umbrella flew out in an instant with the cold wind at night and soon disappeared into the darkness.

Li Beifeng, exposed to the heavy rain, was soon wet on his clothes. After a while, he also became a chicken.

Li Beifeng did not respond and quietly watched her movements.

Something was wrong with her tonight.

After all this, Zhou Qiuning seemed a little happy.

"Now, you're the same as me!"

She smiled brightly at Li Beifeng. At a moment, a trace of innocence seemed to appear on the girl's face.

Another flash passed and disappeared.

Li Beifeng was not angry. He just looked at Zhou Qiuning calmly. He glanced at the front and fell on her again.

"So, you're involved, are you?"

Zhou Qiuning was stunned and then laughed again; "Do you know?"

"I guessed it!"

Li Beifeng glanced at the tightly guarded palace gate in front of him, and it was self-evident.

"You're right, I'm indeed involved!"

Zhou Qiuning nodded and looked at him again: "So, are you willing to go and watch this scene with me?"

Li Beifeng looked at her, silent, and did not give the answer immediately.

However, Zhou Qiuning did not continue to wait for his reply, but took steps and walked towards the door of the palace.

Li Beifeng looked at her figure, and finally followed without saying anything.

...

The figures of the two were soon blocked by the imperial guards outside the palace.

The imperial guards outside the palace are no longer those people Li Beifeng knew before.

Li Beifeng's eyes flashed across the faces of these people one by one, and his eyes were slightly sunken.

Everyone has changed!

What this means is self-evident.

At this moment, the palace might have changed. Zhao Jing...has he really been rebelled?

Zhou Qiu stared at the imperial guards, reached into his arms, and then threw a token to the imperial guards' small leader.

When the little leader looked at the token, his eyes suddenly froze, and then he became respectful: "So it's Miss Zhou!"

Then, the imperial guards were released.

The two easily entered the imperial city.

As soon as he stepped into the palace, Li Beifeng smelled the bloody smell from the air.

He suddenly turned around and looked in a certain direction.

In the dim environment, you can vaguely see that the ground not far away is still seeping blood.

There were blood everywhere on the ground and on the walls. However, there was no corpse.

It seems that there has been a fierce battle here before and it has come to an end.

That bloody scene is enough to prove how tragic it was before.

The heavy rain kept washing the ground, washing away the blood on the ground, but could not escape the solemn aura that filled the air.

As if thinking of something, Li Beifeng suddenly turned around and looked at Zhou Qiuning beside him: "How long have you been preparing for this day?"

Zhou Qiuning smiled and said, "What do you think?"

Li Beifeng looked up and looked forward: "Did Zhao Jing succeed? "

"I don't know either!"

Zhou Qiuning shook his head slightly and looked forward: "But if nothing unexpected happens, there should be a result now, right?"
To be continued...