There was no one in the lonely street. It was already late when we came out of the palace. It was only two or three hours before dawn. The whole street was quiet, with only the pure moonlight and the silent backs.
It was so late at night, he could have stayed in the palace overnight without leaving the palace in the middle of the night, but Xiao Jue suddenly felt tired and disappointed, and developed a kind of resistance to the palace. Su Su didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and Xiao Bai was taken back to the daughter country.
It was his brother who was instigating this behind the scenes. Xiao Jue was caught off guard. Apart from being sad, he even wanted to escape from that gorgeous forbidden palace.
I haven't felt this way for many years, and the exhaustion comes from my bones.
He still looks cold and handsome, with a talent on his face. His natural kingly aura is strong and rich, and his every move has an indescribable aura. However, there are profound vicissitudes between his eyebrows, and he can see through the world, but cannot escape it.
Weakness and fatigue.
When loyalty and faith are all broken, the heart is also shattered.
The lethality of this kind of wound is no less than that of love.
Xiao Jue couldn't help but miss him a little. The Xiao Jue who wanted wind and rain and didn't understand anything back then was also a kind of luck, right?
It's better than having a fall, being tortured and tormented, being ruthlessly abandoned and betrayed by the people around him. From the ignorant to the person he is today, all the wounds on his body are festering in the dark corners of his heart. This is a story.
Kind of unfortunate, right?
Xiao Jue couldn’t tell the difference either!
"We can't be defeated like this! Never!" Xiao Jue suddenly spoke out in a deep voice under the moonlight, firmly and forcefully. Regardless of whether Liusu was really killed or it was just a pretense, he would not give up if he didn't see the body for a day. What's more, Xiao Jue
Bai Yuan is in the land of daughters, and Long Qianyue is unwell, so he may not be able to protect her. For Xiao Bai, he has to cheer up and accept this blow!
Now, there is another person in his life who is as important as life. For her sake, he must not be defeated!
With faltering steps, steady and powerful, he strode toward the palace in rapid strides. During the distance from the palace to the palace, he quickly digested these sudden blows and clearly found his target.
Blindly immersing himself in the pain of loss will only make him more defeated.
Being confused once is enough!
If he was defeated so easily, he would not be qualified to live today!
When he returned to the palace, Xiao Han was waiting for him. There were some inexplicable emotions flashing in the man's eyes. The carefreeness in the past was no longer visible, only a condensed heaviness was visible.
No one can sleep at night like this!
News in the palace spread quickly, and Jinxiu paid attention to what was going on in the palace wholeheartedly. Even if he was unwilling to intervene in this matter, there was no way he could not make Jinxiu feel at ease.
"Seventh brother, did the emperor really imprison Feng Nanjin in the sky prison?" Xiao Han asked anxiously.
Xiao Jue had a stern look on his face, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "I'm tired and want to rest. Lao Jiu, please go back home!"
He is very tired now and doesn't want to say anything. He just wants to take a good rest and recharge his batteries. He still has a lot of things to do. The most important thing now is to have a good sleep and recharge his batteries.
Xiao Han looked at him strangely. According to Eunuch Lin's news, Fang Liusu was dead. There was no reason why Xiao Jue would be so calm. He was afraid that he would collapse, but he didn't expect him to be so calm.
"The emperor will clean up the mess he made this time. I will not take care of it anymore!" Xiao Jue said calmly: "In two days, I will set off for a trip to the daughter country. I will leave the matter of Shengtian to you.
!”
"Brother Qi, what do you mean?" Xiao Han narrowed his eyes and said sternly: "If Feng Nanjin is imprisoned, it will definitely cause an uproar in the government and the public. The imperial concubine is pregnant. If she gives birth to a dragon son, the entire family will be in trouble.
He will depose his eldest brother and establish a prince, evading the imperial power. How can you ignore him at this time?"
"How can I care?" Xiao Jue's voice was extremely calm, and he could not hide his tiredness. "I have no regrets towards my elder brother and Shengtian. More than ten years are enough. I have dedicated half my life to
Eldest brother and Shengtian have long been tired of it. It’s time to do something for yourself. Laojiu and seventh brother have already had too many regrets in their lives, and they don’t want to continue to create more regrets. You are also married, and your temperament has changed.
It’s decided, Shengtian will be left to you, you are more suitable than Brother Qi!”
Xiao Han was shocked in his heart and showed panic. For the first time, he saw this kind of emotion that he couldn't explain on Xiao Jue's face. It seemed like self-deprecation, like pain, like despair, and more like confusion... In his heart
I have a bad feeling. Could it be that Fang Liusu is really dead and the eldest brother plans to go with her?
impossible!
Absolutely not!
He is Xiao Jue, who is as hard as iron. Under his protection, he can live a carefree life for half his life, without having to resist any blame. In Xiao Han's heart, Xiao Jue's status is more important than that of the emperor. Looking at Xiao Jue like this
Absolutely, he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart. The emperor went too far this time, didn't he?
He was so sad and angry, angry that the emperor would hurt his seventh brother's heart so much!
"Brother Seven... why are you going to the Daughter's Country?" Xiao Han asked, even if you leave Shengtian, you don't have to go to the Daughter's Country!
A touch of tenderness appeared on Xiao Jue's face. Thinking of his daughter, his heart felt as warm as a hot spring. He wiped away the fatigue just now and said with a smile: "Xiao Han, I have a daughter!"
There was indescribable satisfaction in his tone, as if he had the whole world in his hands.
"...What?" Xiao Han was startled by him, his eyes widened, and he suddenly understood, "Are you talking about the child from the Feng family?"
Xiao Jue nodded. His tall body looked very lonely under the moonlight. The dark air flow was like a substantial net, surrounding it from all directions. It was oppressive and uncomfortable, but it was like seeing a ray of light before dawn, a hope in the oppression.
.
"I just learned that Liusu gave birth to a daughter for me, and now she has been brought back to the land of daughters. You also know that the battle between Long Qianyue and Long Xueli has become fierce. Long Qianyue's body can't hold on for long. Xiaobai will have
It’s dangerous, and Liusu, the eldest brother said to kill her, but I don’t want to believe it, maybe mother and daughter are both in the country of daughters!”
"Then what will happen to Shengtian when you leave?" Xiao Han said hurriedly.
Xiao Jue smiled bitterly, "Xiao Han, don't you understand? Big brother, even without me, he can handle everything in Shengtian well, whether it is off the stage or on the stage!"
"Seventh Brother!" Xiao Han exclaimed, Xiao Jue patted him on the shoulder, and said sincerely: "This time the struggle between Feng Nanjin and the emperor, you should resolve it well and try not to cause a war. Shengtian, I leave it to you.
!”
After Xiao Jue said that, he slowly walked into Wutong Garden regardless of the glares behind him. The fragrance of camellia that hit his face calmed his troubled heart a little.
"Lisu, where are you?" Xiao Jue looked at the painting on the wall intently. The Liusu in the painting looked like it was five years ago, cold and indifferent, with an elegant temperament. He captured the girl's expression accurately, with a single frown.
Every smile looks like a real person, which shows that the person who wrote the painting has devoted his entire life to the person in the painting.
The room was not lit, and was a little dim. The man who had not slept for two days had sharp eyes, and could not hide the deep affection in his eyes. His longing was like a colored pen on a white paper, full of traces in his heart, blending into his bones and blood, and was present all the time.
Tormenting his nerves.
Whether dead or alive, he has to see it with his own eyes!
Otherwise, you can’t convince yourself, no, you just refuse to believe it!
The sky prison was heavily guarded, with three floors outside and three floors inside. Not even a fly could fly in. However, a figure slipped into the prison like a ghost without disturbing anyone.
Feng Nanjin's cell was in the deepest part of the sky prison. It was a separate room. The farther inside, the heavier the yin and rotten air. Even rats and cockroaches were afraid of the harsh environment inside and did not dare to set foot in it. Moss spread on the walls.
It exuded a strong smell of decay, and was stained with blood in some places, which looked shocking.
Waves of dark wind blow continuously from the ground, like the wails of evil spirits in hell, which makes people feel frightened.
Feng Nanjin was sitting cross-legged on the simple bed, recuperating her energy. Although she looked very embarrassed, her aura of nobility and coldness was not diminished. Her eyebrows were distant, and her eyes were gazing as if she was contemplating something. Her expression was calm and unwavering, and it was hard to tell.
What emotions.
"Master!" The masked man who sneaked into the prison walked to the cell and called softly. Nan Jin then opened his eyes. His dark jade-like eyes were gleaming, as if all the prosperity in the world had been absorbed, and the whole world seemed to be filled with only
This brilliance.
Streaming light!
"Nangong, how are things going?" Nan Jin's voice was so indifferent that no emotion could be heard. Nangong Jinghan nodded and said in a deep voice: "Wan Shi'an has received the news, everything will go as the young master wishes, Ningzhou, Chuanyun, etc.
The local guard general returned to the capital in the name of Prime Minister Wan's birthday, and all the troops were divided into pieces and went to the capital!"
Nangong Jinghan, one of the four hall masters of Bingyue Palace.
Nan Jin nodded, hummed, no more words, his eyes were deep, and there was an intimidating aura, and he was silent, which was even more frightening!
"Sir, have you really decided to support Wan Shian in forcing the palace?" Nangong Jinghan hesitated for a while and asked hesitantly.
Nan Jin smiled, "Do I look like him?"
"It's quite similar!" Nangong Jinghan answered honestly. Even he couldn't see clearly what Feng Nanjin's purpose was. He was a smart man and would never throw a stone at his own feet. Who was Wan Shi'an?
They knew everything, so how could they really help Wan Shian?
"Nangong, everything is a collection of true and false. There is no need to distinguish between true and false. I don't care about the process, as long as there is an ending. I have warned Xiao Yue a long time ago not to play hard with me. He can't afford the price.
, he wants to verify it himself, so I will do as he wishes and teach him a lesson! How could I just let it go so easily regarding Su Su and Xiao Bai’s account? Even if I want to leave, I will make him upset first.
, the world is turned upside down before leaving!" Nan Jin said lukewarmly, with a cold smile on his lips.
This is the arrogant and unruly Feng Nanjin!
"Master, remember to remind me not to offend you!" Nangong Jinghan said with a smile.
Nan Jin raised his eyebrows and said: "Remind Xuanbei and Dongfang to pay attention to all ships coming and going on the Mobei Sea. It is better to make a thousand mistakes than to miss one. Put people in and protect Xiaobai!"
"yes!"
Nangong Jinghan thought for a moment and asked, "Young Madam?"
Nan Jin's heart sank, a look of distress flashed through her eyes, and she said calmly: "I don't know whether I am alive or dead. If I am alive, it must be in Long Xueliang's hands. There will be no danger in being alive for a while. I will get my people back!"
If he died... Nan Jin refused to think about it, his eyes were as cold as ice.
"Oh, sir, I forgot to tell you something. My wife left Fengcheng and seems to have entered Beijing!" Nangong Jinghan suddenly remembered something and shrugged.
Nan Jin's face changed drastically and he shouted, "You bastard, stop my mother quickly and don't allow her to take a step closer to the capital!"
"Young Master..." Nangong Jinghan was confused, why was he so angry?
"Stop my mother!" Nan Jin squeezed out each word through her teeth!
