She looked at the dark passage outside, and her voice became louder, as if she was lecturing Su Guna, or shouting at Su Qin's master and servant: "If you don't have a full meal, you won't even have the strength to fight, you know?"
Su Guna stuck out the tip of her tongue and replied loudly: "This slave knows!"
"Bang!" There was an explosion from the cell opposite. Soon, the jailer ran over to see what was going on. When he saw two women inside fighting for the rice grains in a broken bowl, he couldn't help but stamp his feet angrily.
Door. "Damn, it won't stop for a moment!"
Qiao Xin in the prison cell casually wiped the sticky tears on his face, grabbed the dirty rice and stuffed it into his mouth: "Master, if the rice is dirty, I will just eat it. You take good care of your health, and you can wait until you are cured to be with me."
Then the bitch fights!" What the bitch said makes sense. People are starving to death, so how can we talk about revenge?
The capital of Jiang and Song Dynasties, Bianjing.
In the gloomy sky, the tall reeds outside the capital were blown by the strong wind like a woman's swaying gauze skirt. The dark clouds in the sky were as thick as black cotton wool. Heavy rain was coming at any time, and the wind was blowing wildly, making people's faces wet.
It hurts but shows no signs of subsideing...
Bianjing Imperial Palace.
The palace, located under the shadow of the dense trees, has a golden glazed tile roof, engraved with patterns of dragons, phoenixes and pegasus, which is dazzling from a distance. The hollow patterns on the cornices, golden scales and golden armor, are vivid, as if they want to fly into the sky. The gorgeous palace pavilions
The two are connected by clear water, the ground is full of duckweeds, green and clear.
Under the gloomy sky, the golden glazed tile roof with double eaves looks particularly dignified and solemn.
The vertical arch hall is simple in regulation.
On the gold-lacquered dragon throne in the palace, sat a king with a depressed expression. The sandalwood incense was lit on the palace, and the smoke was lingering. It was only close to noon, but the Chui Gong Palace located in the deep palace seemed to have reached twilight.
At that hour, the whole hall looked gloomy and dark.
Feng Sheng, the chamberlain who was most trusted by Emperor Long Yunze in the palace, hurriedly entered the Chui Gong Hall with a fly whisk in hand. "Your Majesty, the second prince Yelu Longchang, who defected from the Min Liao Kingdom, wants to see you!"
Yelu Longchang?!
Long Yunze suppressed the worry between his brows, waved his hand towards Feng Sheng and said: "Xuan!"
"The second prince of the Xuan Min Liao Kingdom, Yelu Longchang, has an audience!" Feng Sheng waved his white whisk, and a man who described himself as embarrassed rushed in from outside the hall.
This man had a treacherous face and no justice in his eyes. When he saw the Emperor Long Yunze of the Jiang Song Dynasty sitting on the dragon throne, he threw away his identity as a prince, knelt down on the ground with a thump, and shouted: "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."
age!"
Long Yunze pursed his thin lips slightly, with a look of disdain in his eyes, and said in a cold tone: "Get up! Feng Sheng, give me a seat!" Although he is a defected prince, his identity is still there. As the leader of a country,
Jun, you still have this tolerance.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yelu Longchang pulled up his brocade robe, sat on a chair, and showed a flattering expression to Emperor Jiang Song: "Your Majesty does not dislike Longchang, and Longchang is grateful. Today, I have a secret to tell you!"
Long Yunze secretly sneered in his heart, your treacherous queen mother jumped off the city tower and committed suicide. What secrets can a prince in trouble have? Last time, Queen Wuya's plan of sending people to proactively provoke war not only caused him to lose face.
, and almost cost the Zhongting his life! Humph, it’s a secret, I’m afraid it’s another inferior conspiracy thought up by an incompetent mediocre person.
"I don't care about any secrets now. What I care about is General Huo's injury and the peace of the people at the border!" Long Yunze raised his eyes slightly, turned his eyes to the incense burner on the side, and kept tapping the dragon chair with his fingers.
The handrail of the chair deliberately showed an impatient look.
Yelu Longchang seemed to have expected that Long Yunze would treat him like this. He clenched the brocade robe on his knees with both hands and admitted his fault: "It was the empress mother and Longchang's poor thinking that caused the emperor to lose his troops. Longchang is guilty and let the emperor do whatever he wants. But the emperor
Before dealing with it, can you hear the news from Longchang, which will be helpful to the emperor's great cause?"
The golden dome, the red door, and the thick and dark hall were silent for a while.
The curling sandalwood slowly came out from the crane's pointed beak, rose into the air, transformed into various shapes, and finally dissipated on the dome of the carved dragon-painted building. "Pop!" There was a crisp sound, which shocked Yelu Longchang.
Shivering, he knelt on the ground. "Your Majesty!"
The resplendent dragon throne reflected the handsome face of Emperor Jiang Song, and a small sun seemed to be scorching him above his head. After a long time, Emperor Long Yunze of Jiang Song said graciously: "Let's talk..."
Yelu Longchang secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. As long as Emperor Jiang Song was willing to listen to the secrets he told, his wish to climb the Min Liao Dabao one day would come true.
He slowly raised his head and said to the majestic and noble emperor: "This secret is extraordinary. Longchang wants to find an insider to go to the palace to explain it in detail."
"allow!"
After a while, a graceful Min Liao woman was led to Chui Gong Hall by Feng Sheng. Long Yunze was usually busy with state affairs and did not indulge in women. But the woman exuding the prairie style in front of him made his eyes shine.
Feel.
The woman smiled softly and slowly knelt down in the hall, which was as dark as a mirror. Her gauze skirt was swaying beautifully, and her slightly hoarse voice was like a gentle warm wind, blowing on her face: "Slave Tana, please see the emperor. Long live the emperor! Long live the emperor!"
"
Long Yunze's attitude also changed a lot compared to before. He leaned forward slightly and his tone became softer, "Your name is Tana?"
"Back to the emperor, my name is Tana."
"Oh, the pearl on the grassland is indeed worthy of its name!" Long Yunze smiled happily and asked Yelu Longchang: "Is the insider mentioned by the second prince Tana?"
"Back to the emperor, yes. Before Tana came to Longchang, she was the concubine of Yelu Qingge, the king of northern Min and Liao. She was squeezed out by Princess Wuyaqiqig and became a slave in the palace. A few days ago, she left the palace
Qin Yuan secretly overheard the whereabouts of the Star Princess of Helan Kingdom...she..."
Before Yelu Longchang finished speaking, Long Yunze interrupted him: "Princess of the Stars?! Is she the Princess of the Stars who is rumored to hold the treasure that dominates the world?"