It was not until the figure disappeared that Shen Tianshu retracted his gaze, not knowing why he was staring at a little girl who didn't know whether she was handsome or ugly.

Then he ignored the expressions of Cao Ning and Tong Kaiyang, turned around and left.

Shen Tianshu didn't see it. As soon as he left the window, the closed door opened again.

Zhou Fei was very alert and looked around outside the door.

The person in the dark pile next to him asked in a soft language that was assimilated by the locals: "What, someone?"

Zhou Fei shook her head hesitantly. She was horrified just now for no reason. Today, she went to the palace to find Xie Yuncai without a knife, otherwise she might have pulled it out.

When he was wondering, the steward of Jinling Dark Stake walked over quickly and said in a low voice, "A Fei, why did you come back? Someone was looking for you and brought this thing. Look at it, do you recognize it?"

Said, stuffing a package to her, Zhou Fei looked down and saw that the contents of the package were exactly the Caixia soft armor that she took off to Wu Chuchu and the others in the Qi gate.

Zhou Fei: "What about people? What's the matter?"

"Waiting for you in front, hurry up and hurry up, it seems that there is something important, you hurry up!"

Soon, Zhao Yuan was not the only one who couldn't sleep.

However, no matter how mortals turn, the sun still rises.

Early the next morning, before the fourth watch, Jinling was busy.

It was still dark, Xie Yun closed his eyes and rested while letting the people play and groom.

Suddenly, the palace maid who combed his hair gave an "ah", and knelt down with a "pop": "Damn this slave!"

Xie Yun didn't need to look to know what was going on. He stretched out his hand and touched the back of his neck. Sure enough, he felt a handful of bloodstains. It must have been a good skin that suddenly cracked, frightening the little girl. He waved his hand gently. : "It's okay, let's comb it, it won't bleed for a while, find something to cover it up for me."

Zhao Yuan happened to cross the threshold with one foot, and his footsteps stopped abruptly.

Zhao Yuan knew that Xie Yun was "Qiansuiyou", and also suspected that the "Bone Bone Biography" was made by this person, but since this was the case, why did he dare to sign it like this?

What's more, with his current situation, the entire Taiyuan Hospital is helpless, and the words "Life is not long" are written from head to toe. Could he still have any plans?

Xie Yun greeted him casually and said: "Your Majesty, you canonize the prince today, if the prince dies tomorrow, will people say that this position is too expensive, and the fate is not strong enough to hold back? Then there will be no future. People dare to be your prince."

He didn't even call him "Uncle Huang" anymore.

Zhao Yuan's expression changed, and suddenly he said, "Ming Yun, what do you wish for?"

Xie Yun answered the question: "What is Liang Dianian's wish?"

Zhao Yuan was silent for a long time, and said, "Liang Qing hopes that the world will be peaceful, the north and the south will be unified, and someone will inherit the legacy of him and the previous emperor. Don't retreat because of the tragic ending that year."

Xie Yun nodded when he heard the words: "It seems that Your Majesty has done it."

Zhao Yuan's expression was still very tight.

"I do have a wish." Xie Yun waved off the servants who were surrounding him, and bowed respectfully towards Zhao Yuan.

"I hope that Your Majesty will have a beginning and an end, not forgetting the original intention, and not disappointing Duke Liang's many years of assistance; I also hope that all my relatives, friends and people who care about me will grow old safely and live a long life; Well, they have all been taken care of by the proper people."

The last sentence is especially deadly.

Xie Yun paused for a moment, then smiled again: "If you make a mistake, you will make a mistake. It's okay. The emperor has a purple light to protect his body, so why should he care about the mere skeleton?"

Zhao Yuan was speechless.

"May Your Majesty endure forever." Xie Yun raised his head and smiled at him, "The hour is coming, Uncle Huang, let's go."

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☆、Chapter 165

At first Xie Yun thought that the sky was just not bright, but it turned out that it was not clear yet.

Mu Xiaoqiao and Mrs. Nishang Ping Zong vaguely sang a biography of the bones and left, but they caused a big problem for the imperial guards in the capital. Although Xie Yun assured him that "it's okay to be wrong", Zhao Yuan still called people martial law like walking on thin ice.

Xie Yun was wearing a complicated dress, and felt that the crack on his neck was about to crack the crown. Fortunately, his blood flow was extremely slow at this time, and it froze for a while. He stayed by the side and watched Zhao Yuan pay tribute to his ancestors.

The ceremony was stinky and long, and when he heard him fall asleep, he couldn't help but think, if the late emperor really had a spirit in the sky, I'm afraid he'd already be troubled by chanting.

Jinling's winter is wet and cold. Although it is not as cold as the west wind in the old capital, it is not pleasant. After a while, a light snow like fine salt floats again, and the civil and military officials shivering with the cold , Accompanying him, Zhao Mingchen led a group of big and small princes to line up neatly, his eyes accidentally met with Xie Yun, and he moved away immediately.

Xie Yun didn't bother to guess what he was thinking. He was different from others. The snow slag stuck on his body and didn't melt. It soon fell into a thin layer. , wandering endlessly in my heart, counting my time, thinking, "I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to the old capital in my life."

At this time, Zhao Yuan pulled him.

Xie Yun came back to his senses, only to realize that he had reached this stage. He felt a little numb in his legs, so he finally steadied himself and took a few steps forward, and knelt down.

Zhao Yuan gave him a deep look, and said in a loud voice, "My father and brother were killed by the Jian people back then, and their relatives were separated. I was young and ignorant, and was ordered in danger..."

Xie Yun listened without expression, looked at the dark guards, and said in his heart, "In this case, Fei probably won't be able to come, or it's okay, so that she won't let her see me being so stupid."

"I've been in government for more than 20 years, and I've been awake at night, and I've been in a state of anxiety all day long..."

An indescribable feeling rose from Xie Yun's chest. It was a little numb and itchy at first. After a while, he realized that it was some kind of sharp tingling sensation. Yun's eyes were suddenly blurred.

"I do not dare to be greedy for power and love for the throne. I entrust Pi to the nephew of the late emperor's brother, follow the order of the heavens, respect the order of Jingjing..."

Xie Yun slowly released the last trace of true qi in the sea of ​​​​qi that seemed to still have residual warmth, which was better than wandering in the dying meridians, and thought bitterly: "If I die here, Your Majesty will look good Well, luckily, I went out early and sent 'Xiwei' to A Fei."

"Kin this-"

Xie Yun raised his eyes slightly, and the falling snow slag fell from the gap between his eyelashes, swept across the bridge of his nose, and fell into his equally cold shirt.

"Chen..." Xie Yun lightly said, "I don't dare to obey."

When the sound fell, Xie Yun didn't know if it was because of his tinnitus that he couldn't hear clearly, or if the big idiots around him really didn't expect the answer, and they were all stunned. In short, it was quiet, the needles could be heard falling, and a cold wind was blowing from the high. The high heaven and earth altar rolled down, Xie Yun was as calm as his sinking heart, and said calmly: "I have failed my ancestors and uncles. The six arts are not proficient, the physique is not healthy, and I am afraid..."

Zhao Yuan suddenly shouted: "Ming Yun!"

"I'm afraid there will be no such thing as a profound blessing." Xie Yun turned a deaf ear, slowly completing his own words, and then raised his head, "Chen..."

At this moment, someone suddenly snorted coldly and interrupted Xie Yun.

The voice seemed to be very far away, and it seemed to be right next to the ear, extremely hoarse, and there seemed to be two rusted old iron in the throat.

Zhao Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up suddenly, only to see a ghostly figure "floating" above the high canopy of the imperial chariot, where the distant imperial chariot was located. Lightly propped up on a canopy of 1.8 feet, the whole body was wrapped in black clothes. The black robe was wide and moved with the wind.

The strings on all the guards were tightened together, and no one knew when this person came or went up! The commander in black said in a low voice: "Take it."

The silent guards ordered the advance and retreat, and the word "take down" did not land. All the archers and archers turned around and took their places. The four teams outflanked the front at the same time. The first feather arrow smashed the drowsy night sky. ”—the “ghost figure” moved suddenly!

He leisurely descended from the high canopy like a black cloud, waved out his long sleeves, as if pushing out an invisible wall, blocking the water-like arrows and the guards, screaming loudly in his mouth, no The civil servant, who was in poor health, was dizzy and dizzy by the sound, and his standing was unsteady for a while.

A guard stepped forward in two steps and supported Zhao Yuan: "Your Majesty, please move first!"

The ghost figure made a sound, and said in a hoarse and sinister voice: "Do you think that the one who returned from Nandu is really your emperor? Hahaha, it's ridiculous, why don't you ask Shanchuanjian after death? , why was it silenced?"

Zhao Yuan's whole body was shocked, as if the reverse scale was pulled out by someone, and his whole face suddenly turned pale.

A cold hand gently grabbed his elbow, something flashed in front of him, he turned around suddenly, and seeing that it was the prince's high crown, the heavy crown flew out sideways, hitting it very cunningly. On the leg of the "ghost", he was beaten down in the air!

Xie Yun let out a breath of white breath, and threw Zhao Yuan to the guard behind him: "The lunatic who confuses the public."

As soon as the "ghost figure" landed, he immediately fell into the encirclement of the guards, and the gun formation immediately pressed down. The "ghost figure" stumbled two steps, and the hood on his head fell in response, revealing a terrifying skeleton face. Come!

All of his skin was tightly attached to his skull, his shriveled lips were covered with traces of teeth, and his blood vessels and meridians were bruised and purple, entrenched under the skin that was so thin and almost transparent. On the neck that can be held by one hand, there is a slap-sized bug protruding under the skin!

Xie Yun sighed, and called out almost inaudibly across the heavy crowd, "Yin Pei."

Several guards rushed up: "His Royal Highness, please leave the land of right and wrong quickly!"

Yin Pei laughed loudly: "Since it's called 'Nirvana', how can I die in the hands of you mortals, I'm still the number one person in the world—"

Xie Yun took a step, but stumbled slightly, as if the blow that smashed Yin Pei down had exhausted all his strength, and was hurriedly supported by the guard: "His Royal Highness!"

When Yin Pei showed his face, it seemed like a big monster had descended out of nowhere, causing chaos on the spot. Zhao Yuan was surrounded by a group of guards and left, while shouting to them to take care of Xie Yun.

Xie Yun felt a little ridiculous, and for some reason, he would never be able to tell the difference between His Majesty's truth and falsehood.

Is there such a long distance between people's hearts and people's hearts?

"Don't be afraid." Xie Yun said inaudibly, "I said that it is wrong to be wrong, and it is wrong to be wrong."

The guard supporting him didn't hear clearly: "Your Highness?"

Xie Yun waved his hand lightly, stood firm, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Go protect the emperor."

At the same time, on a high-rise building, Cao Ning heard a man in black from the Big Dipper come forward and whisper, and suddenly laughed, and said, "Why is he? Alas, I always thought it was because I was born out of time, it turned out that it was just a feng shui rotation. , Zhao Yuan also has today - tell Mr. Shen, don't miss the opportunity, don't care about the original plan, do it cheaply."

The man in black nodded when he heard the sound, like a shadow, slid down against the wall, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Since Zhao Yuan took the throne, he has never been so embarrassed. In the rush, he almost had an illusion, as if he had returned to the road of escape more than 20 years ago.

He has forgotten his hometown, and he only remembers being raised in a little-known Beijing official in Yongping Dynasty since he was a child. According to his seniority, he is his distant uncle. 's concubine. Both his parents died, and he was pushed back and forth by relatives. Because his appearance was somewhat similar to that of the empress's little prince, he was taken back by this uncle for adoption, and wanted him to be a playmate with the little prince.

But the frail and sick little prince does not seem to need a playmate outside the palace. He has only seen the face of His Highness once. Royal family, ask for some insignificant care in the future, who knows that when the situation changes suddenly, he is dressed up and stuffed into the road of Nandu.

Everyone called him "His Royal Highness" and treated him respectfully, but he was so scared that he was too sensitive to realize that he was a living target.

Along the way, there were dead people everywhere. He was awakened from his dreams countless times, and shrank into a ball in the shadow of swords, lights and swords, praying that God would give him a little luck and let him live another day...

"Assassin! Protect the emperor!" An exclamation suddenly pulled Zhao Yuan's nervous nerves. He suddenly came back to his senses, only to see a pair of men in black killed out of nowhere and rushed into the middle of the guards.

"The Big Dipper! It's the Big Dipper!"

"Protect the Emperor!"

Countless hands were shoving around him, and the Nine-Five Zhizun became the "flower" that was passed on by others. Zhao Yuan was different from Xie Yun, who had studied in the East China Sea since he was a child. He staggered and staggered, feeling a little dazed for a while, and said to himself, "Why only today? It's just because I'm not Zhenggen, so I rashly 'sacrificed my ancestors' and suffered retribution. ?"

"Your Majesty, move here!" In the chaos, someone who grabbed him and protected him from the fierce Beidou men in black fled under the sword, they were all the same guards, and Zhao Yuan had no doubt that he was there. Unknowingly, he followed.

Zhou Fei was waiting in the dark pile the night before, what should she do when she arrived from the dusty crowd. First, she was caught off guard by the secret letter and all kinds of speculations in the access control area. His old disease was almost committed on the spot, and when he heard Yin Pei's part, it was like lightning strikes, and he asked repeatedly: "What? Yin Pei? He is not dead yet? Can you resurrect Nirvana Gu Mother?"

Ying Hecong didn't know when he asked, but Zhou Fei couldn't sit still at the time. At first, he was reluctant to be rational, but in the middle of the night, a palace servant suddenly sent an inexplicable long knife.

Zhou Fei stood for a long while holding the knife inscribed as "Xiwei", then suddenly lost her mind and went mad. She urged Ying He to go out all night, and searched for Yin Pei who was hiding somewhere—she still thoughtHe came up with a bad idea, since Yin Pei didn't know something on her body and made all the insects and snakes retreat, it is better to ask Ying Hecong to take her to release the snake, because the snake in the poisonous man is very obedient, let him go where he goes, if he arrivesWherever the snakes are going crazy, there must be traces of Yin Pei.

Ying He Cong heard this "wonderful" idea and thought that the surnamed Zhou was probably very ill, but he couldn't beat her, so he had to submit.

Like a needle in a haystack, the two of them found Tianliang in the middle of the night, and they searched until the guards were in advance of martial law.