The beauty raised by Lord Hou is a black lotus

Chapter 161 Gu Lang, it hurts me so much
He Chenzhu broke away from his hand.

After so many years of warmth and coldness in the palace, she has already tempered her heart into a hard heart. For her, Yuan Chengbi just needs to obediently follow the path she laid out. Although he has a weird temper, his heart is kind after all. A good emperor.

If he deviates from the original path, then he will become her burden.

She glanced at the sky and said, "Your Highness, it's time to go back."

Yuan Chengbi was a little annoyed.

He stared at He Chenzhu unwillingly, and then left unhappy.

Dark clouds descended like mountains, and the city of Luoyang became darker in the evening.

A trace of cold rain was blown into the corridor by the wind and landed on the back of He Chenzhu's hand.

She looked up to the sky, the rain finally came.

……

"It's raining!"

On the street of the copper camel, He Yao was holding a big mutton skewer and was eating happily, when he suddenly felt a chill on his face.

She raised her head, and the rain fell down in a dense pattern, which wet the girl's hair on the temples.

The surrounding shops have lit lamps in advance, winding forward without end.

He Yao was about to run in the direction of home, when the sound of horseshoes came from far away, and the ground shook and the mountains shook like they were destroying the city.

He Yao looked back subconsciously——

A sharp feathered arrow whizzed through the air and shot towards Tongtuo Street with lightning speed!

Shout out to the sky!
The barbarian soldiers from the north actually broke through the defense of the city gate and swaggered into the city!

They have high noses and deep eyes, braided braids, and animal skins. They wield machetes, spears, whips, etc., and their fleshy faces are full of excitement and bloodthirsty about to hunt, like women in the whole city. , wealth, food and grass, will be captured by them.

No one expected that they would come so fast!
There were screams in the street, and the people fled into the houses and pavilions in a panic, locking the doors and windows tightly to try to resist the group of hunters.

He Yao was the only one left on the street.

The feathered arrow happened to pass through her lamb kebab.

She bowed her head.

She took only two bites of such fat and fragrant mutton skewers before being shot to the ground.

He Yao blinked Xingzi's eyes: "My lamb skewers..."

The next moment, she suddenly pulled out the red-tasseled spear she was carrying, jumped up swiftly, and fiercely met the attacking gangsters: "You guys did a good job!!"

……

The city of Luoyang was broken.

The general guarding the city was called into the palace by Zhang Tailiu, and the defense in the north was neglected, so the barbarians were given an opportunity.

At this moment, the North City Tower was littered with corpses, and a small soldier got up from the pool of blood, struggling to light the beacon fire.

The sky is dark, the city is full of wind and rain, and the mountains and rivers are secluded.

Starting from Luoyang, beacon towers were lit one after another, like a dragon with huge yellow eyes opened in the dark night, roaring towards the land of the Central Plains, quickly bringing the news of the barbarian invasion to the princes and vassals everywhere.

Outside Langya County.

Yuan Wang gathered his troops and planned to enter Beijing in three days, but when he saw the flames of war, he immediately realized the danger.

No more staying, as the drums sounded, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses flocked to Luoyang mightily.

Yuan Wang raised his sword and rode his horse, with a red tassel tied under his silver helmet, and it turned into a wild wind in the night.

The beautiful mountains and rivers that I saw on the fan paper in the past are presented in front of my eyes. When the white horse leaps over the mountains and waters, the young man shoulders the burden of the family and the country, and he is no longer the thief who admired the flowers and the moon in the past.

……

When the sky started to fade, the rain finally stopped.

The city is broken.

The bustling and prosperous capital turned into ruins overnight.

The peonies in the city were buried under the corpses and bricks, the fire burned the endless pavilions, and the orchids spinning forever in the wine shop turned into a pool of blood redder than the red skirt. The most lively scene ever People from the brothel went to the empty building, the charred pipa was half hidden in the ruins, the strings of the lute had been broken long ago, and a slender blackened bone hand was still tightly clasped to the citron.

The city gate was broken, the temple collapsed, and even the golden Buddha statue overlooking the sentient beings was stripped of its golden clothes.

An oriole passed through the eerie and dim dawn and landed at the end of the long street, making a crisp song.

On the side of the street, He Yao was soaked in blood and disheveled, sitting on her knees in front of the door, panting.

A group of young ladies and children were hiding behind the door panel, and they were too frightened to even cry for fear of attracting predators.

After resting enough, He Yao tore off a strip of cloth, and slowly rolled up her messy hair.

Although her red-tasseled spear was broken, she killed hundreds of barbarians, which was not a loss at all.

It's a pity that one person is too weak to save more people.

She picked up half of the red-tasseled spear and looked towards the palace hesitantly.

At this time, the barbarian army had probably entered the palace.

She rubbed her eyes wearily.

I don't know how my sister is doing now...

Royal Palace.

Everywhere is killing, burning and looting.

The wealth and honor of the Central Plains fascinates people, even if it is a bronze bell hanging on the corner of the eaves, they have to find a way to pick it off and take it away.

The palace people fled around with their burdens, or unfortunately, they were buried under the enemy's machete within a short distance.

Xiaofeng is slightly cold.

In the high pavilion of the palace with carved beams and painted buildings, a court lady fell to her knees crying: "Those people are about to kill the harem, empress, let's go quickly?!"

Zhang Tailiu turned a blind eye.

She picked out a luxurious pomegranate dress from the box and put it on, and then sat by the mirror table to dress up.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade her, the palace lady had no choice but to be cruel and run away by herself.

Zhang Tailiu picked up a piece of rouge paper slowly, and sipped it lightly, a little vermilion made his face even more beautiful.

She is the most beautiful woman in the dynasty.

Even as she ages, her beauty is still impressive.

She stood up in satisfaction, and looked at the man sitting in the corner with a smile: "Look, if you hadn't sent me to the palace back then, you wouldn't be ruined today. Gu Liulang, have you ever regretted it?"

Gu Zhun looked at her.

The woman in front of her was strange yet familiar, lovely yet hateful.

But everything today is the result of his own planting.

Whether in this life or in future generations, everyone in the world has reasons and qualifications to hate Zhang Tailiu, but he does not.

He replied in a deep voice: "I regret it day and night."

Not only because of the broken mountains and rivers, but also because of his heart.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Zhang Tailiu raised Liu Yemei's eyebrows.

But somehow, she wasn't happy.

She looked out of the carved window, and the escaped palace servants were being hunted down. On the 99 white marble steps, pools of blood looked like peonies in full bloom.

In the past, when she saw people die unexpectedly, she only felt miserable and beautiful, but today she saw...

She tilted her head in doubt, her expression showing cruel innocence: "It's not beautiful at all."

After a pause, she lowered her head and poured the prepared fire oil on the ground.

Gu Zhun watched her pick up the unburned candle: "A Liu..."

"I can't live anymore, and the world won't allow me to live." Zhang Tailiu looked at him, "What about you, are you going or staying?"

She smiled with her red phoenix eyes bent, and smiled, two lines of teardrops rolled down her snowy cheeks abruptly.

She has nothing left.

In fact, since the day she entered the palace in 16 years, she has been alone and has no worries.

Gu Zhun was silent.

So Zhang Tailiu let go.

As the candle fell to the ground, the scarlet flame instantly ignited, gradually enveloping the entire palace building along the heavy veils.

"Gu Lang, I'm in so much pain..."

The woman whispered, just like the whispers under the pomegranate tree when she was young.

A big palm took her hand firmly and pulled her into his arms.

Gu Zhun hugged her tightly.

She made such a big mistake, even if she set herself on fire, the courtiers would not let her go, and Qing Shi would not let her go.

And he is also a sinner through the ages.

They deserve to die.

(End of this chapter)