Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Everyone around him was shocked when he saw that he reached out to me. He climbed on the carriage to stand still, and stopped to walk to the other side. Everyone looked at us.

My heart sank a little, so I walked up and saluting respectfully: "What does the emperor tell me?"

"Come and ride with you."

"...!"

As soon as this sentence came out, I almost heard the sound of some people around them breathing down, and my heart jumped up, my head down and I didn't dare to look at him, I just said cautiously: "Thank Emperor Ron. This is not in accordance with the ceremony, how dare the Weichen surmount. "

He seemed to smile slightly, and took a step forward: "Anyway, this is accurate."

"..."

Before he could say anything, his hand had gripped my wrist, and he pulled me over: "Also let me, give me my honor."

I was hesitant to be pulled in front of him, only to feel that my back was sweating. His attitude towards me was no longer an attitude towards courtiers, although there were before-but it was not as obvious as before now, and there was almost no scruples. The ministers stood around and saw such a scene, and immediately looked at my eyes. There was a hint of play in it.

I know that although I was released in Lenggong for more than two years, the people here will not really forget me, nor will I forget my identity, especially after Li Fei was sterilized and the concubine gave birth. Now Pei Yuanzhang's attitude towards me seems to be showing a possibility to everyone.

Shen Gongyun, who was standing in front of the carriage not far, looked at me, and her face was already gloomy.

At this time, I can't say anything anymore, I can only bite my lower lip and calmly want to pull my hand out of him, but the moment I move, I feel that he is holding me tighter, like an iron clamp Can't move.

"boarding."

"... Yes." I could only say softly: "Thank you for your gratitude."

After that, I lowered my head to the golden car, and was holding the door frame to get up, but I forgot the injury on my hand, and felt a sudden pain as soon as I tried hard. At this time, a powerful hand reached out and held my waist.

"...!"

I just felt that my heart jumped fiercely, and when he turned back, he met those dark eyes, and there was even a smile on his face that did not fade away. I boarded the golden car.

The gold car is very spacious, and the seat made of thick and soft fur makes people feel a gentle feeling when they step on it. There is a scent of incense in the compartment, which is warm and fragrant around. Sitting on such gold in winter The car is really enjoyable.

But at this moment, I don't feel like enjoying it at all.

On the chest, my heart beats a little. It seems to be cracking from my body at any time. I don't know if my hands are because of exertion or because it hurts so much that I keep shaking.

I raised my head, and somehow moved to the window and raised the curtain.

In the heavy crowd, the familiar figure seemed to be swallowed up, standing there completely without any emotions, and the clear eyes looked at it so lightly-it was a cold winter. In the weather, his last breath seems to be fully integrated into the snow and ice.

My hand holding the curtain was shaking, as if it hurt.

Just then, a hand stretched out from behind, covered the back of my hand, my hand shook, and the curtain suddenly fell down.

Before I had time to look back, I felt a hot breath surrounding me from behind, blowing on my ears, and it made my whole body shrink. As soon as he turned around, he saw his hands resting on the carriages on both sides, holding me in his arms and looking down at me.

His eyes were still so dark that there was no light. Even if he was so close, he couldn't see his emotions, just because he was too close, the tip of his nose was almost against the tip of his nose, and even his lips were almost on his lips. His taste.

My face was instantly hot, and the carriage was filled with that sulky atmosphere.

I flinched a bit and hurried back, but there was no way back, and my back slammed into the compartment, but then I heard the voice of the Guards guard outside, and a little crunched— —

"emperor."

"What is it?"

"Emperor Qilu, the assassin he just caught--he, he committed himself."

"what?!"

Both he and I shook at the same time. Suddenly, the hot air in the car cooled down. Although he was still clinging to me, the almost restless desire had calmed down instantly. After a long silence, He said coldly, "How do you do things!"

"The end will wait for confession!"

There was a loud noise outside, and I knew I must have kneeled down without lifting the curtain.

At such a critical moment just above the Yaowu Tower, he had to keep the assassin alive. Obviously, he highly valued the origin of the assassin, and wanted to try something out, but now he actually let the assassin kill himself, so he broke the line .

He grinds his teeth, a flash of sternness flashes across his face, and turns to leave.

But just as he was about to reach for the curtain, he found that the sleeve had been caught, and suddenly stiffened, turning his head and seeing that his sleeve was being held by me, and a shocked expression appeared on his face: "You —— "

I hesitated a moment, still grabbing his sleeve: "Assassin, the emperor does not have to worry about them anymore."

"..."

"Since he committed suicide after being arrested, he must be a dead man. Such people are also trained to torture, and even if they really want torture, they can't ask anything."

"..."

"The emperor has already beheaded the soldiers of the Ministry of Defense today, so see no more blood."

"..."

He was silent, but there was a faint expression of joy in his eyes, and the other hand reached out the curtain and gently swayed: "Let's go back."

"Thanks ... Thank you, Emperor."

Those people were relieved as if they had received an amnesty, and they all retreated.

After a while, the gold car shook a bit and slowly moved forward, and then I suddenly realized that I was in a hurry and let go of my hand, but before I retracted my hand, he reached out and grabbed my wrist.

This time, the strength was not heavy, and there was even some gentleness. The cold air in the compartment might have become warmer because of the incense. He held my hand and rubbed my thumb lightly. The veins, rough skin, when touched, brought a little numbness, which made me tremble.

"Does your hand hurt?"

"No ... no."

I wanted to withdraw my wrist again, but this time the hurt really hurt, and his arm couldn't show any strength. He looked down and saw the pink blood bandage, like a frown, but didn't say anything again. Others, just silent for a while, then slowly said: "You just said about the assassin ... did you see anything?"

"..."

"These people are old people?"

I shook my head: "Although those people were ruthless, the emperor caught them and knew that they had been trained to torture, but the old veterans did not have such a dead man, which is not like their style."

I looked up and looked at him. In fact, the light in his eyes had already seen something, or guessed something, and asked me, but I just wanted to affirm my guess.

"Um ..." He nodded. "I see these people are different from before."

Indeed, looking at the three assassins who have just ascended Deng Yaowu Tower, I feel that they are very familiar with the environment there, especially the first assassin who climbed the third floor. He had no weapons on his body, and even knew that he could use iron nails to stab him. This is obviously a well-thought-out arrangement, and a good understanding of the selection of the Ministry of Defense and the internal operation of Yaowu Tower, otherwise it will not be so easy to mix into the candidate's team.

It was similar to the assassinations encountered outside the building when Fu Bazhen and Qing Han entered the palace.

However, the previous assassination did not dare to hurt the emperor at all, and was very cautious; this time, however, he came straight to Pei Yuanzhang, which is certainly different from the previous one.

Not from the south, nor from the Shen family, then--

My heart sank.

Pei Yuanzhang looked down at my wrist in the palm of his hand and frowned slightly: "What did you think of?"

I could feel my hands trembling, and when I spoke, my voice was a bit shattered. It took me a while to finally calm my mind: "Emperor, haven't you ever dealt with them in the past few years?"

"They", Pei Yuanzhang flashed in his eyes.

He immediately understood.

Changmingzong!

When I was released from Leng Gong before, I also inquired a little bit. I found it strange that in the past few years, there was no movement at the Changmingzong side. I was still wondering why they were so obedient, or Interested in reconciling with the court? But after thinking it over, I figured it out.

Because Huang Tianba is gone.

Chang Mingzong was originally a deacon of the Third Division, and the lecture hall was responsible for training the killers and personnel scheduling. Huang Tianba's betrayal and the dismissal of the Wutang Hall almost disrupted the situation of the entire Changmingzong, so in the past three or four years, they had no action in this regard.

But today, assassins appeared in Yaowu Tower.

This incident not only tells us that Chang Mingzong will continue their actions, and it clearly shows a fact.

Huang Tianba's shortage has been filled up!

Maybe, it ’s not just now that they have been replaced. After Huang Tianba left, they should immediately find a successor candidate, but it is not easy to take over such a large killer force. It is necessary to be familiar and integrate. Coupled with training and scheduling, four years is enough for them to set up another person who can replace Huang Tianba, take over the lecture hall, and carry out their next actions.

This person needs a high level of martial arts, and a high level of military and leadership skills to be able to convince the public and be familiar with the situation in Beijing.

My hand moved fiercely in the palm of his hand, but when he grasped it, he felt the cold sweat dripping down like rain. I raised my head hurriedly and met Pei Yuanzhang's dark eyes.

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