A cold sound came from the pavilion, which was still clear even in the complex sword lights and swords. It was neither too fast nor too slow: "You have to wait for me to shoot the arrow before you can stop? In that way, it will be ugly between our monarch and minister." The person who spoke under the moonlight was like a poisonous person, charming but extremely cruel.

The offensive in Mingxiluo's hand gradually slowed down, and the blood in his eyes did not retreat.

Shen De was not stupid, so he immediately with Song Zining and retreated!

The courtyard was just overcrowded, and the tension suddenly remained.

Di Lu spat a mouthful of blood and leaned against the corridor, with injuries on his body.

Mingxiluo stood in the courtyard, blood flowing down his arm and skipping through the tip of the knife.

Lin Wujing supported Di Lu, his movements were too big, and he pulled the wound on his back without saying a word: "Can you hold on?"

Di Lu nodded, he was fine, and looked at the pavilion.

When Ming Xiluo met the person in the pavilion, he had hatred, confusion, sorrow that he had sunk into the abyss and bone-filled love.

Xiang Xinci stood up, the blanket wrapped around her slender body, and her long hair scattered down. She was like the master of the night, stepping forward with barefoot step by step, stepping through the pool of blood, walking past the wreckage, stopping on the steps of the pavilion, and looking at the person with a complex expression outside the pavilion with a shallow look.

Ming Xiluo felt so disgusted and felt even more distressed and anxious, and suddenly looked at Aunt Qin!

Aunt Qin immediately walked forward with her coat.

Xiang Xinci asked her to retreat and looked at the people outside casually, her voice neither salty nor light: "Can you speak well?"

Ming Xiluo stared at the porcelain piece not far from her feet.

Chang'an immediately stepped forward to clean up the dangers around the Empress.

Mingxiluo threw the knife: "Everything goes down."

Aunt Qin glanced at the wife, and Chang'an looked at the emperor with a messy thing in his arms.

Xiang Xinci didn't say anything.

"Can't you hear it! Go down!"

Chang'an, Changfu, Yangu rolled and crawled.

Aunt Qin looked at the master hesitantly, and looked at the angry emperor, making a move and retreated with everyone.

Ming Xiluo stood in the courtyard and looked at the pavilion with disheveled clothes. It should be said that there was no woman with only a thin blanket in her clothes, but she was still so beautiful: "What do you like him..." her voice hoarse.

"What should I like him?" His voice was clear and natural, like a banished immortal walking leisurely in the garden.

"If you don't believe it or not, I will kill him."

"It depends on the owner who hits a dog. Why do you think you are the one who touches me? If you are unhappy, you still like me. If it is the former, we will rely on our ability to win or lose. If it is the latter, it is ridiculous. Shouldn't you please me? Why do you make me unhappy?"

Mingxiluo looked at her without moving eyes: "You said you love me."

"Yes, so I'm not good to you, and even gave you a chance to humiliate me. Didn't I dismember you from my identity afterwards?"

"Isn't it just me who loves me?"

"Unfortunately, I love a lot of people. You can choose not to. I will never pester it."

The pain in Mingxiluo's eyes flashed and disappeared: "Xiang Xinci, who do not deserve to treat you wholeheartedly!"

Xiang Xinci's back muscles were straightened and he never bowed his head: "I never expected it."

Mingxiluo looked at her and suddenly felt very tired. He turned around and said, "I... regret... I loved you..."

“It’s still time to change now.”

Ming Xiluo was almost laughing, but couldn't laugh, his voice was sobbing that he could hardly speak: "You just thought they really loved you... it was just Lin Wujing and his son, who had to settle for the second best choice. Di Lu was still young and had a plot of eagle."

"So what? If I blame others, I must know that there are also people who blame me."

"Who have you loved?" Mincilo looked at the dark and bright distance.

"You, Xu Xu."

Ming Xiluo didn't know whether to be satisfied or sad. From beginning to end, he was self-righteous. He could not shake her at all. Even if Liang Gongxu left, she was still the same as before. Perhaps Liang Gongxu was forced to make a choice. Now why do he think he can change her: "Take care..."

Mingxiluo walked forward as he walked: "It's cold, ma'am, please wear more clothes."

"Thank you for your true words."

Xiang Xinci watched him leave, looked up at the moonlight, and breathed a sigh of relief. He thought about the days before he died, and that he could not live or die. Now this is the best. At least they were not married, and his dignity was not trampled under his feet, so letting go was not very important.

Xiang Xinci stretched out her hand, and the faint moonlight fell on her hand, and the bloody smell became sweet.

Aunt Qin rushed over quickly and put a fox fur on his wife.

The mess on the ground was quickly cleaned up.

"Di Lu is okay."

"Commander Lin called the doctor, it was fine."

"Go and see him."

"yes."

On the other side.

Mingxiluo walked slowly under the moonlight, and blood dripped along his fingertips on the road paved with bluestone.

Chang'an, Changfu followed not far away and never stepped forward.

Yan Gu followed Chang'an. Such a scene has appeared countless times in two years and is already familiar with it. They were all the ministers of Lord Ming when he moved into the East Palace. They have never seen the past between Lord Ming and Miss Xiang Qi.

I only know that the two of them were already together, and they were both good and bad countless times, and Yan Gu didn't know when it would be over.

I don’t know how the two people who were completely different from each other got together, and now they can still kill people without blood.

Mingxiluo walked back to the palace, stood in the vast square, looking at the carved beams and painted buildings, and the palace with a pressure of hundreds of miles. Whether it was revenge or... it was like a punch to cotton. He would rather fight for years and take blood than to take blood from others now, even though he could, it was a gift from others in the end.

"Your Majesty... It's getting late..."

...

"It's just a female official who has entered the officialdom! How come there is so much nonsense! I don't want to work with a woman and resign! There's nothing to discuss!"

The left assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue was stunned and hurriedly knelt down to confess his guilt, but the emperor did not say that yesterday: "I deserve to die."

The rest of the people were speechless for a moment. The emperor...is particularly difficult to talk to today.

...

"Marty, what's wrong with the emperor?"

"I said whether you are tired or not? If you guess the emperor's thoughts every day, you cannot do some serious things and do your own things well. No matter whether the emperor is happy or not, you will not be able to burn you."

"What the Marquis said is very true."

But what happened to the emperor? Nothing happened recently.

...

The cold wind whistled, and the cold air of early winter was raging on half of Daliang's territory with the coldness.

The Liang Kingdom, which is in destruction, is now stable and full of hope.

In Liangdu City, people came and went, shouting on the streets, steam-rising stalls, and a prosperous scene in front of the teahouse.

It has been more than three months since the death of the late emperor, and choosing a concubine has been put on the agenda again.

When all living beings entered the semen, Aunt Qin came excitedly to report: "Madam, Madam, the prince's troops have entered the city!"
Chapter completed!