The efficiency of xuehuang is really fast. She directly arranges the data and gives it to ranbai in the shortest time.

Dyed white fingertips slightly rubbed the data, and a gentle smile was raised on the corners of her lips.

She can't sleep anyway. She might as well do something.

What's more?

She's not happy anymore,

Why are they happy?

therefore,

There is a picture of the female emperor searching several houses at night.

Things are so noisy that no one doesn't know.

It was almost a sleepless night.

People are terrified and afraid of involving themselves. Where is the mind to sleep?

Rows of people walked in the night with torches, surrounded Zheng's house, and kicked open every door.

The Zheng family were driven out, gathered in a pile and stood in the middle of the courtyard.

The Zheng family leader's face was extremely ugly, and with some kind of imperceptible panic and panic, the company commander's beard turned up and looked at dye white angrily: "Your Majesty, at this time, you should thoroughly investigate. I really have a grievance!"

The young empress raised her eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up like a smile: "Oh, wait until you go to the prison."

Zheng Jiazhu: "

It's like a robber!

Dye Bai looked at those people's panic and panic indifferently. Her dark eyes didn't fluctuate. They were always quiet and cold, showing some cool and thin wind and clouds.

The next day,

early morning,

There was a storm above the hall.

Just because,

Ranbai ran Bai man didn't go through the night's search and Jun Zhan came back last night.

Above his majesty Dan, he looked down at all civil and military officials.

The line of sight did not stay half a minute on the gorgeous red figure.

Jun Zhan stood in the hands of civil and military officials. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, his thin lips pursed gently, his bony joints were clear, his slender fingers adhered to yuwat, and his eyes were secretive.

The minister quarreled bitterly.

After all, ranbai controlled most of the lifelines of the court during this time, and the prime minister naturally dared not.

Now junzhan is back,

They naturally have more confidence.

There was a fierce spat with the royalist party.

Dyed white impatiently pressed the center of her eyebrows. Her voice was murky: "enough noise?"

The atmosphere was strangely quiet.

Dyed white copied huohuang's sleeves and impatiently said to Zhang Junyan, "scattered in the dynasty."

“……”

be quiet,

be quiet,

Still quiet.

The early morning ended unhappily, but the faint breath of tit for tat was far from stopping.

Ran Baihao took power with Jun Zhan without covering up, aiming at the two factions.

Jun Zhan wouldn't let it at all,

There was such a stalemate on the court, and every morning there was a stagnant atmosphere.

-

Floating cloud Pavilion,

Ximeng sat alone in the wooden chair and looked at the locust tree growing up with him outside the window in a daze. His clothes were worn out.

Once upon a time, I and many people played around the leafy locust tree and spent a carefree childhood together.

But now?

She became like this.

The sense of depression suffocated Xi Meng's mind and was in a mess.

Originally, the usual lively Fuyun pavilion was bleak and desolate like the coming of cold autumn. On weekdays, people who often walk around to Fuyun Pavilion when they have nothing to do seem to evaporate and have no trace of the world.

Ximeng has a splitting headache. She presses her forehead hard with her hands, and then pinches the center of her eyebrows and temples with her fingertips. The tingling sensation hit and still couldn't contain the aggressive nature of splitting headache. "Si'er, where are you now, you damned servant?"

There was no sound in the silent room.

It's true that the trees fall and the monkeys scatter. I'm not dead yet. You dare to neglect the master!