After two or three hours of suffering, Li Zhan found a total of more than a dozen still intact but charred bodies.

Li Zhan has entered a state of madness, so he can't persuade him. Qin Yuran followed him patiently, but his mind kept turning. The strength of the people who can guard the Changping pass can not be underestimated. Why did they not escape in time when the fire was burning? Was there a fight and they were all seriously injured and couldn't leave? If not, who can keep them waiting? There are too many questions and too many confused answers.

Looking around, there is a vast expanse around them. They are like two tiny corn, ups and downs in the changeable world. Li Zhan was tired of digging. He sat on the pile of ruins casually, his body was paralyzed, his hands were bloody on his thighs, and his eyes were staring at the corpses.

Qin Yuran stood by in silence and watched coldly. She is very clear that this matter is intentional, the only way to let the dead rest is to find the murderer, let the truth out.

It was clear that the sun was pouring down the city, but when a gust of wind blew, both of them felt extremely cold physically and mentally, like falling into the ice abyss. They had no choice but to save themselves.

Beijing, Wuyou palace.

Warm winter sun for the palace sprinkled a warm, let people trance, there is a kind of illusion like spring breeze. The faint fragrance of plum blossoms in the air is refreshing.

The emperor lay in bed with his eyes closed. Beitanghao sat on one side, staring at his face without saying a word. All the doctors in the Tai hospital came to see it once. All the people said that the emperor was tired.

The emperor's life is in his body. He has been guarding Wuyou palace for a day and a night, but he has not seen any sign of waking up. You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep. Beitanghao is very clear in his heart, but he doesn't have an attack. He just wanted to see how long he could hold it. Was it possible that he could still leave state affairs and sleep here all the time?

A country cannot be without a monarch for a day. The old God of the North Hall is holding his chin on the ground, and his hands are leisurely eating the fresh fruits in the fruit plate next to him. The taste is good. Just after a comment in my heart, the emperor opened his eyes.

Beitanghao did not intend to get up to help him. He also knew himself and sat up with his hands up. A pair of turbid eyes, but when staring at beitanghao, a trace of shrewdness comes up.

"I've been here for a day and a night, and I haven't closed my eyes. Fortunately, this filial piety has been rewarded, so that the father wake up, this is really heaven has eyes. " Bei Tang Hao had a faint smile in his mouth. When he spoke, he looked careless.

With a complicated look at beitanghao, the emperor pointed to the water beside him, indicating that he was thirsty. Beitang Hao frowned, or poured a cup of water, to him. Looking at him Gulong several times, he drinks up the water, and his old attitude shows up. Beitanghao can't help but wonder whether he guessed wrong. Maybe he really fainted?

"You have a heart. I have so many sons, and you are the most sincere." After drinking the water, he put down his glass and looked up at beitanghao. He didn't care about the irony in his earlier words.

Beitanghao immediately took back his guess that the old fox was an old fox and would not change at any time. Seeing that he didn't make any further moves, beitanghao wanted to find a way to go back to the palace. Recently, he was in the imperial palace. Because of the large number of people here, he was in a state of isolation in order not to reveal his control.

"Since it is time for the emperor to retire, the father should have a rest." Beitanghao stepped back and made a big ceremony.

The emperor did not speak for a long time. Just when beitanghao thought he was going to play another trick, his voice slowly and powerlessly rang out: "I am sorry about your mother's concubine. I wanted to make up for you, but I found it was too late. "

Is it too late? I'm afraid I've never thought about it, but I'm afraid I'll be blamed after my death. So now I'm sorry to win sympathy? Since ancient times, emperors are merciless, and he is no exception. Beitanghao disdained to squint at him, but immediately took it back and changed his clothes into a dandy look.

"What the father said is that the children understand. It's just that I'm used to being idle, and I really can't adapt to the life in the palace. I hope my father will be successful. " He straightened up and fixed his eyes on the emperor.

The emperor saw him so persistent, resolute face let him suddenly think of his two mother concubines. After a long silence, he waved his hand and no longer tried to persuade beitanghao. He nodded to indicate that he could go back to the mansion.

With instructions, beitanghao didn't want to stay for a moment. He raised his foot and strode out of the worry free hall. Out of the hall door, looked up to see the sun outside just right, plum blossom in full bloom, the mood is not from good.

He flew straight back to the prince's house with his lightness skills. He arrived at the palace in less than half a column of incense. The house is dead and lifeless. You don't need to ask. Lin Xuan has already left. He doesn't even change his clothes, so he goes to the study.

Yingwei has already been in the first class in the room. When he sees beitanghao, he immediately meets him and tells him all about Lin Xuan's account. Beitanghao stood in front of the window, looking at the plum blossom blooming outside. He was in a very good mood, and gradually fell into a decline.

"How many people did Lin Xuan take?" The North Hall Hao head also does not return, not salty not light ask.Hearing beitanghao's question, Yingwei was stunned and said for a long time: "six or seven, the ones she used to use."

In the eyes of beitanghao, the plum blossom outside the window is still lively.

The breeze made people cold, and Li Zhan slowly regained consciousness. He began to try to move his hands. At least there is consciousness, moving numb hands to support the snow stiff up.

He shakes his body, gets up, and slowly walks to Qin Yuran.

After Qin Yuran noticed Li Zhan's actions, he had already stepped in front of him. He is tall and tall, covering the residual temperature of the setting sun. Qin Yuran's face suddenly feels a little cool. But she only raised her eyes and looked at him calmly. She is a martial arts learner, and she has never been able to comfort people: "do you feel better? People can't be reborn after death. If you want to, you can live for them. "

Li Zhan's bloodless face was full of sadness. In a pair of dark eyes, it was like a pool of stagnant water, unable to rise to waves. Overnight, all brothers died, only he was alive alone. This pain is unforgettable for a lifetime.

He stares at Qin Yuran's red frozen cheek. After a long time, he opens his mouth and asks, "can you promise me something?"