The noise receded, and the palace gradually fell into silence. However, the gloomy atmosphere on the dinner party has not dissipated. I learned from Yi Qingkou that Luo Wuyou had nothing to do with it. The expression on the prince's face was more gloomy.

After staying in Changchun palace for a while, Jun Jinglan left with a complicated and inexplicable look. Only before I left, they specially sent more people to inspect the Imperial Palace, especially the Changchun palace.

In the middle of the night, birds and insects have already returned to their nests.

The huge palaces are hidden in the night, and only a faint shadow can be seen. The breeze blows, the flowers and leaves sway in the night sky. They patrol around the palaces and guard in front of the palace. From time to time, they step on the neat steps and walk back and forth under the light lantern with eaves.

Suddenly, there was a shadow in the night sky. It was as fast as a gust of wind. The patrolling bodyguards only felt the breeze on their faces, but they didn't have any sense of it.

The candles were burning in the Changchun palace, and the night watchmen all went to sleep because they were too tired. People came to the hall and went to the carved bed with gauze curtains in the inner room. He stretched out his hand and opened the gauze curtain, looking at the veiled woman in the veil.

The hands did not hesitate to open the veil on the woman's face, a pair of big and cold eyes in the face under the veil, slightly stunned for a moment, "it's strange that the waste can be such a treasure. I didn't expect that it was really a great beauty, but it should not live long."

The voice was too low to be heard. The man murmured softly, and his big hand fell on the woman's chest at the same time. He untied the front of the woman's chest and the wound wrapped in it. The dagger wound opened, and the blood was suddenly soaked out because of the passive wound.

Without hesitation, the man wrapped the wound as it was. At last, he touched the woman's pale but delicate cheek, and then his body flashed and disappeared in place. But the man never saw that there was a pair of black pupils on a maid statue hanging on the wall of the temple.

His every move has already been seen.

After a short walk, two more men in black entered the palace one after another. They did the same thing, checking the injuries of the women in the palace. The only difference is that the two people in the back didn't behave like that.

All of them just uncovered the veil, checked the woman's injury, and then left soon.

"Your Highness is clever and clever. He knows that they will visit the palace at night. So he has made arrangements in advance. His highness is very careful and skillful. He is really a god man." Mr. Zhuo covered his dark eyes and looked at the man in the room. He flattered him.

"But your highness, I don't understand. According to the truth, shouldn't the two men come? What's the matter? It's been three times a night? Besides the envoys of Daqin in the Southern Qi Dynasty, who are there? Who else is so bold as to dare to fight the idea of Prince and concubine? It's a dog's gall. You should be punished. "

"The wisdom of this hall is incomparable. Do you still need a servant to say it?"

Jun Jing Lan leaned on the couch and sipped a sip of tea. His expression was lazy with a few shrewdness and darkness. "Zhuo Dehai, your eyes are very big, but your eyes are not easy to use. You can't even see the obvious special Zheng? What's more, it's just that there's another one, but it's obviously divided into two ways. "

"I'm scared. How dare I compare with your highness? Your highness, you can see the tricks of these people at a glance. The master is the master, or how can you say that the master is so powerful?" Zhuo Dehai's old face was full of pleats and was flattered with a smile. He only hoped to flatter him well and let the master eliminate his anger at his failure to protect the crown princess.

Otherwise, after this for a long time, I'm afraid he will suffer.

Jun Jing Lan, however, did not glance at him. He went directly into the inner room of the temple. The inner room of the temple had the same scenery as that on the carved bed in the next room. There was also a girl lying in the gauze curtain. She was dressed like a girl in the bed beside her.

Even the veil is the same.

The only difference is that the man sat beside the bed and gently opened the mask on the girl's face. The girl's beautiful face had a scar more than three inches long.

Zhuo Dehai hesitated for a moment, and automatically backed out, and closed the door.

"Luowuyou, luowuyou, how good your injury is. The palace in this hall will be lively, and it will become the lunch market. People will come and go, and they will soon catch up with the market day."

Jun Jinglan reached out his hand and touched the scar on the girl's face, as if saying to himself: "however, it's really beyond the expectation of this hall. I thought that the first person to come should be the king of Qin Li and the king of war. But I didn't expect that these two people fell to the last."

"And this is the first one to come. Luo Wuyou, that boatman insulted you like that in the hall. You should want to repair him. If you really want to revenge, you should get up quickly. Otherwise, you will be in a coma and wait for someone to leave. Your revenge will not be avenged.""Cough..."

On the bed, the girl's long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and her eyes opened leisurely as if she had just woken up. The dark and deep pupil fell in the eyes of the man, which shocked Jun and LAN. The whole person was shocked.

Some surprised very, that words naturally blurted out: "you this woman is really the revenge, Yi Qing stabbed you so many needles, you do not wake up, but this hall just said not to let you revenge, you immediately wake up. It's true that we still don't forget about revenge. It's true that we are really the same kind of people who are jealous of evil in this hall. "

"Your Highness is wrong. Mo Yan doesn't dare to be the same kind of person as your highness."

The girl deflected her head to avoid the man's fingers. If he had no shape, she would not wake up at this time.

"Why, it's not good to be the same kind of people as this hall? Or Luo Wuyou, are you hating this hall? You also think that this hall is as cruel and cruel as the rumors outside, so you also hate this hall, don't you? "

The girl's cold and hard words made Jun startled. Lan's heart was blocked, and suddenly some stuffy. His face suddenly darkened. A pair of Phoenix eyes also twinkled with a few silk dangerous light. It seemed that as long as the girl nodded, he would tear the girl violently.

"Mo Yan did not dare to be like his highness."

Luo Wuyou's face is still so pale, and his voice is very weak, with a kind of dry and dumb. However, his face is calm and his voice is stable, and his expression on his face is still so light.

She said in a low voice: "Your Highness is the dragon and Phoenix among the people. How dare Mo Yan be like your highness? Is it not true that your highness is implying that Mo Yan wants to usurp the throne and is rebellious. She wants to kill his highness and seize his throne to be the first female emperor of all ages? If your highness doesn't want to see Mo Yan, he will not be able to resist

"Why should your highness commit such a great crime to Mo Yan, or does your highness think that killing Mo Yan will not relieve his anger and still want to punish Mo Yan's nine clans? That's a pity. Mo Yan is alone. There are no nine clans to kill you! So your highness is doomed to be disappointed. "

As she said, she looked down at the curtain above her head and coughed slightly. It seemed that she had not seen the dark and blue face of his highness. They were indeed the same kind of people who were ruthless and ruthless in their efforts to achieve their goals. If before, she would not hesitate to admit.

Now, she is a little repellent to that dark self.

In order to revenge Nangong Jingyu, in order to achieve her goal, she designed to rob the relief silver. Although she tried hard to alleviate the epidemic situation in Qizhou, she could not offset the crimes she had committed. Because of her action, the relief materials arrived at least half a month late.

And those materials every night to a day, will die countless refugees!

She did not raise her knife, nor did she see blood, but her hands were already covered with blood. Before that, her hands were not untouched by blood. No matter in the past or present life, she had killed people, so she killed those maidservants in Tingyun village. She would not hesitate to take a knife.

But only that time, when she was set on a high platform and burned by bone fire in Qizhou mansion, when she saw so many victims coming to kneel to help her plead, she could not tell what she was feeling!

Regret it? She never regretted it.

But, hesitated!

However, no matter what, her hands have already been covered with the blood of countless refugees. She has no worries, and she is carrying more than a thousand innocent lives? She is full of sin. If there is a hell after her death, it is estimated that she will not escape the fate of being driven into the eighteen layers of hell by Yan Jun?

But she didn't regret it. Every time she received a letter from her big cousin and a little strong information from worry free city, she even felt relieved that she had achieved her goal little by little. She believes that she can give her love, also love her people, with their own hands, hands to hold up a piece of sky!

In this world, there are always some responsibilities that can't be abandoned, and they are all her responsibilities, such as her mother, her younger brother, the people who take care of her family, the master's eldest brother, or the red brocade and Jianqiu around her. As long as they are the people who are really good for her.

She has an obligation to protect them, even if she is burdened with sin and carries more lives! She is not a saint, and there is no saint's mind that can hold so many people. Her heart is very small and can only hold the people she cares about.

As for the others, what did she have to do with it?

Speaking of cold-blooded ruthlessness and ruthlessness of means, I'm afraid that even Jun Jinglan, who is rumored to be a cruel tyrant and a murderer in front of her, is not she enough?

If not meet that man, if not him, I'm afraid she would have been unconscious in the dark, but when she saw him, she was a little ashamed, he was such a good person, so perfect, should be the best woman in the world.

But he exhausted his all, for her bit by bit to drive away the haze and darkness in her heart. Let her already withered completely rotten heart, beat again.

That round of bright moon, do not hesitate to dissipate all the brilliance to light up her world!How can she not fall in love with such a man?

Jun Jing Lan Ding coagulated the girl's pale cheek. After a long time, he choked out a sentence: "this hall is right. You are still as smart as you are. It seems that your injury is not serious, and you can't die."

Also the first female emperor, this damned woman is really dare to say anything!

Luo Wuyou blinked: "of course, you can't die. Your Highness has said that you have to save your life for revenge. Your highness just said that there are only two people coming tonight, but one of them is divided into two ways. Your highness must have found something

"Is it Mo Di of the Southern Qi Dynasty?" The girl raised her eyebrows and asked, but in a certain tone.

If so, this is really very strange!

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