At the foot of the sunset, there was a literati in black standing in the woods, looking down at Qingyun Street through the gap.

The beautiful and invisible eyes seemed to be able to see the colorful cloud.

A wooden hairpin was inserted into the bun of the black literati.

A sigh.

Are you really happy when you share the world in heaven?

The woman in green stood behind the black-clad scholar and said softly: "Sir, the wind is blowing."

The top of the mountain.

Li Ruyu stood in front of the steps, looked at the darkness on Qingyun Street, and silently said. A little girl in red squatted beside her, with freckles on her face, and a long sword slanted around her waist. She curled her lips and said, "Who did I think I came? The feelings are her."

Li Ruyu smiled bitterly, and he didn't expect that the Queen of Daliang would appear next to him without warning.

What does she mean?

Li Ruyu fell into deep thought.

The little girl in red hit the nail on the head, "Don't you understand? She came here, one was to test you, and the other was to tell His Highness Gan."

Li Ruyu was stunned for a moment, remembering the words of the empress before leaving.

"Mr. said that Chen Zhiyin died, Chen Wangshu was an alien, and survived, and now he surrendered to King Gan. The Beizhen Fushi turned a blind eye to it. The woman came to Xizhao Mountain to see you again. This is to tell King Gan that you have to raise a tiger, and I have to sharpen it with a sword."

"Actually, this is that woman's wishful thinking deal."

"But King Gan can only accept it, otherwise he would take it back to Yiren Chen Wangshu, and Beizhen Fushi could use this as an excuse to give him a headache. From this point of view, that woman still likes you very much. For you, she would rather give up Yiren."

"The direct impact of this matter is that no one will come to cause trouble for you before Yike, but Chen Lian can't say it. Maybe he will come to you to fight to the death. It was you who directly led Chen Zhiyin to commit suicide by taking poison, and his family was gone."

The little girl in red talked in a casual manner, all of which were the words she heard from her husband.

Li Ruyu had a headache.

I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but I always feel that the girl in red said, “That woman still likes you very much” with some indescribable acetic acid.

After a while of silence, "I'll wait for him to come."

That night, Li Ruyu didn't wait to come to Shenling, as if it was just an ordinary night, and Lin'an had no wind and rain or sunshine, which was surprisingly quiet.

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...

Chen Lian had a bad premonition in his heart. In the afternoon, for some reason, in the general yamen of the Beizhen Fushi Office, the commander of the Beizhen Fushi Office, who was rarely exposed, found himself and said that something was wrong with the Chunlou file, and asked him to take someone to check it out.

After working for the afternoon, no mistakes were found.

He left the General Office of the North Town Fushi Office and went straight to Guangning Temple.

The warm yard was very quiet, so quiet that it was frustrating - at this time, the pig woman should have sent Xiaoshu over, and she should have cooked the rice and waited for her.

Standing outside the door, there was a very faint smell of fishy smell floating in the air.

The soul sinks into the bottom of the sea.

The moment I pushed the door open, it seemed as if I had lived my whole life.

Then, stayed there.

There was no smell of food, nor was there anyone waiting for him with his skirt. Aside from the table, the familiar person lay there quietly, lifeless, and the shocking blood on the skirt of the Confucian skirt.

Black blood.

Chen Lian heard the heartbreaking voice, and everything in his eyes shattered inch by inch and turned into flying smoke. In his eyes, the world continued to collapse and fall, and eventually turned into a black hole with invisible light.

Everything belongs to nothingness.

In an instant, my heart died.

I don’t know how long it took, but Chen Lian walked over step by step, gently picked up the person on the ground, hugged it in his arms, and gently stroked her cheeks, as if she was still alive, murmured softly, “Xiaoyin, why are you so stupid?”

"She is not stupid."

I don’t know when a woman walked into the yard.

A delicate, thin but cold woman.

Sitting silently on the chair Li Ruyu once sat, staring at Chen Lian quietly, and whispered: "She may just be a woman who can't see the long term, but she understands one thing: if she doesn't die, you will die."

When a delicate and thin woman says this, she can't hide her envy.

If a woman is like this, what should I ask for in this life?

Chen Lian was unexpectedly calm and looked at the delicate woman, "Are you?"

"Jiang Zhaoyue, Fengwu Bureau Zhao ordered the commander of the commander."

Chen Lian stared at her, a layer of blood gradually emerged from his calm eyes, and the autumn wind suddenly rolled up in the yard, "So, Her Majesty the Empress watched her die and was unwilling to help?"

Shenlian and press the knife.

Jiang Zhaoyue sighed in her heart, ignoring Chen Lian's murderous aura, "I can't save it."

After thinking about it, he added, "In His Majesty's eyes, there are thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in Daliang. How can a soulmate in the world be able to get a sword that can kill traitors and eliminate treacherous people?"

Chen Lian burst into laughter like a madman, extremely cold, and asked Jiang Zhaoyue, "I, Chen Lian, are also Zhao Changyi's arm. Isn't it as good as a mere Li Ruyu!"

Jiang Zhaoyue shook her head, "Your Majesty went out of the palace today to meet Li Ruyu."

Other words are self-evident.

How many people in the world can let Her Majesty leave the palace to meet?

Chen Lian said unwillingly: "Just because of a copybook?"

Jiang Zhaoyue smiled bitterly, "Don't you understand why Zhao Changyi treated Li Ruyu differently, why did Her Majesty the Queen ask him to come to Lin'an to participate in the art department? Li Ruyu has a secret that you and I don't know."

Actually, I don’t understand what Li Ruyu has to be so fond of His Majesty.

Chen Lian let go of the hand that was holding Xiuchundao with dejected resignation.

"roll!"

Jiang Zhaoyue didn't mind Chen Lian's roar, and stood up and walked towards the courtyard gate step by step. "Your Majesty said that Chen Zhiyin's death is very sad, but I hope you don't have the love between children and must put the overall situation first, after all, your surname is Chen."

After a while, his eyes became gloomy.

Threat me with the Shen family?

Jiang Zhaoyue stood at the door, looking back at the man who seemed to have become ten years old in an instant, with a little pity, but he spoke without emotion, "There is something I have to say. In fact, Your Majesty has known about you and Shen Zhiyin for a long time. Even your son Chen Wangshu is a matter of Yiren, and he can't hide it from Your Majesty. After all, this is Lin'an, but Your Majesty did not inform Zongzheng Temple, and suppressed Zhao Xindong Chen Wangshu's plan. If it weren't for Li Ruyu, Your Majesty wouldn't even remember this."

He sighed, "So, the happy times in these few years are the kindness that Your Majesty gave you."

Silent and silent.

Jiang Zhaoyue said last, Chen Wangshu is following King Gan Zhao Li now. When Shen Zhiyin takes poison, he can stop him, but he just looks at Chen Zhiyin dead like a stranger. In his heart, he never thinks you are his parents.

Finally, he sighed, "Do you still recognize this son?"

Chen Lian opened his eyes angrily when he heard this.

After all, I didn't say anything, and I didn't say something, which was enough in my heart. One day, I would use a knife to tell him what filial piety is.

He just hugged Chen Zhiyin's body and sat for a night.

This night I sank white hair.

At dawn, close your eyes and it's still dark.
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