Starting from Zezhou, the rest of the cities seemed to be invisible objects and soon fell one by one under the attack of Ling Jue.

Mingye half-opened his eyes. His condition had never been so serious. Lying on the couch, he felt that breathing was an abnormal test of a person's will.

"Where is the Tongguan?" These three words seemed to be a sentence taken out of the lung cavity. Along with a trembling shout, sweat soaked a thin layer of clothes.

Everyone is in danger in Kyoto City. This kind of panic that is not enough to be reduced even in the palace accompanied by gold and jade. Even the palace ladies understand that there is only one target from beginning to end, and they will definitely suffer from the disaster.

Everyone is doing the work at hand step by step, and they will still cause a lot of trouble because of carelessness. Everything seems to be the same as usual, but everyone is absent-minded.

A worried heart was thrown into the ice river. The wonderful temperature could not freeze people, but it was even more painful to know that the ice was flowing with a fatal danger but could not move.

Eunuch Lu came in. He might be the one who can keep his composure among the people of the palace: "Your Majesty. Tong Wenshang Musician, he..."

Eunuch Lu was calm not because he was not afraid of death. But he was not like others, and he was still waiting and watching, planning to be a fence-bearing man who swayed with the wind.

What was placed before him was nothing more than two roads, either accompanying this imperial city or buried in this prison that could eat people and not spit bones in his memory.

Once you know the ending you are facing, your fear may shrink.

"What's wrong with him?" Mingye's throat was as dry as if he was swallowing sand and stones. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a burning scrubbing feeling.

Over the past few days, he has been so sick that he is not very smart. He is thinking about Ling Jue and the Su family army that suddenly disappeared, and even forgot about the existence of the Tongguan in this palace.

Thinking about it now, I am afraid that it has given others an opportunity to take advantage of it.

It was also news that Eunuch Lu had only obtained the land this morning. He secretly annoyed why the palace servants had to report until now: "If you say to Your Majesty, Tong will ignore him, you will disappear."

"No see?" Mingye's cough suddenly became severe, and even reached a peak. The cracked lines on the corners of the pale lips were already extremely clearly visible: "What is missing? Tell me clearly!"

There are not many people in the palace who are in charge of the matter. Eunuch Lu gritted his teeth and told him everything he knew about: "The palace ladies came to report today that the musician Tongguan was missing. It was just that the things in the house, including the Qinxiao that Tongguan had been with him all year round, were all available. At first they didn't care. But after a night, the person still did not return. They were afraid and it was difficult to hide it and not report it, so they hurried to tell the slave again."

Eunuch Lu stared at his sleeves in a daze, and did not dare to look up and meet Mingye's gaze for a long time. But Mingye was silent for a long time and had no intention of getting angry at all.

Eunuch Lu couldn't help but say wonderingly: "Your Majesty, won't you send someone to chase me?" He intuition, the Tongguan should not be an ordinary person, but just lurking in the palace under the name of a musician.

And Your Majesty is not ignorant of the situation. Sending someone to keep watching is enough to explain all this. But since you know the identity of the person, why should you keep such a dangerous person by your side?

Eunuch Lu felt that it was really hard for Jun to predict, and he couldn't even see it at all. It was like now that he couldn't guess what Mingye was planning.

"No need to chase him. Someone is helping him." He has never neglected the imprisonment of Tongguan. If he can escape like this, he will inevitably have collusion with someone. As for the person who helped Tongguan escape, Mingye is not in the mood to investigate one by one now.

"How have the people there arranged the Dongcheng Gate?" It's really ironic to say that. Mingye is now extremely grateful for the Empress Dowager's decision to make the decision a few days ago.

If the bodies of Ling Wenzhe and his wife were not placed in the Dongcheng Gate and sent someone to guard them, he would not have had this bargaining chip. Judging from the current situation, based on his understanding of Ling Jue, if the other party really wanted to pull him off the throne, everything would be unknown.

Moreover, there is a considerable part of the possibility of winning in this unknown number, which is in Ling Jue's hands, not himself.

"As much force as possible has been transferred over. If Ling Jue dares to come, he will definitely be captured in one fell swoop." Eunuch Lu looked confident, but it seemed that he was the leader.

It was not the time to worry about these things now. Mingye was more or less weak because he was seriously ill: "Where is the Empress Dowager? Please come to Taichen Palace."

If there are some things that are not discussed now, it will be too late.

"Yes." Eunuch Lu did not dare to disturb Mingye, who had a very bad expression, so he quickly left the hall with a blessed look.

In such a huge palace, the only one who can use it easily now should be Eunuch Lu.

As Mingye expected, sweeping his troops to Beijing would only be a matter of racing against time. Even if it is just a cup of tea, they will not delay.

The guards in Kyoto were ordered by the emperor before this, and they must not see blood in the city unless they have to.

As for what is a last resort? Mingye did not say it clearly.

Perhaps what His Majesty did is now a ridiculous and cowardly person in the more and more people. The enemy has hit the city gate, but he only knows to retreat and defend.

No one is more attached to the throne than him, nor can anyone know how hard he worked to manage the throne in order to inherit the throne.

If there is still a choice, he will never give it to anyone, and he will definitely defend it to the death. However, a person's power should not be built on a river of blood.

Even now, Mingye didn't understand exactly where he did it wrong. Why did the great rivers and mountains be defeated by him? Why was that person who came to end all this?

The group entered the imperial city almost effortlessly and walked on the lonely and deserted street facing the solemn autumn wind.

This day, the autumn wind was very cool, no less than the east wind in the cold, like a bone scraper. They climbed up everything exposed in the air inch by inch, grinding their skin and gnawing at the heart.

Ling Jue is extremely familiar with this long street. Or rather, this entire imperial city was once a place where he would feel extremely warm even if he thought about it.

There are happy relatives here, even a mother who has always been strict in her memory. There are like-minded companions here, even if they do not interact with each other later.

There are so many memories here, some sweet and some bitter. Even today, the familiar figures are no longer visible, and he also feels that the place where his heart is located is warmer.
Chapter completed!