Jing Hengbo glanced across the crowd and found that Fei Luo was missing.
The only woman in the crowd, easy to spot.
Her heart skipped a beat and she screamed that it was not good. The main hall is sealed at the moment, and Feifei's urine smoke is only effective. Once someone does not come in, and the door is opened one step later, the wind and snow pouring in may make her previous efforts come to naught.
But at this moment, there is no other way to do it. He can only hope that Fei Luo has thought of the problem he is about to face, so in order not to be pushed out, he avoided it directly.
When she thought of this, her heart moved again, wondering why Gong Yin didn't follow?
What is he doing?
She raised her eyes and watched the wind and snow outside the hall through the carved fan from a high place. The snow tonight was chaotic and numerous, like a cold numbness, suddenly stuffed into her heart.
She was faintly disturbed, as if something had happened.
At this time, the reaction of the officials has begun to slow down. Although they are still trying to evade, their movements, facial expressions and language are half a beat slower.
Someone said a little too late: "Hey... where's the female minister? It was the female minister who proposed to give the poison, and she is a woman. It's perfect for her to send the queen off for the last time."
As soon as these words came out, everyone agreed.
"Where's the lady..."
"It's just right for a woman..."
"Female..." Jing Hengbo rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "She has gone to my bedroom, why, are you going to find her?"
"I'm going to the bedroom..." Some people started to turn around, some stood still in a daze, and some frowned in thought.
Jing Hengbo was anxious, shaking the corners of his skirt and asking the little monster, what is the effect now? How come everyone reacts differently.
The little monster also shook the corners of her skirt, and slowly shook his head under her skirt—the hall is too big, there are too many people, and everyone's physical fitness is different, of course they are not consistent.
No one can poison a large group of people, and that's good enough. Feifei's body fluids are colorless and odorless, even masters such as Cheng Gumo can't detect them.
"The female minister found something good in the dormitory..." Jing Hengbo's voice was slow, swaying in the smoke.
"I did find something good!"
Suddenly the door was kicked open with a bang! A large piece of cold wind rolled the cold snow, hula la rushed in!
At the door stood Fei Luo with evil eyes, dragging a woman in a cloak with one hand.
Jing Hengbo suddenly stood up.
Oops!
The cold wind swept in, and the crushed snow hit the face, which immediately cleared the smoke in the hall. Many people's complexions changed, and they suddenly woke up and raised their heads.
Jing Hengbo saw it at a glance and sat down slumped.
Only one step away! God bless her!
Feifei was grinding her teeth under her skirt - how many nasty things it ate for this peeing!
Fei Luo sneered at the door, Jing Hengbo was depressed, and leaned on the throne to think again, and didn't bother to talk to her.
Fei Luo kicked open the door and dragged Sister Cui in. Sister Cui staggered into the door and gave a low "ah". Fei Luo held her back and whispered in her ear: "Everything you want is right in front of you, do it well!"
Sister Cui looked down at the ground and nodded slowly.
Jing Hengbo raised his head with surprise in his eyes.
She had already recognized Sister Cui's voice, and couldn't help but feel a little strange, why was she here at this time? And dress so discreetly...
Just as she was about to ask, suddenly Sister Cui raised her head and looked at her.
When their eyes met, Jing Hengbo was startled.
In Sister Cui's eyes, anxiety, warning, uneasiness, sorrow... Thousands of words came rushing forward. Jing Hengbo's heart was suffocated, and suddenly he felt that there seemed to be an ice tide rushing towards him, which made his consciousness tremble.
She immediately swallowed all the words that came to her mouth.
"Your Majesty," Fei Luo raised her face with a smug smile, "Are you waiting for someone to serve you medicine? There is a ready-made candidate, your good sister, good maid Jingyun, let her serve you In this last journey, isn't Wei Chen particularly humane?"
Jing Hengbo raised his eyebrows, glanced at Sister Cui, who was trembling all over and bowed her head silently, and said, "If you want to kill me, do it yourself, don't embarrass me!"
"Weichen is kind. I want you to experience the love of sisters before you die. Why doesn't Your Majesty understand how to appreciate it?" Fei Luo smiled tenderly, escorted Sister Cui slowly to the hall, and walked to Majesty Dan, Pushing her, "Go! Serve your master well!"
Sister Cui staggered and fell under Jing Hengbo's knee.
Jing Hengbo immediately bent down to help her, and Sister Cui stretched out her hands to wrap around her elbows.
When Jing Hengbo looked down and saw her hand, he felt that the blood all over his body was congealing in an instant.
Hands full of blood!
"Cui..." She had just lost her voice when Sister Cui suddenly looked up at her.
"Don't talk!" She leaned on Jing Hengbo's lap and firmly grasped her knee.
Jing Hengbo's whole body was stiff, her hand was hanging by Sister Cui's side, she unconsciously touched it, and suddenly touched a protruding object behind her waist.
Sister Cui trembled, Jing Hengbo was startled, and touched again with her fingers, and then there was a loud noise in her head.
knife!
Her fingers trembled suddenly, and when she lowered her eyes to see her hand, her fingers were suddenly blood red.
The blood seeped through the deep red velvet cape and stained her hands...
"Don't move, don't talk..." Sister Cui clasped her knee firmly, her long and pointed nails scratched the skin of Jing Hengbo's knee.
Jing Hengbo gritted his teeth, preventing himself from standing up immediately, holding Sister Cui and teleporting away immediately.
Her hands were tied, she might be able to teleport herself, but she couldn't take anyone away.
"...Da Bo...I said...you listen..." Sister Cui's voice was intermittent, it sounded like sobbing.
Fei Luo, who was under the steps, looked satisfied. In her plan, Jingyun should have been crying and pretending to be weak from the beginning, and Bo had to take Jing Hengbo's sympathy and guilt.
Jing Hengbo's body stiffened, his nails dug deeply into his palm, and he nodded very slowly.
With that knife, she only touched the handle, and it was at such a vital point, there were some things that she didn't dare to think about.
There was a emptiness in the depths of my heart, and all of a sudden, I felt nothing, no plots, no wits, no current crisis, no future plans.
There is a misty snow in front of me, and it seems to be the smoke made by Feifei just now, everything is blurred, only Sister Cui's thin voice is clear.
"...be careful Jingyun..."
"...Jingyun should have an unusual identity, she and you...cannot coexist..."
"...Be careful of the people around you..."
"...I have a medicine here...I think...they will force you to take it...this is the antidote that can cure all kinds of poisons...you take it..."
Sister Cui moved her finger, and a medicine rolled into her palm, and she held it numbly.
She panted on her lap, her voice fading away.
"...You helped me avenge back then...I didn't design you on purpose...My whole life...you are only a friend...a benefactor...I swore to protect you with my life...Da Bo...you have to live in a comprehensive way...don't let me down..."
Jing Hengbo moved his fingers slightly, trying to find out her injury, but Sister Cui evaded and stepped aside. With just this slight movement, she gasped continuously, and Jing Hengbo didn't dare to move.
She couldn't see Sister Cui's face, but only saw her own fingers, stained with blood, hanging cold and stiff.
"... I promised you that none of them will be missing, but two are still missing... You have to be good in the future... At least Yongxue and Zirui will be by your side... Da Bo... You look hot but you are cold... If you really hurt you, you will Especially resolute...don't be resolute...be yourself...after today...I still want to see the original you..."
"Jingyun!" Fei Luo noticed something was wrong and asked sharply, "What are you doing? Hurry up!"
Sister Cui suddenly picked up the tray that was set aside, raised the pill, turned her back to Fei Luo, and raised her hand.
When she raised her hand, blood dripped from her hand. Fei Luo's complexion changed, and when she looked closely at her back, she suddenly exclaimed, "You are not... who are you!"
Sister Cui didn't answer, but turned her head and smiled mockingly at her.
"You're right," she said, "There will always be someone like Dabo who is willing to live and die with her."
Turning her fingers, she gently stuffed the pill into her mouth. She swallowed without hesitation, and with a grunt, she smiled contentedly and calmly.
"Sister Cui!" Jing Hengbo's voice suddenly broke.
Sister Cui turned her head and smiled at her, her body suddenly went limp and fell on her lap.
The black blood on the corner of his lips stained Jing Hengbo's knees purple in an instant.
She stretched out her hand tremblingly, as if she still wanted to wipe away the blood on Jing Hengbo's behalf, while still muttering to herself with a smile: "...I can't offend you, and you promised to give me a generous dowry and find me a good husband. The rich dowry..."
Halfway through rubbing the hands, they drooped weakly.
Jing Hengbo lowered his head, looked at her body, weakly and gradually slid back, backed away from her knees, and fell obliquely to the ground.
Like in life, how many intense participations, and then a thrilling curtain call.
The cloak fell to one side, revealing a dagger that reached the hilt on his waist, and a large bloodstain that could cover a person.
Wearing a cloak, covering too many traces and pain.
At the last moment, she chose to chatter about family affairs, caring for Yinzi as much as she did back then, and seemed to want to wake her up with fireworks in the world, so don't be so desperate.
Jing Hengbo lowered his head steadfastly, looking at the person on the ground, that was the first friend she made after crossing, she trusted her, doubted her, treated her coldly, and cared for her, she remembered her The haggard face protruding from the mist in the kitchen also remembered that she held her hand and said to protect her. She laughed and forgot these things and words. There are so many people around her, so many people, flowers blooming Come and go, sometimes she really can't think of that kind of female man, and later she gets a little tangled up, but no matter how she turns around, she is destined to be inconspicuous.
Then one day, when she was being persecuted by all the people, this woman who had been neglected by her suddenly broke in, stabbed a knife in her waist, ate the poison she was supposed to take, and died on her lap.
She fulfilled the promise with her life, but she didn't know what else she could use to pay back in this life.
It seemed that a dagger was suddenly stuck deep in her heart, until it reached the handle. The dagger was made of ice and snow, and it melted instantly when met with warm blood.
The pool of cold and meandering blood approached silently like a snake.
She suddenly raised her head.
"ah!"
The sound of resentment soared into the sky, and the snow all over the sky stopped. Above the sky, there seemed to be a void.
There was a purple flash between her brows.
With a struggle with both hands, "crack." The flexible tendon rope broke.
"Stop her!" The officials rushed forward in shock.
She had already bent down, picked up Sister Cui's body, and disappeared in a flash.
…
"She ran away!" All the officials were shocked.
"Don't worry!" Fei Luo said coldly, with a livid face, "She can't escape at all, outside the palace city, there are people besieging her!"
Suddenly a woman screamed in the distance, listen carefully, it came from the direction of the queen's bedroom.
"She's in the dormitory!" Everyone cheered up and rushed after her.
…
On the snow in front of the dormitory door, there is blood all the way.
When the ministers rushed to the sleeping hall, they saw the door was wide open, and Jing Hengbo was standing in front of the dressing table with Sister Cui in his arms.
The bed was not far away, but she didn't put Sister Cui on the bed.
Her bright yellow cloak was stained with mottled snow and blood, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of her lips, making her face white and her eyes black as the night.
"The national teacher has arrived—" the announcement came from afar, and it came to me in a blink of an eye.
When everyone looked back, they saw that Gong Yin's snow-clothed cloak, like a puff of cold snow, had fallen silently in front of the court.
He glanced at the officials in front of the door who were unable to enter, and his voice was like ice crystals when he spoke, "Why don't you enter?"
The officials were concerned about the Queen, and even more about him. With such a person behind him, they had the instinct to retreat, so they had to enter the palace one after another.
After everyone entered the hall, Gong Yin walked slowly into the hall, and looked at Jing Hengbo for the first time.
Jing Hengbo was also looking at him, and slowly lifted Sister Cui in his arms.
"Gong Yin," she said, "Sister Cui is dead."
The tone was flat and seemed numb, as if it was just a notice.
Gong Yin glanced over the blood on the corners of her lips and the worn skin on her wrists, and lowered her eyes.
When he spoke again, he said, "Let her go."
"Gong Yin, why weren't you here just now?" She asked in a daze.
His mind was a little empty, as if he was suddenly pierced by a sword into a deep black hole, or he suddenly passed through the messy snow.
He is silent.
A smear of snow fluttered past his eyes, and at that moment his eyes seemed to sigh like pity, like helplessness like determination, flashed by like a streamer, and the next moment was still as deep as a dark night, only reflecting the snow that was flying that night.
She suddenly felt that she was very far away from him, not only the distance of half a hall, not only the crowd who opposed, but also the wandering eyes, the wordless explanation, and the corpse in her arms.
The arms became heavy, and it was almost impossible to hold them.
She feels tired.
I don't want to ask any more questions, I don't want to think any more, I don't want to face this power strife and contention, I don't want to face this world-wide hostility and traps.
She was a crazy person in another world, she came here by chance, she had no ambitions, no selfish desires, she just wanted to be with three or five friends, to be herself completely, to see the scenery of mountains and fields, and to live a worry-free life.
This journey of escaping, fleeing and staying is all her mental journey. What she wants has always been freedom.
that's it.
Can't accommodate. Not tolerated.
What she lost today was a sister Cui, what else would she lose in the future?
Jing Hengbo smiled slowly.
People's thoughts really change rapidly. A quarter of an hour ago, she was still thinking about how to trick the officials from the main hall to the sleeping hall, and use the unintentional discovery under the sleeping hall to assist her modern methods to force, deceive and fool these people, and make these people back down.
As long as she can pass this test, as long as Gong Yin remains in power, as long as she presses her patience and takes her time, there will always be a day when she will reach her goal.
But now she suddenly doesn't want to.
I don't want to work hard anymore, I don't want to deceive and fool me anymore, I don't want to waste my limited life and warmth in such a cold and boring power struggle.
Sister Cui told her with her cold corpse: No, you are not suitable.
You see, what a price you paid before you even started.
Sure enough, life and death will tell people a thorough answer.
This queen, it doesn't matter if she doesn't do it.
But before that, if there is revenge, there must be revenge.
She stood on tiptoe suddenly, and looked outside the hall with a look of surprise.
At the same time, there was a clatter outside.
The ministers were frightened and turned to look at it one after another.
At the moment when all the people turned around one after another.
Jing Hengbo suddenly had a comb in her hand, she turned around, and quickly tapped the phoenix tail behind her three times with the comb.
Then she hugged Sister Cui tightly, leaning against the dressing table, waiting for a moment to sink.
Nothing happened.
There was a vague "Ka Ka." Then he smiled "Ge Ge".
Jing Hengbo froze.
Gong Yin, who flitted out of the threshold, stopped and turned around slowly.
The curtain in front of the bed was suddenly lifted by a pair of bare hands.
The fingers are slender, the nails are white and round, and the hands are petite, but the skin is slightly paler.
The gesture of brushing aside the curtain with his fingers was very elegant, as if even the arc of his fingertips had been carefully adjusted, for a moment Jing Hengbo almost thought he saw Zirui.
But it can't be Zirui, she just chased after her, and she was standing in the snow in front of the hall with a pale face.
The finger stopped on purpose on the edge of the curtain, attracting everyone's attention, the person behind the curtain smiled lightly again, and said: "Gong Yin, look, today's snow is really good."
Jing Hengbo was startled, she had already recognized that it was Jingyun's voice, but she didn't expect that her first words were to Gong Yin.
A sentence is unremarkable, but it seems to have a mystery.
Gong Yin was startled, and suddenly raised his head.
There was a flash of black light in his eyes, as sharp as a knife's edge.
"Who are you!"
There was another laugh, but it was no longer Jingyun's shy smile in the past. It was light, cold, and far away.
The curtain was lifted, and it was indeed Jingyun who came out, but her attire made everyone's eyes condense.
She was wearing the Queen's Royal Robe, a crimson and black ceremonial suit. Round neck and large placket, wide sleeves on the right lapel, tassels, and Nine Zhai coat of arms.
In addition to not wearing the queen's crown, she is completely dressed for the queen's court.
And the way she rolled up her sleeves and raised her chin slightly, really reminds me of the emperor who is facing the court. In the room full of splendor, without losing grace, you can rule the world.
Jing Hengbo stared at Jingyun in a daze, never thought that Jingyun, a small white flower and full of Xiaojiabiyu temperament, really looks like an emperor in royal robes.
Maybe no matter who it is, wearing royal robes will look like an emperor?
No, not right. Not everyone can control such a luxurious and majestic costume. Jingyun's calm and calm demeanor at the moment, looking down on the world, can only be obtained after a long period of experience as a high-ranking person.
The hall was silent, and all the officials stared, with the same feelings as Jing Hengbo in their eyes. Some people's eyes have flashed memories, as if because of Jingyun's queen posture in front of them, they remembered some things that have passed away.
Jing Hengbo only looked at Gong Yin.
He was still upright, standing under the porch, with half of his body exposed, the broken snow soon covered half of his shoulders, but he didn't seem to notice it.
Just staring at Jingyun.
Jing Hengbo heard his heart pounding.
Jingyun also only looked at Gong Yin. Hands slowly caressed the front of the chest.
"Sit on my bed in the west pavilion, wearing my old clothes. I have forgotten each other when I came back, and I grew up in a dream." She smiled sadly, "Gong Yin, I am Mingcheng."
I am Mingcheng.
I am Mingcheng.
The four words, like a thunderbolt, suddenly struck Jing Hengbo's head, and she swayed, unable to hug Sister Cui anymore. He had no choice but to put her on the stool, and reached out to support the dressing table behind him.
There were bursts of blackness in front of my eyes, and I could see that the scenery was confused, and there was a constant buzzing in my ears, I don't know if it was tinnitus, or the surprised discussions of the officials in the palace, or a combination of both.
Down the corridor, Gong Yin's eyes flickered slightly following her movements. Then he turned to Jingyun.
The crowd is divided, only he stands firm as a rock.
Jingyun stood in the hall, her face was as pale as paper in the splendor of splendor, but her eyes were black and fixed, she passed the bustling crowd, only looking at Gong Yin.
"I'm back," she said.
"It's been a long time since I came back, but you have forgotten me, you have all forgotten me, even myself. Then, everyone, let a woman with ulterior motives and vicious thoughts take my place. " she said.
"This is my royal robe, my throne, my bedroom, and my Yuzhao Palace. But I was wandering in another country. When I came back, I suddenly became an outsider." She said.
"A real outsider occupies my position. She uses my palace, my bedroom, my bed, everything! She commands all the people who should be commanded by me, and enjoys the glory and care that belongs to me , even ordering me, enslaving me, and trampling me! As my true master, I was humiliated by a woman who took possession of a magpie's nest, and everyone still said that I was ungrateful and treacherous—do you think there is such a reason in the world? ?!" she said.
"Gong Yin, why are you reluctant to part with this woman? Are you still thinking about protecting her? Do you think she won't compete with you for the world and won't hurt you? Even if she keeps making trouble for you You would rather pretend that you don't know about your power? You are so fascinated by her beauty that you don't believe that there is a kind of female scorpion in this world who will eat the male scorpion after the wish is fulfilled?" she said.
The wind and snow outside the hall suddenly raged, hovering above Gong Yin, he was cold in the snow, his eyes were like ice crystals.
"Impossible, Queen Mingcheng is dead! Besides, she is not your face!" Someone in the hall shouted.
"Yeah." Jingyun touched her face and said sadly, "I don't even recognize this face. If I still have the original face, why should I suffer so much?"
"what happened?"
"What's going on?" Jingyun suddenly pointed at Jing Hengbo, "Ask her!"
Jing Hengbo raised his head slowly, his face paler than Jingyun's, and he sneered lazily and long.
"Let's trouble you to say it yourself." She said wearily, "I'm afraid that my compilation is not perfect enough to satisfy you."
"I don't want to talk to you, I only speak the facts." Jingyun said coldly, "Gong Yin knows some of the facts."
Jing Hengbo supported the dressing table with his hands, and his long hair hung down to cover his eyes.
She doesn't want to look at anything now, let alone look at Gong Yin's face.
After getting along for so long, she already knew him well enough. She was afraid that she would take another look at his expression at this moment, and it would hurt her heart from now on. It's hard to find redemption.
"The so-called Dige incident at the time. It was said that the queen died suddenly, and the news from the court was that the queen of Mingcheng rebelled, and there seemed to be some unbearable rumors." Jingyun smiled sarcastically, "Of course, you should also know by now I'm not a rebel, otherwise I wouldn't dare to appear in front of Gong Yin at this moment."
"But we clearly saw that during the Dige incident, the rebels surrounded Dige! Almost broke the city! We saw that the national teacher was stabbed by the queen and was seriously injured. If it wasn't for our Kanglong desperate rescue, the national teacher would have died at that time!" Cheng Lonely retorted fiercely.
"Did you see it with your own eyes?" Jingyun said lightly.
Cheng Gumo was speechless.
He remembered that night, when he arrived, he only saw the Chinese master of Yuzhao Palace drenched in blood, and the corpse of Queen Mingcheng lying on the ground. After that, the rebels attacked the city, and the national teacher was seriously injured and struggled to repel the rebels on the city. Afterwards, the queen of Mingcheng was buried hastily. Everyone believed that the queen seized power and was killed by the national teacher, so she was naturally dead. Death is a taboo, and you can't even ask.
However, today, a strange woman claims to be the queen, she is so clear about the details of the past, and has no fear, is she really the queen of Mingcheng? Is there really something hidden about what happened back then?
"Gong Yin, someone assassinated you that night, but it wasn't me, and you didn't see it clearly, did you?" Jingyun put her hand on her heart, and said softly, "I did something wrong to you, and I swore I would never do it again because of it." Hurt you, how could I break my oath and want to put you in Jedi again?"
In the wind and snow, Gong Yin took a step forward slowly, and the snow on his shoulders rustled down, forming a thin layer on the deep red floor.
He stared at Jingyun, neither happy nor sad, not even surprised. Across the wind and snow, it seems to be watching other people's dreams.
Jing Hengbo only looked at the water-stained footprints on the ground, and felt that his heart had been crushed heavily by such wet and cold footprints.
"If you claim to be the queen of Mingcheng, then stop playing around in circles and tell the truth!" Fei Luo raised her brows, her eyes still full of hostility.
Suddenly a queen appeared, and she also felt that something was wrong.
"Some things are only known between Gong Yin and I. I don't need to explain to you." Jingyun said proudly, "But what I can say is that I never tried to seize power, never instigated a rebel army, and never Injured the national teacher! On the night of the accident, I didn’t even have time to talk to the national teacher, and I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I had been transported to the carriage and left the wilderness, and I had lost my memory. Face, I no longer remember my identity, I no longer remember the past, I no longer even have health, I woke up in Dayan, facing a couple, they said they were my parents, I Believe it or not, not long after that couple committing crimes were ransacked and exiled, and I was sold out..." She paused, "So when I saw Gong Yin again, although I didn't know who he was, I treated him with no reason. I want to get close to…”
Her tears fell as soon as she said, "But he no longer recognizes me, and neither can anyone. A woman occupies my position. My intuitive approach to Gong Yin turned into my intention to rob him with ulterior motives." The man, how ridiculous...hehe...how ridiculous!"
"Who arranged that conspiracy? Who got you away?"
"Whoever benefits from this incident is the one!" Jingyun shouted.
Everyone was shocked, and they all looked at Jing Hengbo.
Jing Hengbo didn't look up, but sneered, covered his mouth with his sleeves, and coughed slightly.
I knew it was this sentence.
Logically speaking, there is nothing to criticize.
"Queen, I came here in response to divination." Gong Yin said suddenly, saying every word coldly, "She descended from the sky, and she has never been in the wilderness before."
"How do you know that she never came? How do you know that she really fell from the sky? How do you know that the group of guards who greeted her colluded with her?" Jingyun looked at Jing Hengbo viciously, then stared at Gong Yin, "You How do you know, your hexagram is accurate!"
"I will do the divination myself." Gong Yin closed his eyes and said lightly.
Everyone was silent, and it was really difficult for the national teacher to do the divination in person. This is the most difficult point in Jingyun's rhetoric.
Jingyun was not afraid at all.
"There is still a person in this Great Wilderness Court who can change your hexagrams!"
"who!"
"Sang Tong!"
The hall was dead silent, and after a while, someone let out a long breath.
If the dead are not mentioned, no one can remember them. I was surprised when I mentioned it, yes, Sang Tong.
As a high priest with a high priest's tower, he has all the tools and means. The state teacher's divination is in the priest's high tower. It is not difficult for the high priest to do anything.
"You mean that Sang Tong colluded with the queen to frame you, and then changed the hexagram of the state teacher and introduced a new queen." Someone raised a question, "But if they colluded, Sang Tong died, and it was in the new Queen's hands!"
"Don't you hear that the cunning rabbit is cooked by dead dogs!"
The whole hall was silent again, so that the wind was suddenly loud.
After a while, the voices of all the people exhaled, almost converging into a roaring wave.
"I still can't figure it out," Jingyun's faint voice echoed in the hall, "Sang Tong, or someone else, wants to gain a higher position. At that time, I was discussing with the national teacher to revise the laws of the Great Wilderness, Allowing the male emperor to succeed to the throne. If this decree is implemented, there will be nothing for Sang Tong and the others. How willing she is, so she set up a trap to frame me, instigate the rebellion of the Ministry of Gold, and cause the Emperor Song incident. Then modify the hexagram of the reincarnated queen, Jing Hengbo was arranged to replace me. But what she didn't expect was that Jing Hengbo was also restless. After becoming a queen, Sang Tong felt that Jing Hengbo was getting out of control. There were serious disagreements due to uneven interests, and at this time, Jing Hengbo won the favor of Gong Yin by virtue of her beauty. With Gong Yin's backing, she took the opportunity to attack Sang Tong, and also used this to win the hearts of the people... What kind of queen loves the people, what kind of goddess descended from heaven , other than the Priest Tower, where else can she provide her with so many so-called miracles? What Queen of Destiny! It's obviously a conspiracy of a group of young people colluding with each other to spy on the big one!"
Jing Hengbo slowly raised his head and glanced at Jingyun.
So meticulous and seamless inference!
The so-called politicians and famous mouths turn black and white, so there is no flaw in such a push!
But she felt that Jingyun alone could not deduce this result!
That shadow floated in the sky vaguely, and the whistling snowflakes seemed like he sneered grimly.
"Since it's so thorough, why didn't Sang Tong kill you?"
Jing Hengbo's voice was also clear and light, but like Jingyun, it went straight to the center.
"Because I still have the secret of the queen's bedroom." Jingyun answered quickly, obviously prepared, and the corners of her eyes were slanted, full of pride and ridicule, "Sang Tong changed my face and messed up my face. For the secret of the bedroom. But in my consciousness, there is still vigilance, and I still refuse to tell the secret. So, you plan to make my family ruined again, and then ask Jing Hengbo to save me, expecting me to be grateful, When I return to the old place, I will reveal the secret intentionally or unintentionally... Your plan is very good, and it is indeed good. Not long ago, I was stimulated, and I finally revealed the method of opening the bedroom. It is being seen by your spies ..." Jingyun giggled, "It's a pity, you didn't use all the methods, just now you wanted to open the door, but you couldn't open it?"
She turned to the ministers and smiled gently, "I would like to remind everyone that your feet are empty. If the secret door was really opened just now, you must be in the underground dungeon by now. At that time, don't say that you forced the Queen to commit suicide. I'm afraid you want to commit suicide, it depends on whether the queen agrees."
"Of course," she said Shi Shiran, "If you lean against the furniture in the palace, it's still safe, such as the position where the Queen is inseparable."
All the ministers turned their fire-breathing gazes to stare at Jing Hengbo.
"It really is a **** who deceives the world!"
"No wonder she's full of evil spirits, but she's actually a beautiful snake that harms the world!"
"If you allow this poisonous plan to run amok, don't you want to subvert my Great Desolation!"
The angry curses were overwhelming, and the officials had already chosen to believe in Jingyun. After all, the secrets of the queen's bedroom must not be revealed by ordinary people. Besides, Jing Hengbo was the target of their death regardless of whether he participated in such a far-reaching conspiracy. It's just that now I have a more high-sounding reason.
Jing Hengbo only looked at Gong Yin.
She knew that others would believe it. She just wanted to know whether Gong Yin would believe it.
He stopped on the porch, never taking a step forward, the snow-white down on the cloak trembled slightly in the wind, making his face more and more steadfast like a statue.
The way he looked at himself and Jingyun was so deep that she couldn't find his true emotions this time.
"Gong Yin!" Jingyun suddenly shouted, "You should know that what I said is true! You clearly know that her intentions are not pure! Why did she try her best to get close to you and seduce you with sex? It's because she knows you..."
"enough!"
Gong Yin's cold voice cut off Jing Yun's shout like a knife.
He no longer paid attention to Jingyun, and looked at Jing Hengbo with Qinglingling eyes, "Hengbo."
She didn't answer, but slowly picked up Sister Cui's body and looked up at him.
The two looked at each other, across the Gaoyuan Hall that night, the wind was cold and the snow was howling.
"Is it real?"
Jing Hengbo raised his chin slightly.
She was so sad for a moment that she could only hold her head up, not to let some kind of liquid suddenly gush out from her eyes.
Will ask, is already suspicious.
The nearly one year of getting along, the ups and downs along the way, the tacit understanding of life and death, and the affection between ears and temples, can't be worth a few words from a queen who suddenly pops up.
Is it that the so-called high-ranking people are born like this, with the strength of an eagle, the fierceness of a tiger, the arrogance of a dragon, and the suspicion of a fox?
Looking around three times, his eyes were dazzled by the turmoil.
So sour, so sour, her breath seemed to surge against her nose, she barely suppressed her sobs, and still told herself, don't get angry.
Don't be angry.
Be a calm person and never act impulsively.
This is what he taught her.
"Fake." She replied.
He was silent, his eyes drooped slightly, unable to tell whether he believed it or not.
"Contradict her," he said.
Jing Hengbo thought for a while, then shook his head.
Jingyun's words are seamlessly connected from front to back, and they are impeccable. Although there are still many doubts in it, people who are not really involved can't see it at all. For example, what is the relationship between Sang Tong and Jingyun, and whether Jingyun was harmed by Sang Tong or has been in collusion with Sang Tong. These truths are in the hands of In the hands of the client, she only had doubts but no evidence. What she could use to refute was the experience she had with him, but that was something everyone could see, and repeating it at this moment would only make people feel that she had no words to answer and was dying.
When someone accuses you, you say I am not I am not, so pale.
The power of this game is that everything is based on the assumption of the dead and past events. Sang Tong is dead, and the Sang family hates her deeply, no one will come out to clarify for her.
The presumption of guilt comes first, and it is difficult for anyone to prove himself.
The existence of Jingyun itself is the most powerful evidence and the greatest oppression for her. The former queen is not dead, and the current queen no longer has any authority.
She was, indeed, speechless.
"Gong Yin," she slowly raised her hand, holding her heart, "You said that no flaws will be left for you to expose the well-arranged situation. All I can let you see is my heart. For so long, so long, you and I, are we sincere or false, are we close on purpose or are attracted unintentionally, are we in love with each other or are we deliberately trying to harm each other, are we trying to seize power, or are we just taking your heart... tell me you know."
"He knows?" Jingyun's sharp voice sounded behind her, "He doesn't know!"
She took a step back suddenly, stepped onto Jing Hengbo's bed, lifted the mattress, took out a yellow silk book from under the mattress, and threw it on the ground.
The old ceremonial minister looked down, and suddenly exclaimed: "The silk book of the founding empress!"
As soon as this sound came out, everyone burst into a loud bang.
The imperial silk book is one of the most mysterious relics of the royal family in the wilderness. But it is not a martial arts secret book, nor a treasure map, nor is it the defense of the imperial city, but a book of prophecy that predicts the future of the Great Desolation for hundreds of years in the future.
It is said that in the era of the founding empress, strange arts shined brilliantly, and many amazing and brilliant figures emerged in the wilderness, and the empress succeeded to the throne