The night wind gradually picked up, and the night was as cold as water.
The street cleansing drum has not yet been beaten, and there are already few people on the long street. Only the strong wind is blowing, and the snow-white spiritual flags of Duke Zhao's Mansion in the distance are rolling fiercely...
The world is desolate.
A group of knights galloped slowly at the end of the long street. The horses' hooves stepped on the stone slabs of the long street, making a crisp "ta-da" sound, and their steps were vigorous.
More than ten knights came slowly. The white-shirted knight at the head wore a common hat on his head to block the cold wind and most of his face. It's just that this hat is in great contrast with his gorgeous clothes, giving people an extremely weird feeling.
At the entrance of the alley, the people and horses stopped suddenly.
The guards who were once again guarding them all cheered up and shouted coldly: "Stop!"
The leading knight in white shirt casually raised his left hand to signal the knight behind him to calm down, while he himself turned over and jumped off the horse. Then he looked at the guard in front of him and said in a gentle and gentle voice, "I have been invited to come to see His Highness."
The guard was stunned, and the clear voice of Princess Changle sounded from the carriage not far behind him: "Let him come over."
"promise!"
The guard opened a passage and let the knight in white shirt pass by, but his bright eyes were fixed on the group of knights behind him, and his big hands were placed on the hilt of the knife at his waist. His Highness's order was "Let him come over", not "Let them come over", so only this knight in white can pass by alone!
The atmosphere was somewhat solemn.
The knight in white shirt didn't even look at the scene behind him. He walked slowly to the front of the carriage and stood quietly, speechless for a moment.
There was also silence in the carriage.
Only the long wind swept through the alley, rolled up the clothes of the knight in white, and made a soft "hula la" sound...
After a long time, the knight in white shirt raised his hand and took off the hat on his head, revealing a handsome and divine white jade face, with a slight frown on his sword eyebrows, a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and softly called out: "Beauty..."
Astonishingly, it was Changsun Chong, his eldest son and direct grandson who had been on the run since the Lishan rebellion!
Princess Changle in the carriage twisted her slender hands tightly, and her heart seemed to be suddenly clenched by this cry!
In my memory, when I was in my cardamom years, my heartstrings were always plucked by this gentle call, and my blood flow accelerated. Those were her best years, with the best memories. She was like the one blessed by God, with the most noble status in the world, a loving mother, a heroic father, and a perfect husband... …
She pretty much has it all!
She knows how to be grateful, so she has tried countless times to make up for some of the small misfortunes and shortcomings in her life. She feels that even if her life is not purely perfect, it is enough to be happy throughout her life.
However, now all these have become yesterday's smoke and clouds, gathering and dispersing with the wind...
The long wind slightly lifted the car curtain, and she saw him through the gap.
He still looked familiar, as elegant and handsome as yesterday, and he was still the young man who made all the ladies in Chang'an obsessed with him. It's just that the temples that were originally cut like a knife were stained with a bit of wind and frost, adding a bit of vicissitudes of life and haggard to the elegance.
However, his demeanor is more calm than before. He must have suffered all kinds of hardships during the past two years of wandering around the world.
Princess Changle's beautiful eyes were filled with mist, and she felt pity and sadness in her heart.
She had also imagined that one day she would be able to see the face that haunted her so much, and listen to him talk about his love after separation and his hardships. She would still be that gentle wife, holding his hand, no matter how long it took for the world to last. I want to be by his side even to the end of the world.
But now...
Princess Changle bit her pink lips, sucked her delicate nose, and tried her best to control the water vapor in her eyes that gradually filled up. Her voice was slightly hoarse and she asked: "I only want to ask you one thing, Liu Lang... is it?" Did you kill him?"
After asking this question, she twisted her clothes tightly with her hands and pricked her ears quietly, unwilling to mishear even one word of the other party.
Changsun Chong was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, his smile full of bitterness.
Not "Did you kill him?"
But "You killed him, right?"
The tone was just a bit off, but it was enough to reveal the true meaning in his heart.
Changsun Chong smiled helplessly and clasped his hands behind his back: "Since Li Zhi has already made up her mind, why bother to invite Changsun Chong to come and ask?"
Princess Changle felt something collapsed in her heart. She was breathing rapidly, but she still persisted in asking: "I just want to hear your answer, yes or no."
The crisp voice was already trembling slightly.
Although she already had the answer in her heart, she persistently wanted to hear a different answer from his mouth...
Changsun raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.
In his mind, Princess Changle had always been a tender and beautiful woman, and she was even more accommodating to him. How could she ever have such an aggressive attitude?
After a slight pause, Chang Sun Chong asked: "Why do you ask? Everyone knows that Liu Lang was killed by Fang Jun. The evidence is conclusive and cannot be excused. Why do you doubt me?"
Princess Changle in the carriage felt as if her heart was suddenly and violently squeezed by an invisible big hand. The pain was so painful that her heart ached and the tears she was holding back in her eyes instantly poured out...
Changsun Chong did not answer, but Princess Changle already knew the answer.
No one can understand you better than someone who once shared the same bed with you, not to mention that Princess Changle once wholeheartedly tried her best to please this man for his self-esteem...
He is always like this. When a lie is exposed, he does not immediately quibble, but immediately asks questions. It seems that only in this way can he relieve the tension in his heart and prevent others from doubting him.
Princess Changle stared at the car curtain in front of her, as if she could see the ruthless and ruthless face through the car curtain. She let her tears fall and trembled in disbelief: "How could you... treat Liulang To commit such a murderous act? That is your brother, a biological brother from the same mother!"
She still clearly remembered that when she and Changsun Chong got married, the naughty Changsun Dan was running around excitedly among the guests, shouting loudly when everyone met, "Princess Changle is my sister-in-law, Princess Changle is mine." Sister-in-law”…
It seems that from the moment he married into Changsun's family, Changsun Dan has been following Changsun Chong like a follower. That is the admiration and attachment for the elder brother...
How vicious does a person have to be before he can wield a butcher's knife against his own brother?
This is different from my father back then.
If my father had not killed his eldest uncle and uncle back then, then the ones lying in the mausoleum now would be her father, mother, brothers, sisters, and herself...
But how could Changsun Dan hinder Changsun Chong?
Changsun Chong outside the car was silent and in a daze.
Princess Changle stretched out her hand to wipe her tears and said in a cold tone: "Just because you want to blame Fang Jun, you can sacrifice your brother?"
Changsun Chong bit his lip, his face as pale as paper.
Doesn't he feel bad?
of course!
That was his brother who had been close to him since he was a child, and he always obeyed his words without reservation. Even when he stabbed the knife into Changsun Dan's lower back, Changsun Dan's eyes showed a kind of blank confusion instead of deep-seated hatred and anger...
Because he didn't believe that his brother, who had doted on him since he was a child, would want to kill him?
However...do you regret it?
Changsun Chong took a deep breath to calm his turbulent mood.
no way!
The hatred between him and Fang Jun could no longer be expressed clearly in just one or two sentences. Jealousy, resentment, hatred... Finally, the humiliation at the Shenji Camp station in the snow turned into an undying feud!
How humiliating is that?
He was dragged by Fang Jun through the city, all the way through countless streets to the palace...
Such humiliation can only be repaid with blood!
And the reason why he blatantly participated in the rebellion of Hou Junji and others was that he had no way to deal with Fang Jun at the moment and wanted to knock Fang Jun into the dust in one fell swoop by relying on his Conglong merits to establish a new emperor...
Inside and outside the car, there was a moment of silence.
After a long time, Princess Changle said quietly: "You...stand up and plead guilty. I know that the jade pendant was not the one that Sizi gave to Fang Jun at all, but the one that your mother gave to you since you were a child... Not to mention that you have nothing to do with Fang Jun today, but what fun do you have in hiding and living in panic like this? If you can plead guilty, I promise you that even if you are killed in front of your father, , will also seek a way out for you..."
But she couldn't see that Zhang Sun Chong's face turned extremely ugly in an instant...
