February night.
The moonlight is clean and bright.
The snow on the walls of the Zhulacquer Palace has not yet melted, and when the wind blows, it becomes chilly.
The long passage leading from the palace gate to the palace is hidden in the shadow of the red walls on both sides, and the light is dim.
Aunt Jin walked in front of her holding a lighting lantern.
The man was wearing a purple and gold brocade robe and followed behind.
The palace road is full of twists and turns.
When she arrived at the viewing pavilion in the Royal Garden, Grandma Jin stopped, reported to the bright yellow figure standing quietly in front of the pavilion with her hands behind her hands, bowed her head and stepped aside.
"Your Majesty, King Mobei has arrived."
The woman slowly turned around, and a bit of moonlight fell, reflecting her cold face, and her eyes were like cold rivers.
Seeing this, I felt a chill in my heart.
Wen Renjing curled up his cold fingertips and spoke with a slightly hoarse voice, "Feng Lin."
"King Mobei, I just want to ask you, did you touch my Xiling Imperial Tomb?" the woman asked.
Wen Renjing was silent for a moment, then uttered three words with difficulty, "I'm sorry."
This apology was a confession of what he had done.
"I'm sorry?" Feng Lin raised his lips and said in a very harsh voice, "Wen Renjing, I have regarded you as my friend for so many years, and this is what you have given me in return?"
"Feng Lin, believe it or not, I have never wanted to be your enemy."
"If you touch my Xiling Imperial Tomb, you are declaring war on my Xiling!"
Wenren Jing was speechless.
He held a high position in Beixiang and was a powerful minister of the country, so he naturally knew the consequences of disturbing the imperial mausoleum.
Now faced with accusations, there is no defense.
After a long time, he spoke again, his dark eyes fixed on the figure ten steps away, and he said in a low voice, "Feng Lin, the matter has reached this point and there is no turning around. If you want me to do anything, just tell me."
"What do I want from you? This sentence is really funny! When you come to my Xiling, I treat you with courtesy, but you are secretly disturbing the peace of my royal family and ancestors! How dare you come to me and say so openly These words!" After Feng Lin finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out the soft sword from his waist and struck directly at Wen Renjing, "You are so provocative and humiliating, and you still show off in front of me! Wen Renjing, you are relying on my position. You need to look ahead and consider the overall situation!"
"Feng Lin!" Wen Renjing pursed his lips tightly and quickly retreated to dodge.
The woman's speed was no less than his, and she pressed forward.
The moonlight is clear and calm, and those beautiful eyes under the moon are no longer cold and peaceful as before, they are sharp and cold, and full of murderous intent.
Wen Renjing felt chills all over his body. At this moment, he suddenly flashed his eyes and the tip of the woman's sword pierced his left chest.
He grasped the blade with his hand and stopped, the soft blade arching in an arc between the two of them.
Staring closely into the woman's eyes, he heard Renjing's lips move, and bitterness filled his mouth, "Feng Lin, do you want to kill me?"
The woman was silent, her eyes were cold and unwavering, and the bloody aura gushing from his chest failed to soften those eyes in the slightest.
Her hand holding the hilt of the sword was as white as jade, and there was no tremor at all.
Wen Renjing's hand trembled, and the fingers holding the blade slowly loosened.
puff--
Without the restraint, the soft blade immediately passed through the chest until the hilt was gone.
Without hesitation.
Pain spread in circles in his heart. Wen Renjing looked at the face so close and smiled palely, "A Lin, after so many years, this is the first time you and I are so close."
The woman listened with confusion and said word by word, "Wen Renjing, from now on, you and I are strangers!"
After finishing her words, the woman drew her sword and backed away without looking back, "Mother Jin, see you off!"
The white marble floor was dotted with black spots that smelled of blood.
The February night wind is still cold.
Wenren stood quietly in the cold wind, looking at the gradually disappearing figure, but did not move for a long time.
Suddenly ridiculous.
He Wen Renjing has been around for half his life, wandering in conspiracies and intrigues, and emotions are also a tool for profit for him.
In this situation, the country, the country, and the country are the most important, and the feelings are dispensable.
But he only likes her, even if it is not pure, it is sincere.
Therefore, I am willing to accompany you as a friend and never force you.
Even so, when she abandoned him, it was like abandoning worn shoes.
This is the only time in this life that I show my sincerity, but I can’t get it.
After all, he couldn't impress her even a little bit.
After forcing himself out of the palace gate with serious injuries, he was at the end of his strength, and the man's body suddenly collapsed.
"Master!" Feiyun, who was waiting next to the carriage, flew over. When he smelled the strong smell of blood on his master's body, his expression changed drastically. "Master, are you injured? The Queen did it?! How dare she--!"
"Shut up!" Holding Feiyun's wrist tightly with one hand, Wen Renjing gritted his teeth to maintain his last bit of clarity, "This king, on his way back to Beixiang, encountered an assassin. It has nothing to do with her!"
Feiyun's chest was heaving, but he didn't dare to go against his master's will, so he put him on the carriage and went straight to the annex to treat his injuries first.
If something happens to the master here, even if he doesn't say anything, Beixiang will never let go of Xiling!
By then, there will be no peace in Xiling!
The palace bedroom.
The inner hall is brightly lit by candles.
Feng Lin took off his dragon robe and changed into casual clothes. His face was calm and there was no trace of floating emotions.
Aunt Jin fetched hot water and washed her hands carefully to remove the blood stained on them. "Your Majesty, you were a little impulsive tonight. If this matter reaches Beixiang, it will definitely cause trouble."
But it's really refreshing.
It's a pity that Wen Renjing can't be allowed to die here.
Feng Lin lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Being impulsive has its benefits. The emperor's mausoleum was sneaked into the imperial mausoleum. This news has been known to the whole court. Since I am the emperor of Xiling, I must not settle the matter. I stabbed Wen Renjing today, which can suppress him. The noise in the court hall can also hide the actions of Yu'er and the others. The world will only remember the person who touched my imperial mausoleum in Xiling as Wen Renjing."
Aunt Jin patted her head.
Look how confused she is.
If the conduct of the young master and his party is to be judged as a crime, it is no less serious than Wen Renjing.
Yan Huan led people to repair the big hole in the imperial mausoleum. It took more than a month to repair it.
This blame will naturally be put on Wen Renjing's head.
After his hands were washed, Feng Lin walked to the desk in the outer hall and ordered Grandma Jin to bring a lantern for lighting and pick up a pen to repair the book.
Aunt Jin glanced at the side and caught a glimpse of the first line of words: Emperor Beixiang's Personal Exhibition.
"Your Majesty, are you delivering a letter to Emperor Beixiang?"
Feng Lin hummed, "The Northern King of Momo in Beixiang has touched my imperial mausoleum in Xiling and cannot be handled lightly. Although the overall situation must be taken into consideration, I, Xiling's face, must also be taken back. Beixiang must compensate for this."
Aunt Jin immediately nodded in agreement, "Your Majesty is wise!"
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"Something else?" Tianbao's eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately understood the young man's intention.
