Don’t Learn Mandarin Ducks

 When clearing the field, there will be no less than ten guard warriors with him. Even if they go out, there will be two rows of people standing outside the door.

      , leaving only two henchmen.

    Overdue.

    Zhou Heshuo struggled to look at Shen Zhiluo, eyes full of resentment.

    He is a slave who has betrayed the master, how can you really believe him, when Yin Ninghuai died, he could say that he would follow the destiny and turn to him, and now he can naturally see the wind and turn the rudder to betray again. .

    It's just that Zhou Heshuo didn't understand that it was different from Yin Ninghuai's desperate situation, why Shen Zhiluo gave up on him?

    The strength of the two minions was so great that they almost suffocated him. Zhou Heshuo struggled to no avail, his face was flushed, and the veins on his neck were bulging. Just before he fainted, his mouth and nose suddenly loosened. .

    Someone squeezed a small porcelain bottle and gave him a sip of something cool.

    Coughing and drinking, Zhou Heshuo took a closer look and found that it was the girl in men's clothes just now, holding a porcelain bottle in one mouth and holding the cuff in the other, with a dignified and elegant posture, not like a charm in the dark night. Rather like a lady in a high door.

    Mrs?

    Slightly shaken, Zhou Heshuo suddenly remembered: "The Yin family of the Li family."

    Hua Yue smiled and nodded at him: "This is the third time I see Your Highness. If you are rude, please look to His Highness Haihan."

    A strange smell spread from her mouth, Zhou He Shuo’s eyes were split, staring at her, coughing and saying, “It’s my fault that Ben Gong is too kind, the first time I saw it, I shouldn’t have let you go."

    The little maid at that time was trembling, cowardly and restless, like a confused little lamb, and he felt pity in his heart. Who would have thought that such a little lamb would stand in front of him now, staring at him quietly with a dead man's eyes.

    "The imperial family of Wei has taught since ancient times, don't underestimate the daughter." Holding the handkerchief and gently wiping the concoction on the corner of his mouth, Hua Yue sighed, "Although I am Yin The most useless little daughter of the royal family, but she also sheds the blood of Gaozu in the end, and the Yin royal family must avenge her revenge.

    Yin Ninghuai, or Yin Ninghuai.

    Zhou Heshuo looked at the man in front of him tremblingly, not knowing whether to be surprised that the Yin royal family still kept someone, or to sigh that he would lose to Yin Ninghuai after all.

    A tearing pain in his abdomen came from bottom to top, reaching his heart. He gasped and asked, "Who are you, Yin Ninghuai?"

    The paper money in the brazier in the courtyard was burned to ashes, and the last ray of fireworks remained, licking the remaining corners and jumping.

    Hua Yue stared at the wisp of fire and suddenly remembered when Yin Ninghuai came to see her before she went to Guanshan.

      When the sky falls, it will naturally not fall on your head."

    "I'm happy to do it, can you handle it?" She squeezed Ming Pei tightly and looked at him with red eyes.

    "You can't stand it." He grabbed her hand and snatched the Ming Pei, and scolded her with a stern face, "How far you go, you little wild **** is not worthy of living in the forbidden palace, Death is not worthy of entering the imperial mausoleum, even if I can't hold Guanshan this time, and the enemy army comes in to liquidate my Yin clan, you are still a nameless person."

    As he spoke, he pushed her away, wearing armor holding his helmet, pinching her nameless inscription, and stepping out of the hall door without looking back.

    It has been so many years, Huayue still remembers the clanging sound of the armor hitting him when he left, remembers that the light outside pulled his shadow long, and also remembers that the hand he held Ming Pei trembled out of shape.

    At that time, she really wanted to call him, but she couldn't.

    "Brother."

    The wind blew through the courtyard, and the last firework in the brazier went out with her voice, and a wisp of blue smoke rose up into the night sky.

    Hua Yue was stunned for a moment, then she calmed down and said again: "He is my imperial brother."

    Zhou Heshuo looked at her in disbelief and shook his head subconsciously: "Impossible, none of your Yin royal family is left, this palace has checked."

    "It was checked." Shen Zhiluo nodded, "It's a pity that the person who went to check was not loyal enough, and once he was stained with wine, sex, wealth, and wealth, he ignored His Highness's orders."

    "..." Realizing who was doing the trick, Zhou Heshuo stared at him with blood-red eyes, "Bengong treats you well, and what Yin Ninghuai can give you, I have a lot of it. I gave it to you, why did you betray this palace!"

    Shen Zhiluo looked back at him calmly, rubbing the compass in his hand, and glanced at Huayue from the corner of his eye.

     "There is one thing that His Highness did not give to Wei Chen, only the First Prince."

    "What?"

    "Trust." He said softly, "Yin's eldest prince, both civil and military, has the world in his heart, he does not need to be suspicious of people, and he does not use people with suspicion. He knows that I will never betray him, so he is dying. Let me switch to Da Liang before."

    The pupils tightened, Zhou Heshuo shook his head: "Impossible, you are obviously following the destiny-"

     Halfway through the sentence, he felt stupid himself, what conformed to destiny, and what was greedy for life and fear of death, Shen Zhiluo had planned to take revenge from the beginning, as if he had never stopped assassinating him for so many years Shen Zhiluo is also loyal to Yin Ninghuai, like those people in his life, he can bribe people, but cannot bribe people's hearts.

    Angry, Zhou Heshuo felt dizzy and unsteady under his feet, staggered two steps and fell to the courtyard, holding his forehead and gasping for breath.

    Hua Yue squatted down beside him and asked him in a low voice, "Did you force my emperor to write down the book?"

    The Liang Wei Rebellion, the Liang Dynasty prince Zhou Heshuo captured the great Wei prince Yin Ninghuai in Guanshan, Yin Ninghuai wrote a letter of surrender, treasonous and colluded with the enemy, the Jinghua city gate was opened wide, and the people suffered.

    Thinking of this, Zhou Heshuo still felt happy: "He wrote it himself, who can force him? Hahaha, your imperial brother is a traitor, even if this palace dies, he is still an upright prince. But he is a traitor, a traitor who will be reviled by future generations!"

    "At that time, he lied to the eldest prince." Shen Zhiluo said suddenly, "He promised the eldest prince that as long as he wrote the letter of descent, he would not touch the people of the capital. That's what I just wrote."

    When the eldest prince died, Shen Zhiluo was standing in the room. According to Yin Ninghuai's instructions, he didn't dare to show the slightest reluctance and sadness, and could only watch Zhou Heshuo make his move. After the death of the eldest prince, Zhou Heshuo praised him greatly and rewarded him for his righteous act of destroying the master. Therefore, people later said that Yin Ninghuai was killed by a close minister.

    But they all know, but whoever is in the Great Wei, who is willing to do something to the First Prince?

    Hua Yue listened in silence, looked up at him and asked, "Does it hurt when the emperor dies?"

    Shen Zhiluo's eyes suddenly turned red.

    Looking at him for a while, Huayue pursed her lips and nodded, smiled and said to Zhou Heshuo: "I wonder if the prince knows what is the most taboo thing for you Da Liang?"

    "The minister kills the king, the son kills the father." He gritted his teeth and glared at Shen Zhiluo, "You are...the minister kills the king."

    The last three words were uttered, and the eyes were already gray. Zhou Heshuo struggled unwillingly, feeling that he could not just die like this. He is the prince of Daliang, and will be the emperor of Daliang in the future. There are a lot of things not done, a lot of gold and silver jewelry is not spent, where you can stop here.

    Holding a breath, he began to crawl out desperately, but before he took two steps, the pain swept his whole body like a tide, as if thousands of steel needles were drilling into the flesh, and it was like ten thousand insects were coming from Biting from the inside out.

    Looking coldly at the lingering mud, Huayue calmly squeezed the paper money and re-lighted it, and put it into the brazier in the courtyard.

    "This is for the common people of Wei."

    "This is for my royal brother."

    "This is for Mrs."

    She put paper money into the brazier while reading, and the fire burned, like the man struggling on the ground, twisted in pain.

    The paper money burned for half an hour, and Zhou Heshuo also struggled for half an hour. palace wall.

    The Double Ninth Festival was supposed to be a good day to climb high and look far, but Jinghua is not peaceful. The emperor went to worship his ancestors during the day and returned to the palace at dusk, and he met assassins on the way. Although it was only a near miss, but his life was being missed by others, and he was not happy at all.

    In the end, when he returned to the palace, the Zhonggong suddenly came to report that the prince was burning paper money in the Anhe Palace and was hit by someone.

     Burning paper money in private without sacrifices will be regarded as disrespectful to the emperor, not to mention the identity of the prince, burning paper on the day of the Double Ninth Festival? The emperor was furious, and immediately set off to ask the guilt. As a result, people found a tablet engraved with the emperor's eight characters, a prepared dragon robe and jade seal, and a cold body from the Anhe Palace.

    "The prince worshiped in private, but was caught by the palace servants and ordered to kill two palace servants to silence them. As a result, the movement became louder, attracting people from the royal forest army, who broke through the arrangement in the courtyard, His Royal Highness the prince Immediately drink the poison, leaving only the blood book, begging your majesty to let go of the concubine of the East Palace."

    The queen revealed the matter and presented the evidence to the emperor one by one.

    "It's a return gift for Yin Ninghuai to His Royal Highness." Huayue sat on Shen Zhiluo's carriage, looking at the receding palace wall outside, with a smile, not a smile, "Is Yin Ninghuai a traitor? There will be a public discussion, but if a prince was arrested for murdering his father, he will not be able to enter the imperial tomb even if he dies."

     "Didn't the little master say that he will be incompatible with the first prince in this life?"

    Hua Yue snorted coldly: "Yeah, look, isn't it me who won in the end? Yin Ninghuai is that fool..."

    Speaking of the back, she swallowed her voice, pursed her lips and touched the Ming Pei on her waist.