Book with Emperor

Cheng Jingyu didn't know what Qin Guanyue had said to their princess. He waited outside the house the whole time, and his subordinates sent him a message. After hearing the news, his heart was itchy like a cat scratching.

"what happened?"

When Qin Guanyue came out of Lingyuxuan, she saw his uncomfortable look and thought there was something wrong with Yue Wentian. Cheng Jingyu looked bitter, "...just now someone sent the news. Wen San and Qin privately , Xiangwei are all connected, and the people opposite are of high status."

In other words, Qin Guanyue's conjectures were all right, and what Wen San did was even worse.

Qin Guanyue was not surprised, she responded and said nothing, but Cheng Jingyu felt complicated in her heart and couldn't help asking: "How did you guess that?"

"Observe its behavior, and then know its rules, and then you can know its future." She cast her eyes on the distant sky, "It's like this for people, it's like for dynasties, and it's like for all things."

Cheng Jingyu was confused by what he heard, but when his eyes fell on the delicate profile of the woman next to him and her distant and calm gaze, he felt a familiar feeling in his heart. It was just like the first time he heard the story of Prince Qing's battle to become a god. Like a legendary story.

The woman in front of him was weak and thin like a willow catkin, but in her speech and eyes, he felt a majestic force, which made people feel a little bit of admiration while feeling overwhelmed.

No wonder the young master likes such a woman, no wonder he can become a powerful minister who can turn his hands into clouds and his hands into rain, this woman really has something, he thought to himself.

Qin Guanyue ignored his strange yet passionate eyes, and asked, "How is the cause of Zhong Jijiu's death found?"

Cheng Jingyu was stunned: "Didn't Gong Yue make people?"

Qin Guanyue shook her head, "No, he didn't go to the Imperial College when he took me away that night."

The most important thing is that Zhong Yu once taught Gong Yue and Ning Zhao. He was their real teacher and the only person who was kind to the brothers. Ning Zhao never killed Zhong Yu, and Gong Yue would never kill that brother. elder.

Cheng Jingyu frowned, thinking of the autopsy report he saw a few days ago, "Zhong Yu died by sealing his throat with a sword. He was very good at swordsmanship, and he was able to sneak into the palace to kill people without anyone noticing. Or did he kill people on such a chaotic night?" Candidates are ranked among the top [-] in the Tianbang."

Qin Guanyue's footsteps suddenly stopped, and a bad guess suddenly popped up in her mind.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Jingyu asked suspiciously.

Qin Guanyue didn't speak, her heart beat slightly faster.The Tianbang comes from Qin Tianjian, and it changes every three years. She knows better than anyone else in the past three years

Which faction do the masters in the top [-] of the Tianbang belong to?

Great Xia Dragon King Pavilion.

"Dragon King Pavilion, Zhong Yu, Kunyu, Yunmengze—"

The coolness of the air in the breath entered the lungs from the nasal cavity, and the coolness pierced the heart like a drizzle of needles, a dark light appeared in Qin Guanyue's eyes, and he spit out two words, "Li Shi."

Cheng Jingyu didn't hear clearly, "Huh?"

Qin Guanyue lowered his eyes and continued walking forward, "Is Mr. Su from the ANBU in charge of Yongzhou now?"

"Yes, Mr. Su said that he was reluctant to leave Yongzhou, so he stayed." Cheng Jingyu suddenly remembered that Mr. Su's daughter Su Li seemed to be coming to attend the enthronement ceremony, and couldn't help but jump in his heart. knew?
When he was worried about the young master, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure standing at the corner of the palace road in front of him, and quickly raised his hand to say hello: "Captain Han!"

Han Zhengwei turned his head to look at them. He was dressed in a green lotus-colored winter robe, his wrists and waist were tightly bound, and his long hair was tied on top of his head with a simple crown. He looked very capable and sophisticated, and his expression was vaguely old floor glacier shadow.

"Deputy General Cheng." He looked at Qin Guanyue with calm eyes, nodded slightly and said, "Teacher Emperor."

Cheng Jingyu has always had a good impression of this young master's former friend, especially after the Wen Sanyi incident, "Did Captain Han enter the palace to visit the young master?"

"No." Han Zhengwei shook his head, looked at Qin Guanyue beside him, "I'm looking for her."

Cheng Jingyu: "...huh?"

Qin Guanyue looked at Han Zhengwei and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Did you tell him that we are old acquaintances?"

Han Zhengwei was silent for a moment, he completely forgot about it.

Cheng Jingyu blushed with anger: "No one told me!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he couldn't help feeling aggrieved. He looked at Qin Guanyue, "And you, at first I thought Mingyue died and I was so sad that I cried for you, but in the end you turned into Qin Guanyue again. Back! Nobody told me yet!"

Qin Guanyue said sincerely, "We must remember to tell you next time."

Cheng Jingyu nodded: "That's pretty much it."

Han Zhengwei: "..." It's quite easy to coax.

The relaxed atmosphere suddenly disappeared after seeing off Cheng Jingyu, and Qin Guanyue took the lead in breaking the silence, "Let's talk while walking."

It was the severe winter season, and the snow on the road was swept away by the palace servants, but there were still fine ice crystals left, and there was a slight creaking sound when one stepped on it.

After the two walked out of the inner palace side by side, Han Zhengwei said, "How is his injury?"

"Be good at self-cultivation. After half a month, you should be alive and kicking, just in time for the enthronement ceremony."

"When I led my troops into the palace that day, I saw him standing in the Palace of Sending Clouds covered in blood, looking at your bloody coat and ring, the blood on your body fell drop by drop on the ground along your fingertips, as if you lost your soul Same."

Han Zhengwei's expression was light and calm, and he said suddenly, "I was the one who revealed to Ning Zhao the news that you were hiding in Yicheng that day, and I also acquiesced to Wensan's attack on you."

"I know."

She returned calmly, but Han Zhengwei slowly clenched his fist hanging by his side.

Wen San colluded with the second part of Xuanli to shoot the poisonous girl and took the opportunity to seek rebellion. He expected that Yue Wentian also intended to cut off the potential crisis in Yongzhou before he ascended the throne, but after Yue Wentian came back from Qishan Valley, he suddenly gained popularity. Han Zhengwei Then he vaguely guessed that he must have met the person he wanted to see in Qishan Valley that day.

Sure enough, on the day Kang and Zhao mobilized their troops to besiege the palace, the city gate was knocked open, and he saw Qin Guanyue again. The woman who everyone in the world thought was dead long ago appeared again in front of the world, still as calm and strategizing, forcing Dewensan showed his flaws in a mess and completed their plan ahead of schedule.

"Why are you coming back?" He suppressed the complex emotions surging in his heart and asked in a deep voice, "Ning Zhao is dead, and the lotus poison in the palm has been removed. There is nothing to restrain you anymore, so why do you have to come back to swim in the muddy water? , get involved in the power vortex?"

The sudden wind behind him carried his words into the distance, Qin Guanyue blinked her black eyelashes lightly, and replied softly, "I was the one who restrained myself, ten years ago, five years ago, two years ago, One after another, he used a rope called Yue Wentian to pull himself back to this imperial city, and back to this world dispute."

She curled her lips, "But I am willing."

Han Zhengwei stared blankly at her cool and beautiful face and the smile on her mouth, unable to speak for a long time.

"Is it worth it?" he asked.

"It's worth it." The smile on her face deepened, and it was reflected in those bright eyes that seemed to be frozen with frost and snow all year round, as if melting the most beautiful spring scenery, "I still have ten years to live, and I want to be with him Eight years, and two years to say goodbye, to do everything we can, to go wherever we want, to say everything we never had time to say."

"In the future, when I die, I will not resent having to take him with me. For the rest of his life, he will think of me when he does everything we do, goes to every place we go, and speaks every word we say. . A hundred years later, he can still remember me. My and his names are written in the history of Daxi, and my and his stories are spread in everyone's mouth. I want the world to know that the name Yue Wentian will always belong to Qin Guanyue. "

"It couldn't be more worth it," she said.